Chapter 45: At the moment of the avalanche, Xie Wuyang almost thought he wanted to touch...
No one was to be seen in the blizzard, and it was even worse on the Luohua Snow Mountain.
Even someone like Xie Wuyang, who was blessed by God and resurrected after death, could not receive any pity from Luo Huaxueshan.
If it weren't for the barrier Yun Wanzhou had set up around him, Xie Wuyang would have been buried deep underground like the bones in the snow, never seeing the light of day.
Yun Wanzhou was still seriously injured and had to use his spiritual power to fight the monster, which resulted in huge losses. The two of them had not walked far when Xie Wuyang noticed that the barrier around him was dimming.
Yun Wanzhou's face was already pale, and now it looked even paler and weaker.
Seeing Yun Wanzhou like this, Xie Wuyang pursed his lips.
He was used to being alone in the world of cultivation, and was quite at a loss when faced with such things. He frowned and pondered for a long time, then spoke carefully, "Master's serious injuries have not healed yet. If..."
Although it is extremely cold in the snow, it is not unbearable for a moment. Xie Wuyang can hold on for a while. If he can't, he still has the anti-cold talisman on his waist, which should be enough to make it to the top of the snow mountain. Yun Wanzhou can just let it go and remove the barrier.
Xie Wuyang originally wanted to persuade Yun Wanzhou to save some energy and use it on the top of the snow mountain, but before he could finish speaking, the barrier, which was a little dark, suddenly became stronger, and its spiritual light was no less bright than at the beginning.
The Emperor Skywood around his waist emitted a soft glow. The Broken Snow Sword trembled twice, as if responding to its master. Yun Wanzhou put his index fingers together and lightly touched the center of the barrier, injecting a stream of spiritual power centered on his fingertips.
Yun Wanzhou's hand suddenly turned, paused in the air, and then fell down. At that moment, Xie Wuyang almost thought that he wanted to touch his head or touch his cheek.
Xie Wuyang recalled the inexplicable dream he had when he came out of Ye Nan's illusion. In the dream, there was the same heavy snow and the same biting cold as when he was a child. There was even a moment when Xie Wuyang almost thought that the person in the dream was himself, until Yun Wanzhou stopped in front of him and stroked his face.
Although Xie Wuyang has lived for decades and can't remember many things, his childhood experiences are deeply impressed. Yun Wanzhou never saved him, but his original body met his benefactor.
After joining the immortal sect and becoming the personal disciple of the immortal, you will have no worries about food and clothing, and will be taught magic spells and talismans.
The hand in front of him was getting closer and closer. Xie Wuyang's feet seemed to have taken root, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He could neither move nor speak. He just stared blankly at Yun Wanzhou's slender knuckles.
Just barely stopped.
Yun Wanzhou's brows suddenly frowned and he turned his head to look. At the same time, a loud noise came to Xie Wuyang's ears.
boom--
In the corner of their eyes, the snow-capped mountains collapsed and rushed towards the two of them.
Before Xie Wuyang could come to his senses, the hand in front of him suddenly changed its target and grasped Xie Wuyang's drooping wrist, accompanied by Yun Wanzhou's solemn voice, "It's an avalanche."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold and dampness hit him in the face. Xie Wuyang's pupils shrank, and when his vision was covered by the snow, his shoulder was pushed by a force.
Xie Wuyang staggered back several hundred feet, and then someone grabbed his waist again. The tip of his nose was covered by a cold breath. Xie Wuyang's eyes went dark and he was dragged to the ground.
His body rolled several times due to inertia until he hit a barrier and stopped.
There was a rustling sound in his ears, and the person who was hugging him stood up. The light coming through the gap hit his body, casting a shadow.
Yun Wanzhou brushed off the snow on his body, turned around to look at the cave entrance, then turned back again, frowned, and said, "Step back."
Xie Wuyang knew that Yun Wanzhou wanted to use the broken snow to split the intersection.
