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Chapter 147 , Atami Tracking

Zhao Feibai's consciousness was in a state of chaos. Xia Yuting's tender and cold internal force was enough to tear Zhao Feibai's internal organs to pieces. Fortunately, Zhao Feibai was holding the Chengying Sword. If he had other unspiritual weapons, Zhao Feibai would have had his internal organs ulcerated and vomited blood and died.

Chengying Sword, an ancient famous sword, was stained with countless blood on the battlefield, and the most common killing was hundreds of years ago when the King of Wudao Ran Min was in the hands of Ran Min, Wudao. What is a hero? Destroying the front and turning the lan and extreme danger. The King of Wudao is a hero and saved the Han people. Unfortunately, King of Ran was a usurper and his historical status was not very good. He could only pay the full recognition and his own opinions.

As soon as the Hu Ling came out, the whole north was full of blood and storms. In the Chengying Sword, countless souls and blood were locked. These were pure and violent forces, similar to the primitive power of the prehistoric world. They always wanted to break the sword. Chengying Sword is a Taoist sword. As a famous Taoist sword, it naturally has its own uniqueness. Chengying Sword contains the sun and moon true method, which just suppresses these violent spirits and pure powers.

The Sun and Moon True Technique was taken away by Fu Qing by chance. The spirit, soul, blood and soul in the sword lost its shackles, and only one introduction could be regained freedom. Fu Qing sucked a little in the battlefield that day, and Zhao Feibai accidentally led his own blood to the point, so that most of the blood and soul power of the Chengying Sword was integrated with him. The spirit that had been suppressed for thousands of years finally found the outlet of catharsis and rushed into Zhao Feibai's body. This was the trace of cold protection air that Zhao Feibai felt.

Zhao Feibai thought he was protecting his body and cold air. In fact, it was not. For thousands of years, Chengying Sword has killed countless spirits. These spirits can be kept in the sword. All the evil spirits that were extremely evil during their lifetime were left behind. After all, the spirits are spirits. They do not have their own thoughts, but they only exist by instinct. They fill Zhao Feibai's internal organs, and they can't bear it. Once they occupy Zhao Feibai's body, Zhao Feibai's mind will be disorganized at the least, and will explode and die at the worst. It is not what he thinks.

The Chengying Sword has returned to its newly forged state. The thousands of years of spirits on the sword body have been obtained by Zhao Feibai, which is also Zhao Feibai's fate is strong enough. If Zhao Feibai knows the reason, he must give a great gift to Xia Yuting when he wakes up.

Xia Yuting's two palms were all in an effort to neutralize the most manic part of the spirit, and it was the first to move. The force of Xia Yuting's smoothie palm, this violent true energy, was about to destroy the host, and let the souls scatter. Instinctively, naturally, these spirits began to repair. From the moment Xia Yuting's true energy entered the body, the two sides fought.

After all, the spirit has been suppressed for hundreds or even thousands of years, and all the movements are all based on instinct. Xia Yuting's decades of cultivation are not blown away. The Qin Shangyuan was second only to Eunuch Cao's masters. The power and violent degree of the tyranny were not lower than those suppressed spirits. There were even more. The ones who moved first and the most violent, in the contest, turned into ice with Zhao Feibai's blood and were vomited out by Zhao Feibai.

It can be said that only pure energy is left in Zhao Feibai's body. The repair and absorption in the body are the reason for the heat. The impurities in the internal organs are sprayed out with a mouthful of old blood, completing the transformation that martial arts people have always dreamed of. The true energy goes from acquired to innate, and there is no barrier to future cultivation. As Fu Qing said, when his own heat melts the two ice palm marks, it is when Zhao Feibai is reborn.

In the Hanbing Palm, there was a lot of energy. Lu Yan carried Zhao Feibai. He felt that it was a piece of burnt red charcoal, and then he felt that it was a piece of thousand-year-old ice. His body temperature could not be changed. Lu Yan noticed that every time he changed, the palm print on Zhao Feibai's chest was smaller. After the palm print was reduced a whole circle, Lu Yan finally took down the Chengying Sword from Zhao Feibai's hand and also took down two letters.

"What's the letter? I'm so tightly." Lu Yan complained that he couldn't see clearly even when it was dark, so he stuffed it into his bag. When Lu Yan once again took off Zhao Fei's white clothes and looked at the size of his palm print, he couldn't stand it anymore. "Don't always take off his clothes. Just look at them once or twice. Every time they get warm, you have to look at them."

