Chapter 876 Impress Frost Snow

The three gobbled it up and had a full breakfast on the snow.

Without wiping his mouth, Jian Nanchun stared at Junior Brother Lin covetously, which is bound to make him show off his "Water Mirror Tracking Technique".

"Pin the mother and child to me."

Yi Lin stretched out her hand to Jian Nanchun, and asked Jian Nanchun for the wooden nail.

Don't think he didn't see it, Jian Nanchun secretly hid the split nails he threw on the snow.

Although Jian Nanchun was reluctant to give up, he also understood at this moment that the split mother-in-law nails have no special purpose, except for nostalgia.

"Drip, drip, drip—"

Yi Lin rubbed her palm together, covered it with snow water, and then cast the "Water Mirror Tracking Technique".

On the day they parted at the shore of the East China Sea, Yi Lin took advantage of Chao Rushuang's inattention and activated [Like a Shadow] to leave a mark on Chao Rushuang's clothes.

Because Yi Lin discovered one thing, most of the clothes of high-level monks are magic weapons. In addition to being able to prevent dust, fire, theft, and detachment, they can also defend and have many functions. They can be called a portable magic weapon. Easily replaced.

Look how long Jian Nanchun has been wearing this white dress.

Brother Chun never changed his clothes. After taking a bath, he performed a "cleaning technique" on the baby's white clothes, and the clothes were as clean as new.

Unless Chao Rushuang's clothes were taken off, Yi Lin would be able to track Chao Rushuang's real-time location.

"Sister Chao is about this direction."

Yi Lin looked at the two dots of light, one red and one green, on the radar, pointing to the northwest. He closed his eyes again, feeling the connection between the son and mother, and then frowned: "The son is in the north."

Jian Nanchun was taken aback.

Yi Lin didn't hold back, and came to a conclusion: "Sure enough, Chao Rushuang avoided us on purpose, fearing that we would track her whereabouts. After breaking the nail, she went to another place."

Xia Xiaoman looked at the dots of light on the water mirror, and held his chin in thought: "Senior sister, she didn't go to Qingdu."

"Why?"

Jian Nanchun couldn't figure it out either.

Or, dare not think.

Yi Lin silently put away the water mirror, and the smooth water mirror turned into snow water again and fell into the snow.

"Let's go, we won't know until we go."

Chao Rushuang voluntarily applies to go down the mountain every year, which is not justified at all. Jian Nanchun knew Chao Rushuang's life experience, and he was also a hard-working person. It is said that when Chao Rushuang was young, the whole family was robbed by robbers, seeking wealth and killing them. Perhaps it was because of this childhood experience that Chao Rushuang formed such a cold personality that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Here comes the problem:

She has neither cares nor relatives in the secular world. She goes down the mountain every year, rain or shine, for what?

Are you really that active?

And Jian Nanchun said again, Chao Rushuang is a ruthless person who is obsessed with cultivation, she can even retreat for a whole year at the longest, and she didn't take the initiative to leave the seclusion until the twelfth lunar month.

This doesn't fit her personality.

Jian Nanchun was worried, afraid that something might happen to Chao Rushuang.

Yi Lin covered the bonfire, and watched her junior sister prepare to walk with him on the back of the skateboard without his consent, Yi Lin frowned: "You better not come up, don't you know how heavy you are?"

"ah???"

Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

Brother Lin, are you speaking human words?

Jian Nanchun saw that the two were quarreling again, and he didn't want to waste time here, so he took the initiative to smooth things over: "Junior brother Lin suffered a catastrophe and was forced to re-cultivate. Now his cultivation level is still low, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear the weight of junior sister... ...Wait, Junior Brother Lin, how can you resist... Banban?"

Jian Nanchun wanted to say "Yu Jian" habitually, but he looked down at the jet skateboard in the shape of a "little angel", and swallowed the word "Sword" abruptly.

"It's not important." Yi Lin buried her head in the storage space for a long time, trying to get rid of all kinds of food, props, and magic weapons in her mind. Finally, in a stack of handmade wooden flying swords,

I found a trembling "Frost Snow Sword" that was deliberately hiding in a corner.

Yo, dare to hide?

Yi Lin smiled, and grabbed the Shuangxue Sword, a small snow-white sword as thick as a toothpick, dashed left and right in Yi Lin's palm, as if she wanted to run, but she couldn't get away from the big devil's Wuzhi Mountain.

"It's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. It's better to sit on yourself than to sit on someone's flying sword. Here, I picked it up by accident, here it is~"

The moment the Frost Snow Sword appeared, the temperature around the three of them dropped sharply, and there were a lot of ice scum on Jian Nanchun and Xia Xiaoman's hair.

Jian Nanchun circulated his true energy to resist the cold, while staring straight at the flying sword in Yi Lin's palm: "What! It's actually a flying sword with aura inside!"

Brother Chun is indeed the second child of Wannian in Discipline Mountain, and he saw the clue at a glance: "Where did you pick it up?"

The implication seems to be, my good junior brother, you tell me the location quickly, and the senior brother will also pick up a few.

"By the road," Yi Lin ignored Jian Nanchun who was eager to make a fortune, and held the Frost Snow Sword to Xia Xiaoman: "Try and see if you can tame this guy."

Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

Her attention was instantly attracted by the small sword in Yi Lin's palm.

Women like beautiful and delicate things, and the shape of Shuangxue Sword is obviously in line with the princess's aesthetics, so she fell in love with it immediately.

She just felt dry mouth: "Brother, this is... for me? How about you?"

Xia Xiaoman knew that Senior Brother Lin didn't have a flying sword, otherwise he wouldn't be flying around on his handmade "jet skateboard".

"Me?" Yi Lin would not tell the two that there was a big sword floating in his chest, he could only explain this: "I despise it."

As soon as Yi Lin finished speaking, the sword spirit in the Frost Snow Sword seemed to be even more angry, bursts of frost burst out from Yi Lin's palm, instantly freezing Yi Lin's palm into blue-purple.

"It's absolutely impossible," Jian Nanchun came back to his senses, seeing that Xia Xiaoman didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and was about to put his hand on it, and hurriedly stopped him: "Junior Sister Xia, according to common sense, at least the monks in the foundation building stage have the chance to get the aura fly The recognition of the sword, with Junior Sister Xia's cultivation, I'm afraid she will be devoured by the flying sword."

"No." Yi Lin shook her head confidently: "I said, I have a lot of experience in taming one."

When Jian Nanchun heard it, he was angry and funny, and thought to himself, are you tame? Do you feed them like this in normal taming? Besides, Feijian is not a spirit beast, can it eat?

Nonsense!

"It's okay, Senior Brother Jian, I believe Senior Brother Lin won't harm me." Although he didn't know what Yi Lin was planning, Xia Xiaoman looked up at Yi Lin's confident smile of "as if someone was going to be unlucky", subconsciously Believe it. So Xia Xiaoman ignored the obstruction, circulated the aura vortex in his dantian, and stretched out his catkin towards the violent Frost Snow Sword.

"Stand back!"

After sending Shuangxue Sword away, Yi Lin stretched out her hand to block Jian Nanchun's face. Jian Nanchun understood, and the two stepped back ten steps quickly.

After the Frost Snow Sword was out of Yi Lin's control, the body of the sword soared to three feet long, and the blade was narrow and thin, making it look like a "stab sword" to Yi Lin. At this moment, the Frost Snow Sword that had regained its real body was just held by Xia Xiaoman, when a burst of bitter chill suddenly burst out, freezing Xia Xiaoman into an ice sculpture in an instant.

The two senior brothers also watched helplessly as the little junior sister was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Not good! This flying sword cannot be tamed by my junior sister's weak cultivation! Let me do it!"

Jian Nanchun was about to roll up his sleeves.

"Don't worry, don't I still have me! Senior Chenbei also taught me a secret technique called 'blessing technique', let me pray for my junior sister and help her... Pain!"

Yi Lin said "Pray for blessings" on her lips, and then used her backhand to firmly lock the Frost Snow Sword with her eyes, and activated [Catastrophe Haunting].

The Frost Snow Sword, which had just frozen Xia Xiaoman's weak baby into an ice sculpture, was proudly straightening the sword, but suddenly, the flying sword trembled, and the straight sword bent.

[Disaster-ridden] Who said it can only be released on creatures?

The attribute description clearly states: "It can make a single target within the line of sight fall into a random negative state."

Is there a problem with seeing the flying sword as a "skill target"?

No problem at all!

Yi Lin has already figured out Xileyuan's set of word games.

However, seeing Fei Jian first straight and then bent, Yi Lin couldn't assess what kind of negative state Xiao Jian'er fell into. After all, there is still a certain difference between a person and a sword.

"pain!"

Second shot.

Frost Snow Sword trembled.

"pain!"

Third shot.

The Frost Snow Sword trembled more violently, the sword body convulsed, and the tip of the sword desperately sprayed out ice slag.

"pain!"

Fourth shot.

The ice slag sprayed more and faster, almost congealing into a continuous icicle, as if someone peed in the ice and snow, and the parabola was frozen.

Yi Lin's current psionic energy can withstand wanton squandering. After ten shots in a row, only 1200 psionic energy was consumed. Not long ago, the Frost Snow Sword, which was still holding its proud tip high, ate ten rounds of [Disaster Riding] in a row. At this moment, it could only lie flat on the snow, motionless, with small ice scum squeezed out of the sword tip from time to time , looked particularly miserable.

Jian Nanchun watched Yi Lin "pray for blessings", feeling something was wrong. But the effect was still there. Following Fei Jian's brutal beating, the frost on Xia Xiaoman's body melted quickly, and Xia Xiaoman soon recovered, trembling with his arms folded.

Yi Lin stepped forward, squatted beside Frost Snow Sword, and tapped twice on the hilt of the sword: "As a human being, I am very magnanimous. Let me choose for you. Choose a master, me... or her?"

The tip of the sword quickly pointed at Xia Xiaoman who looked confused and didn't know what happened, for fear that Yi Lin might misunderstand.

"Look, it's all right." Yi Lin clapped her hands calmly, stood up, and said to her junior sister, "Let's admit the Lord with blood."

In this way, the junior sister, with her cultivation base in the Qi training period, would like to mention a Lingyun flying sword, which is gratifying and congratulatory. I really don't want to be a disaster