Just as Xie Wuyang stood up, the person in front of him suddenly stopped and met his gaze in the darkness.
Doesn’t Yun Wanzhou want to use crushed snow?
Xie Wuyang was somewhat puzzled by Yun Wanzhou's brief pause.
As if knowing the confusion in Xie Wuyang's heart, Yun Wanzhou pursed his lips, his expression vaguely embarrassed.
Xie Wuyang half-supported himself, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, "Master, what happened?"
Yun Wanzhou turned his head and looked at the cave entrance. "The broken snow fell outside the cave."
Perhaps because the situation was urgent, the two people accidentally dropped the broken snow when they rolled into the cave.
Yun Wanzhou's spiritual power was almost gone because he had used up all of it on the shield for Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang frowned slightly, "It's okay, I have already reached the foundation building stage, and I have enough spiritual power. I can use the talisman to blast open the cave entrance."
Yun Wanzhou nodded and took the initiative to retreat behind Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang stood up and took out a piece of talisman paper from his waist. He injected spiritual power into it and threw it forward. There was a bang, and there seemed to be some barrier outside protecting it, which bounced all the spiritual power back.
As the snowflakes flew, Xie Wuyang raised his hands to cover his face. When they fell again, there was no change except that the flat snow pile was slightly dented.
Xie Wuyang walked forward a few steps and dug a hole in the snow at the entrance of the cave with his bare hands. Soon, the light from outside came in.
There was nothing unusual to the naked eye, but when Xie Wuyang stretched out his hand from the cave, it was obvious that something was blocking him.
Xie Wuyang scraped off some more snow around the cave entrance. As his vision widened, the scene outside the cave came into view.
A sword with a snow-white hilt was inserted diagonally into the snow, shining with spiritual light and emitting spiritual power.
The spiritual weapon recognizes its owner, so when it detects that the owner is in danger, it will automatically emit spiritual power to protect the owner.
However, Yun Wanzhou was still seriously injured and lacked spiritual power, which affected Suixue as well. She was slow to react and only played her role belatedly after Yun Wanzhou escaped danger.
At that time, Yun Wanzhou and Xie Wuyang had already hidden in the cave together. The broken snow was accidentally dropped here, and the barrier that was originally intended to protect the safety of the two happened to block the entrance of the cave. Unless the broken snow was pulled out, the spiritual power would not dissipate.
But now, the broken snow is outside and the two of them are inside. Not to mention pulling out the broken snow, it is difficult for the two of them to even touch it.
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and met Yun Wanzhou's gaze. "Master, what should we do now?"
His own spiritual power backfired, and this was the same time. Yun Wanzhou was also helpless and could only answer truthfully, "Wait."
"Waiting for what?"
"Wait until someone outside discovers that you and I are trapped here and pull out the broken snow, or wait until I recover my spiritual power and use it to break out."
However, Yun Wanzhou has only recovered some of his spiritual power now. It will take at least a few days, or at most half a month. It is possible that the two of them will be frozen to death in this cave before their spiritual power is restored.
In desperation, Xie Wuyang had to pin his hopes on Ji Yaodali and his group.
This was the only way to the top of the snowy mountain. Xie Wuyang had Yun Wanzhou with him, so his pace was faster than Ji Yao and the others. However, the snowy mountain was too big, and with the heavy snow, it would be difficult to spot the two of them if one didn't look closely.
Xie Wuyang thought for a long time and came up with an idea.
The Broken Snow Sword barrier can reflect spiritual power. The stronger the spiritual power, the more turbulent the barrier, and the greater the noise it creates. The fluctuations are enough to be sensed by people far away.
Xie Wuyang used his spiritual power to attack the barrier every once in a while so as not to miss Ji Yao and the others.
After attacking the barrier with spiritual power once again, Xie Wuyang's spiritual power seemed to be drying up. He turned around and sat next to Yun Wanzhou, staring at the cave entrance helplessly.
