The snow flew from the sky, like cold feathers falling, close to the top of the glacial lake, turning into a stream of snow-colored cold force, blending into the whole lake, light and quiet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Here away from the hustle and bustle, all the sounds are silent, the vast mountains, the snow is white, as far as the eye can see, there is a world of ice and snow everywhere, lonely birds fly away, rare human tracks.

The old man in gray sat on the edge of the lake, his eyes penetrated to the figure below the lake, always vigilant and attentive, and did not slack off.

Driven by that thought, the six arrays in the body operated in a cycle, and the compressed Yuan Force was tempered and became a real Yuan Force, and even more refined, with a strong cold attribute.

Wisps of cold power, like a silver snake the size of a fingertip, slowly merged into Feng Xiaoyi's body, condensed by the six formations, and transformed into his power little by little.

Time passes slowly, a month, two months have passed, the Yuan Force in the meridians has slowly increased, and the cold Yuan Force is also refining the meridians, washing the flesh and bones from the inside out.

He is getting stronger day by day, and his strength is also improving step by step, and the weak Yuan Force has the characteristics of cold, and in this cold and harsh environment, he has honed his body and gained a lot of money.

Time is long, and after the fourth month, the Yuan Force in the meridians has changed from a pothole form to a small section of form, and the amount of Yuan Force has been raised to a higher level, and it has entered the Condensing Yuan Realm!

When that small section of Yuan Li is connected, it merges into a small long stream, and at that time, he will take another big step forward, and come to perfection, and the consummation of the Yuan Realm!

A few days later, Feng Xiaoyi's condition improved slightly, and he entered the Ning Yuan Realm Dacheng, his resistance ability was even better, and with the ancient sword on his back, he turned to awaken.

The vague consciousness became clear and bright in a slow and steady form like a muddy sewage precipitation, and the moment Feng Xiaoyi's eyes opened, it was already half a month later.

What came into view, the endless icy lake, the power of the ice wandered like snow, and between him and the lake, there was a layer of energy curtain that was so thin that it was invisible, and the whole body was not soaked.

In the middle of the ice lake, this feeling is so strange, his blood, his flesh, his muscles and bones, accustomed to cold, with a certain amount of antibodies, may be able to survive here almost normally.

Of course, this is inseparable from the ancient sword on his back, otherwise he will become an ice sculpture here, and he will be silent here forever.

"Six Formations..."

The familiar name, the ancient charm, the taste of the long years, throughout the ancient and modern, permeated his body to the limbs and bones, as if he had experienced a lifetime of loneliness.

"You're awake..."

Above the icy lake, the voice of the old man in gray came.

Feng Xiaoyi put away his thoughts, stood up, floated towards the lake, jumped up, went to the lakeside, and stood there, with a trace of unlost trance in the depths of his eyes.

"Six Formations, what kind of martial arts is this?" Feng Xiaoyi asked in a low voice.

"Six formations! Ancient exercises, even ancient and even older..." replied the old man in gray.

"Six formations?" Feng Xiaoyi murmured.

He closed his eyes and meditated, in the deepest part of his mind, one after another light array images flew by, he counted them carefully, but only found that there were only five different formations.

"Why are there only five formations?" Feng Xiaoyi asked.

"There is another one, find it with your heart." The old man in gray replied.

He closed his eyes again and searched with his heart, but he could no longer see the sixth formation, the sixth formation and the sixth formation, why it was only the fifth formation.

Half an hour later, he still found nothing, stopped searching, and spoke: "Who created these six arrays, and who are they related to the ancients?" ”

"Demon God!"

The old man in gray gave these two words, and the two words were in his mouth, without any waves.

Demon God! These are two taboo words!

The ancient demon god, as a taboo figure, is a taboo of some ancient family ancient beast clans and some ancient Taoist systems, with hatred and hatred.

In the rumors that have been handed down since ancient times, this is a heinous demon, his hands are covered with blood, he has committed a mortal crime, and he is hated by the ancient world.

"What? Scared? "The old man in gray is not salty or indifferent.

"Nope!"

For some reason, Feng Xiaoyi said casually, without the slightest hesitation, and said decisively and ordinarily.

In fact, in today's world, there are people who know the six formations, which have disappeared with the passing of time.

The two stopped talking for a long time, not knowing what they were thinking.

"What is my sword?"

After a long time, Feng Xiaoyi opened his mouth again, even though his consciousness has been blurred for several months, he has never been dormant, he has a feeling that it is this sword that has saved his life.

"Sword! It was originally called 'Xuanyin'," said the gray-clothed old man.

"And now?"

"It's called 'Snow Hate'!" The old man in gray replied coldly.

Feng Xiaoyi's heart silently recited the name of the sword, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have clicked on the heart of the old man in gray.

"From now on, you enter the lake, and in the process of cultivation, you will engrave the six formations in your body, until you enter the realm, which is the day we leave." The old man in gray dropped the sentence.

Landscape! Crossing the Ning Yuan Realm and completely crossing the door of cultivation is like entering the hall and starting to spread your wings and soar to the world! Seize the power of heaven and earth to your heart's content, and strengthen yourself!

