Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 290
Standing on the ice field with no sound and no direction, Chen Xian looked a little dazed.

Because there are countless sages' prohibition barriers in Buzhouzhiyuan, it is isolated from the outside world, including the way of heaven, and Chen Xian can't figure out how to use it for arranging talisman arrays on bones and tendons, regrowing leather armor, and arranging talisman arrays on them. How many days have passed, but wandering between life and death, he feels like a world away, he doesn't know what he should do next.

Chen Xian stood blankly for a long time, until his legs went numb and he fell to the ground, his face showed no expression.

"It's good to be alive!" Feeling the numbness from his legs, Chen Xian, who fell to the ground, smiled happily.

"I feel more and more like a magic weapon!" After the feeling of numbness in both legs passed, Chen Xian looked at his gleaming hands and sighed.

The magic weapon is refined from spiritual materials, and it is equipped with forbidden formations and extremely powerful utensils. Chen Xian's scale armor, dragon skin, dragon meat, dragon tendons, dragon bones, dragon heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all high-quality spiritual materials. There is also a talisman prohibition on it, so he is really similar to a magic weapon.

"If the primordial spirit is compared to the spirit of a weapon, and the body is compared to the body, I am almost equivalent to an acquired spiritual treasure. Why don't I sacrifice myself and directly sacrifice myself to smash people in the future?" Chen Xian thought a little bored. .

The idea of ​​sacrificing oneself is really boring. I already have absolute control over my body, so there is no need for sacrificing, other people's sacrificing... let alone, how can my body be controlled by others.

"The disadvantages of this exercise are not small. If someone catches and sacrifices it as a magic weapon..." Chen Xian became more and more frightened as he thought about it. He felt that his exercise was a bit like "making wedding clothes for others". , if controlled by others, life would be worse than death.

"It's better to keep a low profile." After Chen Xian muttered, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he restrained all the precious light emanating from his body.

Bingyuan no longer threatened Chen Xian, and after hiding Baoguang, he decided to wander around.This ice field is a map-like attack issued by top-level experts. There should be many super-experts who died during their fall.

"This ice field is so beautiful, it's worth visiting." In order to make money, Chen Xian didn't mind talking nonsense with his eyes open, and even slapped himself in the face when he said something wrong.

There was nothing to take care of, Chen Xian looked up at the gray sky, saw a light gray patch in the sky on the left, turned around and walked towards the left hand direction.

"Crack clap..."

Chen Xian walked briskly on the smooth ice field with his feet, without making a sound, only occasionally when he struggled hard to shake the thin ice frozen on his clothes onto the ice surface, there would be a crackling sound, but It also highlights the dead silence of the ice field.

Sitting on the upper reaches of the ice field for half a day, Chen Xian kept looking around carefully, but unfortunately, even if he didn't stay where he was, he didn't find anything. There seemed to be nothing on the ice field except the ice, the cold air, and himself.

"Could it be that all the useful things have been frozen into slag by the cold?" Seeing this situation, Chen Xian thought a little depressed.

He took out a piece of black iron the size of a fist and held it in his palm to observe its changes under the cold air.

"Crack clap..."

As soon as he spread his palm, the black iron in his hand was immediately covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Ka..." In less than a breath, a fine mark appeared on the hard surface of the black iron, and as time went by, the fine marks became more and more until they covered the entire surface of the black iron like a spider's web.

With a sound of "pa", the surface of the black iron peeled off, and before it landed on Chen Xian's hands, it transformed into a crystal clear powder. Just as the powder was about to fly, it was frozen into air and dissipated in Chen Xian's palm.

With a "collapse", the stripped black iron suddenly shattered into more than ten pieces. Before Chen Xian could count the pieces, it turned into a pile of black shiny iron powder, and then dissipated in the air .

"A piece of black iron the size of a fist is comparable to a top magic weapon, but the black iron freezes to slag in less than three breaths... The top magic weapon turns into scum within three breaths. After hundreds of millions of years, I'm afraid With the innate magic weapon, nothing will remain on this ice field." Seeing such a situation, Chen Xian sighed.

"This spell wasn't supposed to be so powerful in the first place. It's just that after the abyss of indecision was closed, the cold air lingered, and combined with the evil air of resentment, a mutation occurred. After hundreds of millions of years of fermentation, it became like this. Over time As time goes by, the coldness of this ice field will become more and more severe, and I am afraid that it will become a forbidden place for non-saints to enter and die." In Chen Xian's imagination, even a quasi-sage who practiced ice spells at the peak, issued a deadly freezing spell, It is also impossible to cover such a large area and retain such a large power after hundreds of millions of years, and nine out of ten are mutations.

"Buzhouzhiyuan is so dangerous. The magic weapon you find is either too rotten to be usable, or the power of downgrade is greatly reduced. The effort is not proportional to the harvest, so there is nothing to be confused." The more Chen Xian thought about it, the more he felt that this trip to Buzhou Abyss was very difficult pit.

"I just hope that I can find two innate magic weapons, or I will lose a lot." Although he knew that the possibility of magic weapons remaining on the ice field is almost zero, Chen Xian still looked around carefully while walking, the acquired magic weapons It may have been corroded by time and cold air, but the innate magic weapon with indestructible characteristics is not in danger of being destroyed. If you can find one or two, it will be a worthwhile trip.

"Hey, there is blood!" Chen Xian walked aimlessly on the ice field, and suddenly found a faint blood (different from blood), and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"It seems that there is also an unlucky child like me who fell into this ice field, go and have a look." After Chen Xian sighed, he searched for it with his blood.

After sensing his anger, Chen Xian walked for seven or eight miles, and finally found his target——Lingxuzi, who was lying stiff on the ice, covered with more than an inch of hoarfrost, almost blending into the ice and snow.

"Looking at Taoist Lingxuzi's appearance, it seems that he won't be able to hold on for long, a fresh life is about to die, alas..." Lingxuzi was the one who entered the abyss of incompetence with him. Chen Xian couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw him. The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the feeling of hurting its kind.

Chen Xian only had the power to protect himself now, and he couldn't save Lingxuzi. After thinking for a while, he sat down cross-legged, preparing to send Lingxuzi on his last journey, and take care of his funeral by the way—on this ice field, after death, the body will definitely die. It decomposes into air, so there is no need to dig a pit to bury it, he just needs to sort out its relics.

Looking at the smoky Taoist robe on Lingxuzi's body that blocked most of the cold air, Chen Xian raised his brows, thinking that the clothes are not bad, he will take them off later, and put them on outside to keep out the cold.

"Should I pick it up now? It feels weird to wear dead people's clothes." Chen Xian rolled his eyes and hesitated.

(End of this chapter)