The bone-chilling lake water is filled with traces of sword energy.

Ning Fan held little Dugu tightly in his arms and carefully guarded her.

At this moment, he temporarily has the cultivation of Life Immortal, so he is not afraid of these sword energies.

If it were him before, even with full combat power, he would still be injured by the sword energy in the lake.

Gradually, Ning Fan discovered that little Dugu seemed to be naturally unafraid of the sword energy here.

With her around, those swordsmen who wanted to attack Ning Fan retreated one by one and did not dare to attack.

Ning Fan lowered his head, and he noticed that the little man in his arms was pale, and the sword light in his eyes was flashing, as if he was using some secret technique to restrain the sword energy here.

She couldn't help but feel pity in her heart. She kissed Little Dugu's forehead gently and said softly, "Have a rest, I will protect you."

"Hmm..." Xiao Dugu responded in a low voice and dissipated the sword light in his eyes.

She also saw that Ning Fan, who was cultivated as a Life Immortal, was not afraid of the Sword Lake sword energy at all, so...

Nestling in Ning Fan's arms, the apparently cold lake water felt warm.

She looked at Ning Fan with great treasure, as if she were seeing a treasure that she was guarding with all her life.

She didn't dare to show such bold eyes in the past, but after seeing the reflection in the lake, she didn't shy away from anything anymore.

Hundreds of thousands of feet, millions of feet, tens of millions of feet...

No one knows how deep he has dived, but the ice here is enough to hurt Ning Fan, who is a Immortal of Life.

Ning Fan's eyes were extremely solemn, and he was worried that the person in his arms would not be able to bear the cold here, but he found that she had a rosy complexion, closed her eyes, snuggled into his arms, and actually fell asleep so comfortably.

"This little girl, isn't she afraid of the cold sword energy here..."

Ning Fan shook his head with a smile.

What he was most worried about was little Dugu.

Since little Dugu is fine, he will naturally not be afraid of the mere cold.

Ning Fan's hair and eyebrows turned into ice one by one, and his blood seemed to freeze.

Just when he was about to be unable to withstand the cold air here, he finally saw the bottom of the lake.

Trapped in the thick mud and sand are more than a dozen zombies that have solidified into ice. They are dressed in the costumes of the ancient Xia Kingdom. They should be strong men who followed the Emperor of Xia into this place in the past.

Ning Fan glanced around and found that no one among these people was a woman.

Although he didn't know Meng Bingyun's appearance, Meng Bingyun should at least be a woman.

Her body is not here?

Speaking of which, it is said that the secret of becoming an immortal is hidden at the bottom of the lake. Where is the secret of becoming an immortal?

Ning Fan held the sleeping little Dugu in his arms, straightened up, and started searching at the bottom of the lake.

After a long time, he found a crystal palace in a coral reef.

The palace is equipped with a water-proof formation, and two stone statues of sword-holding gods stand outside the palace gate.

When Ning Fan tried to approach the palace, the two stone statues suddenly glowed and turned into two sword-wielding gods with half-step life immortal cultivation. They looked at Ning Fan with empty eyes, and the next moment, they rushed towards them.

"Destroy!"

Ning Fan just raised his finger and pointed out, relying on his tyranny of cultivation. Without using any magical powers, he killed the two gods.

After the two gods died, they turned into four sword-wielding gods.

Ning Fan raised his finger to destroy them, and after the death of the four sword-wielding gods, eight people emerged.

Ning Fan frowned. These sword-wielding gods were killing more and more, and they were developing strange magical powers.

If the killing continues like this and thousands of sword-wielding gods are killed, Ning Fan will eventually die from the siege of a group of loose immortals, even if he has the cultivation of a life immortal.

"Uzumaki!"

As soon as he pointed out, a huge illusory whirlpool appeared at the bottom of the lake, sucking all the phantoms of the gods into the whirlpool and empty sky. It only trapped them but did not kill them.

Gradually, the energy of the phantom of the god was exhausted, and it turned into blue smoke and dispersed.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, calmly carried little Dugu and walked into the Crystal Palace.

"Huh? Where is this?" Little Dugu woke up and jumped out of Ning Fan's arms, but was held by Ning Fan again.

"I don't know, follow me closely and be careful."

