Bank of The Universe

Li Xiandao walked slowly, looking at Bingjing in the terrified eyes of all the disciples in the Icefield Momen.

"This is her cemetery?" Li Xiandao frowned and looked around. This is a world of extreme ice. The temperature is cold, and it does not change all the year round. It is very hard to step on it, and it feels exactly like stepping on an iron plate.

Moon Angel nodded and said, "The headmaster of the Icefield Demon Gate buried her here fifty years ago."

"What about the body?" Li Xiandao asked, looking at the bottomless ice well.

Moon Angel stretched out his hand, and the full moon erupted into the ice well.

Kaka Kaka!

A small and delicate coffin floated slowly.

This is an ice coffin, transparent color, can clearly see the people lying inside.

A woman!

A beautiful woman!

Her beauty is like a girl next door, very pure, very clean, even if she dies, lying in the ice coffin, with a touch of smile, really like sleeping.

Li Xiandao took out the contract, and the signature on the contract glowed slowly, proving that the woman signed it.

is her!

Li Xiandao frowned, but he didn't feel the slightest anger on this woman.

No breathing!

No heartbeat!

There is no soul activity!

She is a corpse!

Boom!

The ice coffin was placed on the ice, and the dull sound echoed because the ice coffin used thousands of years of ice, which was very dense and heavy.

Moon Angel immediately opened the coffin, and the woman was exposed to the sun.

The skin is cold, and when you look closely, you can clearly feel that this body is stiff and the smile is a bit unnatural.

This is a symbol of death.

A symbol that has been frozen for a long time.

Tianxin monk said: "Master, she is dead."

Li Xiandao was silent, watching silently, and also used a ray of sword energy to shoot into the other party's body.

The meridian is blocked, Dantian withered, the sea is dry, everything is a symptom of death.

But if she died, why didn't the contract of Tiandi Bank fail?

Entering the barren land, the contract of Tiandi Qianzhuang was cancelled a lot, and it was only cancelled after the host's death was detected.

So many obsolete, but missed this one?

Li Xiandao and Xiao Qi communicated: "Did you see it?"

Xiaoqi guessed: "This person is dead, but the contract has not been invalidated, so the change is very interesting."

Li Xiandao nodded his head. It was very interesting. Someone wanted to play tricks and turn the world's money and deceit?

Li Xiandao asked: "Who is the leader of the Icefield Demon Gate?"

A middle-aged man at the beginning of a great saint was brought over and looked at Li Xiandao with a frightened face.

Especially the indifferent Angel of Sacrifice Moon looked aside, he was even more flustered.

After all, the Moon Angel opened a killing ring in the Icefield Demon Gate and made a name for himself.

"I'm the master of the Icefield Demon Gate." The master of teaching shivered.

"Who is this woman?" Li Xiandao asked.

"Her name is Qiubai. He is a big elder of our icefield demon gate. He is in the state of Daosheng, and he is very old. It is my ancestor level." Zhang Jiao replied.

"Then she died fifty years ago, what's so unusual?" Li Xiandao continued with his hands behind his back.

"There is nothing unusual, because the patriarch is old, although the appearance looks very young, but we all know that her limit is coming soon." Zhang Jiao replied immediately.

Li Xiandao watched him answer so quickly, and said indifferently: "If you think about it, your words and deeds represent the birth and death of the Icefield Demon Gate. Give me a careful thought. Before and after she died, What happened is worth saying."

A trembling scared by the leader of the Icefield Momen, he didn't want the Icefield Momen to be completely destroyed by this matter.

"I thought of a detail." The head teacher meditated, thinking excitedly.

Li Xiandao said indifferently: "Say."

"When the ancestral master is about to arrive, call the elders of the high level of the Icefield Demon Gate, and I who succeeded at that time, call me to tell the future." Zhang Jiao said.

"What's the matter?" Li Xiandao asked with interest.

He did not look at the palm teacher, but stared at the woman in the ice coffin.

This woman is called Qiubai. She is more than ten thousand years old and still maintains the appearance of a girl.

Not only did she look like a girl, she also retained the girl's temperament. Li Xiandao saw her temperament as her sister next door at first sight.

This is an incredible skill.

Because of the cutoff, the body quickly weakened, no matter what it was, it was declining, and it couldn't sustain the peak of its appearance.

Not to mention the most beautiful flowering rainy season.

"The patriarch told us that after her death, she built a coffin for her with the thousands of years of ice under the Arctic Ice Sheet, put her in it, and then made an ice well to go deep into the ice heart and let her body live forever. Rot." Zhang Jiao said.

Li Xiandao frowned, will never rot?

"Are you grandpa, do you love beauty?" Li Xiandao asked.

"I didn’t see it on weekdays, but we did it at the time. After all, it’s our master Daosheng master of the icefield demon gate. After sitting down, we want to keep our most beautiful appearance and have excuses, so we follow her instructions, One by one, these fifty years have passed." Zhang Jiao replied.

"During these fifty years, no abnormalities have occurred?" Li Xiandao asked again.

"No, we have been doing very well. If you don't come, the patriarch will always be buried in the ground." Zhang Jiao shook his head.

"When your patriarch died, did you leave anything?" Li Xiandao looked at the palm master, his eyes dim.

"No, when the patriarch died, she was alone, and the female disciple helped her change her new clothes. The magic weapon had already melted herself. In his own words, I have used things that I don’t want anyone to touch. Disgusting." Zhang Jiao answered without hesitation.

Li Xiandao found that his heart did not fluctuate at all. It was indeed a natural answer and there was no lying.

"You mean that your Qiubai ancestor has a cleansing habit?" Li Xiandao asked with a move in his heart.

"Yes, so she doesn't want to be buried in the land, nor the place she chooses like the usual burial method." Zhang Jiao nodded.

"Well, since this is the case, we took this body away, and the Icefield Demon Gate was safe. It was as if we hadn't been." Li Xiandao looked at Zhang Jiao, his eyes were very indifferent, and he didn't have feelings, so he surprised him. Nod quickly.

"No problem, we are willing to cooperate with you." The head teacher decisively gave up the body of the patriarch.

"Moon Angel, take the coffin, and we leave." Li Xiandao turned around and left.

Tianxin monk immediately followed, whispering: "Master, what the hell happened?"

"People are dead, the contract has not been destroyed, then it is certain that there is a problem between the two." Li Xiandao said quickly.

"Which one do you think is the problem?" Li Xiandao asked the monk Tianxin.

Tianxin monk froze, how did he answer this question?

"There must be a problem!" said the Moon Angel on the side decisively.

"Yes, the contract is prepared by Xiaoqi, there can be no problems." Li Xiandao nodded in agreement.

The monk of Tianxin suddenly realized that he had to answer this way, he secretly gave a thumbs up to the moon angel.