This was originally a very risky rescue operation.

At least that's true for Ding Xing.

However, after arriving at the destination, after meeting with more than ten disciples of the Huyan family, Ding Xing found that the situation had changed significantly.

These disciples were not worried. They said they were tracking the iceberg, but in fact they all seemed to be on an outing.

"The two uncles are here to reinforce? Thank you for your hard work, the iceberg will soon be in the bottom of the river. Please ask the two uncles to enter the mountain quickly. If it is too late, you may not be able to get any decent treasures!"

Ding Xing and Muyelie looked at each other, and they were a little confused about the meaning of this sentence.

Muye Lie casually said: "A few brothers, I'm going to save people, not to divide treasures!"

All these disciples laughed: "You may not know that Uncle Master. Just now, Aunt Fu from my family came here together with Uncle Master Wu. The demon cultivator will definitely be killed by them, and no one will be left."

"Originally, there were a few uncles and uncles from Xianzhuang like you, but they were not sure about the demon cultivators in the iceberg, so they did not dare to act rashly for the time being. They kept track of the iceberg. After Aunt Fu and Uncle Fu arrived, they immediately followed the iceberg."

They called "Aunt Fu" and "Uncle Uncle Angry", and did not call the full name. Dante Xing and Muyelie knew who they were talking about.

Among the disciples of the Xuanfei stage of the Qiongtai Sect, Wen Nu of the Wen family and Hu Yanfu of the Hu Yan family have been with the great ancestor Wen Daofan and the third ancestor Hu Yan Xuanyi since childhood. Now they have the cultivation level of the late Xuanfei stage. They are almost certain to enter the Golden Pill. They are the two most famous descendants in the sect and are also recognized as the strongest supernatural powers.

It is a sure thing for these two true masters to personally rescue Yi Jicai and others.

It is precisely because the disciples of the Huyan family who have absolute confidence in the two that they act so easily.

Ding Xing and Muyelie were originally worried that the demon cultivator was powerful. When they heard that the anger and Hu Yanfu were at the forefront, the rescue mission would become a treasure-picking mission, and the iceberg was completely worth exploring.

Now he took out the mountain-locking spirit talisman, threw it over the Mohe River, turned into a spiritual light and pierced into one of the icebergs. This mountain was where Yi Jicai and others were trapped. Ding Xing and Mu Yelie rushed to the top of the mountain, fell and disappeared into the mountain.

After entering the mountain.

The two were photographed into a strange space.

This is a dense bamboo forest. They are standing on the trail in the forest, looking around curiously.

The bamboo is pitch black all over. It is an unknown variety of ink bamboo, planted on a flat paper ground.

Ding Xing squatted down and touched the ground. Except for a layer of dust, he could not touch a trace of soil: "The ground we were stepping on was a piece of cardboard!"

"Paper?" Muyelie widened his eyes, always feeling that the environment here was unreal at all. There was no wind or sound in this ink bamboo forest, and it was quiet and it was simply a dead area: "How can spiritual bamboo grow on paper?"

Ding Xing’s own inference: “It’s not natural! These bamboos have the same appearance and the spacing is similar. They are arranged so neatly that they should be crafting the ink instruments in paper!”

His tone was quite certain.

Suddenly, he slapped Mo Zhu next to him, and dense runes appeared on the bamboo body. Since there were any remaining Wenban, it means that Mo Zhu was a tool made by man.

When Mu Yelie saw this, he suddenly realized that Ding Xing was knowledgeable. He saw the details of the bamboo forest at a glance, and he did not independently regard Ding Xing as the backbone of this operation: "Junior Brother Ding, what should we do next? The bamboo forest is quite vast. I have dispersed my spiritual thoughts and couldn't explore the end at all. I don't know where my sister and brother-in-law are trapped!"

Ding Xing then stood up, raised his hand and pointed: "Let's fly to the forest and look at it, and there should be new discoveries."

The ink bamboos nearby are more than ten feet high, and the bamboo leaves are connected together, covering the sky, causing a little dimness in the forest. However, when Ding Xing and Mu Yelie flew to the forest, the environment suddenly became clear.

They looked around and looked into the distance, all of which were shocked and gloomy.

Muyelie couldn't help but sigh: "My God, this iceberg space is like a pair of Pang Guang scrolls! The Moyu Sect in the past is worthy of being the Hidden World Sect, and the magical powers of ancient monks are really incredible!"

He couldn't help but yearn for it. As a weapon refiner, when he observed strange treasures beyond his imagination, he would inevitably feel excited.

Ding Xing was thinking that this scroll was not opened separately by Moyumen. It must have been a contribution from the paper school, which can be proved by paper, and scroll-like treasures are often made of spiritual paper.

He looked up and saw a pale and vast sky, with cracked cracks everywhere in the sky. This is the reason why the non-ban system failed. The monks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait entered and exited the space, and these cracks were a must-pass way.

On the earth, a towering scroll with a diameter of dozens of miles was spread out. Ding Xing and the others were at the corner at one end of the scroll. They were entrenched in the bamboo, like two ink leaves, and their figures seemed inconspicuous in the scroll.

Looking forward, I couldn't see the end of the other end of the scroll. The length of this scroll was at least a hundred miles, exceeding their detection range.

However, their eyes passed through this ink bamboo forest and could see a row of hazy traces of palaces. Moving in this direction, perhaps they could find fellow disciples of the Qiongtai Sect who were lost.

Muyelie pointed to the hall shadow: "The four corners of this scroll are full of ink bamboos, but there is a cave in the center. My sister and brother-in-law should be trapped in the center of the painting. Brother Ding, let's go over and take a look?"

"Wait for a while." Ding Xingfei flew away from the bamboo and flew for more than ten miles. Suddenly, he swung his cuffs and shot a white light. After landing, he turned into a light door. After only a moment of flashing, the light door disappeared.

Ding Xing secretly put a Yuezhimen door here. Since Yi Jicai and others were trapped in this scroll, Ding Xing must have a backhand. If he is on the adventure later, if he is not lucky enough to be trapped, then Yuezhimen door will be the last life-saving straw.

The so-called "leave a back door" and be prepared for any trouble.

Muyelie couldn't see through Ding Xing's intentions, but he didn't ask much. Ding Xing was invited to rescue this time, and he didn't know what secret treasures there were in this space. Ding Xing's actions must be for the success of his actions, and he would give Ding Xing sufficient trust.

In this way, the two of them identified the direction of the palace shadow and flew over.

When they crossed this ink bamboo forest, the environment ahead was empty, but they did not land on the ground. Below was a mirror-like ink lake. Only after crossing this lake could they reach the palace building they had observed earlier.

The environment in this place was strange everywhere, and the two of them were careful along the way, "Huh? Brother Ding, look, there is a corpse floating in the lake!"

Ding Xing had already seen the location of the corpse, and was lying on the lake. He was not a disciple of the seventh sect of Weiguo, but he didn't look like a demon cultivator. Ding Xing guessed casually: "It was probably a wild cultivator who broke in and wanted to sneak into the bottom of the lake to find treasure, but died in the lake."

The main force behind the Tanmo River was the seventh sect of Weiguo and the monks of the Demon Realm, but a large number of casual cultivators came to hear the news and tried to get a share of the pie.
Chapter completed!