Chapter 311 310: Looking for Lou Jinchen

I don’t know if it is the wind or the cold is caused by the wind.

The wind is filled with cold and dampness, and the cold is exposed to the wind evil.

Zhu Quan's eyes were poured into the falling sword light. The ice crystal-like fan in his hand was called the Bingpo Han Light Fan. The statue on it was nothing but someone else, but the statue of the God of Winter that Lou Jinchen had met.

Although Lou Jinchen's sword ball fell very quickly, it was still caught by the other party's eyes. The moment he was caught by the eyes, he felt a coldness from the sword ball.

This cold is not ordinary cold, but the kind of cold that penetrates the bones and invades the spirit. When this cold touches the magic weapon, it will directly enter your body and mind.

Lou Jinchen had encountered this kind of coldness once.

In this moment, his long-lost memory was awakened by the cold. At that time, he was still in the fourth realm and met the high priest of the God of Winter in the fifth realm.

At that time, although he could use sword intent to guard his mind and resist one or two, he could not fight with him too much, so he avoided him at that time, and the high priest of the God of Winter did not chase him because she was confident that Lou Jinchen could not escape her magic curse.

However, Lou Jinchen used this to refine his heart and practice the method and insisted on going to her nest. When she was about to rush back, she was stopped by her opponent. So after he dug up the opponent's roots, the high priest of the God of Winter was suppressed by the old opponent's national master.

Now Lou Jinchen encountered such deep cold again, similar to the Han of the high priest he met at that time, but it was also deeper, more violent and surging, and more terrifying.

The void was pale in an instant, and the flames on the sword quickly pressed down, while Lou Jinchen clearly felt the heaviness on the sword at this moment.

However, at this time, a person came and the crowd naturally dispersed. The person who came was a female cultivator. The female cultivator was wearing a mysterious white dress and hanged two treasure bags on her waist. One hand was placed around her waist. She could take out the magic weapon from the treasure bag at any time.

But in front of Lou Jinchen, she couldn't call the word "Master". She thought it was inappropriate to call other elders, and she couldn't call it, so she kept calling it "you, you".

I saw Lou Jinchen slowly erecting his right hand, pinching his sword, and slowly falling from his eyebrows, as if an invisible sword was being penetrated by him.

"The fan bone on that fan seemed to be ice soul. It was not long after Zhu Quanyi's god of winter. The coldness was deep. I think I can use that bone to refine several ice soul swords. This ice soul is still very consistent with your Taiyin."

Chen Jin loves to drink tea and doesn't like drinking, so it's easy to find tea and tea sets here. Everything here keeps inhabited. It's obvious that when people leave, they are in a hurry and don't have time to pack up.

I found that the frost cold on Lou Jinchen's body did not dissipate like the frost cold on the sword.

Moreover, this fierceness and sharpness are sweeping down with the torrent of the fierce sun.

At the same time, he seemed to see a pair of eyes through the sword pill, which were a pair of cold eyes without any emotion, as if they came from the distant void.

The rainbow light flashed and it had fallen into the frost and coldness of the inn. I saw that the phantom of the God of Winter's face broke out in the sword light in an instant.

Lou Jinchen opened his eyes and looked at the direction of no one. It was the direction of the ice building where Zhu Quan was in. There was a huge and sacred ice face, which was clearly lifelike, but it looked like an ice sculpture mask.

A mysterious and sacred goddess face appeared in the cold air. Her eyes were dark blue, mysterious and cold. When she faced the falling sword light and fire ball, she even opened her mouth.

Lou Jinchen also said that if you want to get started, you need to experience it more than a few more times.

Not long after he left, many people rushed over Qingyuan City.

Xue Baoer's practice all comes from him, so the result of Xue Baoer's practice is what he wants to see.

Xue Baoer, who was standing outside the door watching Lou Jinchen use sword pills, saw that the sword seemed to be blocked, looked back at Lou Jinchen, but was startled because Lou Jinchen's face was snow-white, his eyebrows and hair had some frost at some point.

After she left, the handkerchief slowly turned into ashes. It turned out that there was a layer of invisible yin fire on it just now.

