I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Ye Xiaoshu and Gu Rou walked out of the alchemy room ten days ago. At that time, they were covered in dust and ragged clothes, but their faces were full of surprise and smiles.

Meng Jia and others gathered around and asked, "Did you get it?"

"Yeah." Ye Xiaoshu nodded with a smile, "It's the inheritance of a great alchemist. It's very good. Arou and I have different inheritances."

Gu Rou also smiled and rolled her eyes around, "Where's my sister?"

Why didn’t I see Gu Ning?

"Junior sister has gone to Bing Ning Pavilion to receive the inheritance." Ye Shuming said, "Counting the days, it has been ten days. You two have come out, why hasn't she come out yet..."

"The inheritance of sword cultivators may be more difficult." Meng Jia chuckled, "Since we have almost explored the Canghai Palace, let's wait for our junior sister here."

While strolling around the main hall of Canghai, Meng Jia discovered some little mice hiding in the dark. The little mice hid in the dark corners, staring in the direction of Bingning Pavilion.

So Meng Jia made a prompt decision and stopped looking for opportunities. He stayed outside the alchemy room and Bingning Pavilion.

Nothing is more important than the safety of my junior sister.

Not knowing when the "little mice" would appear, when Meng Jia saw Ye Shuming walking towards him foolishly, he waved at him without any burden.

"Big Brother." Ye Shuming approached doubtfully but obediently.

"Protect the little junior sister. The inheritance cannot be interrupted."

Ye Shuming then stood obediently outside Bingning Pavilion without any doubts or complaints.

But this guard... another five days passed.

Not to mention Ye Xiaoshu's anxiety, Meng Jia also began to lose his temper.

What if something went wrong with Junior Sister’s inheritance... and she’s suffering in it? What should I do?

What if those little mice sneak into Bingning Pavilion without anyone noticing and do something to my junior sister who is inheriting the inheritance?

......

The three people from Mingyue Sect looked at each other unconsciously.

Meng Jia: Push it open?

Ye Xiaoshu: Junior sister, wait for us.

Ye Shuming: Why are the looks between the senior brother and his sister so weird? It's like they have reached a tacit understanding?

The next moment, Meng Jia and Ye Xiaoshu took a few steps back in tacit understanding, and Ye Shuming also took a few steps back, "Big Brother..."

As soon as the three words came out, the Jinghong Sword appeared, and then it gently and forcefully pressed against the door of Bingning Pavilion. In an instant, purple lightning touched the black ice, and the sound of "crackling" struck the soul directly.

The next second, the black ice on the door of Bingning Pavilion melted away quietly. Meng Jia exerted a little force, and the scene inside Bingning Pavilion appeared in front of them.

It was icy and snowy, and frost was everywhere. As soon as the door was opened, an extremely cold chill hit them in the face, instantly painting white eyebrows on the people from the Mingyue Sect who were standing nearby.

Jiang Nian and Jiang Nanbei, who were farther away, shrank their necks and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"These are all black ice crystals." Xie Nian opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "If an ordinary person goes in, he will be frozen into an ice sculpture within an incense stick of time."

Fan Sisi nodded in agreement, "Oh my God, is Gu Ning still alive?"

"Little junior sister!"

"Aning!" Ye Xiaoshu leaned against the door frame and called softly inside, "Are you okay?"

In just a short while, all the blood and bones in his body seemed to be frozen stiff, and Ye Xiaoshu couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

No way...something really went wrong?

She wanted to go forward, but Meng Jia grabbed her shoulders and said, "You can't go in, Xiaoshu."

Ye Xiaoshu took a deep breath of cool air, and felt the cold air instantly pouring into her meridians, making her tremble all over. It seemed that the spiritual roots in her dantian were shivering from the cold.

"But... I have to make sure my junior sister is safe." She slowly let go of Meng Jia's hand and was about to step in again when Gu Ning's smiling words suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Listen to me."

