Chapter 351 Lingyue is fearless
Going up now?
Their hands were frozen and swollen, but they still hadn't found the person. Their mouths and eyes were crooked from the cold.
The ice platform rises slowly, and the towering snow-capped mountains are gradually underfoot. Looking down, the magnificent view and the snow-capped mountains are in sight.
The ice platform finally sent Song Ningshu to the top of the snow mountain.
The snowflakes are silent, the sky is bright, and the frost hanging on the branches and ice flowers reflects a clear light under the sunlight.
A long road is paved with crystal ice, and on both sides, ice-colored flowers compete for beauty.
Cold smoke floats in the air, the sunlight is warm and gradually becomes rainbow-colored.
The ice flowers are blazing all the way.
Song Ningshu came down from the ice platform and just as he stepped onto the icy road, ice lotus condensed under his feet.
She walked forward, every step flourishing.
Song Ningshu glanced down and snorted.
Don't think you can appease her this way.
Wherever it passes, the flowers bloom more profusely and the cold smoke becomes more beautiful, as if it wants to show its utmost beauty to please the visitors.
The flower path was very long, and Song Ningshu walked for a long time. At the end, there was an ice throne.
Behind the throne is suspended ice and snow and hundreds of thousands of snow-capped mountains.
A shadow leaned on the throne, looking at her with a smile.
His body was covered in light icy aura, and the light shone from his icy clothes. His eyes contained all the wind and snow in the world, and the clamor returned to nothingness. He possessed an alluring appearance and displayed a mighty divine power.
On his forehead, an ice-blue frost flower exudes a divine charm.
When Song Ningshu saw Him, he snorted again.
Qing Yun raised his hand, and the upset little girl immediately sat on the throne.
He put his arm around her shoulders, smiled, and kissed her on the cheek, "Will this coaxing help calm you down?"
"After not seeing you for a hundred thousand years, our little Lingyue's temper has gotten worse."
Song Ningshu's cheeks turned slightly red.
Qingyun raised her hands and held her face, asking her to look at herself. "Sister Qingyun was wrong, little dumpling, please forgive me?"
"Hmph." She curled her lips, "You're annoying."
"Well, I hate it. Little Dumpling is our favorite." Qingyun kissed her again.
Song Ningshu pouted and said, "Hold me."
Qingyun helplessly held her in his arms.
"You clearly know that I really want you not to leave, yet you still use this kind of thing to test me."
"How could you possibly let me do that?"
He patted her back lovingly and said, "That's why I did this."
"Little Dumpling, you're not as relieved as you appear."
"You still care deep down, and I want you to clearly understand that the dead are gone forever."
"Nine Netherworlds, search everywhere but we can find you. Don't look for us."
"The righteous path is evil, magic is useless, don't look for us."
"We can't be your weakness. From now on, you must be fearless."
"Our little Lingyue will make us proud even in places where we can't see her."
Song Ningshu nestled quietly in His arms, "I understand."
Qing Yun glanced at Qi Yangui who was already in front of him, then lowered his eyes and spoke in a gentle voice, but the creatures in the snowy mountains could hear it clearly.
Beneath the snow-capped mountains, living beings look up to the gods devoutly.
"Desire and fear can both be driven and amplified, becoming sharp weapons that destroy oneself from within. We must face desire squarely and deal with fear with reason."
"When the snowstorm arrives, place yourself in it and become it. You can control it and turn it into a sword to protect you."
"Please also firmly believe in yourself. The truth you feel with your heart will not betray you and become a knife that stabs you in the back."
"Lingyue, fear nothing."
"Even with the wind and snow, we must..."
"Flowers all the way."
"Okay." She smiled, her confidence dazzling.
Qingyun touched her head and looked at the people coming up from the foot of the snow mountain.
He pointed at them and said, "We are gone now. They are the ones who are with you."
"We never fought alone, and you won't be alone either."
"Looking back or moving forward, both are roads."
He gradually turned into ice and snow, returned to heaven and earth, and the frost flowers danced like butterflies.
"Listen, the ice and snow have a message, full of vastness."
Two points of light sank into the eyebrows of Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui, one in front and one behind.
A few tiny frost flowers penetrated into the bodies of the cultivators with ice spiritual roots.
The last frost flower was imprinted between Song Ningshu's eyebrows.
A frost flower was suspended in her dantian.
Ice spiritual power, devout submission.
The rainbow is still there, the flowers are still there, but the god’s shadow is nowhere to be found.
There is a spirit in the sky.
Song Ningshu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.
Missing, Sister Qingyun.
She thought to herself.
Ji Hansu watched the frost flower sink into Ji Hanyuan's body. She turned her head, and another frost flower rushed directly into her dantian, freezing all the water spiritual power in her body.
The ice grows quietly and rapidly.
Ji Hansu was shivering with cold, a thick layer of frost condensed on her body, and she murmured unconsciously: "Cold..."
"Xiao Su!" Ji Hanyuan supported her.
Puyang Xingfeng thought for a moment and transferred his spiritual power into her body. "Her spiritual roots seem to be awakening, and the impurities in her blood are rapidly disappearing."
He wasn't too worried, after all, the Ice God wouldn't harm her.
Song Ningshu also probed her spiritual power, "She was originally supposed to have ice spiritual roots. Wait until she awakens."
"Let's wait until she recovers before going down the mountain."
Ji Hanyuan nodded.
Qi Yangui touched her head. Only in front of the gods did she seem to be the little girl who needed to be coaxed. At other times, she was calm and strong.
Jiang Sui sat down and accidentally touched the ice flowers behind him.
He moved forward a little, but suddenly found that the ice flowers behind him did not dissipate, and he did not feel cold.
Jiang Sui couldn't help but touch it again, "It hasn't melted yet. It turns out that ice and snow are not always cold. They are warm and cool. It feels quite good."
The others also touched their lips after hearing this, "Really?"
Song Ningshu also sat aside, pushing aside the dense ice flowers, picked a fruit from under the branches, and took a bite. "The flowers here really won't melt, and they will bear fruit. You can eat them too. They have the effect of warming up spiritual power and nourishing spiritual bones."
Who says ice and snow are cold? Ice and snow can also bring warmth.
Qi Yangui sat down next to her and picked some fruit as well.
"Second brother, there is a magical herb over there, go and look for it." Song Ningshu pointed to the side again.
Gu Qingyue nodded.
After eating the fruit, Song Ningshu wandered around the top of the snow-capped mountain, picking up various magical herbs and planting them in the space.
An hour later, Ji Hansu opened her eyes, and the frost on her body completely disappeared.
Ji Hanyuan asked: "What does it feel like?"
Ji Hansu blinked, "It's a very powerful feeling, and I feel warm inside my body."
"Before, I felt a little cold even when I wore Nine Nights Ice Silk, but now I feel like I can absorb ice elements."
"My spiritual roots have also changed from water spiritual roots to ice spiritual roots."
As Ji Hansu spoke, he reached a small level.
She stood up, ran to Song Ningshu, and hugged her, "Shushu, I love you so much!"
Song Ningshu blinked and glanced at Ji Hanyuan sideways, "Yeah."
Ji Hansu poked her face with her finger and said, "Don't be so cold. Smile."
Song Ningshu: ...
Is this what they call a social cow?
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