Main text Chapter 566: The Pitch-Dark Ice Palace

Main text Chapter 566: The Pitch-Dark Ice Palace

After carrying two buckets of hot water from the kitchen, Miao Yi went to the door of the small house on the rooftop as part of his daily routine and knocked on the door, "Boss lady!"

The boss lady said lazily from inside, "Come in!"

The bolt jumped open, Miao Yi pushed the door open, glanced at the couch, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The woman on the couch deliberately posed in a provocative posture and lay there.

He knew very well that the boss lady was actually practicing diligently. She must have been sitting cross-legged before he came, and she was in this posture as soon as he came in. It was obvious that she was playing a trick on him, deliberately watching his embarrassing appearance of being able to look but not eat.

He put down the two buckets of water, dragged out the bathtub, and poured buckets of water into it.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits and his eyes were not as bright as usual, the landlady knew what he was thinking, so she put away her coquettish look, went down to the door and glanced outside, then turned around and hugged Miao Yi's waist, saying softly and comfortingly: "Don't rush this matter. When it's time to break through, it will happen naturally. Breakthrough is a matter of time. Besides, breaking through late is not a bad thing. The longer it accumulates, the stronger the rebound will be, the deeper the source of the law will be, and the more powerful the magic power will be, and the endurance will be longer."

Miao Yi patted the hand hugging his abdomen, "You wash it, I'm going out. Going out late will make people suspicious."

The landlady lay on his back and shook her head, saying: "Hug me again. It's okay to go out a little late occasionally. This landlady has something to tell the guys. What's wrong?"

Miao Yi chuckled: "Oh! Landlady, don't you dislike sneaking around?"

The landlady laughed behind him: "This is not sneaking around."

Miao Yi said with a click of the tongue: "Then go out and hug me and try."

"I'll wait for you to hug me out openly." The landlady whispered tenderly.

"Since it's not sneaking around..." Miao Yi suddenly pulled her hands apart, turned around and hugged her, sniffing her charming body fragrance, and was about to kiss her, but she burst out a surge of magic power and shook him away.

The proprietress stepped back, smiled and shook her head, and made a "we agreed" mouth shape.

Miao Yi rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "What kind of reason is this? You can hug me, but I can't hug you?"

The proprietress stepped forward and grabbed his hand again, smiling gently: "Didn't I see that you are unhappy and want to comfort you? I am yours now, why are you in a hurry? I am yours and can't run away. When you take me away, you can do whatever you want to me, and I am willing to die in your hands. Do you understand?"

"Professor, enjoy it slowly!" Miao Yi pointed to the bathtub and bowed, making a gesture of invitation, and took two buckets, turned around and left angrily.

As soon as the door of the hut was closed, the proprietress's "pu pu" laughter came.

Hearing the laughter coming from behind, Miao Yi smiled slightly, how could he be really angry. Just to make her happy.

But he sighed again, and in a blink of an eye, he had been in Liuyun Sand Sea for almost fifty years. Fifty years may be very long for mortals, but for cultivators, it will pass in the blink of an eye.

And it has been another twenty years since he broke through to the ninth level of Qinglian. In fact, two years ago, his cultivation had reached the qualification to break through Honglian, but he was unable to break through. Now he has experienced the feeling that Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei talked about.

It's like being locked in a small dark room. There is a hazy and transparent window in the room. Lying in front of the window, you seem to be able to feel the outside world hazily, as if there are mountains, trees, people, birds singing, flowers, and even the sound of water, making you eager to see what the outside world is like.

But you just can't break through that layer of window paper, just like a super-strong rubber band, no matter what you do, you can't break it. And sometimes it seems to have reached the edge of a breakthrough. It seemed that he could easily break through that layer of window paper, but in the end it was just a dream, which made people crazy and depressed.

If he hadn't been wearing a mask, you could see that his face was very ugly, which was the state of repeated mental torture.

The practice continued every day, and there was still no peace outside the inn. There was still fighting and killing in the Liuyun Sand Sea. After decades of searching, people from several countries still refused to give up the Nether Dragon Ship, and even the top masters of several countries would be alarmed to come when there was a whiff, which made people feel the desire of the Six Saints for the Nether Dragon Ship.

According to the proprietress. Every time the Nether Dragon Ship appears, it will not give up until it has been tossed around for hundreds of years and everyone has completely lost hope, but it is a good thing for the business of Fengyun Inn.

Miao Yi is not interested in this. He has seen the Nether Dragon Ship. That thing is too weird and too unfathomable. He can't get close to it at all, let alone board the ship to grab treasure, so he doesn't have that unreasonable thought.

What Miao Yi couldn't understand was that after so many years, the Chamber of Commerce and him had always maintained this state, always repeatedly telling him not to expose himself around the boss lady. He had already felt that getting information was not the most important thing, and he didn't know what they wanted him to do to the boss lady in the end.

