Nine Cents Refining

Under the extreme northern Tianzhu, there are many icicles.

Numerous icicles like jungle giant trees support the northern pole.

The icicle break is the foundation that shakes the poles of the North, and it is also a huge threat to the mainland.

According to the records of the Wanshen Yundian, once the northern part collapses and the ice peak falls, the entire continent will flood and the sky will be flooded. At least 30% of the land will be submerged in the ocean by the melting water of the mysterious ice.

This is only the information recorded in the book.

In fact, Sun Hao knows that once the North Heavenly Pillar is destroyed, the mainland loses the balance of the four pillars, and the magical power of God can come to this world. At that time, it is really a great disaster.

After a long observation, Sun Hao could not find the cause of the problem with the icicle.

God swept to sweep away, in addition to Xuanbing breath or Xuanbing breath, in addition to ice cold or ice cold, but, among the icicles, there is a filament crack that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

Sun Hao does not know why this is.

Xia Qingyu has been down for a few months and failed to find the root of the problem. His grandson Sun Shenxiang is not a god, nor can he see through the problems at a glance.

However, Sun Hao always feels that something is wrong with it. It seems that he has neglected what he is, and seriously thinks about it, but it is difficult to find out the clues.

After a half-sound, Sun Hao said: "Rain, this crack is not regular, I can't find it, I still need to observe it carefully."

Xue Jie's eyes flashed in disappointment, and he said in his mouth: "I thought that the incense is omnipotent. There is no way to do it!"

The white elder knocked her on the brain and collapsed: "You think that the agarwood has three heads and six arms, and the eyes are discharged!"

Zhu Pang said: "You are really right, Shen Xiang is really three heads and six arms, both eyes can discharge."

Sun Hao smiled dumbly and turned to look at Xia Qingyu. He whispered: "Don't worry, you take me to the icicles that have broken."

Xia Qingyu head: "Good", his arms stretched out and flew up in the icicle jungle. Soon after, he came to a broken icicle.

This icicle couldn't stand the pressure, it had been broken, and a half of the icicles stood on the surface of the 10,000-year-old ice.

Sun Hao → ∝ → ∝ → ∝ →, m. ⊥⊙ m Hao leaned down and carefully observed the fracture, no discovery.

Open the gods and follow the icicles to the ice below, and there is no valuable discovery. In addition to the ice and cold, the ice below.

However, the roots of the icicles, under the ice, and deep down, Sun Hao found some bubbles that were not very large and were not very regular.

It is not surprising that such hollow bubbles are common among mysterious ice.

There is no foreign body inside, that is, the broken icicles, the feeling of giving Sun Hao is a natural break, as if the wheat ears are ripe, and naturally fall.

But Sun Hao can be sure that is not.

Sun Hao can even be sure that this is the means of the Mozu, and now he just did not find the reason.

The broken, icicles that are about to break are not found much.

Sun Hao thought for a moment and found an icicle with no problems at all, and observed it carefully.

The icicles without problems are crystal-clear, and they are all in one, and the gods are strong and slim. Of course, the breath is as cold as ever.

These icicles are all made by Wannian Xuanbing, and ice is inevitable.

From top to bottom, carefully explored, still no discovery.

Standing next to Sun Hao, watching Sun Hao focus on the icicles, Xia Qingyu sighed: "The icicles of the tiny, hard-to-see cracks, like roots, gradually spread, and finally formed The cobwebs destroyed the icicles, and we couldn’t find the reason for the Holy Palace.

Sun Hao’s heart moved slightly and made a gesture in his hand: “Rain, what have you just? Again?”

Xia Qingyu looked at Sun Hao and said: "I am, those cracks will be like silk, gradually spreading, forming a spider web, destroying the icicles, how? Ho, what is wrong with me?"

Sun Hao thought about it with his head in his head. He said, "Yes, rain, you are like this. I thought about it. I remember that when we smashed the ancient silkworm, we actually met a lot of ice silk. In retrospect, those The cracks in the ice and the icicles seem to be very similar."

Xia Qingyu quickly said: "It seems to be similar, but Hao Ge, ice silkworms will not be so much? And, if it is ice silkworm, it should not escape our knowledge."

