Chapter 1439 Inheritance

"A predestined person? Could it be me?"

Zhuo Bufan pointed to his nose, no matter in his previous life or this life, he had never encountered such a thing.

"Well, you are destined. Come with me, boy."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly floated forward slowly, Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment, followed behind him, walking slowly.

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

"Look ahead."

Zhuo Bufan looked intently, and there was actually a circular ice pool in front of him, with billowing white cold air, like the mist from boiling water, but the cold air was incomparably cold.

The circular ice pool is about the size of a football field. Transparent and crystal-clear petals grow on the edge of the ice pool, all of which seem to be carved out of ice. The short length is ten meters, and the height is 100 meters. A blooming lotus.

"It's so cold."

Zhuo Bufan shuddered all over, this kind of chill was not felt by the body, but the chill felt by the soul.

"This is the Ice Lotus God's Pond, for the purpose of breeding a kind of 'treasure' that can enhance the soul."

The white-haired old man put one hand behind his back, stroked his long beard, and looked forward, revealing a hint of pride.

"The treasure that enhances the soul?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened, could it be that this is the 'treasure' written on the black stone tablet just now.

Zhuo Bufan quickly thought and calculated in his mind, spent the power of transforming the world, and created such a heaven-defying secret realm as the fourth area, in order to breed a kind of treasure.

Not only that, but the other party spent so much energy and took ten thousand years to conceive successfully, but left a clone of divine sense waiting here in advance, does the other party already know that he cannot obtain such a treasure?

If he hadn't known for a long time that he would not be able to obtain the treasure, how could he have arranged for his clone to wait again?

"Boy, before you came, four people have been here in the past ten thousand years, but none of them succeeded in the end."

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

"Four people have been here? None of them succeeded in getting the treasure?"

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

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

The corner of Zhuo Bufan’s mouth twitched, his current strength, I am afraid that he can be ranked in the forefront even on the earth, maybe the four people who came in front belonged to the hidden sect, lived for thousands of years, hidden on the earth. cultivator.

But now that the earth's aura has just recovered, no matter how talented a person is, I'm afraid they won't be able to cultivate to a high level.

"Boy, go to the ice lotus pond, there is a treasure, whether you can get it or not depends on your ability."

The white-haired old man flew to the ice pond and sat cross-legged on a piece of frosty petals, and stopped talking.

"Treasure?"

Zhuo Bufan flew up lightly, flew to the sky above the ice lotus pond, and looked down. The center of the ice pond was filled with thick white fog, and he couldn't see the situation below. If he went down rashly, he might encounter unexpected dangers.

What's more, the white cold air was a hundred meters away, and it seemed to be eroding the real energy shield covering Zhuo Bufan's body all the time, and the degree of coldness in it could be seen.

"Can't you go down?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, hesitant in his heart.

If there is really the treasure that the old man said below, it must be an earth-shattering treasure after spending so much money and conceiving for thousands of years, he naturally wants to get it.

But the first four people who came to look for the treasure ended in failure, can you do it yourself?

"Boy, don't worry. If I wanted to harm you, you would have died a long time ago. Even if you fail to accept the treasure inheritance, you won't die."

The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on a piece of frosty petals seemed to be able to see through Zhuo Bufan's mind, and said lightly.

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

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

cold!

Biting cold!

"It's cold."

Zhuo Bufan felt a piercing cold all over his body.

This kind of coldness is not produced on the body, but is born directly in the soul, as if putting the soul into an ice pool.

After a while, Zhuo Bufan raised his eyes and looked ahead, his eyes showed surprise.

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

"Fire? Ice?"

Zhuo Bufan stared in amazement at the cluster of burning cold fire in front of him, which was magical and magnificent, with a kind of magic power that devoured people's hearts.

"This is Yaotan Lengyan, whether you can conquer it or not depends on your luck."

The old voice of the white-haired old man rang in Zhuo Bufan's ears again, and then fell silent.

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

"Yaotan Lengyan?"

Zhuo Bufan blinked his eyes, not knowing what kind of existence it was.

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

Whoosh!

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

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

Cold, cold from the soul.

"Hold it."

The spiritual energy in Zhuo Bufan's body and the art of good fortune and good fortune immediately operated automatically, breaking the coldness of his body.

Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged on the spot and closed his eyes.

"It's so cold..." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, continuously running the exercises to lower the cold air generated by his body, these cold air can almost instantly freeze the blood flowing in the meridians.

The spiritual energy and the power of the stars began to spread throughout the body, lower than the endless chill emanating from his body, but the chill became more and more serious. Under the resistance of the spiritual energy and the power of the stars, it could only slow down the erosion of the cold air.

"Why is it so cold?"

Zhuo Bufan roared in his heart, this kind of coldness reminded him of the past, when Chen Qingai's parents drove him and his mother out of Chen's house, it was summer, with heavy rain, howling wind, lightning and thunder in the dark night.

Both he and his mother were drenched by the downpour, and were so cold that they developed a high fever the next day.

However, compared to the coldness at that time, it is like the gap between a pool and the sea.

In an instant. Neither the spiritual energy nor the power of the stars can stop the cold air spreading from 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, completely freezing Zhuo Bufan's body in it .