Yun Wanzhou had lost his spiritual power and was in the snowy mountains, so the coldness on his body became even more intense.
Xie Wuyang accidentally touched Yun Wanzhou's hand that was supporting him, and found that his fingertips were frighteningly cold.
It was even colder than his hands that had dug snow with his bare hands.
Xie Wuyang turned his eyes slightly to look at Yun Wanzhou's profile, and paused again when he saw the teardrop mole.
If he hadn't been completely helpless, Yun Wanzhou would never want to show this teardrop mole in front of outsiders.
The last time Xie Wuyang saw it, Yun Wanzhou had just emerged from the illusion and his spiritual power had been sealed by Wu Hanfeng. But ever since he gave the Emperor Sky Wood to Yun Wanzhou and Yun Wanzhou gained spiritual power, this teardrop mole was hidden under the illusion technique again. Now that it was revealed, could it be that Yun Wanzhou's spiritual power had been exhausted again?
Xie Wuyang stretched his hand to the side and pretended to touch Yun Wanzhou's fingertips accidentally.
Perhaps noticing his little movement, Yun Wanzhou moved his fingers.
Xie Wuyang calmly withdrew his hand, and his guess became more and more certain.
Yun Wanzhou's hands were colder than the snow outside.
The cold wind was howling outside. The barrier of broken snow could block everything visible to the naked eye, but it could not block the invisible wind and cold.
Even as a cultivator, Xie Wuyang felt extremely cold. Yun Wanzhou had no spiritual power at the moment, and apart from the piece of Emperor Tianmu with exhausted spiritual power on his waist, there was nothing else that could help him resist the severe cold.
If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be frozen unconscious before anyone arrives, let alone trying to recover my spiritual power and break out of the barrier.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang hesitated and reached for his belt.
He remembered clearly that he still had two cold-resistant talismans left. He had stood on the body of someone else's apprentice and was saved by Yun Wanzhou several times. He had to express his gratitude in some way.
Xie Wuyang rummaged through his belt and found quite a few talismans left. The talisman paper for the cold-resistant talisman was smaller than the others and was easy to find. Xie Wuyang took out both talismans in no time.
Just as he was thinking of what excuse to use to give Yun Wanzhou, his eyes fell on the two talismans. Xie Wuyang's hand, which was flipping the talismans, paused, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his heart.
The two talismans are the same size and shape. The only difference is that one of them has been stained with cinnabar at some point and has a red dot of medium size.
Monks are extremely meticulous when drawing talismans. Even the slightest mistake will render the talisman ineffective or turn it into a talisman with a different effect.
With such an obvious mistake, this cold-resistant talisman cannot be used at all.
In other words, he only had one cold-resistant talisman left in his hand.
Xie Wuyang's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Yun Wanzhou's expression. After pondering for a moment, he quietly stuffed the two talismans back.
After all, Yun Wanzhou is an immortal. Even if his spiritual power is gone, the foundation he has built up through years of cultivation is not completely useless. He should not be trapped by a mere snow-capped mountain.
This thought did not last long. When Xie Wuyang shivered from the cold and his eyes fell on the suddenly intensified snowstorm outside the cave, the thought disappeared in an instant.
Yun Wanzhou's face became even paler, and even though he still looked aloof, he couldn't hide the sickness in him.
Looking at Yun Wanzhou's face, Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and realized for the first time that even though the person in front of him was praised by thousands of people and had extraordinary strength, he was just an ordinary mortal who had not yet ascended.
As if noticing Xie Wuyang's gaze, Yun Wanzhou turned his head and looked at Xie Wuyang. When his eyes met Xie Wuyang's face, he frowned slightly.
Xie Wuyang was still hesitating about the cold-proof talisman when something suddenly fell on his shoulders. He glanced to the side and saw a very familiar white robe falling on his shoulders. A clear voice said, "Luohua Snow Mountain is covered with wind and snow all year round. If you still have any cold-proof talismans left, you can use them."
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