No... Last time she acted stubbornly and insisted on having her own way, she almost hurt everyone.

Ye Xiaoshu hesitated, then his eyes turned, and he flipped his hand, and spiritual fire appeared at his fingertips.

"Youlong, come out."

The Wandering Dragon Sword jumped out of the mustard seed bag tremblingly. Before he could say anything, Ye Xiaoshu sent it into the Bingning Pavilion with a "swoosh".

Wandering Dragon Sword: ???

"Sword, sword, sword...Sword Master, what are you doing?"

The Wandering Dragon Sword was frozen into an ice lump, and Ye Xiaoshu was not in a much better condition either. She clenched her teeth and was about to send the spiritual fire from her fingertips in, but another cluster of spiritual fire with a hint of golden light rushed in first.

Ye Xiaoshu looked back and saw Gu Rou standing behind him.

"Sister Xiao Shu, let's go together."

Gu Rou's spiritual fire shone on the Youlong Formation Sword, and the frost and snow melted away, turning into water drops that fell to the ground "tick, tick".

It turns into ice in an instant.

Meng Jia thought for a moment and then handed the Jinghong Sword in.

Purple lightning flashed slightly, splitting the road ahead of the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Ye Shuming looked at his mustard seed bag with some surprise. Why did his spirit sword...feel a little...empty?

Such a strange group gradually wandered around in Bingning Pavilion, and the first thing that came into the three people's consciousness was a small green snake that breathed in and out.

Gu Ning's Azure Dragon!

"Xiaoqing!" The Youlong Zhenjian stepped forward and gently poked Xiaoqing's body. Xiaoqing opened his eyes in a daze.

Such abundant spiritual power, such pure ice spiritual power, is simply a holy place for its cultivation...

It felt that it was a little intoxicated by its spiritual power, and the moment it opened its eyes it even doubted whether it had seen it wrong.

A cluster of fire, a sword, a bow...what kind of strange combination is this?

"Where's Gu Ning?" Ye Xiaoshu controlled the Wandering Dragon Sword and wrote and drew on the ground.

Gu Ning?

Xiaoqing sobered up a little, "This is not..."

It turned around and suddenly froze.

This ice sculpture in front of me...is it really Gu Ning?

Gu Ning, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was completely unaware of the situation outside. At this moment, the situation inside her body was about to expand and explode.

The incoming icy spiritual power poured into her meridians, freezing them inch by inch; then it started from the meridians and invaded Dantian bit by bit, slowly freezing the little seedling into ice...

If Gu Ning still felt that he was okay at this moment, then when he picked up the ubiquitous ice spiritual energy and began to apply it to his blood vessels and organs little by little, Gu Ning felt something was wrong.

It’s over, it’s over. Am I going to be the first cultivator to be killed by abundant spiritual energy?

Gu Ning thought to himself with self-mockery, his gestures changed instantly, and he severely compressed the spiritual power flowing through his body.

Compressing spiritual power is not an easy task...

As soon as it was compressed, the spiritual power exploded with a "bang" like a small landmine. Gu Ning only felt a pain in his chest and a small gap appeared in his meridians.

As soon as the gap appeared, icy spiritual power rushed in without stopping, freezing Gu Ning so much that he grimaced.

The next second, the icy spiritual power passed through the meridians and attached to the bones.

The freezing feeling coming from her bones made Gu Ning's head buzz, but she knew she couldn't faint... otherwise it would be the end!

So, in this fierce struggle, Gu Ning gathered all his strength into his body, causing himself to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Xiao Qing heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay... Her sea of ​​consciousness is very active, so it shouldn't be a big problem..."

"Xiaoqing!" However, before Xiaoqing finished her words, Gu Ning's voice rang out, crying with joy as if she had seen a relative.

"My bones are frozen, what should I do?" Gu Ning looked at Xiao Qing with tears in his eyes, "Help me melt them quickly."

"My bones are frozen?" Xiaoqing felt her head was stuck. What was that?