During this process, he looked back more than once, but did not see the strange blood mist.

The woman did not chase after him.

It was supposed to be something to be happy about, but Kong Ju's expression became even gloomier.

I quickly analyzed the current situation in my mind.

"She didn't pursue them, which proves that her mission is to guard the place and stop all the monks passing by."

"Then, every exit around this canyon should be controlled by someone like her."

"This is to wipe out the Frost Moon Altar in one fell swoop!"

Obviously, staying in the Frost Moon Altar is more dangerous than facing the woman directly.

But Kong Ju really didn't have the confidence to rush out of the blood mist.

Although he still had a second chance to use the Frost Residual Meridian, facing a woman who was on guard, he probably wouldn't even be able to achieve the same results as the first time.

The small Vajra Talisman can be used once more. It can resist the blood mist, but only for a time.

Once surrounded by the blood mist, Kong Ju will definitely die.

At the same time, the explosive pill has a limited duration and is not enough to support Kong Ju for too long.

Knowing that the Frost Moon Altar was very dangerous, he had no choice but to come down.

"It's a good thing I didn't choose to fight her to the death with Feng An, otherwise we would all die!" Kong Ju secretly thanked his luck that he did not choose Feng An's suggestion.

While thinking, Kong Ju had already reached the bottom of the valley, his feet on the solid ground, and he thought silently: "There is still a glimmer of hope!"

When Zheng Gang died, he sent out a signal for help. I think as long as I can hold on a little longer, I can survive before the sect’s support arrives.

"Who would have thought that the trip to Frost Moon Altar would be so dangerous."

"After all, my strength is too weak. When I get the opportunity and return to the sect, I will definitely go into seclusion. I will not come out until I reach the fifth stage of Yanglun."

As he was thinking, Kong Ju felt that the effect of the explosive pill in his body had almost reached its limit, and his spiritual power showed signs of exhaustion.

So he quickly shuttled through the bottom of the canyon, and finally stopped at a place where the snow was the thickest.

Bending down, Kong Ju used his hands to dig out a snow pit that was just big enough to accommodate himself. He lay down in it before his spiritual power was exhausted, and then covered himself with the accumulated snow.

It was already dark in the snow pit. Feeling the cool touch of ice and snow against his skin, Kong Ju slowly closed his eyes.

Just finished all this.

The effect of the explosive pill has worn off.

The spiritual power that was surging just now faded from the body like a tide, leaving the meridians and dantian empty.

The familiar pain in the meridians arrived as expected.

This was not the first time Kong Jue had taken the explosive pill.

He was prepared.

So he slowly closed his eyes, silently practiced the Frost Nourishing Wheel Sutra, and began to restore his spiritual power.

At the same time, he used the characteristics of the Frost-Reducing and Nourishing Wheel Sutra to lower his body temperature to the lowest level.

He almost merged with the snow on the ground. This was his last resort for survival.

The snow at Frost Moon Altar was extremely cold, abnormally cold.

Feng An said that even the spiritual power of the cultivators could not isolate themselves from the cold.

Perhaps it was because Kong Ju practiced the Frost-Reducing and Wheel-Nourishing Sutra that he was able to ignore the cold.

And it can blend perfectly with the snow here.

"Whether I can survive depends entirely on God's will!" Kong Jujing lay quietly in the snow pit. He had no other choice but to rely on his luck which had skyrocketed recently.

Just at this time.

Whoosh! The snowstorm that had stopped for a few days swept through the Frost Moon Altar Grand Canyon again.

The falling snowflakes wiped out the few traces of Kong Ji left on the snow.

Exhausted by the exhaustion of his spiritual power and the pain in his meridians, Kong Ju slowly fell asleep in a snow pit where no light was visible, entering a mysterious state.

Every organ in the body is kept at its lowest state of activity.

The heart only beats once every ten or so breaths, and even the blood flows slowly.

Consciousness is half asleep and half awake.

The loss of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

In a trance, he seemed to hear screams coming from the Frost Moon Altar in the distance, as well as countless fluctuations of spiritual power one after another.