At this moment, he realized that Zhu Quan was actually the worshiper of the God of Winter.

In the sky, the sword light fell like a fierce sun. In the eyes of many people, a huge fireball fell, and the falling fireball was still rotating wildly. The flying light shone through the void, and the clouds in the sky were split open. The crazy sword roared and dragged out a fire tail like wings.

When she was talking to Lou Jinchen, she didn't know what to call Lou Jinchen. In front of others, she would call Lou Jinchen Master Lou and confess that all her knowledge came from Lou Jinchen.

A slight cold air blew on the fan. As the air he blew out, the statue of the God of Winter on the fan seemed to be blown out.

At the same time, he also saw that there were traces of the word "door" on the door.

Lou Jinchen didn't hold back at all.

Lou Jinchen was covered in ice, but he was still teaching to Xue Baoer standing in the door.

"The Jinghong Sword Technique is not only about entering the hearts of others, killing the spirit and cutting off the soul, but also arises from the bottom of one's own heart, and only when one's heart can reflect each other. Therefore, this sword starts from the bottom of one's heart. When the sword is drawn, the first thing is to destroy all the dissonance in one's heart."

The opponent not only defended it, but also counterattacked Lou Jinchen's body.

Just one look, she felt that the sun was churning, as if it was imprinting into her heart. She actually felt a sense of heat in her heart, as if her body was about to burn. Just when she was about to resist, the feeling had disappeared.

Lou Jinchen's faint words made Xue Baoer extremely happy and said, "But should I refine the tangible sword or the half-empty and half-real sword pill?"

The leader of the Secret Fu Sect ranks 19th on the human cultivation list, which is even higher than Lou Jinchen.

The moment Zhu Quan saw it, the sword ball jumped again. When he was about to swing the fan, the sword light had already rushed into his eyes and completely enveloped him.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon's body quickly broke open and was burned into water by the flames, forming a cloud of mist.

The frost white on his body was instantly washed away by the light.

He sat in Qiuchan Academy, and his body was quickly covered with frost.

Therefore, when his disciple Gongshu Jue was in Huadie City, he had a special attitude towards Lou Jinchen because he felt that Lou Jinchen was not as good as his master. In addition, he was used to people on the human cultivation list, so he did not have that respect for those who were not as good as his master.

This light is stronger than the sun in the sky, and it is sharp as a sword.

When Lou Jinchen heard this, he knew that she had a choice. He also heard her say, "Since there is a real sword, if you practice another sword, I want to refine a sword pill. You said that it is also excellent to match the sword pill with Yin Shenhun thoughts. I want to pull out the ice spirit in this fan and refine a sword pill."

He walked in front, reached out and quickly drew a door in the void, and then stepped into it. Xue Baoer followed closely. After gaining a few experiences, Xue Baoer was already a little used to it. After she stepped into the door of nothingness, she began to experience the magic rhyme in it.

At this moment, the sword light flew and fell into the snow and ice. In the blink of an eye, the building became like an ice building, with a layer of ice on the roof and inside.

"I already have the Mingyu Sword in the real sword. Although the original material of the Mingyu Sword is not consistent with my Taiyin Dharma, after so many years of sacrifice, it has been changed, and it is consistent, so I have never thought of abandoning it,..."

"You're making this matter so big here, just to tell Bai Yejian not to come back here?" Xue Baoer asked.

In Lou Jinchen's heart, frost and snow were still spreading, but it was getting slower and slower.

She immediately turned around and looked at Lou Jinchen's sword.

Some people want to pick up the ice spirit cold light fan, but they are not very brave, because if they pick it up under the eyes of the public, the royal family will come to the door in the future, or if the fellow sects of Zhu Quan come to him, it will be difficult not to return it.

Even when Lou Jinchen understood this gate, he had been trapped in the room where Teacher Chen Jin was for a long time. He had passed the "gate" many times, and later he obtained complete knowledge of the "gate" characterization, and then he realized the entry.

Only then did everyone realize that the two voices just now were Zhu Quan's body falling to the ground, and the two sounds were the head and body.

