Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 78 is over. What should I do if I go mad from practicing qi cultivation?

Little Dragon Girl's expression changed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling aura rose from the dantian and rushed straight to the top of the head along the Ren meridian.

The chill came quickly and fiercely, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water into her body, causing cold air to seep out from her bone marrow.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra is an extremely yin and cold cultivation method. When someone practices it alone, the yin and cold energy, without the tempering of yang, runs rampant in the body like a wild horse.

She felt a chill run through her body, her limbs were trembling, and even her teeth started chattering.

The chilling energy within her body grew stronger and stronger, as if it were going to freeze her inside and out into an ice sculpture.

What's more troublesome is that the chill began to affect her mind.

Thoughts in my mind became sluggish, and that clear perception was being covered by a layer of frost. My consciousness seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

"Oh no, what if I go mad from practicing qi cultivation?"

The moment this thought crossed her mind, Xiaolongnu's first reaction was to stop practicing her internal energy.

She gritted her teeth, trying to cut off the rampaging internal energy within her body.

But my body felt like it was being taken over by something and wouldn't obey my commands at all.

That chilling energy surged relentlessly along the meridians, circling faster and faster, like a runaway carriage speeding wildly down a narrow mountain road.

Even worse, the intensity of the chill was rapidly increasing.

If what was just a bucket of ice water was now like being thrown into a bottomless ice cave.

The cold air seeped out from the depths of the bone marrow, seeping into every meridian, every muscle, and every piece of skin along the gaps in the bones.

Little Dragon Girl's lips began to turn purple, her fingertips turned bluish-white, and a thin layer of frost settled on her eyelashes.

"It's over!"

The thought surfaced in my mind, tinged with bitterness.

Having just acquired the talent of Sword Bone Demon Heart, having just witnessed another version of myself in the group returning to the origin of ten thousand swords and transforming into black mist, having just resolved to cultivate diligently, I suddenly went into a state of demonic possession.

This is so embarrassing!

Xiaolongnu gritted her teeth, trying to use her last bit of consciousness to fight against the out-of-control true energy.

But that chilling aura was like an endless tide, surging in wave after wave, each impact more violent than the last.

Her consciousness began to fade.

The images in my mind shattered, like cracked ice breaking off piece by piece.

In a daze, she remembered the group chat.

Those "selves"—Wanwan, Nalan Yanran, Ziling, Lin Daiyu, and the group leader Ye Chen.

They should be able to help, right?

But as soon as this thought surfaced, it was suppressed by another emotion.

She had just joined the group and hadn't even said a few words when she immediately asked for help. What kind of behavior is that?

Moreover, she had just acquired the talent of Sword Bone Demon Heart when she turned around and went into a state of demonic possession. If this got out, those guys would laugh themselves to death.

"Hang in there a little longer."

Little Dragon Girl gritted her teeth, desperately clinging to consciousness amidst the chaos.

But the chill didn't give her a chance.

She didn't know how much time had passed; perhaps only a few breaths, or perhaps half an hour had gone by.

The out-of-control internal energy suddenly slowed down.

However, it wasn't because the true energy was suppressed that the chill subsided.

The chilling energy no longer surged wildly, but slowly condensed in the meridians, like tamed streams converging from all directions into the dantian.

The tingling sensation has subsided.

Instead, there was endless cold!

When it gets extremely cold, you lose all feeling.

At the same time, a black mist surged from her body, churning and swirling around her.

The fog was initially very thin, like a wisp of mist rising from the forest at dusk, barely perceptible.

But as time went on, it grew thicker and thicker, eventually turning into a jet-black column of smoke that shot into the sky above her head.

The temperature inside the stone chamber suddenly dropped.

The light of the luminous pearl dimmed under the chill, and the moisture in the air froze, turning into fine ice crystals that fell softly.

On the ground, a layer of white frost spread outwards from her in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the entire stone chamber.

On the rock face, icicles peek out from the cracks in the rock, growing inch by inch, like rows of sharp fangs.

Little Dragon Girl sat cross-legged on the stone couch, surrounded by black mist and a chilling aura.

A thin layer of frost covered her hair, and tiny ice crystals clung to her eyelashes. She looked like a jade sculpture that had been frozen for a thousand years, aloof, lonely, and untouched by the world.

But her brows were furrowed.

"Has the qi deviation worsened?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the stone chamber.

"aunt!"

Yang Guo's voice came from outside the door, tinged with nervousness and uncertainty, "Are you in there?"

The footsteps stopped outside the door.

"Why is it suddenly so cold—"

The boy's voice was very low, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were confirming something.

A sliver of light shone through the crack in the door; it was Yang Guo holding a candlestick and shining it out.

Through the narrow gap, Xiaolongnu could see the boy's slender silhouette and his phoenix eyes that flickered in the candlelight.

She took a deep breath.

The chill entered my lungs with each breath, cool and refreshing, but without the stinging sensation I had felt before.

"Guo'er".

She spoke, her voice as clear and cold as ever, revealing nothing unusual, "I'm practicing my martial arts, stay away!"

Yang Guo, standing outside the door, remained silent for a moment.

"Yes, Auntie."

He responded respectfully, but did not leave immediately.

Footsteps lingered outside the door for a moment, as if hesitating whether to go far away.

"When Aunt practices her martial arts, cold energy leaks out. If you get too close, you might hurt yourself."

The boy spoke again, his voice tinged with concern.

"You can step back a bit."

Xiaolongnu's voice remained calm.

Yang Guo remained silent for a moment.

The footsteps finally began to move, heading away from the stone chamber.

But he stopped after taking a few steps.

Then I took a few more steps.

It stopped again.

Hearing the intermittent footsteps, Xiaolongnu frowned. This kid said he would guard outside, but he was actually moving further away.

The footsteps grew fainter and fainter until they finally disappeared completely into the deep passageway of the ancient tomb.

It seems he realized something was wrong and is planning to run away!

Silence returned to the stone chamber, broken only by the faint crackling sound of the cold air condensing into ice crystals.

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Xiaolongnu withdrew her gaze, looked down at the swirling black mist around her, and then at the layer of white frost on the ground that had already spread over the edge of the stone bed.

The ice layer is still spreading.

If this continues, the entire ancient tomb will be frozen into an ice cave.

"I need to ask the group members for help!"

She made a decision in her heart.

What does face matter?

My life is more important!

Besides, all those "self"s in the group are the same person, so it's not really shameful to embarrass yourself in front of your own people.

Xiaolongnu took a deep breath, her consciousness sinking into that dark blue light curtain.

However, before she could even ask for help...

Suddenly, my mind became clear.

That out-of-control true energy, that chilling aura that made her feel cold all over, in that instant, as if drawn by something, suddenly converged in a certain direction.

The ancestral aperture between the eyebrows!