Chapter 212: Ice Ancestor (I)

Fu Hui took Wu Luo's consciousness all the way down, and this cold resistance was not a big problem for Qian Fuzhong, it easily dived hundreds of zhang, and broke into an ice mist very unexpectedly.

Wu Luo's eyes were confused, and before he could instruct the rune cup to withdraw quickly, the rune cup had already rushed through this ice mist quickly, and the world behind him made him feel like his eyes were bright.

A blue and icy world, the rune cup happened to fall from the sky, from high to low, witnessing the whole picture of this world

The boundless ice world, all kinds of ice structures are like sculptures, although each huge piece of ice can't tell what it looks like, but everything looks like it.

Every piece of ice, no matter how big or small, is crystal clear, as beautiful as a sapphire.

I don't know where the light came from, and the ice was even more beautiful, and the blue was intoxicating. And the light has been refracted by the ice, and it has become colorful and dazzling.

The jade-white talisman cup was like a white snowflake in this blue and cold ice world, slowly falling down. It's nothing compared to those huge ices.

The smallest ice also has the size of a reckless elephant, and the largest stands up to the sky, like a mountain.

When the talisman cup landed halfway, it flew up, turning into a white firefly, slowly flying between heaven and earth with a hazy light. After passing through the huge and beautiful blue icebergs, and crossing the blue glaciers like jewels and jade belts, a huge altar appeared on the distant ice field in the field of vision.

The size of the altar is incredible.

In the Eastern Earth Demon Mountain, the ruins of the abandoned shrine occupy a very huge area, which once amazed Wu Luo, but this altar, Wu Luo estimated that the area was four times that of the ruins of that shrine!

And the altar is not luxurious, such a large-scale altar, presumably the object of the priest is also extraordinarily noble, but the altar is very simple. It gives the impression that the altar is huge, showing the identity and status of the priestly object, but the style is simple, which is the style of the priestly object.

The altar is round and has nine floors, all of which are made of ice, but it looks strange: it is steel made of ice!

In the center of the altar, there is a circle, and one of the huge patterns is the one drawn by Jian Qiu

Wu Luo's heart moved, and he was about to urge the talisman cup to take a closer look, and above the altar, there was suddenly some kind of power from the ancient era awakening.

Before the Fu Cup could even react, it was pushed by that force, quickly withdrawing from the cold world, and rising all the way back to Wu Luo's side.

Wu Luo opened his eyes, and the talisman cup burrowed back into his eyebrows with a wave of grievance. And that power followed, imprinted on Wu Luo's eyebrows.

"Snort"

That power was cold, but this power was imprinted on Wu Luo's eyebrows, but it was like a soldering iron sticking to it, and a burst of green smoke suddenly rose from his skin.

The power vanished as if it had never existed. Wu Luo casually summoned a clear spring and a photo, and as expected, a mark similar to a flame was printed on his eyebrows.

Seeing that mark, Wu Luo couldn't help but be a little funny: Jian Qiu, that stupid, drew the pattern upside down!

It should be big at the top and small at the bottom.

In this way, it looks like a flame at all, but a ghost-like pattern. And at the lower end of this pattern, there is a faint ripple.

If it weren't for the power in the center of Wu Luo's eyebrows, which was printed very clearly, that trace of ripples would have been easily ignored and Jian Qiu didn't see it one by one.

Or, when Jian Qiu first woke up, the pattern was incomplete at all.

A voice popped up in Wu Luo's mind: "What's the matter, how did I realize that you have the seed of the third power in your body?"

Wu Luo passed the mark to the Earth Fire Golden Qilin through his consciousness, and the old guy didn't speak for a while, and finally sighed. ”

"Ice Sea Ghost, this is the mark of the Ice Ancestor Witch, I didn't expect that such a character would not be able to escape that catastrophe. He sighed, and after a moment he rarely laughed at himself: "Perhaps, it is a little person like me, no one pays attention, and he can escape that catastrophe."

The Earth Fire Golden Qilin was depressed, and the tens of thousands of years old monsters remembered the past, and the distant memories woke up little by little, which was definitely a very sad process.

Wu Luo didn't bother him, and took advantage of this time to check his body.

The mark of the "Ice Sea Ghost" in the center of his eyebrows planted a unique power in his body. This force turned into a blue glacier in the Mingtang Palace.

Amazingly, the glacier actually flows.

Wu Luo is already very proficient in the use of divine power, but he has always borrowed the power of the "Land of Abundance", and he has not cultivated divine power, therefore

In the Mingtang Palace, the divine power was not reflected.