Lu Yan scratched his head, "Don't I care about him? Fortunately, there is this furnace that is not effective at the moment, otherwise we would have to freeze to death in this wilderness."

Fu Qing also relied on Zhao Feibai, who was emitting heat. "I can only hope that his palm print will melt slowly. If it is melted and the body temperature returns to normal, we have not yet walked out of this mountain, then it will be over."

"Young Master, don't worry. When Zaoye arrives at Rehai, there are only two big hills. After walking through the valley just now, there is only one hill left. Go out of this valley and go downhill along the river. You should not be there in a short time."

Fu Qing looked at the mountain, pointed to the pass and said, "We seem to have been here on this road. The weather is good. After three days, the mountains are covered with ice and snow, and it is still fast to ski. If you climb this mountain, the snow will be relatively flat in the future."

Lu Yan put down Zhao Feibai, picked up the Chengying Sword, and cut down the tree. "What the young marshal said was that last year, he took the Euphorbia team to the base and took this path. I'll make us a snowboard."

"Stop making a snowboard, get a big sled. Look at how Zhao is like this, you plan to carry it all the way."

Lu Yan scratched his head, "It's right, I'll make a big sled."

The three of them climbed over the hill and started skiing. The sun was hazy and cloudy. The fish belly white in the east was not visible. Xia Yuting led his people to the bottom of the cliff. The strong winds all night, and the traces left by the few people had long disappeared. Xia Yuting jumped in anger, and the soldiers dug three feet of snow, insisting on finding the buried Zhao Feibai.

The base in Rehai was already empty, and Fu Qing arranged for Mo Yibai to take the team to the pass, ready for emergency needs. He could not have imagined that Fu Rui was so cruel, and he did not care about the morale of the Northwest Army at all. He killed his father and blamed the Sheng family. The soldiers in the Northwest must not be convinced by the Sheng family. They sent a close confidant to be a good person. They not only gathered military power, but also attacked the relatives of the outside world. Sure enough, they made a clever plan.

Fu Qing admired this cheap brother in his heart. He pushed open the door of Rehai's kitchen. Lu Yan set up a fire in the middle of the house, set up a big pot, dip some hot water, and wiped the ice palm prints on Zhao Feibai's chest. There is a saying that sometimes you have to have it. Don't force it in your destiny. Zhao Feibai got great benefits from the Chengying Sword and did not absorb it. If it weren't for Lu Yan's eagerness to save people, Zhao Feibai would use the energy circulating in his body to dissolve the two palm prints. This sufficient amount of pure power would merge all of Zhao Feibai. Unfortunately, Lu Yan used external forces to use external forces to remove some of the adventures that were rare in thousands of years. Everything was too much. The benefits Zhao Feibai had already obtained were enough to look down on the world.

Seeing Fu Qing come in, Lu Yan stopped the action and said, "Young Marshal, the inspection is over. Let's have hot pot. There is no good food in this snowy place."

Fu Qing noticed that there were extremely thin dried meat, buns, and even a fat fish on the chopping board next to it, "Where did you get the fish? And, this bun is used to eat?"

Lu Yan smiled embarrassedly, "Young Marshal, don't be particular. We are running away now. Let's talk about buns, even steamed buns, I have followed my brother to make fun of them before."

Fu Qing raised his foot and walked to the haystack next to him, sat down, and smiled, "If you want to smear the buns, just smear the buns."

"By the way, I took two letters from Xiaozi Zhao last night."

"What letter" is paid and asked.

Lu Yan took out the letter from the package and handed it to Fu Qing. Fu Qing shook it open and looked, "Brother Sheng Peng opened his heart, and my brother Cheng Yi worshipped me." After reading the first sentence, Fu Qing's heart was filled with an indescribable feeling, and he dared not continue reading. "Uncle Zhao's friendship is indeed wide, and even the people in the Sheng family know each other." He unconsciously brought ridicule as he spoke.

Calm down, be calm, Uncle Zhao is not that kind of person. Fu Qing forced himself to calm down, looked down, looked down, and continued to read, his eyebrows froze up. After reading the letter, he felt as if he was thundered and was stunned again.

(End of this chapter)
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