"Then it depends on whether you can stand it. Yao Tan Lengyan has three levels of test. Two of the four people who came in front completed the first level, and two completed half of the test on the second level."
The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the frosty petals muttered to himself, and then ignored Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged in the lotus ice pond, but closed his eyes and rested.
At this time, Zhuo Bufan's entire body had been frozen into ice. Even though he had the power of spiritual energy and star power to resist the strong cold air generated by his body, he obviously felt like a drop in the bucket.
On the first day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flowed at half the speed of a normal person.
The next day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flow rate was only one-third of that of a normal person, and his heartbeat began to drop sharply.
…
On the seventh day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flow rate was zero and his blood vessels were coagulated.
On the tenth day, the powerful heart suddenly stopped beating.
He seemed to have turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture, from the inside out, into an ice sculpture-like existence.
The soul is still eroded by the demon Tan Leng Yan. Zhuo Bufan doesn't need to worry about the coldness of his body, but his soul is eroded by the cold air. Such painful coldness is thousands of times stronger than the coldness of his body...
Once the soul is frozen, it is true that the soul is destroyed.
"My heart is like a child, I have a sincere heart, I have an invincible heart..."
Zhuo Bufan's soul was roaring, and with its complete willpower, it supported the soul against the coldness eroded from the sea of divineness.
If the soul is compared to a weapon, then willpower is a warrior who masters weapons. If the willpower retreats, then no matter how powerful the soul is, it will become a decoration and can only be slaughtered by others.
cold!
I was sent by my father to marry the Ye family when I was a teenager, just to continue my descendants. Is that coldness coming from the bottom of my heart?”
Memories of the past are constantly beginning to recall, the father's stern face, the ridicule of the tribe, and the indifference of the Ye family.
The boy's helplessness made him feel the bone-bone cold between heaven and earth.
My mother was bullied by the Chen family, and she was ridiculed by Chen Qingai's father.
Originally, Chen Qingai was a cluster of warm fires that appeared in his cold and dark world, but in the end, this cluster of fires suddenly disappeared, bringing a sense of coldness of despair.
Being killed by someone, leaving the earth to the realm of cultivation to survive.
Repeated crises, growing in adversity, seeking hope in desperate situations.
As if I felt the call of Zhuo Bufan's willpower, the soul fire burned even more enthusiastically, and the cold air around me retreated.
…
The white-haired old man outside the Binglian Han Pool suddenly opened his eyes, showing a look of surprise in his eyes, "What a strong willpower?"
The old man stared at the bottom and smiled slightly, "Boy, he is worthy of being a person who can come here. He has extraordinary willpower and beliefs. I hope you can succeed. Now you have broken through the first level!"
"I remember the four people who came to receive the inheritance. It took a full year for the fastest break through the level, but it only took you three months."
…
Zhuo Bufan could clearly feel that his soul had resisted the impact of the demon Tan Leng Yan once. The impact of the cold air was like a person facing a million iron cavalry, just like a lonely boat in the vast ocean where the wind suddenly rose. If you are not careful, you may collapse.
"The cold air is still increasing. Based on my current soul gaze, I guess I can't resist the second impact."
No matter how strong a person's willpower is, it cannot improve his own strength. Strength is strength, and willpower is willpower. For example, a person can burst out ten times stronger than usual when encountering a crisis, or even burn his life. However, no matter how hard he tries, he cannot burst out hundred times more power, because all this is determined by the foundation.
…
The second attack of the demon Tan Lengyan came again.
The sea of gods is covered with frost, and the soul fire is just around the corner, trembling.
Cold, freeze the soul, freeze consciousness.
It seems that everything in the world will be frozen. Once the soul is frozen, the only result is death and the soul is shattered!
"Oh? The second erosion began, half a year earlier than I expected."
The white-haired old man opened his eyes for the second time and looked down quietly. His eyes were as deep as the vast sea of stars, and he could not be explored.
"Boy, if you can't hold on, give up. You've done a good job."
The old man with white hair said lightly, "With your strength, I don't hold any hope. You should know that although your willpower is strong, your soul is too weak after all. Just like a warrior holding a wooden stick, he cannot defeat ordinary people who master cannons. You should understand this principle!"
"give up?"
Zhuo Bufan sneered.
“For me, giving up is harder than persisting.”
"Um?"
The white-haired old man frowned and stopped talking because he felt Zhuo Bufan's soul fire becoming increasingly powerful, with a faint soul flame that surpassed the Jindan stage cultivator.
"You are just in the middle stage of innate cultivation. You have condensed your soul to such an incredible level?"
The old man with white hair said in surprise.
Zhuo Bufan is different from an ordinary monk. He has been a human being in two lifetimes. Even though he has not been practicing for more than other monks, his different feelings and experiences in the two lifetimes have been constantly tempering his soul and tempering his will.
When he was on Earth, Zhuo Bufan was bullied, and it might be better for him to die.
But the heaven gave him the opportunity to go to the vast and wonderful world of cultivation. Zhuo Bufan began to understand the courage and diligence, understand his mind and see his roots, and break out of his own world.
"I am also a person with mediocre materials in the cultivation world. If I choose to give up every time, I will not become the Nine-Turn Immortal Lord!"
"Cultivate, control the universe, and the heaven and earth are slaves!"
The soul roared anger, and the burning cluster of soul fires that were smoldering in the cold world suddenly surged, and it turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards the endless cold area.
"You actually want to directly attack the third floor. In this way, even I can't save you."
The white-haired old man was shocked and shook his head and said, "If you practice for a few hundred years, you may not be unable to obtain the demon Tan Lengyan!"
The soul flames were like traveling through endless cold areas, constantly rushing towards the depths.
After a while, I found the ball of demon Tan Leng Yan with a faint blue color, like the shape of a flash of cereus, strange and charming, and the psychedelic feeling of death is contained.
"The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!"
Zhuo Bufan has a firm will and erases his delusions.
The flexible fire suddenly flew towards Yao Tan Leng Yan. The two were combined, and the two were entangled with red and dark blue lights, fighting each other.
Yao Tan Lengyan wants to kill the soul fire, and the soul fire wants to control Yao Tan Lengyan.
Life and death are in one thought.
"Boy, you are really not afraid of death!"
The white-haired old man frowned, but he could do nothing and could only sigh in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhuo Bufan could succeed. He knew the power of the demon Tan Leng Yan better than anyone else.
This sigh was just a regret for the demise of a monk with extremely firm willpower. (To be continued)