Chapter 523 Return

In an extremely cold place, in an extremely cold crack.

In the cave, Xiao Yi leaned against the ice coffin, staring blankly, his eyes empty.

He didn't know how long he could stay in this motionless state.

All I know is that his eyes are bloodshot.

Suddenly, there was a loud click.

It turned out that the cold crystal ice coffin was too heavy and crushed some fragile bones on the ground that had been there for a long time.

The sound instantly broke Xiao Yi's sluggishness and contemplation.

Xiao Yi, with quick eyesight and quick hands, quickly supported the tilted ice coffin.

After setting the ice coffin firmly, Xiao Yi stood up anxiously and looked at the old man in the ice coffin.

The old man was not affected at all.

"Ha." Xiao Yi laughed miserably, "Why, you're asleep, do you still want to remind me?"

"Don't worry, I won't be that fragile."

The old man fell asleep and did not answer.

But Xiao Yi still talked to the old man without thinking about himself.

"You don't need to remind me, I know I shouldn't stay here in a daze."

"I also know very well that being in a daze here will not help anything."

The old man never answered, but there was a smile of satisfaction and comfort on his unruly face.

This smile was the old man's last expression before going to sleep, and it was naturally fixed.

I still remember when Xiao Yi held him.

Xiao Yi assured him that he had a trump card to escape, so he didn't have to worry.

He smiled and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Even though he knew that Xiao Yi actually had a trump card, he still did not regret his full-strength palm that sent Xiao Yi flying.

He knew very well that with Xiao Yi's cultivation at that time, if he used those trump cards that could compete with King Yanwu, the price would be far beyond what Xiao Yi could bear.

He would rather Xiao Yi didn't have to.

Xiao Yi smiled miserably, then suddenly smiled lightly, and placed his palm gently on Yi Lao's chest.

There, there was originally a hideous wound with burning marks.

Now, it has been restored.

Xiao Yi's hand gradually touched Yi Lao's face.

That satisfied and reassured smile is Xiao Yi's greatest comfort today.

"Go to sleep, it's okay, it's okay to sleep." Xiao Yi chuckled to himself.

In Xiao Yi's opinion, Yi Lao was just asleep.

In this life, Yi Lao has been practicing the art of swordsmanship, but he has been uncomfortable for a long time.

The family was destroyed, and the person behind the scenes was actually his disciple whom he regarded as his own son.

The sect he always respected, but no one helped him.

God knows how much discomfort he felt when he left sadly.

Xiao Yi looked at Yi Lao and suddenly felt a little relaxed.

For Yi Lao, maybe it would be more comfortable to sleep like this.

"After all, there are so many bastards out there that will make you upset."

"There are so many things that make you uncomfortable."

"Out of sight, out of mind, if you sleep, you will feel relaxed, so you should rest."

Xiao Yi muttered to himself, his smiling expression suddenly turned cold.

"Leave those bastards outside to me."

"When I finish cooking, you should have had enough rest, and I will come back to wake you up."

Xiao Yi retracted his hands, and then sat down by himself.

He did not meditate again, but practiced the 'Soul Thought Technique'.

A day later, he stood up again.

In one day, his understanding of the 'Soul Thought Technique' became more thorough.

I am also more familiar with the soul master's methods.

There is also a lot of soul power stored in the martial soul within the body.

"Ning." Xiao Yi shouted lowly.

Outside the cave, the ice storm and strong winds within a kilometer swept away in an instant.

He seemed to be doing something.

After several hours, he stopped moving.

He was sweating profusely, but he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

Then, he turned around, bowed heavily and saluted the ice coffin.

Then, the figure flashed and completely left the cave.

He didn't take away the ice coffin.

He chose to leave Yi Lao in the cave.

The cold crystal ice coffin can protect Yi's old body from decay for thousands of years.

Inside the cave, the aura of the marrow of ice is always overflowing.

There is also the Extreme Ice Holy Lotus that must be thousands of years old.

The Holy Ice Lotus has the miraculous effect of nourishing the soul and nourishing the soul.

There is also the Bingxin Holy Fruit. Although it is ineffective, the vitality inside is not wasted.

Instead, he was forcibly imprisoned in the cave by Xiao Yi.

With these things around, Yi Lao's 'sleeping' body would never miss a beat.

On the contrary, under these multiple divine objects, miracles may happen but not necessarily.

The most important thing is that Xiao Yi doesn't know what his future path will be like and what dangers it will contain.

He was afraid something would go wrong.

Putting it in a hole is safer.

In addition, he has changed the ice storm outside the cave.

Originally, the location of the 'eye of the wind' would suck warriors who fell into the extremely cold crack into it.

But now, 'suction' has been changed to 'thrust'.

After all, those ice storms and strong winds are already ownerless things. It is not difficult for Xiao Yi to change them.

In the future, even if another 'unlucky guy' falls into the extremely cold crack, he will not be sucked into the hole.

Instead, they will be forcibly ‘pushed away’.

With the intensity of the ice storm's wind in the 'Eye of the Storm', no one can even think of entering.

Unless this person has the skills of a soul master.

Of course, the profession of soul master has been lost for countless years.

Therefore, Xiao Yi was not worried and could leave with peace of mind.

Above the extremely cold crack, Xiao Yi flew into the sky.

After a while, he still stopped and looked down, somewhat reluctantly.

"Wait for me, I will definitely come back to wake you up."

Xiao Yi muttered to himself and promised.

After saying that, the figure flashed and completely left the extreme cold crack.

After today, he may not mention this matter again.

This matter will be buried deep in his heart, and he will eventually find a way.

If there is no other way to go to the end of the earth, then go to the end of the sky.
To be continued...