In the end, Feng Xiaoyi stopped talking, silently returned to the ice lake, according to what the old man in gray said, he engraved the six arrays in his body, and just started it, he actually felt that the six arrays were running on their own.

Six arrays, six arrays, such as the same root, complement each other, between the two, there is a wonderful connection.

Observe, inscribe, cumbersome, complex, mysterious, and finally fail again and again, to experience with your heart, to explore with your heart, not far away, how can you know the horsepower, not for a long time, and how can you understand people's hearts.

One month, two months, not enough for three months, the time is long, and he can witness the determination, stroke by stroke, Feng Xiaoyi kept it in mind, he tried again and again, and little by little he was getting closer to success.

"Cold! Contains the mystery of cold! ”

After too long, he forgot the concept of time, and finally one day, he carved out a prototype of the formation, became familiar with the structure, and also felt the cold charm from above.

It was also from this moment that his understanding of the power of cold became deeper, and then his absorption and absorption of the power of cold was also faster and stronger.

Later, the old man in gray took him to the outer edge of the mountain range, a group of ice wolves, the strength is under the condensation of the Yuan Realm, the scene of the wolves encircling and suppressing, and the young man fighting hard will often be staged one by one.

A section of the Yuan Force in the meridians was extracted, gathered between the hands and legs, punches and kicks, elbows and palms, and fierce attacks in hand-to-hand combat, bursting out with the power that Yuan Li should have.

Every time I fought until the last moment of exhaustion, I was covered with blood, wolf blood and his blood, the smell was thick and pungent, and the wounds were bloody and vivid.

The wolf nature is ferocious, not to mention that it is a group, fighting with it, and if you don't want to be torn to pieces, you can only be more fierce than them, traumatize it, kill it, and kill it until it is cowardly and retreats!

His bravery, hard work, and ruthlessness have been honed to become stronger and stronger in this way!

It's over, I'm about to get tired, and after a short rest, it's time to walk back into the mountains, and I can't muster much strength in my whole body, and I have to drag my pace and grit my teeth until I can't walk anymore.

This kind of training has forced people to the extreme again and again, breaking through their own limits again and again, and further tapping their own potential, and never relenting until they are close to death!

The old man in gray carried him back to the icy lake, and submerged him in the lake, his exhausted body frantically absorbing the power contained in the lake, and it also hurt his wounds.

His strength is to forge ahead in pain and seek in danger!

Sections of Yuan Li leaned on each other, and they slowly connected with the flow of time, and after a few months, after a lot of painstaking efforts and suffering, they finally converged into a trickle, slowly flowing.

The combination of battle and cultivation, the mutual encouragement of cruelty and patience, allowed him to step into the consummation of the Ning Yuan Realm in a shorter period of time!

This kind of penance has not yet come to an end, he is still bearing it day after day, the lower the ice lake goes, the more terrible the temperature becomes, ten zhang, twenty zhang, fifty zhang, eighty zhang, and even a hundred zhang!

He has broken records again and again, and he has also broken through the limit again and again!

Time flies, time is like an arrow, and in a blink of an eye, another year has passed.

The snow is white, all year round, and the snowflakes in the sky are composing the silence in the bitter cold.

In the holy snow-capped mountains, a small figure is particularly eye-catching, and the line of sight is greatly narrowed, still dressed in gray clothes, standing on a boulder by the lake.

The old man looked at the depths of the glacial lake, where there was a lot of power fluctuations, and the icy and cold power, like a silver python, surging around, drove the lake to float.

It's been more than two and a half years, and it's been so long since they first came here, and now it seems that it's almost time for them to leave.

It took more than two and a half years to enter the Pseudo-Condensation Yuan Realm when he first came here, and he had to enter the realm and cross a big realm, which was made by the old man in gray himself, and this efficiency was a bit slow.

However, there is a reason for it, and some time, Feng Xiaoyi is committed to the exploration and inscription of the Six Formations, and he has benefited a lot from it!

"It's time to move on to your next destination."

The old man in gray looked in the other direction and whispered to himself, and then, he stretched out his withered palm, and gently pressed down with one palm, and the churning lake calmed down in an instant.

A long roar soared into the sky, resounding throughout the entire ice lake, one hundred and twenty zhang deep at the bottom of the lake, or due to the influence of the palm of the gray-clothed old man just now, a large amount of icy cold power surged towards a young figure.

The snow-colored light danced wildly, like snow-colored lightning bursting in all directions, full of power filled the whole body, the skin and flesh were swollen and painful, and his own yuan power was growing at an astonishing speed, and his breath was rising!

He is attacking the shackles of his body against Yuan Li in one go, breaking through the bottleneck, and going all out to enter the realm!

Unexpectedly, his progress lasted longer than ordinary people, and it took more than half an hour for the aura of climbing to stop, and finally became stable.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge column of water rushed out of the lake, as high as ten zhang, the momentum was huge, a figure jumped out of it, and landed steadily, with the ancient sword and snow hatred behind it, the face was cold, the eyes were terrifying, and the clothes and hair did not drip!

"Let's go!"

The old man in gray turned around and walked outside, without saying a word, the young man looked at him silently, and finally walked away.

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