Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 85: Man’s Promise

lnmao.org, the fastest update to ask the latest chapters of Hongchen!

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Qin Yi immediately felt a unique demon power that was restricting a certain energy raging inside. As a result, the ice in the cave couldn't show through, and there was a double world inside and outside the cave.

Stepping on an invisible barrier, a deep chill hits, and the scene before me has turned into an icy blue world.

The cold wind rushed by, and there was hard ice everywhere, covered in a vast piece of silver. At the end of the eyes, there were a few trees like ice sculptures, and the branches seemed to be intertwined with ice ridges, condensing ice balls. The same fruit.

Just looking at the time like this, Qin Yi already felt that the blood was about to freeze, subconsciously holding his shoulder, his teeth trembled.

"Why is this... so cold."

In terms of mana, it is the third level of Fengjun, but Qin Yi is still a martial artist. He has cultivated innately and has become a master! This kind of practice, even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, would not feel a little cold when standing naked outside, but standing here is as cold as an ordinary person without practice.

The wind whizzed past like a sharp knife on his face. Qin Yi subconsciously squinted his eyes and took a step backwards, only to find that the sleeves of the blue shirt had been torn.

It was not broken by the wind blade, but frozen and cracked. Then it was blown by the wind, and it was blown off like ashes, turning into ashes.

"The soul-freezing technique of Taoist Howling Wind..." Tassel sighed in a low voice, "I didn't expect that after such a long time, such power could remain."

Qin Yi couldn't even make a sound, so he could only take care of his body with luck, and asked thoughtfully: "Is there any way to... let me relax? I can't make any steps..."

"I will teach you a wind shelter technique that can offset the damage of the wind. In addition, this residual power is not balanced. Some positions are extra strong, some positions are slightly weaker... You go to the unreasonable position first. , Try the pressure."

Qin Yi concentrating on moving the tactics, and as expected, the cold wind passed along the surface of the body. He didn't have the sensation of causing the body and bones as before, but even if it was so offset, he already took his arm. A long blood stain was scraped out.

Under the ice, he couldn't even feel the pain, and gathered his strength to step on the right side of the "Wuwang" position diagonally.

The cold is slightly lighter and the pressure drops sharply. Qin Yi knelt down hard, panting with a mace.

In just such a moment, his clothes have been torn everywhere, and several blood stains have been added to his hands and legs.

Tassel said coldly: "Do you want to continue?"

Qin Yi looked up and saw that this cave is actually not big, and the ice trees are not too far in the middle, probably less than two or three hundred meters. If it's at your fingertips outside, it's hard to even take a step here, but it's like a moat.

"It's only half a mile." Qin Yi said with difficulty: "Of course it must be through."

Tassels still said coldly: "You can stay away from home for a month. What do you call it, oh, dead house. What kind of hero comes out of the dead house?"

Qin Yi silently looked at the ice tree half a mile away: "There is no enemy here, but the environment is difficult. If I retreat, I have no face to go back."

Tassel suddenly said: "So do you love Li Qingjun desperately, or do you feel that you can't let go of face?"

Qin Yi was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this question for a while. After a while, he said, "This is a man's promise. Qing Jun is waiting."

"Oh, man." Tassel smiled, and slowly said: "Old...I would like to see how long you can keep your masculine taste in such a dead house. Listen to my instructions, and the next step is,'Great Over' bit."

As a man who has learned the formation for so long, these sixty-four hexagrams are quite familiar to his heart. Qin Yi picked up his spirit and quickly stepped out to the front left.

I just took a step, and almost fell under my feet.

Even if it is the "weakness" pointed out by the tassel, the longer this bone-chilling chill gets, the more difficult it will be. The blood veins are about to freeze, the muscles are not conscious, and even a step is difficult.

The arm cracked again, and the blood had just dripped out and turned into ice.

"Next, the'sleepy' position."

Qin Yi rushed forward, finally unable to stand up and fell to the ground.