However, the benefits of staying in Fengyun Inn were obvious. After entering the cultivation world, he had never practiced so peacefully for so long. At home, in order to reassure him, Palace Master Tao Granny helped take good care of him. He was almost independent of Zhengui Palace. In addition to timely and accurate annual payments, Zhengui Palace almost did not interfere in the affairs of Shuiyun Mansion as long as he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Qin Weiwei came to Shuiyun Mansion almost every few years, but she couldn't see Miao Yi after coming many times. Once she asked Qian'er and Xue'er if Miao Yi was deliberately avoiding her? After asking that question, Qin Weiwei never set foot in Shuiyun Mansion for nearly thirty years.

Wenfang also repeatedly inquired about Miao Yi's whereabouts, but Qian'er and Xue'er naturally would not tell her.

Miao Yi often contacted Yan Beihong, Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei, but there was no direct contact, all of which were passed on through Qian'er and Xue'er.

Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei were highly regarded by Granny Tao. They often mentioned that Granny Tao treated them well, and they also had a good relationship with the future Palace Master Tao Qingli, not just ordinary good. The three of them actually became sworn brothers!

Miao Yi was quite surprised when he saw the news, and then naturally congratulated him.

Yan Beihong was as warlike as ever. He killed two of the Hall Masters on the left and right sides of the territory, and two Hall Masters above the fifth rank of Red Lotus, and occupied another territory. Now he is the Hall Master of two Halls, which made Miao Yi sigh and found that this Brother Yan was really fierce.

Everyone was doing well, but Miao Yi felt that he was doing better. It was not because he could get much from the Chamber of Commerce, but because he had Yun Zhiqiu. He felt that he had nothing to ask for after getting this woman. For him, it was the biggest surprise of this trip.

However, the difference in status between the two was too great, which meant a lot of troubles in the future. If they wanted to be together, Miao Yi could only continue to practice hard...

In the blink of an eye, another thirty years had passed, and Miao Yi was quite helpless. He still hadn't broken through the Red Lotus realm.

He now found that going to the Bipolar Ice Palace every year might not be a good thing. The speed of refining the wish beads was getting faster and faster, but it was really troublesome that he could not break through the Red Lotus realm. The wish beads were continuously consumed. His refining speed was so fast, far higher than that of ordinary cultivators, which meant that the wish beads consumed at this level were also far higher than that of ordinary cultivators. He had already spent nearly two million wish beads, but not even a bubble appeared.

At this scale, the consumption of breaking through the second level of Red Lotus was enough. Who could afford it if it continued like this!

In addition, An Zhengfeng would not allow him to ask for it endlessly. He had already tightened the limit and told him not to spend money on relationships anymore. He was given a limit of 100,000 lower-grade wish beads a year. This move made Miao Yi secretly groan. If he really had to be stuck in the gap between the ninth-grade Qinglian and the first-grade Honglian for two or three hundred years like Zhao Fei, what would happen?

Maybe it was God's will...

"Hey! Why did the Antarctic Ice Palace become pitch black?"

Flying over the vast snowfield, the carpenter who was carrying the sedan chair in front suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

A few people looked around and saw that on the mountain where the Antarctic Ice Palace was located, the ice castle was faintly reflected under the stars and the moon, but the magnificent light blue light was not seen.

"Did something happen?" The proprietress frowned.

A few people landed at the door of the ice castle. The gatekeeper disciples still came over to salute and did not see that there was anything wrong with the ice castle.

The proprietress asked through the gauze curtain: "Why are the lights in the ice castle turned off?"

"Madam Feng, this is what the ancestor wants. I don't know the reason." The disciple who came forward to greet her bowed and replied.

As soon as the three words "Madam Feng" came out, the proprietress immediately glanced at Miao Yi beside her, and indeed found that the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he seemed unhappy.

The proprietress had no choice, it was impossible for her to shut him up.

The group was immediately led in, and the sedan chair was dropped in the hall. Miao Xiaoer rolled up the curtain, and the proprietress's graceful figure came out.

After a while, the Antarctic Patriarch came out from the back with a laugh, "My sister-in-law is here!"

Someone came from afar to give gifts, and everyone would be happy.

The proprietress bowed and said, "My little sister greets Brother Bai." After greeting, she pointed at the ice castle and asked curiously, "Brother Bai, what's going on?"

Antarctic Patriarch shook his head and smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I don't know what happened. Since my birthday that year, the ice flame has not grown but has been slowly decreasing. It's not just here, even the Arctic Ice Palace is in the same situation. Changtian and I have consumed a lot of ice souls to refine and replenish it, but it can't stop it. As a last resort, we two decided to temporarily seal the ice flame after discussing it to see if it can alleviate the situation."

Seal? Miao Yi was speechless. Are you kidding?

"So that's it!" The proprietress nodded to show that she understood.

Who knew that the Antarctic Patriarch turned his eyes to Miao Yi, "Brother Niu claimed to have cracked the secret of the ice flame back then. Do you know the reason?"

Why did the tone sound a little wrong? The proprietress and the other two looked back at Miao Yi with a little vigilance.

Miao Yi pretended not to understand anything and shook his head, saying, "I don't know the situation and can't make a judgment. Why don't you call the North Pole Ancestor to help me and let me study the Ice Flame for a year or two. Maybe I can find the cause."