Baimusheng nodded. And then he said.
"Not only that, he is not only the master of Tianmen Mountain, but also the master of the whole island. He is the peak of the world's strength. He has lived for millions of years. His martial arts alone will be enough for you to learn all your life."
Speaking of this, he looked back at ye Ziheng, with a faint smile on his face.
"You're going to hit him. Do you think he'll be blind?"
Ye Ziheng was silent, but after thinking for a while, he went on.
"Do you mean to let me go to xianwujing after ten heavy days?"
Baimusheng was silent for a while, but soon showed a faint smile.
"Well, let's not talk about it. Anyway, I'll only help you to improve to Xianwu realm. After that, it has nothing to do with me."
With that, he took ye Ziheng to the hillside and came to Hanji prison.
Ye Ziheng looks at the frozen gate in front of him. Only a slit in the middle can be used for them to pass through.
At the top of the door, there is a big "cold ridge prison", but it is also tightly wrapped in ice. If ye Ziheng didn't know the name of this place in advance, I'm afraid he could not guess that these words are cold ridge prison.
Into the cold ridge prison, a more biting cold wind came, and ye Ziheng shivered all over, and his breath warmed his hands, but he didn't come to say anything. When he looked up, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
In the gate of Hanji prison, hundreds of warriors, who were frozen into ice sculptures, stood there, running and frightened.
They are running away. It seems that they want to run away from here, but apparently they haven't run out. It seems that what Bermuda said before and before is true and didn't cheat themselves.
Hanji prison may be totally frozen by destiny with one's own power. What about the rest of destiny's people? Why does destiny want to find those people? Where are those people now? Ye Ziheng has no idea.
He wanted to ask baimusheng, but before he could speak, baimusheng pointed to a tall tower not far away and said.
"Climb up, that's where you're going to practice next."
Ye Ziheng looks up at the tall tower of baimusheng's fingers, which is nearly 100 meters high and has reached the clouds.
Looking at the high place, ye Ziheng can't help taking a long breath, but finally nodded.
"Well, I'll go up first."
Then he walked towards the tower.
Looking at ye Ziheng's figure, baimusheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I'm going to deal with what you've done, bunny."
With that, he walked out of the cold ridge prison towards the bottom of the cold mountain.
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By the side of the tower, ye Ziheng found that the tower was actually a slender icicle, crystal clear and without any impurities. Ye Ziheng can even see the situation on the other side of the icicle through his side.
Ye Ziheng put his hand on it and prepared to climb up, but the hand was just put on it. A sharp chill came into his palm. It was like being pierced by an ice cone and stabbed into a bone. The sharp pain and cold rushed into his head, forcing ye Ziheng to take away his palm. He looked at the icicle in front of him in horror and saw how many more icicles he had Be alert.