"Little Spirit River Cultivator, you'll definitely be interested. We have more than ten Half-Chaos Magic Artifacts. You can take your pick when the time comes."
A cold voice came from the side. Chu Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged scholar in a green robe walking over quickly.
The scholar's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were disdainful. He said coldly, "I'm just afraid you won't meet our standards!"
This scholar had a proud and arrogant look on his face. Clearly, his strength was enough for him to not put anyone in his eyes. Judging from his temperament, this cold-faced scholar must be someone who had lived above others for a long time.
"Take my pick?" Chu Chen said indifferently, "Then I'll test your standards. Since that's the case, how do you plan to test me?"
The fat old man, the scholar in green robe, and the little boy looked at each other. The old man looked at the scholar and said, "You set the test."
The scholar in green robe nodded and looked coldly at Chu Chen. "Since that's the case, you'll play a song first. There are no fixed requirements for this song, but the word 'Han' must be prominent. "
With that, he walked to a stool next to the fat old man and sat down. Then, he took out a book from his storage Magic Artifact and started reading. It was obvious that he did not care about this test at all.
"Just 'Han' is fine? No problem. "
Chu Chen nodded. Then, he took out the black zither that was like black jade from his storage Magic Artifact and placed it on the table.
"This person's cultivation is only at the Spirit River Realm. I didn't expect him to have such a good zither!"
Before the two main characters could speak, the boy in green robe standing next to them was slightly surprised and exclaimed softly. There was a strange light in his eyes. The fat old man next to him quickly waved his hand. "Silence!"
The boy in green robe quickly shut up. Chu Chen silently comprehended for a moment. Then, his hands began to play on the black zither.
At first, the sound of the zither was a little low, making people feel drowsy. However, the quality of the sound was extremely clear. Suddenly, Chu Chen's expression changed. With a slight movement of his fingertips, it was as if a cold current had suddenly appeared in the void.
This piece of music wasn't a famous piece. Strictly speaking, it wasn't even a complete piece. It was just a free combination of scale symbols.
The green-robed scholar and the green-robed boy still looked relaxed. They didn't pay much attention to it. One was reading a book while the other was absent-minded. Only the fat old man held his breath and listened attentively.
But as they listened, the expressions on their faces slowly changed.
At first, Chu Chen's music was a little messy. It sounded as if someone had splashed a basin of ice water on the ground, splashing it all over the place. It was a mess and didn't seem to be in order.
However, as he splashed and splashed, more and more ice water accumulated on the ground. When the entire ground was covered by ice water, the bone-chilling coldness suddenly appeared.
The temperature of the ice water rapidly dropped. It turned from transparent ice water to snow-white frost, and then to a thick layer of ice …
They didn't know when it started, but there was an obvious chill around them, as if winter had suddenly arrived.
Waves of cold air gathered from all directions, causing the half-step Heavenly River green-clothed boy, who had the lowest cultivation base, to shiver unconsciously. His expression suddenly changed.
Then, the cold air suddenly increased and the temperature rapidly dropped.
Grains of ice crystals began to appear in the air.
Countless grains of ice crystals connected with each other, forming the illusion of a continuous undulating iceberg that shrouded everyone.
The icy coldness could be felt with one's hand, and the illusion of the iceberg in the air became clearer and clearer.
Waves of icy cold wind seemed to blow directly from the frozen glaciers in the extreme north, and the world was filled with a bleak and austere aura.
The pale-faced scholar in green robe looked up from the book in his hand. Feeling the waves of coldness in the surrounding void, his expression changed slightly.
Kacha …
With a crisp sound, with the place where Chu Chen was sitting as the center, a white gas spread out from under his feet.
Wherever the white gas passed, a thick layer of ice was covered. The ice layer grew extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was several inches thick.
The zither music became more impassioned. Every note seemed to spurt out an extremely cold air. The illusion of the iceberg in the void had condensed to the point of being solid.
Just as the zither music reached its peak, a long note burst out, causing the iceberg to collapse!
"Hualala …"
The collapsed iceberg sprayed even more intense cold air in all directions, covering the entire courtyard.
Faintly, a deathly aura radiated out.
The ice layer on the ground had risen to more than a foot thick. Except for the area where they stood, everything was covered with a layer of ice more than a foot thick. It looked incomparably magnificent and dazzling.
"How … how can it be so cold!"
The first to be unable to hold on was the green-robed boy. His small face was pale, and a dazzling spiritual energy shield had risen from his body. However, it had no effect on resisting the cold air. He was frozen to the point that his teeth were chattering.
The fat old man next to him smiled like a flower. He could clearly see that Chu Chen did not use any secret technique during the process of playing.
This cold air was not condensed by some kind of ice attribute secret technique, but was truly triggered by the zither music.
The pale-faced scholar in green robe had already put away the book in his hand. Looking at the ice layer around him that had risen to more than a foot thick and was still thickening, his expression changed again and again.
Immediately afterward, a light flashed in his hand, and a vertical bamboo flute appeared. He began to play it.
The vertical bamboo flute was emerald green, and there were little dark red spots on its surface, like tear stains.
As the green-robed scholar played, a scorching hot concept appeared out of thin air. It transformed into a roiling flame that appeared behind him.
The raging flames radiated waves of intense heat, resisting the extremely cold air in the void.
The zither music was clear and resounding, and every note was like a pearl falling on a jade plate.
The sound of the vertical bamboo flute was low and mellow, with a sense of oppressive heaviness.
In an instant, the entire courtyard had turned into an intense battlefield.
The extremely cold air and the scorching flames each occupied half of the space, and they violently bombarded and collided with each other.
The entire courtyard had truly fallen into a realm of ice and fire. A moment ago, it was still cold air, and the next moment, it would be scorched by rolling flames.
A faint halo rose around the fat old man, isolating all the cold air and flames outside.
The green-robed boy was somewhat in pain. Whether it was the cold air or the flames, they were a kind of "concept" triggered by the zither music. They did not really exist, so this kind of cold and scorching heat could not be resisted by the spiritual energy shield.
Without this kind of musical attainment, it was impossible to resist this kind of attack!
The green-robed boy's expression was painful. One moment, he was sweating profusely, and the next moment, he was shivering from the cold. The alternating cold and heat almost made him faint.
(This chapter ends)
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