The ground shook from time to time, and the buildings of the Frost Moon Altar, which had barely maintained their frames after so many years, also collapsed in the successive battles.

Just as Kong Ju had expected, the Frost Moon Altar was baptized with blood.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but there was suddenly no movement at the Frost Moon Altar.

Except for the flying snow, the entire Grand Canyon was dead silent.

He hasn't had a dream in a long time.

In this snow pit, he dreamed of a different Frost Moon Altar.

There lives a group of men and women in palace costumes wearing white wide-sleeved shirts. The women are graceful and communicate with their companions with sweet smiles.

The man was handsome and tall. He called his friends and laughed as he flew up into the sky towards the bright moon.

The dense spiritual energy filled the entire world, cranes were flying, and spirit fish were leaping in the pond.

The moonlight in the sky was drawn by the altar and fell vertically, covering them, making it like a fairyland on earth.

…

On the other side, on the ground outside the Frost Moon Altar Canyon.

A team wearing Cangwu sect disciple badges had a skirmish with a group of people in red.

The group in red seemed to have ambushed here early, waiting for the arrival of the Cangwu faction's rescue team.

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The two forces collided and neither side gave in.

It was obvious that the group in red had the upper hand. Their methods were very strange and deliberate, catching the Cangwu Sect's rescue disciples off guard.

After a long and fierce battle, both sides suffered casualties, but the disciples of the Cangwu Sect suffered the most serious casualties. They retreated decisively after leaving behind several corpses.

Dreams are extremely short.

Kong Ju didn't know how long he had slept. He suddenly woke up in the snow pit and opened his eyes in the pitch-black snow.

"What a strange dream." Kong Ju murmured in the snow pit.

Practitioners rarely dream, and every dream is dominated by their own spirituality.

It could be a warning, a sign, or a prophecy.

However, the feeling that this dream gave Kong Jue was not among those three.

That's why Kong Ju felt strange.

But the confused feeling did not last long. A faint tingling sensation in his meridians pulled him back to reality from his myriad thoughts.

The side effects of the explosive pill are here.

But Zhou Tingyu was no longer by his side to help him relieve the pain.

Of course, there is also good news. After sleeping for an unknown period of time, his spiritual power has returned to its peak again.

Feeling the snow that enveloped him from all sides in the darkness, and the chill that continued to be released towards his body, Kong Ju blinked his eyes: "How long have I been unconscious!"

Time is extremely cheap to monks and is not important.

What is important is the environment, which is full of dangers. Accurate time can help Kong Ju judge whether the current situation is still dangerous.

Just now, when Kong Ju was half asleep and half awake, he could vaguely feel the noise from the outside world.

His method of burying himself in the snow, relying on the characteristics of frost-reducing and nourishing the wheel meridians, was apparently effective.

Han Dong didn't notice him.

Now Kong Jue has two choices.

Since hiding in the snow was effective, he could continue to stay here for a few more days.

Wait until Han Dong goes far away and the support from Cangwu Sect arrives before coming out.

Unfortunately, Kong Ju didn't know that the disciples sent by Cangwu to help had retreated after being ambushed.

At least there will be no rescue in the short term.

If he continued to stay in the snow, hoping for rescue would be a long way off. Kong Ju had not yet reached the stage of fasting, and he could not last long without food or water.

"Or we can go out now and see what the outside world is like, and then wait for an opportunity to decide whether to take the chance or continue to stay in the snow."

The former is undoubtedly more secure.

But if he chose the former, Kong Ju would not know when support from the Cangwu Sect would arrive.

Just keep waiting like this and put your life in the hands of that uncertain sect for support.

It would be better for me to go out and see the situation first.

And ever since I had that dream, there was a voice in the dark constantly urging me.

Kong Ju was so upset that he could not just sit in the snow and wait for rescue.

This made his desire for this opportunity infinitely magnified.

"We still have to go out and take a look before making a decision." In the end, Kong Ju chose the latter.

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