The moment her mouth opened, she saw the illusory throat in her mouth, which seemed to be connected to the divine realm of "His". The sword light stopped a little, but instead fell to the face of the God of Winter even more fiercely.

The sword light of Jianwan rotated at high speed, like a sword fire wheel.

But he didn't fall down immediately, Xue Baoer looked back at Lou Jinchen.

What's more, the "god" is not a snake, but a more terrifying and wiser existence.

"Lou Jinchen, come out!"

The same breath as Zhu Quan just now, but the breath that "He" blows out is stronger and colder than Zhu Quan's previous blow.

Fortunately, Lou Jinchen didn't care about this at all. Although he taught Xue Baoer's practice, he did not regard her as a disciple, but as a fellow practitioner on the road of cultivation, and everyone confirmed it together.

After a while, someone came into the building to see it, but saw a corpse lying in the frost, with its body and head separated, and its head rolled to one side, with a look of shock.

The mystery and terrifying thing about divine law lies in the fact that he can exert much stronger abilities than himself.

But he forgot that although his master is powerful, he is not powerful. He is not powerful. If someone ignores his master, he will die.

The moment we met the cold air, the sword energy opened the way, the fierce sun burned, the cold air turned into water air, and the water air dried up quickly.

His heart became tighter and tighter, as if it was condensed into a sword.

However, the sword balls hanging high in the sky dimmed, and all the lights were subsided.

Lou Jinchen had no objection either and said, "It's up to you, but this place is not a place of peace. Let's go. If Bai Yejian knew what happened today, he wouldn't come back here again."

She came directly to the side of the corpse, bent down and pulled out the ice-like fan that Zhu Quan still held tightly in his right hand, wiped it with a handkerchief, threw the handkerchief on the ground, and turned around and left.

"This is a good question. What sword do you want to practice?" Lou Jinchen asked.

Xue Baoer picked up the fan made of ice crystals and returned to Qiuchan Academy. Lou Jinchen had already made a cup of tea there.

Fortunately, the sword was not frozen, but drew an arc, circled it out, pulled it into the sky, the sword light circled in the sun, the frost on the sword body was burned away by the fire, and the sword balls returned to light and sharp again.

At this time, those who have good ears heard some sounds of falling to the ground in the inn. There were two sounds of falling to the ground, one heavy and the other light.

The cold wind that blew up on his fan was rolling up like a wind dragon. The wind dragon was ice-colored and pale. However, when the sword light rolled, the pale wind dragon head was instantly cut off.

She understood that the fighting was easy to attack and defend in a very short period of time.

This feeling was very short, because as Lou Jinchen's sword finger pierced into the void, the magic power on his body seemed to be transmitted to the sword pill.

After the people outside saw a rainbow light breaking through the floating statue, a flash disappeared, and they did not see how huge the sword light appeared in the building. Then they saw the sword light turn into a wisp of sword threads and exit the inn.

Xue Baoer nodded, Lou Jinchen took a sip of tea, stood up, and said, "Let's go!"

Suddenly, he came to everyone's eyes with great fanfare. After killing a powerful man in the sixth realm and a man walking forward, he quietly left.

But Lou Jinchen was no longer the Lou Jinchen at that time, and this Zhu Quan was no longer the high priest of that year.

"A few more swords, I will pass on your way to divide your thoughts. If you are calm and practice more, you should be able to control several swords at the same time. At that time, you may be able to set up a sword formation, or you can protect your body with one sword, so that you will not lose the defensive means."

"It's not all the same. It's also for those who go to find Bai Yejian. Even if Bai Yejian finds Bai Yejian, don't kill him, because he has a friend here. If Bai Yejian has no relatives or friends, others will kill him if he wants to. After all, there is no worries." Lou Jinchen said.

Zhu Quan just looked at it before, and felt that Lou Jinchen's sword pill was amazing. When he faced it again, he could no longer feel the magic, but only felt fierce and sharp.

The sword ball sank and it loses its agility.

And the sword had actually returned to Qiuchan Academy and the body fell down.

He used the power of the "god" to attract the power, as if he was directly attracted to a snake and threw it on someone else.
To be continued...