Zhuo Bufan pointed at his nose. He had never encountered such a thing in his past or present life.
"Well, you are the one who is destined to be. Come with me."
After saying that, the white-haired old man suddenly floated slowly forward. Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment, followed behind him, and walked slowly.
After walking for about two or three kilometers, the white-haired old man suddenly stopped.
“Look at the front.”
Zhuo Bufan looked closely and saw a round ice pool in front of him, with a rolling white cold air, like the fog boiling when the water boiled, but the cold air was extremely cold.
The round ice pool is about the size of a football field. Transparent and crystal petals grow on the edge of the ice pool, all of which look like they are carved from ice. It is ten meters short and hundreds of meters high. The entire ice pool is like
A blooming lotus.
"What a cold air."
Zhuo Bufan was shocked all over his body. This chill was not felt by his body, but by his soul.
"This is the Ice Lotus God Pool, in order to nurture a 'Treasure' that can enhance the soul."
The old white-haired man stroked his long beard with one hand behind his back, looked ahead, and a faint look of pride was revealed.
"The treasure that enhances the soul?"
Zhuo Bufan widened his eyes. Could this be the "supreme treasure" written in the text seen on the black stone tablet just now?
Zhuo Bufan thought and calculated quickly, and spent the power to transform the world and create such a heaven-defying secret realm as the fourth area, in order to nurture a treasure, and the master's work was extremely vast.
Not only that, the other party spent so much energy and took ten thousand years to successfully nurture it, but a divine clone was left in advance to wait here. Does the other party already know that he could not get such a treasure?
If he hadn't known for his long time that he could not get the treasure, how could he arrange for his clone to wait again?
"Boy, before you come, four people have been here in the past ten thousand years, but they have not succeeded in the end."
The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed softly.
"The four people have been here? None of them have successfully obtained the treasure?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned, it seemed that Zhibao was not so easy to obtain.
"To be honest, your cultivation is the worst among the people who come." The white-haired old man said bluntly.
Zhuo Bufan pulled the corner of his mouth. His current strength may be at the forefront even on the earth. Perhaps the four people coming in front are all the hidden gates. They have lived for thousands of years and are hidden on the earth.
Practitioner.
Now that the spiritual energy on Earth has just recovered, even those who are no longer talented may not be able to cultivate too high.
"Boy, if you go to the Ice Lotus Pond, there is a treasure there. Whether you can get it depends on your ability."
The white-haired old man flew to the ice pond and sat down cross-legged with frosty petals, and stopped talking.
"A treasure?"
Zhuo Bufan flew gently, flew over the Ice Lotus Pond, and looked down at the bottom. There was a white thick fog in the center of the Ice Pond, and it was impossible to see the situation below. If you go down rashly, you might encounter unexpected dangers.
Moreover, the white cold air was a hundred meters away, and seemed to be eroding the true energy shield covered by Zhuo Bufan's body surface at all times, which shows the degree of coldness in it.
"Can't you go down?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned and hesitated.
If there is really the treasure mentioned by the old man below, and it takes such a lot of effort and has been nurtured for thousands of years, it will definitely be a earth-shaking treasure, and he naturally wants to get it.
But the first four people who came to find the treasure ended in failure. Can you do it yourself?
"Boy, don't worry. If I wanted to harm you, you would have died long ago. Even if you don't succeed in accepting the treasure inheritance, you won't die."
The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the petals of frost seemed to be able to see through Zhuo Bufan's thoughts and said lightly.
Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, stopped hesitating, and swooped downwards.
After breaking through layers of white mist, there is an ice platform carved from ice and snow below. It is crystal clear and clear, with divine light flowing, beautiful, giving people the illusion of visiting a fairyland like a dream.
cold!
Bonely cold!
“So cold.”
Zhuo Bufan felt a bone-broken cold all over his body.
This cold is not produced by the body, but is born directly in the soul, as if it has put the soul into an ice pool.
After a moment, Zhuo Bufan raised his eyes and looked ahead, with a stunning look in his eyes.
In front of it, a cluster of white and blue flames rose and burned, and the cold that made the soul tremble was emitted from it.
"Flame? Cold?"
Zhuo Bufan stared at the burning cold fire in front of him in surprise, which was strange and magnificent, with a kind of magic that devoured people's hearts.
"This is Yao Tan Leng Yan. Whether you can conquer it depends on your luck."
The old white-haired man's old voice rang out in Zhuo Bufan's ears again, and he was silent immediately.
"Boy, come on." The white-haired old man looked coldly at the bottom of the Ice Lotus Pool, as if his eyes could penetrate the layers of white mist, and directly saw Zhuo Bufan, sighing in his heart.
"Yao Tan Leng Yan?"
Zhuo Bufan blinked his eyes, not knowing what level it was.
After walking two steps, the closer we got to the cold flames, the colder the soul felt.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the demon Tan Leng Yan turned into a stream of light and flew directly towards Zhuo Bufan, sank from Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows into the soul sea of consciousness.
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then his skin became pale as paper, his face turned white, and his blood seemed to have frozen instantly.
Cold, the coldness from the soul.
"Hold on."
Zhuo Bufan's spiritual energy and the Qiankun Creation Art immediately activated automatically, breaking the coldness of his body.
Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged in place and closed his eyes.
"It feels so cold..." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and kept exercising his skills lower than the cold air produced by his body. These cold air can almost instantly freeze the blood flowing in his meridians.
The spiritual energy and the power of stars began to spread throughout the body, lower than the endless chill emitted from the body, but the chill became more and more serious. The resistance of the spiritual energy and the power of stars could only delay the erosion of the cold.
"How could it be so cold?"
Zhuo Bufan roared in his heart. This cold reminded him of the past. He and his mother were kicked out of the Chen family by Chen Qingai's parents. It was summer, with heavy rain, strong winds roaring in the dark night, and lightning and thunder.
He and his mother were soaked in the pouring rain, and they were so cold that they had a high fever the next day.
However, compared to the cold at that time, it is like the gap between the pool and the sea.
In an instant.
Neither spiritual energy nor star power could block the cold air that spreads out in the body. The hair and eyelashes were covered with thin layers of ice crystals, and layers of ice crystals were constantly condensed on the body, completely frozen Zhuo Bufan's body.