"The normal ice silkworms are indeed a small number," Sun Hao said: "But rain, don't forget, the last time we killed the ancient silkworms, the number of mutant silkworms, the number is quite a lot."

Xia Qingyu stayed: "But those ice silkworms are scattered around the snow and ice gods. How can they come here? Also, even if they come, their stealing ability will not be so strong."

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Rain, are they blaming, I will know when I try."

After that, Sun Hao’s wrists rose and a huge crystal appeared in his hand.

God's knowledge into the crystal, Sun Hao's knowledge, suddenly felt like a red, scattered in the snow of Xuan Xuanbing, seeing is a piece of white.

As soon as the gods moved, Sun Hao issued a command to “crawl up” to a red one closest to himself, but what surprised Sun Hao was that his instructions were not very good. The red did move a little, but did not follow himself. The instructions climbed up, but it was swift, and there was a strong rebellion.

Sun Hao’s heart glimpsed a little, and the gods quickly swept the red part of the past.

Under the ice, in the depths of more than 30 feet, Sun Hao found a transparent bubble, but the bubble is gently creeping.

After careful observation, Sun Hao discovered the clue. The bubble is actually a mutant ice silk camouflage. This mutated ice silkworm is wrapped in a layer of very fine ice silk, which can isolate the monk's consciousness and let the monk feel. Less than the ice silk of ice silkworms.

One end of the ice wire is extending along the bubble.

Sun Hao’s gods climbed up the ice silk, but found that the ice silk was very subtle, through a bubble, connected together, extending upwards and crawling into an icicle.

Sun Hao instantly understood, and it turned out that the ice silkworm was playing a ghost in the dark.

With a pair of eyes and hands withdrawn from the ice crystals, Sun Hao said: "Rain, clear, the mutated silkworms that lived in the old town, were led to the snow and ice mountains, those cracks, those ice A masterpiece of silkworms."

Xia Qingyu stayed for a while: "But what is the benefit of eating ice and snow on the ice silkworms? Why do they do that?"

Sun Hao recalled the resistance of the ice silkworm to his own instructions. He said: "It should be a special secret technique used by the Mozu monks to give these ice silkworms instructions to eat icicles. These silkworms may not reach the goal now. Do not give up, become the real scourge of the Holy Mountain."

Xia Qingyu said: "It turned out to be the means of the Mozu, Hao Ge, found the root cause, what should we do now? How to solve these ice silkworms, how to repair the damaged icicles, once the damaged icicles are completely broken, ice and snow The sacred mountain will collapse completely."

Sun Hao’s face is heavy and heavy: “Rain, the seriousness of the problem is more than your imagination.”

Soon, Sun Hao made a few strokes on the ground, and said: "The number of ice silkworms that are not in the thousands is hidden under the mysterious ice within the depth of one hundred feet. The ice silk they spit out has already connected the entire mysterious ice. A huge cobweb, and the ones I marked, that is, the bubbles in the mysterious ice, are the ones of this cobweb, so ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the foundation of the snowy mountain has been seriously damaged. ......"

Xia Qingyu stayed for a while.

The white elders changed their face and quickly explored the gods. After a long ringing, they were strangely said: "Agarwood, how can I not find it at all?"

Sun Hao knows what to do, and Shen Xiangjian turns into a streamer, rushing under a broken icicle.

Like the insertion of tofu, Shen Xiang flew quickly, Sun Hao said: "Everyone seriously, although the normal Wannian ice can not stop my agarwood assault, but I must not be so relaxed, here Wannian Xuan Bing, has been affected by Loss, you pay attention to see, Shen Xiang, give me out..."

Shen Xiangjian Ying sounded out from Xuan Bing, above the Jianfeng, it seems to be a string of things, is constantly twisting.

But everyone's gods went to sweep, but they did not find it.

Sun Hao’s knowledge was swift, Shen Xiangjian flew to the front, and reached out, pinching, Sun Hao’s hand pinched a transparent bubble: “Look, everyone’s ice silk has been mutated quite fine, fine In the cover of the ice silk, the monk's knowledge of the detective will only treat the mutated ice silkworm as a bubble." (To be continued.)