Tassels looked at him faintly and didn't make a sound for a while.

The White Palace, reclining on the yellow incense couch, holding a mirror in his hand, which reflects Qin Yi's embarrassed figure.

The blue shirts were all condensed into white, frozen like rags hung on the body, stiff blood condensed on them, and there was a green and red intertwined color in the ice and snow.

Qin Yi in the mirror took a step to the left and fell again.

The fall was a bit heavy. He didn't get up for a long time, and he fumbled a pill from his arms and put it into his mouth, adjusting his breath slightly.

The yellow face of the fox slowly disappeared and became Cheng Cheng. She bit her lower lip unconsciously, looking at Qin Yi's appearance in the mirror, her eyes short of focus.

"Man..."

Qin Yi's body was surrounded by sacrificial fire, and it was quickly extinguished, as if in vain. But taking advantage of this, he took a big step forward, somewhat satisfied with his response, and the tassel's voice sighed faintly: "Your hand is rotten."

Qin Yi was taken aback and looked down at his left arm. It was frozen, his skin fell off, and his bones were visible.

Even if it is cold and unconscious, I can still feel a heart-wrenching pain that penetrates my bones.

He gave a "bah" and tore off the rotten cloth strips, bandaged it around, and moved on.

This kind of frostbite may become useless if it is replaced by an ordinary person, but it can still be cured for an alchemist.

The ice tree is right in front of you, how can you give up?

…………

Southern Li.

Li Qingjun let out his military uniform, and he rode his horses and spears, leading the crowd to break into the army.

The pill that Qin Yi gave her before leaving had already helped her break through her innate realm.

The cold light flashed, and the opposing general fell off his horse.

Thousands of troops swept past, and in the sound of killing, blood penetrated the earth, changing the frost and snow on the ground to red.

Li Qingjun took a close look.

It's late winter.

This is a rebellion of Donghua Zi Yu Dang. From discovering clues to organizing the rebellion, she was operating from beginning to end.

Li Qingjun knew that during this cold winter, the Western Famine was also not in conjunction with the great expedition, and the day of the confrontation between the two countries was mostly in the beginning of spring. If there were rebels stabbing a knife at that time, everything would be gone.

Fortunately, he found out in time, Li Qingjun mobilized the imperial army, Ma Tashan Camp, thunderbolt eliminated this trouble.

The important task of family and country is to let an innocent girl who only dreams grow up like flying. Looking back on the past, Li Qingjun doesn't even know what he used to live for.

Qin Yi has left for more than a month, and Li Qingjun sometimes wonders if Qin Yi returns, will he not recognize himself.

Or think of yourself as a female version of Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin even gave her a jade pendant, with colorful soft lights shining around her waist.

Now the soldiers look at her as if they were looking at Li Qinglin.

There is almost no difference...

The only difference is that she does not need to face a Donghuazi.

Leading the crowd to a triumphant victory, Li Qingjun gave the lieutenant the task of finishing and memorizing merits, and went back to Qin Yi's mansion by himself, and entered the courtyard where Qin Yi originally lived with some fatigue.

The armor is not taken off, and there are still blood stains. And her eyes had changed from being solemn to gentle, stroking the wine gourd that Qin Yi had used, not knowing what she was thinking.

Minghe's voice came from behind: "I heard people say that your brother hasn't come to court for another seven days, in this period of rebellion."

Li Qingjun didn't turn his head back: "Do you care about this ‘common thing’ too?"

The word "vulgarity" is heavily bitten and the irony is obvious. If Minghe didn't hear it, he said lightly: "Someone is guessing when you will usurp the throne and become independent."

"Why should I usurp the throne?" Li Qingjun finally turned around: "I want to wait for Qin Yi to come back."

Minghe slowly said: "If Qin Yi does not return, then Li Qinglin will never be able to count on it. You don't want to support this Nanli by yourself?"

Li Qingjun said flatly: "He will come back, I believe."