Ning Fan pulled little Dugu closer.

After all, this is a strange place. Now that Emperor Xia is not with him, Ning Fan is alone to protect little Dugu, so he must be more cautious.

Coral hangings, crystal tables and chairs, gold and jade utensils are endless.

There are many empty sword scabbards hanging on the wall, and there are also some paintings, all of which are landscapes.

There are occasional figure paintings, and all of them are of powerful immortals flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, raising their fingers to shatter stars and destroying the world. They are all extremely terrifying figures.

As Ning Fan walked along, he discovered that the layout of this place resembled a woman's boudoir.

He couldn't help but guess that this might have been Sword Ancestor's boudoir.

Although there were sword-wielding gods guarding the outside of the Crystal Palace, there was no danger inside the palace, which was a bit beyond Ning Fan's expectation.

Walking all the way to the end, Ning Fan discovered that there was a house here that was tightly closed.

Inside the house, there was a strong sword energy.

In addition, there is actually an extremely weak breath of life.

There are actually living people here!

Ning Fan's vigilance rose to its peak in an instant, and his spiritual thoughts suddenly penetrated through the door and entered the room.

Upon seeing the scene in the room, Ning Fan was startled for a moment, then fell silent.

"It's... who..." came an extremely weak female voice.

"Senior, is this Meng Bingyun?" Ning Fan asked lightly.

"You...how do you know...who you are..." The woman seemed to die at any time.

"I was entrusted by Xia Wuyou to search for Meng Bingyun's remains, but I didn't expect that Meng Bingyun was not dead yet. But living like this is more painful than death..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and sighed.

A gust of sword wind blew by, and the door slowly opened.

Dugu looked into the room with cold eyes, and the next moment, he was also silent.

Inside the house, there is a mysterious sword array.

The flying swords used in the sword formation are all swords from the Crystal Palace.

Those empty scabbards I saw before, the swords had already been taken away and used to decorate the sword array.

A woman sat cross-legged in the center of the sword formation. Her body was so illusory, just a ray of remnant soul.

The sword light in the sword array would pierce her illusory remnant soul every once in a while.

There is no need to describe the pain.

That woman was none other than Meng Bingyun. She was not beautiful, but she had eyes that were more stubborn than many men.

The sword formation she set up was called the 'Suppression Formation'.

This formation is a fairy-level sword formation that requires a large number of fairy swords to suppress the souls of the dead and prevent them from reincarnation.

It is just the remnant soul of the deceased. But it will endure the pain of thousands of swords piercing the heart every day, lose the body, lose the cultivation level, lose everything. In the end, only a ray of remnant soul is left in the world.

"Wouyou...you said you were entrusted by Wuyou...He, he is still alive, right? How is he..." Meng Bingyun's eyes flashed with tears.

After waiting for six million years, she never cried.

She endured the pain of thousands of swords piercing her heart every day. She never cried.

But when she suddenly heard the news about her beloved, she couldn't help crying.

"He is on the bank of the Sword Lake. A person can only enter this Sword Lake once, and he will die the second time he enters it. He can't get in. He has tried for six million years and can't... He has always wanted to find your bones.

And asked me to enter the Sword Lake. But I never thought that you were still alive, if he knew..."

Ning Fan had just finished speaking when he saw Meng Bingyun suddenly begging, "Don't let him know! Don't let him know that I live in this way... If he knows, he will be sad, guilty, and guilty.

Blame...I don't want him to blame himself."

"I am satisfied knowing that he is still alive. I am satisfied knowing that he finally has my shadow in his heart...You go away. Tell him that Meng Bingyun's remains cannot be found...let him forget

Got me..."

"What if the junior insists on taking the senior away and letting the senior meet Senior Xia?" Ning Fan said calmly.

"I would rather die than see him. When you take me away from the sword formation, I will die." Meng Bingyun closed her eyes sadly.

It's not that we don't want to meet each other, I just don't want to make him sad, make him blame himself, and let him see himself at his worst.

Ning Fan remained silent. He promised Emperor Xia to bring Meng Bingyun's remains back. Now that Meng Bingyun is not dead, he naturally wants to bring Meng Bingyun back.

But Meng Bingyun was determined not to return, and would seek death if forced.
To be continued...