"I want to use the Ice Soul Zanpakura from Gui Pavilion."

Jiang Qingxian's full of breath still echoed over the quiet Ice and Snow Pavilion.

Correspondingly, are the fluctuations of spiritual energy rising from the elders of the Ice and Snow Pavilion and countless disciples around.

The Ice Soul Zanpakura is a powerful weapon in the Ice and Snow Pavilion. It has saved the Ice Soul Zanpakura from crisis countless times. Thousands of years have passed, and the Ice Soul Zanpakura is far from being as simple as a weapon, and it is the belief in the hearts of countless disciples of the Ice and Snow Pavilion.

Therefore, it will not be given out until the sect’s life and death is at all, let alone borrowing it from others.

Such words are like a declaration of war when the disciples of the Ice and Snow Pavilion are heard.

"People, I now suspect that this person is a thief who pretends to be a saint in the Flower Immortal Palace and wants to provoke the relationship between the two sects." An elder said in a deep voice.

As the saint of the Flower Immortal Palace, it is impossible not to know this kind of taboo.

Leng Wenxing, the head of the Ice and Snow Pavilion, raised his hand, and the stout elder immediately stopped.

"If you don't have this skin, you're already a corpse."

Leng Wenxing was holding her voice down.

He was very upset recently. On the surface, he was in seclusion by the nine levels of Monk Lu Ji and practicing in seclusion.

In fact, his decades-long Ice Demon disease has recently begun to deteriorate rapidly, causing him to go into seclusion and suppress it.

Because once it completely deteriorates into the body of the ice demon, he will no longer be Leng Wenxing but a bloodthirsty beast without emotions. Cultivators Haoyue usually face these cultivators with ice demon symptoms, and will attack and kill them in advance to prevent disasters.

In order to cover up the ice demon disease, Leng Wenxing has been careful in everything he has done in recent years, and is walking on thin ice.

He hasn't even taken action once in the last twenty years.

"Master, let me kill this demon who pretends to be Saint Jiang."

A young man with a temperament somewhat similar to Leng Wenxing stood up in the crowd.

Leng Wenxing looked at the young man and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

This is his most proud disciple and his adopted son.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to take over the Ice and Snow Pavilion after abdicating himself for another hundred and eighty years.

Even if his Ice Demon's disease could not be suppressed, he believed that his beloved disciple could successfully get the Ice and Snow Pavilion through the difficulties.

"No, I want to hear what he wants my Ice Soul Zanpakura from Ice Snow Pavilion to do."

The crowd turned their attention to Jiang Qingxian again.

“This…can’t be said.”

Jiang Qingxian was full of complexity. Such a major event was related to the life and death of his master. If someone in the Ice and Snow Pavilion deliberately made things difficult for him, it would probably make his master completely lose his vitality.

And if you say it in public, the Lord of the Ice and Snow Pavilion will instantly become the target of public criticism.

"Please move, please let me know the truth."

“Hahahahaha…”

"Hehehe..."

Countless disciples laughed out loud around them.

This thief actually dared to come to his Ice and Snow Pavilion to cause trouble without even having a reasonable reason.

The next moment, these laughters turned into anger, causing the surrounding temperature to continue to drop sharply.

Leng Wenxing's face also completely sunk.

Borrow one step?

Speak alone?

A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. Why did this man dare to speak loudly in front of his Ice and Snow Pavilion?

Could it be that my ice demon disease was known to the person in front of me?

Leng Wenxing's heart skipped a beat, and then there was an endless murderous intent.

If this guy wants to use this to threaten himself, that would be too stupid.

He didn't want any accident to appear. The next moment, Leng Wenxing burst out without warning, and the ice and snow were frenzy, completely surrounding the two of them, and even used spiritual energy to isolate their voices and vision just in case.

"I have a way to cure the Ice Demon disease!"

Jiang Qingxian roared. She didn't expect that the Leng Pavilion Master was so radical and did not notice the hidden meaning of her.

The fingers with sharp ice blades were barely stopped on Jiang Qingxian's throat. If they were slower, Jiang Qingxian would die on the spot.

"What did you just say?"

Leng Wenxing's voice trembled a little.

Since he suffered from the ice demon disease, he has traveled to countless famous mountains and rivers to visit miraculous doctors to inquire about classics, but has found nothing.

In Haoyue's history, there has never been an example of a demonic person getting rid of the spell.

"I can help Lord Leng get rid of the Ice Demon disease."

Jiang Qingxian is full of confidence. She now has blind confidence in Su Changsheng's ability.

"What's the solution?!"

Leng Wenxing suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

"It depends on the sincerity of the Lord Leng." Jiang Qingxian was not stupid either. If he said it now, Lord Leng went to find Mr. Su directly, wouldn't he have a waste of time?

"Hmph, then how can I believe what you said?"

Jiang Qingxian was not vague, so he took out a roll of parchment and bit his fingers to replace the ink with blood.

"I, Jiang Qingxian, swore here that if there is no way to get rid of the ice demon disease, the Tao will disappear and you will never be able to reincarnate!"

She contains spiritual energy, and opening her mouth is the most cruel vow.

Leng Wenxing's eyelids twitched wildly, and this girl was so confident.

The hope in my heart began to rise like wild weeds.

The monk made a vow and secretly led the way of heaven.

If you don’t follow, you will definitely bear the punishment of heaven.

"Okay, okay, I believe you." Leng Wenxing looked at the promise established and smiled for a long time.

"Then Master Leng also swears."

Jiang Qingxian stared at Leng Wenxing.

"I, Leng, have always been upright and speak in accordance with the rules. Who doesn't know about this Haoyue Mountain?" Leng Wenxing chuckled.

"In the world of strange ambitions, eight out of ten righteous gentlemen were fabricated."

Jiang Qingxian was so quick that she didn't dare to be careless about this matter.

Leng Wenxing's face looked a little embarrassed.

"Okay! Saint Jiang is worthy of being a proud disciple trained by the Lord of Qinglian Palace."

Leng Wenxing quickly made a vow, and his heart was far more urgent than his performance.

The deterioration and mutation of the Ice Demon disease have never been a warning. Now that hope is right in front of him, he dare not delay at all.

"Can Saint Jiang talk about the cracking method of the Ice Demon disease now?"

"It's shameful that the little girl doesn't know, but Mr. Su from Tianji Building knows. The news that you are suffering from the ice demon disease was also told by Mr. Su."

Jiang Qingxian bowed deeply to Leng Wenxing, feeling a little sorry for the Lord of the Ice and Snow Pavilion.

"Is it the senior who calculated the whereabouts of Shang Jiu?"

“That’s right.”

"Huh...I understand."

Leng Wenxing didn't care about these things at this moment. For him, it would be better to know that the ice demon disease was saved than anything else.

Ice and snow are broken.

Jiang Qingxian and Leng Wenxing smiled, the former was humble and the latter was cold and elegant.

The disciples of the Ice and Snow Pavilion looked at each other.

They remember that the Pavilion Master was just now rushing to kill someone, why is it now...

"Hurry up, get the Ice Soul Zanpakura for my Qingxian niece!"

"Sect Master, that's..."

Before an elder could finish his words, he met Leng Wenxing's murderous look with true murderous intent.

The next moment, everyone was attracted by a blue light column that soared into the sky in the distance.
Chapter completed!