Chapter 1587
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"The Palace Master has awakened …" Many people in the Palace of Cold Blood were alarmed.
Many of the higher-ups hurried towards the shrine and guarded the outside.
Ordinary disciples were not qualified to come outside the Palace of Cold Blood.
The Palace Master of the Palace of Cold Blood was called Leng Wushuang.
Five hundred thousand years ago, she was also the most beautiful woman in the Sky Martial Continent.
She was a genius.
It was said that she had reached the Divine Realm at the age of twenty-seven. (Five hundred thousand years ago was the ancient era. In the ancient era, it was still very easy to break through to the Divine Realm in the Sky Martial Continent. After the ancient era, the world changed greatly, and it became as difficult as ascending to the heavens.)
But later on, no one knew what happened.
This beautiful and alluring Leng Wushuang who had peerless talent.
She became a cold-blooded and heartless female devil.
She created the supreme cultivation technique, the Heavenly Art of Cold Blood, and then created the Palace of Cold Blood.
Any man who dared to trespass within a hundred miles of the Palace of Cold Blood would be killed without mercy.
Five hundred thousand years had passed.
This rule still stood.
…
But no one knew what happened back then.
This female devil whose name shook the heavens in the ancient era seemed to have undergone some unknown changes in her body.
Most of the time, she would fall into a deep sleep.
Every hundred thousand years.
She would wake up once.
Moreover.
A month later, she would fall into a deep sleep again.
And so.
A hundred thousand years had passed.
The Palace Master of the Palace of Cold Blood, the female devil that everyone talked about in the ancient era.
She was about to wake up again.
… ….
There was a huge white jade bed in the shrine.
And on the white jade bed, there was a woman wearing a white palace dress.
This woman was tall and slender.
Her skin was snow-white and delicate.
She was born with a delicate face the size of a palm.
This face was really too beautiful.
It was as if it was a masterpiece of the heavens.
However, his face was too cold.
Even though she had her eyes closed.
It also made people feel that this face was cold to the soul.
This was the Palace Master of the Palace of Cold Blood, Leng Wushuang.
Her long eyelashes fluttered.
Then.
Swish …
She opened her eyes.
Her body floated in the air.
"A hundred thousand years have passed again …" She muttered and her body landed on the ground. Her bare feet that were enough to drive men crazy.
She walked towards the door.
…
Lin Feng and Yuwen Beixuan drank while enjoying the delicious Cold Ice Fish.
This kind of Cold Ice Fish was very difficult to cook. Ordinary people could forget about cooking this Cold Ice Fish into delicious dishes.
Even if he encountered the Frost Ice Fish, he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture.
In the blink of an eye, it was already late at night.
Yuwen Beixuan seemed to be in a very bad mood today as he poured one jar after another down his throat.
Lin Feng said, "Uncle, why did you drink so much today? Could it be that he was too happy after obtaining two treasures from the storage rings? Is that why you can't control yourself? "
Hearing Lin Feng's teasing words, Yuwen Beixuan rolled his eyes.
Then, he sighed.
"The Heavenly Dao has a cycle of reincarnation. Death is sometimes a kind of release, but living is a kind of torture."
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Yuwen Beixuan downed the entire jar of wine.
Then, he walked out of the room.
Seeing him stumble, Lin Feng was a little worried and followed him out.
Yuwen Beixuan whistled and the nine Snow Wolves jumped out.
He put a leash on the nine Snow Wolves.
"It's the middle of the night and it's freezing cold, and it's snowing heavily. Uncle, where are you going?" Lin Feng asked.
"I'm going to relax. You can refine the energy of the Cold Ice Fish. Don't waste these good things," Yuwen Beixuan said.
Then, he sat on the sled.
The nine Snow Wolves pulled the sled and rushed into the distance.
"Something's wrong with uncle tonight …" Lin Feng muttered.
He didn't chase after him.
Because Lin Feng could feel it.
Yuwen Beixuan didn't want him to follow him out.
…
Yuwen Beixuan rode the nine Snow Wolves towards the Palace of Cold Blood and finally stopped a hundred miles away from it.
He looked towards the depths of the Palace of Cold Blood and didn't move for a long time, as if he had turned into a statue.
In the end, he sighed and rode the nine Snow Wolves into the distance.
…
After Lin Feng returned to his room, he sat down cross-legged.
He began to refine the energy of the Cold Ice Fish in his body.
The Immemorial Dragonesque Elephant Art began to circulate.
The energy of the Cold Ice Fish in Lin Feng's body was quickly refined and then absorbed by Lin Feng's body.
A portion of the energy fused into Lin Feng's mind.
A portion of the energy was absorbed by the Great Ice Art, one of the three thousand great Daos.
A portion of the energy fused into the blood in his body.
The energy contained within the Cold Ice Fish was extraordinary.
Therefore, it was very important to cultivators.
The energy of the Cold Ice Fish that was absorbed by the soul raised Lin Feng's soul to the sixth level of the Void God Realm.
Lin Feng's Great Ice Art, one of the three thousand great Daos, was also perfected.
He directly broke through to the Great Perfection Stage.
A man wearing an ice robe sat cross-legged above the sacred art formation formed by the Great Ice Art.
This was the God of Ice.
The spirit of the sacred art formed after the Great Ice Art was cultivated to the Great Perfection Stage.
This God of Ice could cultivate on his own, and his cultivation would become stronger and stronger.
It was rumored that the sacred art could transform into all living things. This saying was not without reason.
For example, this God of Ice might be able to transform into a god in the future.
He would have his own life form.
Of course, even if this God of Ice became a god in the future.
He would still be restricted by Lin Feng and have to listen to Lin Feng's orders.
The transformation that Lin Feng was most happy about was the transformation of his bloodline.
First of all, the Immortal Divine Blood became purer and purer.
The impurities in the Immortal Divine Blood were all purified.
The Immortal Divine Blood originally awakened the Nine Steps of Death and the Gates of Hell. After being purified, the Immortal Divine Blood awakened a third ability.
The ability awakened this time was called "Bridge of Helplessness."
This Bridge of Helplessness referred to the legendary "Bridge of Helplessness."
This Bridge of Helplessness had a great origin.
According to legend, there was a road called the Yellow Springs Road, a river called the River of Forgetfulness, and a bridge called the Bridge of Helplessness.
After crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, there was a platform called the Village Viewing Platform. Beside the Village Viewing Platform, there was an old woman selling Meng Po Soup. Beside the River of Forgetfulness, there was a rock called the Three Lives Rock. Meng Po Soup made you forget everything, and the Three Lives Rock recorded your past and present lives.
After crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, you could take one last look at the mortal world on the Village Viewing Platform and drink a bowl of Meng Po Soup made from the River of Forgetfulness.
Forget everything in this life.
The Bridge of Helplessness was the boundary, and a new cycle began.
Thousands of feet below the Bridge of Helplessness, there were clouds and mist. No one knew what kind of path awaited the next life.
The promise of the next life was just a continuation of this life. After drinking Meng Po Soup, you would forget everything. Meeting in the next life was just a new beginning.
The Bridge of Helplessness. Parting in the past life, meeting in this life, and meeting again in the next life.
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