Chapter 241 Extreme Cold

It stands to reason that when Shen Lang reaches this level of cultivation, his body should not be greatly affected by the temperature changes in the external environment.

After all, after a long period of cultivation and tempering, his body has become extremely strong and can withstand various harsh environmental factors.

However, this time, Shen Lang clearly felt a biting cold.

The cold seemed to be countless sharp ice needles, madly squeezing his skin from all directions.

Each "ice needle" has a strong penetrating power and drills into his pores mercilessly.

Shen Lang's body trembled slightly involuntarily. He tried to circulate the spiritual power in his body to try to resist the invasion of this cold.

It was indeed difficult. He had just gotten out of the muddy swamp with difficulty, and in the blink of an eye he stepped into the extreme cold again.

With every step forward, Shen Lang could clearly feel that the tendons and veins in his body seemed to be frozen inch by inch.

The cold was like invisible frost, quietly spreading to every vein in his body, causing the originally unobstructed tendons and veins to gradually lose vitality.

The blood was also solidifying bit by bit, like a slowly freezing stream, flowing slower and slower.

Even the movement of spiritual power became stagnant and slow because of this.

The spiritual power flowed through the meridians with difficulty, as if it was fighting against a strong resistance.

However, Shen Lang was not afraid at all.

On the contrary, his eyes flashed with excitement, and his heart was eager to try.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and whispered to himself: "Interesting! The more difficult it is, the more it can inspire my fighting spirit. I want to see what this extreme cold can do to me."

At the same time, the pair of eyes hidden in the air also revealed a little bit of watching the show.

The mysterious existence seemed to be looking forward to the next development, as if a wonderful drama was about to be staged.

"This little thing, can't it just spray some spiritual fire? It dares to act recklessly on my territory. Humph, this time I will make you unable to use fire, let's see how arrogant you are!"

There was a hint of anger and teasing in the voice.

As soon as the voice fell, the white tiger shadow just raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

Instantly, the area where Shen Lang was located began to snow heavily.

The snowflakes were like countless white elves, floating lightly from the sky.

As the snowflakes fell, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the air was filled with biting cold.

After a while, Shen Lang was covered with snowflakes.

If it was just snowing, it might not be a particularly serious matter.

However, a more worrying situation appeared.

Shen Lang suddenly discovered that the snowflakes would not melt after falling on his body.

The snowflakes quietly covered his body, as if undergoing some mysterious changes.

Soon, these snowflakes turned into layers of confinement, like solid shackles, tightly binding Shen Lang.

They prohibited Shen Lang from absorbing the spiritual power of the outside world, completely isolating Shen Lang from the vast source of spiritual power.

As the snowflakes continued to accumulate, the power of the confinement became stronger and stronger.

Shen Lang tried to struggle, trying to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to resist this restraint, but found that his efforts seemed so powerless.

In this extremely cold environment, his movements gradually became slow, and the temperature of his body continued to drop.

Soon, Shen Lang was frozen into an ice sculpture.

His body stood there stiffly, wrapped in a crystal clear ice layer, as if it was a frozen work of art.

Although the spiritual power could not be operated, Shen Lang's thinking was still very clear.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion in his heart: Is this the ability and means possessed by the ancient beast? It's really amazing.

It can manipulate the elements of heaven and earth so exquisitely, as if the whole world is under its control.

The white tiger phantom wanted to use the ice and snow water all over the sky to restrain his spiritual fire, but it didn't know that Shen Lang's spiritual fire was not an ordinary fire.

The spiritual fire of the alchemist has a unique characteristic, that is, it can gradually advance as the alchemist's own strength continues to improve.

This advancement is not achieved overnight, but in the long process of alchemists' practice, as they become more proficient in controlling spiritual power and their understanding of alchemy skills becomes more profound, the spiritual fire will also change accordingly.

At this time, the thick ice layer on Shen Lang's body began to melt slowly under the scorching of the spiritual fire.

The spiritual fire seemed to be a sharp weapon, stubbornly resisting the restraint of the ice layer.

The temperature of the spiritual fire gradually increased, melting the surrounding ice and snow bit by bit.

The ice layer began to have fine cracks, and then the cracks continued to expand, making a slight "crackling" sound.

As time went by, the ice layer became thinner and thinner, and finally completely melted under the continuous attack of the spiritual fire.

Then, Shen Lang was finally able to move freely.

He moved his somewhat stiff body and felt the freedom he had regained.

However, snowflakes continued to float in the air.

The snowflakes fluttered like countless white elves dancing in the air.

Once these snowflakes fell on the body, they would once again become a seal that imprisoned spiritual power.

It was like a mysterious force that tightly bound people's spiritual power, making it impossible for them to cast spells.

However, this did not pose a problem for Shen Lang.

He immediately released his spiritual consciousness, which spread rapidly like invisible tentacles.

Shen Lang used his mental power to form a transparent membrane to block his body.

This membrane seemed thin, but it contained powerful power.

It was like a solid shield, protecting Shen Lang tightly.

This special snowflake can restrain spiritual power, but it has no effect on mental power.

Because mental power has jumped out of the five elements and is not bound by the five elements.

Mental power is a mysterious and powerful force that transcends the scope of matter and has unique properties and functions.

So, the next road is indeed much easier to walk.

Shen Lang took steady steps and walked forward step by step.

His figure seemed particularly firm in this icy and snowy land, as if no difficulties could stop him from moving forward.

The snowflakes that kept falling seemed to have lost their previous threat at this time, and could only helplessly fall beside him, but could no longer cause any obstacles to him.

Shen Lang seemed to be strolling in his own courtyard, leisurely and contented.

This vast area of ​​ice and snow was once full of dangers and challenges, but in Shen Lang's eyes, it was just a scenery on his way forward.

He walked slowly, the biting cold wind whistled around him, and gradually, Shen Lang walked out of this vast area of ​​ice and snow.