Chapter 1438: inherited

Chapter 1439: Inheritance

"A destined person? Isn't it me?"

Zhuo Bufan pointed to his nose, he had never encountered anything like this before or in this life.

"Well, you are destined. Kid, come with me."

After that, the white-haired old man suddenly drifted forward slowly, Zhuo Bufan hesitated, followed behind him, and walked slowly.

After walking for about two or three kilometers, the white-haired old man suddenly stopped.

"Look ahead."

Zhuo Bufan looked intently, and there was a circular ice pool in front of him, with a rolling white cold air, like the mist that boiled out when the water boiled, but the cold air was extremely cold.

The circular ice pool is about the size of a football field. The edge of the ice pool grows slices of transparent crystal petals, all of which look like carved from ice. It is ten meters short and 100 meters high. The whole ice pool looks like A blooming lotus.

"It's so cold."

Zhuo Bufan hit a violent spirit all over his body. This kind of chill was not felt by the body, but the chill felt by the soul.

"This is the ice lotus sacred pond, in order to breed a kind of'great treasure' that can lift the soul."

The old white-haired man turned his back with one hand, stroked his long beard, and looked forward, revealing a faint pride.

"The treasure to elevate the soul?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened. Could it be that this is the ‘Treasure’ written in the text just seen on the black stone tablet.

Zhuo Bufan quickly thought about calculations in his mind, spent the power of transforming the world, and created the fourth area, such a secret world against the sky, in order to nurture a kind of treasure, the top power can be described as vast and incomparable.

Not only that, but the other party expended so much energy, and it took ten thousand years to nurture success, but a divine mind clone was left waiting here in advance. Does the other party already know that he himself can't get this treasure?

If he hadn't known for a long time that he couldn't get the treasure, how could he arrange for himself to wait again?

"Boy, before you came, four people had been here in these ten thousand years, but in the end they didn't succeed."

The old white-haired man shook his head and sighed softly.

"Four people have been here? None of them succeeded in obtaining treasures?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, it seems that the treasure is not so easy to get.

"To be honest, your cultivation is the worst among those who come." The white-haired old man said bluntly.

Zhuo Bufan twitched at the corner of his mouth. His current strength may be ranked in the forefront even when placed on the Blue Star. Maybe the four people who came in front belonged to the Hidden Door. They have lived for thousands of years and are hidden on the Blue Star. Ancient cultivator.

But now that Yu Lan Xingfang's aura has just recovered, even a person who is no longer gifted, probably won't be able to cultivate to a high level.

"Boy, you go to the ice lotus pond. There is a treasure. Whether you can get it depends on your ability."

The old white-haired man flew to the ice pool and sat down with a frosty petal, and stopped talking.

"Treasure?"

Zhuo Bufan flew up lightly, flew over the ice lotus pond, and looked down below. The center of the ice pond was filled with thick white fog, and he could not see the situation below. He might encounter unexpected danger if he went on rashly.

Moreover, the white cold air was 100 meters away, and it seemed to be eroding the Zhenyuan shield covering Zhuo Bufan's body at all times, and the degree of coldness in it was evident.

"Can't go down?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned and hesitated in his heart.

If there is really the treasure mentioned by the old man below, it must be a earth-shattering treasure after tens of thousands of years of sophistication, and he naturally wants to get it.

But the first four people who came to find the treasure all ended in failure. Can you do it yourself?

"Boy, don't worry, if I wanted to harm you, you would have fallen a long time ago. Even if you don't succeed in accepting the inheritance of the treasures, you won't die."

The white-haired old man sitting on a frosty petal, as if he could see through Zhuo Bufan's mind, said lightly.

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and dived down.

Breaking through the layers of white fog, there is actually an ice table carved from ice and snow below. It is crystal clear, with divine light flowing, beautiful, giving people the illusion of being in a fairyland like a dream.

cold!

Bitterly cold!

"It's cold."

Zhuo Bufan felt a deep cold all over his body.

This cold is not produced physically, but directly born in the soul, as if putting the soul into an ice pool.

After a while, Zhuo Bufan raised his eyes and looked forward, with a stunning color in his eyes.

In front, a cluster of white-blue flames rose and burned, and the cold that made the soul tremble was exuded from it.

"Flame? Cold?"

Zhuo Bufan stared in amazement at the cluster of burning cold fire in front of him, which was mysterious and magnificent, and had a kind of fascinating magic.

"This is Yao Tan Leng Yan, whether you can conquer it depends on your good fortune."

The old white-haired man's voice rang in Zhuo Bufan's ear again, and he was silent immediately.

"Boy, come on." The white-haired old man stared at the bottom of the ice lotus pond indifferently, as if his eyes could penetrate through the layers of white mist and directly saw Zhuo Bufan, and he sighed in his heart.

"Demon Tan Leng Yan?"

Zhuo Bufan blinked his eyes, not knowing what rank it was.

After walking for two steps, the closer to the cold flame, the colder the soul feels.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, that demon Tan Lengyan turned into a stream of light and flew directly towards Zhuo Bufan, and disappeared from Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows into the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and immediately his skin became pale as paper, his face was white, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.

Cold, the cold from the soul.

"Hold it down."

Zhuo Bufan's aura and Qiankun Good Fortune Art immediately operated automatically, breaking the body's cold.

Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"It feels so cold..." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, and the continuous operation of the exercises was lower than the cold air produced by the body. These cold air can almost instantly freeze the blood flowing in the meridians.

The aura and the power of the stars began to spread throughout the body, lower than the endless chill that radiated from the body, but the chill became more and more serious, and the resistance of the aura and the power of the stars could only slow the erosion speed of the cold.

"Why is it so cold?"

Zhuo Bufan roared in his heart. This cold reminded him of the past. He and his mother were driven out of Chen's house by Chen Qingai's parents. It was summer, with heavy rains, squally winds roaring in the dark night, and lightning and thunder.

Both he and his mother were drenched by the pouring rain, and it was so cold that they had a high fever the next day.

However, compared with the cold of that time, it is like the gap between the pool and the sea.

In a flash.

Neither the spiritual energy nor the power of the stars can stop the cold air that spreads out of the body. The hair and eyelashes are covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, and layers of ice crystals continue to condense on the body, which completely seals Zhuo Bufan’s body in it. .