The white cold pond is located at the bottom of the peak of Taibai Peak, the snow mist is misty, walk into the mountain pass, enter the eye is the waterfall of three zhang high and pour into the cold pool, the white water droplets splash and run, the surrounding green grass is green, the white cold smoke in the pool is diffuse, cold and cold.

I walked into the pool step by step, the silk clothes I was wearing were not wet, but it couldn't stop the cold pool water stinging my ankles like pins, and then my knees, inch by inch, the water didn't reach my shoulders, and the snow mist soon wet my hair, I shivered all over, gritted my teeth and endured the extreme bitter cold that invaded my soul bones.

The nine golden light enchantments were covered layer by layer, sealing me in the center of the pool, and it was difficult to turn over. The thousand-year-old ice chain extended from the four sides of the depths of the cold pool, locking my hands and feet, I sat on the stone and couldn't move, the countless fine and dense Ling Bing needles slowly pierced into the body, as if Ling Chi was executed, it hurt through the heart, but it would never make me faint, it was just pain, the whole body was densely packed with pain, and the pain was unbearable!

When the salt water seeps in little by little, the whole body will become more sensitive, and the pain is so painful that I don't even have the courage to live.

The ice punishment was originally a punishment for immortals, but because of my different physiques, in order to allow me to survive this punishment, Bai Wei Tianxian gave me a fairy pear before the execution, so as to increase my ten-year cultivation, plus my own cultivation of the mental method, I can barely survive.

It's just that this bitter pain is so extreme that I die and live day and night, every time I am about to lose it, but at that moment, the figure of the master in white clothes appears in front of me, and I can only grit my teeth and endure it little by little. At night, when I couldn't close my eyes in pain, I looked up at the nine-story white pagoda of the Taishang Shrine, recalling that my master had carefully taught me to practice swords and personally fed me water, and time seemed to pass a little faster.

If enduring the cold is cruel, then it is even more cruel that there is no one to talk to me.

A powerful enchantment had already been laid near Hantan, and no Zhongtian disciple could get close, even the sect leader of the Red Ghost City in the Underworld, Kaguya, was afraid that it would be difficult to break in for a while. Whatever happens here, no one will know; No matter what I say, no one will respond to me. As the days go by, it is inevitable that I will have all kinds of hallucinations, feeling that I am a madman, all of which are the world of my own imagination, but I can't really go crazy, I can only soberly endure the numbness and pain that comes from the constant torture on my body, and I want to die immediately.

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The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars change, and I have been imprisoned in Baihantan for more than three months, and I can't know everything about the outside world. I wonder if the third prince has returned to the East China Sea from the Moon River? I didn't have time to say goodbye to him after I left the shrine that day, but I hope he will be well, so that I can be less troubled here.

I looked up and saw the fir grove on the top of the hill bathed in the last rays. The tiny snow hail has begun to flutter at some point.

The sun is going down again...... The purple stars in the sky that corresponded to me were faintly dimmed.

Every day when the sun goes down, it means that the water in the pool will start to freeze, and the pool around me will form countless ice needles, while the pool water in the distance is still rippling.

At the moment when the sun sets, at the moment when the glow dissipates, countless Ling Bing needles pierced my body, no matter how many times I experienced such pain, every time I thought about it, it would still make me feel painful, cold sweat kept coming out of my head, and big drops fell into the cold pool, and the cycle began again and again, until I ran out of qi and blood.

How strong do you have to be to endure such cold and loneliness? How desireless does it have to be to last for five years?

Snow, falling from the cold gray clouds, seemed to be a dense and thick curtain, and came through the vast fir forest. The crimson blood spread in the cold pool, and was condensed together by the ice cubes, making it look bloody and cruel.

Looking up, the huge fir trees are like cold tombstones pointing to the sky, and the upside-down icicles hanging on the trees are shining brightly, like the starry sky in the dark night.

The Taishang Shrine was between the bright stars, out of reach, and the nine-story white pagoda in the distance began to become more and more holy in the snowflakes, and my consciousness gradually blurred in the wind and snow that came from my head......

Master, I can't hold on any longer, if this is really what you want, if this can calm your anger and undo all the sins committed by your disciples, Ama begs for death, but for death......

I lowered my head slowly, my thoughts dazed.

I don't know how long I can hold out, I don't think I can wait until the end of the five-year period to see Master again. The knife is blunt and the red dust is billowing, and I'm afraid that I will never see each other again even on the side of the third brother.

If this is the end of life, it is also on the road to atonement. I'm worthy of Master.

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