Wu Luo's mind moved, and he used the method of the mutant "Daozang" that he had cultivated in Ruolu Prison at the beginning, and urged the glacier to start running in the meridians around his body.

But I always feel awkward. After only two breaths, Binghe suddenly moved, broke free from Wu Luo's control, and instantly filled the meridians all over his body.

Wu Luo was very surprised, the cultivation of Zhongzhou monks has never had such exercises, all the meridians are like rivers, and the spiritual elements are like water, and the water comes naturally. But Lingyuan must be following a certain trajectory.

And the blue ice river instantly filled all the meridians, and then through the meridians, it poured into every vein, every cell, every bone and heart of his body...

Just like Gangfeng, he began to refine Wu Luo's body.

It may not be accurate to use tempering, because in the process, Wu Luo's body continues to strengthen, and the power of Binghe is also growing.

In about two hours, Binghe slowly withdrew from Wu Luo's body and retracted into the Mingtang Palace, which was obviously much larger than the original strong computer visit.

Wu Luoda was surprised: this Ice Ancestor Witch's power seed actually had its own cultivation method!

"The shaman's legacy is different from yours. Seeing that he had finished his work, the Earth Fire Golden Qilin explained: "The power of the sorcerer needs to find a suitable candidate by awakening consciousness, and then the elders of the sect will plant the seeds of power in the disciples. ”

"Don't underestimate the seed of this power, it not only contains the power of Wu, but also contains the master's exercises and the master's lifelong cultivation experience. ”

"After the power of a sorcerer reaches a certain level, this power seed can be condensed and passed on. Condensing such a power seed is a huge cost for the sorcerer itself, so the sorcerer will be extremely strict in accepting disciples. However, once the gate wall is retracted, with this kind of power seed, cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort, and the entry will be rapid. ”

"So, although there are not many real shamans, they are all powerful. ”

Wu Luo was a little puzzled: "But why are there so many people in this world who have completed the awakening of consciousness?"

"They're not shamans, they're just members of the Wiccans. The Wics on their bodies may not be complete. And apparently the altar did not pass on the magic power seed to them, and their brand was only a phantom of the power seed. Let them be able to accumulate this kind of power slowly, but they will not be taught the methods and experience of cultivation. ”

Wu Luo was a little puzzled, and the Earth Fire Golden Qilin said, "If you don't believe it, try your strength." ”

Wu Luo clenched his fist hard, urging the blue ice river in the Mingtang Palace. In the Mingtang Palace, the beautiful and touching blue color revealed through the body but turned into a layer of rich black light, the color was much darker than Jian Qiu and Jian Jie's, like a layer of black oil smeared on his arm.

From this point of view, Jian Jie and the others really didn't lie, they didn't know any cultivation methods at all.

The Earth Fire Golden Qilin said again: "The sorcerers are powerful, but unfortunately the number is too small. It would take an average sorcerer a full year to condense a magic seed. This greatly limited the growth of the Wu Clan.

So they came up with this solution, and the Wicans were able to grow. ”

A trace of cold power in the surrounding air was attracted by the powerful magic power on Wu Luo's arm, and it quickly gathered over. There was no need for Wu Luo to mobilize, the magic power operated on its own, and all the power gathered was collected, and the black light on his arm more than doubled.

"I don't know if there is a way to fight. As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of thought poured into his mind from the blue glacier.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang in his head, and a blue icy earth appeared in front of his eyes. An old man dressed in simple cloth, tall and with thick bones and joints stood proudly on the iceberg, with a pair of tiger eyes full of might, slowly scanning Wu Luo.

Wu Luo's heart was shocked, and the old man had already moved. His body was as strong as a dragon, his arms were turning like a dragon, and his body was lit up with a blue light, driving the power of the whole world to follow him.

The old man kept changing his attack moves, as if he was showing them to Wu Luo.

This piece of heaven and earth trembled slightly under his demonstration, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to withstand such a powerful force. Every time the old man made a move, although he obviously controlled the power, it was just a move, but the residual power fluctuations still continued to destroy the beautiful icebergs.

As those icebergs collapsed, the old man's strength had accumulated to a fixed point, and he suddenly turned into stillness, holding Yuan Shouyi in both hands, standing quietly between heaven and earth.

I don't know when it began, pear lines began to appear under the feet of the old man, spreading rapidly, and soon the whole world collapsed in the cracks.

The old man turned his head again, with a pair of blazing tiger eyes, with a complex meaning, and looked at Wu Luo deeply.