Mr. Zhao is very hardworking and has piles of books around him.
The way he turned the pages of the book was not very graceful, but it turned out to be a page in a blink of an eye.
What a prodigy!
Learn everything quickly.
To this day, the ability of one eye and ten lines has been perfected.
That's all, his understanding is extremely frightening.
He is quick to read and quick to digest, he is a unique genius.
Um?
Accompanied by a wisp of breeze, Zhao Yun closed his eyes and raised his head subconsciously.
As soon as you look into your eyes, you will see a small meteor flying across the sky, outlining a beautiful arc in the vast night sky.
"Not a shooting star."
Zhao Yun murmured and narrowed his eyes.
His internal strength has greatly improved, and his eyesight now has become extremely astonishing.
Because of this, he could clearly see the true nature of the meteor. What kind of meteorite it was? It was clearly a ball of flame, and it was also glowing with bright white light.
"Sacred fire from heaven?"
Zhao Yun casually threw down the poetry book, climbed over the wall and went out.
He was as light as a swallow, flying across the rooftops while staring at the sky. If he was fast enough, he would be able to catch up.
The fire fell into the mountains and forests outside the city.
Strangely, there was no fire in the forest.
Even though there was no fire, the cold air was still raging.
Even though he has strong inner strength, he can't help but shiver.
"Why is it so cold?"
Zhao Yun whispered, raised his sword and entered the forest.
The further you go, the stronger the chill becomes.
The flowers, plants and trees in the forest were also covered with a layer of frost.
Ahead, there was a flicker of fire.
He found the fire and hung it alone by the river.
Looking at the river water, it has stopped flowing and the water surface has frozen.
"what's the situation."
Zhao Yun frowned slightly.
It's obviously fire, but why does it give off coldness?
Could it be the legendary ice and fire?
With this thought in mind, he tried his best to move forward and braved the severe cold.
The flames showed no reaction, just hanging by the river, only the flames flickering.
br Zhao Yun first looked around and saw no one, then he drew his sword and stabbed the flames.
This poke is incredible.
His sword was covered with frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even he was affected, and his arms were frozen inch by inch.
"this.."
Zhao Yun wanted to sheath his sword.
However, the ice spread and locked it like an iron chain, making it difficult to escape.
Before it was over, the flame hanging in the air actually moved, like a white light, rushing into his body.
This time, the ice spread not only inch by inch, but in a few blinks of an eye, it froze him, leaving him alone, stunned into an ice sculpture, motionless despite the raging cold wind.
More bizarre scenes followed.
This ice sculpture of his was actually ignited with flames.
Well.!
Although Zhao Yun could not move, he was conscious.
Look at his eyes, they are bloodshot, there is a look of pain between his eyebrows, and the veins on his forehead are exposed one by one.
Cold, he was very cold, his limbs and bones seemed to be frozen.
Hot, he was also very hot, as if his internal organs had been thrown into the furnace.
The world of ice and fire was what he felt at the moment.
The cold and heat were eroding his will, making him in pain unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and fell into a coma in a daze.
He didn't sleep peacefully, and had nightmares as he rushed.
In the dream, there are no mountains, rivers, grass or trees, only a world of ice and fire.
I don't know when the ice melted away from his body like an ice sculpture.
The blazing flames also dispersed invisible.
Thanks to him melting a ray of true energy and protecting his body with true energy, his life was saved. If it had been anyone else, he would have been frozen to death even if he had not been burned to death.
Since he is not dead, it is a great opportunity.
There were changes in his body, and the sounds of his bones cracking came one after another.
Look at the eight extraordinary meridians, and all of them are filled with the flow of fire breath.
At this point, the painful look on his brows gradually dissipated.
.
The first feeling he felt when he woke up was dizziness.
The second feeling is that my whole body is numb and warm, like a spring, gushing through my body.
"Where's the fire?"
"Where's the ice?"
Zhao Yun pulled on his clothes and looked around.
The fire is gone, the ice is gone, and only the feeling of warmth remains.
"strangeness."
Zhao Yun clenched his fists and felt that his body was much clearer.
Wait for some exercise, okay! There is a ball of fire between the palms and fingers, as white as snow, but this flame is not hot or cold.
"Fused with me?"
Zhao Yun turned over, jumped up, and clapped out with one palm.
Judging from the strength of his palms, he is extremely powerful, and his Qi energy is like hot and cold. It is really a blend of ice and fire.
"That's it!"
"Why is it gone?"
There were no wild animals in the mountains, but there was a muttering.
There was a person coming from outside the mountain. He was a rough old man with a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He was running back and forth in the jungle, as if he was looking for something.
What are you looking for? Looking for fire.
He also saw the shooting star, and like Zhao Yun, he chased it all the way.
Unfortunately, he was far away and only knew that the meteor crashed into this mountain forest.
Eh?
He didn't find fire, but he found Zhao Yun.
"My dear, you can see a shooting star." The rough old man untied the wine gourd.
"No." Zhao Yun looked harmless and turned to leave.
"Where are we going?" The rough old man had good physical skills and caught up with Zhao Yun in two or two steps, stopping Zhao Yun.
"Is something wrong?"
After Zhao Yun scanned it, he would not expose the matter of Binghuo.
He still understands the principle that a common man is innocent and carries a jade.
"What a strong physique." The rough old man picked up the wine gourd and started directly. He first patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, then squeezed Zhao Yun's arm, and was full of praise.
Mr. Zhao's face didn't look good, and he was thinking secretly whether he should set fire to this old man, like the two heavens of ice and fire.
"Who is your master?" the rough old man asked.
"Self-taught." Zhao Yun said
With the next sentence, he ran into the jungle.
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"Come under my disciples! I will teach you peerless martial arts."
"Not interested in."
"You kid, why don't you know what is good and what is good?"
The two of them walked out of the forest one after the other.
Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb.
The speed of the rough old man is beyond compare.
"He's really a master!"
Zhao Yun's eyes changed a bit when he looked at the old man.
It's because he is blind and naively thinks that strong people have their own aura.
Now, at a glance, it seems that is not the case.
The top masters are basically returning to their original nature. At first glance, they look ordinary, but in reality, they are extremely terrifying.
Zheng!
The old man was not idle and drew a sword from his sleeve.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun also wanted to pick him up. I'm afraid this old man didn't want to practice with him.
"Don't be nervous, I don't bully the younger ones."
The old man raised his arms and threw out the sword in his hand.
No one knows how much force he used. His sword was as fast as lightning, piercing the air all the way, and was inserted into the distant city wall with a clang.
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean, show off your skills with me?"
Raising his eyebrows, he indeed looked at the old man in a different light.
This person's skills are still above those of a middle-aged man with white hair.
Ordinary practitioners don't have such great strength.
"Compare your leg strength." The old man said with a smile.
"How do you compare?" Zhao Yun became somewhat interested.
"If I take the sword on the city wall first, you will become my disciple."
"What if this junior takes it first?"
"I will be your disciple."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled confidently.
He is the leader of the martial arts alliance. Will he lose?
"Look, beauty." Zhao Yun shouted and pointed in one direction.
Beauty? The old man looked back subconsciously.
However, wherever I looked, not to mention beauties, there weren't even any birds.
When I turned back, eh? The boy was already running towards the city wall.