Chapter 238: Ice and Snow (Part 3)

Southeastern Continent Maya Country, Maliu Strait, Lanta Island.

The Strait of Malliu, surrounded by 104 large and small islands, is a famous tourist attraction in the country of Maya, and tourists from all over the world come here every year.

Landa Island is also located in the Maliu Strait, but it is nearly a hundred miles away from the one hundred and four islands.

Although far apart, the climate of the Maliu Strait is mild, and almost all the islands are suitable for living and vacationing.

At this time, on the island of Landa, a young man sat upright on a white stool, shaking from time to time.

The young man has long hair and a handsome face. He was dressed in a cotton coat and looked into the distance from time to time.

If an outsider were to see such a scene, he would be amazed.

Although it is cold spring at this time, the average annual temperature of the Maliu Strait Island is 25 degrees, so tourists are wearing short-sleeved shorts and playing on the beach during the cold spring wax moon.

But at this moment, the young man in front of him was actually wearing a big cotton coat, and seemed to be shivering from time to time because of the cold.

What's even more incredible is that the trees on this island are all covered with frost, and the small lake on the island is also covered with thick ice caps.

This is simply incredible, in the Maliu Strait, where the four seasons are like spring, this small island actually presents a cold and snowy shape.

"Uncle Shan, when will he come out, father?" the middle-aged man seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and said to a septuagenarian who was only wearing a light practice uniform.

"I don't know, Master said, if it's not something important, you can't go in and disturb him. The septuagenarian said expressionlessly.

The gloom on the middle-aged man's face flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "There is already accurate information about the person who killed my brother and hindered us from entering the Xia Kingdom. ”

He has been here seven or eight times in the past six months, but he has been blocked by this old man and cannot see his father.

The septuagenarian man's eyelids were raised slightly, and before he could open them, he heard a cold voice coming.

"Come in. ”

When the septuagenarian man heard this, his eyes without any emotional fluctuations were suddenly full of excitement.

Then he moved and headed towards the jungle of the island.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly followed.

Soon after stepping into the jungle, under a big tree, sat an extremely thin old man on his knees.

The old man looked so old, his hair was all gray, and his body was covered with frost, making it impossible to see what he was wearing.

Although he couldn't see the clothes clearly, he could see emotionally that the old man's face was dry, and his muscles seemed to be somewhat atrophied, and he looked like skin and bones.

Such an old man sat under the tree without moving, his eyes closed, like an ice sculpture.

"Bang bang!"

If it weren't for the sound of a heart beating dozens of meters away, others would have thought it had frozen to death.

"Master, Fang Lun is here. ”

The septuagenarian whispered respectfully.

The old man seemed to be extremely difficult to open his cloudy eyes, nodded slightly, and said in an old voice: "Lun'er, you are here." ”

"Father. The middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed in response.

If there were people from the upper echelons of the southeast, they would definitely recognize the three people present.

The old man is the top force in the southeast, and the master of the Thousand Sects whose status is even above the head of a country is Fang Ran Dao.

The young man is the first heir of the Thousand Gates, Fang Lun.

And that middle-aged man is a famous generation of teachers in East Asia, Tengshan.

After Fang Lun bowed in response, he looked at his father and couldn't help but show a trace of worry.

He knew that his father was already more than 130 years old, but he didn't expect that in just a few months, he would grow old like this.

His father gave him the feeling that it was like a candle that would go out when it was gently blown by the wind.

Fang Lun thought that he had received the latest news about the young man, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"What's the matter, tell me. ”

Fang Ran said hoarsely.

Fang Lun hid the gloom in his eyes and slowly told what had happened in the past moment.

"Oh, that young man actually killed Kong Yunyang?"

Fang Randao's eyes were slight, and in those cloudy eyes, there was occasionally fine light flowing out.

He is no stranger to Kong Yunyang.

Decades ago, Fang Randao had gone to the Xia Kingdom alone, wanting to visit those hidden ancient martial arts sects, hoping to find an opportunity to break through the artistic conception.

Although he returned in vain, he also had some discussions with those real people who cultivated the Fa and the artistic conception master back then, and he also had some understanding.

"Originally, I thought that when I got out of the customs, I would let Tengshan go to Xia Kingdom. The old man's eyes flickered from time to time. "Now it looks like I'm going to go myself. ”

When Fang Lun heard this, he didn't have time to speak.

But seeing Fang Randao sit up suddenly, his cloudy pupils dissipated, and in an instant, his essence skyrocketed, and the momentum on his body rose steadily, pressing Fang Lun, who was a great member of his internal qi, to retreat again and again.

Even Tengshan, the artistic conception master, was a little out of breath.

"Master, you broke through?!"

"Father, you ......"

The two spoke almost simultaneously, their faces full of surprise and excitement.

"Hahaha. ”

Fang Randao laughed loudly when he heard this.

His figure suddenly swelled, and the frost that covered his body suddenly dissipated.

The originally thin arms and thighs were actually filled with muscles at this time. The bones of the whole body made a sound like frying beans.

The original rickety figure has also grown taller.

The white hair turned into long black hair in an instant.

Just a few tens of seconds.

The old man, who originally looked dying, turned into a middle-aged man with a cold face at this time.

I saw him raise his hand slightly, and a cold air emanated from his body.

"Quack!"

With this sound, the trees, roads, and ice on the shore of the lake that had covered the island were all shattered at the same time.

The island, which was originally extremely cool, returned to normal temperature in a matter of moments.

I saw that the countless ice chips and frost were all gathered on the top of Fang Ran Dao's head.

At this time, Fang Ran Dao gestured a law seal in the void with one hand.

The ice chips and frost in the sky turned into countless ice swords.

The hundreds of ice swords looked like they were all about the same size, about three meters away. And the blade of the sword looks extremely sharp, as if it can cut through iron and steel.

"Go. ”

I only heard Fang Ran say and spit lightly.

The hundreds of ice swords flew towards the sea in unison.

"Bang bang bang!"

When a loud bang came, Fang Lun and Teng Shan looked around.

I saw that the ice sword exploded into the sea, causing a burst of monstrous waves, and after the waves rolled up, they could not fall, but condensed into ice in the air.

Nearly two kilometers of sea area has turned into an ice sea like the North Pole.

What was even more surprising was that the momentum of the hundreds of ice swords did not weaken in the slightest, but continued to shuttle at the bottom of the sea.

As long as the sea water passed through by the ice sword, without exception, all turned into a sea of ice.

"This ...... This is the Ice Rin Sword Technique?!"

Fang Lun's eyes widened in disbelief.

This swordsmanship is Fang Randao's famous stunt, the secret of the Fang family.

Fang Lun himself also had cultivation, but at most he could only condense a half-virtual and half-solid white long blade, which was very different from the actual ice sword in front of him.

"Master...... Have you broken through to the Holy Realm?!"

Teng Shan trembled and asked with some excitement.

"The Holy Realm is empty, and in the past hundreds of years, I don't know if anyone has entered the Holy Realm......"

The regret in Teng Shan's eyes just swelled up, but he heard Fang Randao's hoarse voice continue:

"Although I have not entered the holy realm, I have also broken through the realm of the great perfection of artistic conception. ”

"It's also considered that I have touched the threshold of that holy realm. ”

When Tengshan Fang Lun heard this, their faces immediately showed ecstasy and they bowed together.

"Congratulations to Master......"

"Congratulations to my father......"

"Step into the Half-Step Holy Realm!"

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