Qianye looked up at the magnificent building in front of him, where every line was written with the years written on it, paused for a moment, and then walked straight to the gate of the Frost Thunder Temple.

The fluttering ribbons that kept appearing on the road ahead were waved away by him, just like walking through the overly decorated streets on a grand festival. This process seems to be an understatement, but in fact, it is step by step into the abyss, if it is an ordinary powerhouse, I am afraid that half of the palm will be gone after a wave. And in front of Qianye, the streamer has become tame and obedient, never showing the fangs hidden inside.

Pulling away the ribbon all the way, Qianye finally came to the gate of the Frost Thunder Temple.

The two gates of the temple are tens of meters high, and in front of such a huge object, the existence of a thousand nights is like a small ant. The gate is also made of ice, the whole body is dark blue, the surface relief is extended, and the patterns have meaning when you look closely, which is a lot of mythological stories, roughly the ancestors struggled to survive in this barren world, and finally built a magnificent temple.

In this small world at the top of the cliff, there is no better building material than Xuanbing. And those ancestors who were able to mine ice and build temples in this environment are all strong today. At least below the generals, there is no way to survive on the top of the cliff.

Just as Qianye was concentrating on admiring the carvings on the door, the two giant doors suddenly opened automatically without wind. A warm stream of air poured out from the temple, revealing an indescribable light fragrance.

"Distinguished guests are coming in. ”

Without hesitation, Qianye crossed the threshold, and the door of the temple closed on its own.

There is no visible light source in the main hall, but it is not dark, and the ancient ice on the walls, floors, and even the dome exudes a faint light, pure, bright, and mysterious. The dome is nearly 100 meters high, and when you are in it, you feel like standing in the hall of an ancient giant, and the grandeur of the space is suffocating.

In the center of the main hall, there is a huge ice altar, and above the altar there is an ice ridge, which is slowly rotating.

Qianye looked around, but saw no one, so he walked to the altar and looked up at the ice edge.

"This is the first piece of ice that our ancestors chiseled out of this world after they were exiled to this world. Since then, it has taken three hundred years to build the Frost and Thunder Temple. In these three hundred years, it is impossible to know how many ancestors were buried under the temple of bones. In this world, people are annihilated soon after death, and there is no body left at all. This first piece of ice is not an offering, but only a commemoration, commemorating the sacrifice of the ancestors. ”

The cold voice reappeared. This time, Qianye's perception did not make a mistake again, he turned to look in one direction, and saw a young man in a white robe with long silver and blue hair walking slowly.

The boy's appearance was unusually young, only fifteen or sixteen years old for the Terrans, and his face was as delicate as the most elaborate work of art, and his skin and lips were transparent. If it weren't for the terrifying force that lurked in his body like a tsunami, Thousand Nights would have misunderstood that he was made of Xuan Ice.

The young man stretched out his hand and said, "Akfil, the master of this generation of the Frost Thunder Temple. Carol is my sister. Welcome, Thousand Nights. ”

Qianye reached out and shook Akfil, it felt like holding the coldest piece of ice, and his skin instantly lost sensation. A faint crimson flame immediately ignited in Qianye's hand, and the extreme dawn attribute of Dawn Qiming suppressed the cold, preventing the body from being damaged.

However, the crimson flame was not stable, flickering in and out, although it was only a faint layer, but the consumption was extremely amazing, and Qianye could clearly feel the rapid loss of the force in his body. It means that in this confrontation, although Qianye is not left behind, the difference in the cultivation of the Force between the two sides is too great, so that even Dawn Qiming can hardly support this kind of consumption.

Fortunately, Akfield shook it for a while, and then withdrew his hand. With a glint in his eyes that was difficult to discern, he glanced deeply at Qianye and said, "It's lunchtime, and I hope I have the honor to invite you to join me." ”

Qianye was slightly stunned, and then said: "Thank you for the hospitality, the lunch in the Frost Thunder Temple is not something that can be enjoyed outside." ”

Akfield browled his eyebrows and smiled, "Please come with me." He led Chiya through the side door and down the long hallway to the end and into the dining room.

The restaurant is also surprisingly large, with at least a few hundred people seated at the same time. There is only one long table in the center, one chair at each end.

Akfield sat down on the throne, and asked Senya to sit down at the other end. Two old men in ceremonial dresses appeared and began to serve their meal.

They were distinctly old, but they were elegantly mannered, their gray hair meticulously combed, and they walked as if they were gliding on water, without the slightest sound. No matter how they walked, stopped, or put it away, the soup on the tray in their hands did not ripple in the slightest.

Both old men have surprisingly stable hands. These hands can be used for eating, and they can also be used to kill people, and with the support of their Force cultivation of up to level seventeen, they can transform into the most terrifying killers in an instant.

Even the two attendants had a higher Force level than Thousand Nights, and Akfield's move seemed to be an intentional demonstration, but when you think about it, it's a little different.

The soup placed in front of Qianye is like clear water, and there are a few dark blue leaves floating in it, which looks more like tea.

Akfield's voice floated from the other end of the long table, "This dish is made with the first batch of ice water mined from the temple, and the ice leaves inside are a specialty of this landmass, and can only be stored in a low temperature environment. If you leave here, you won't be able to eat anymore. ”

With that, he picked up the iced spoon and took a sip of it.

Qianye did the same, took a sip of soup like water, and swallowed it along with a piece of ice leaf.

The soup didn't have any taste, but as soon as it entered the abdomen, the terrifying cold power exploded instantly, almost freezing Qianye from the inside out.

Qianye's body immediately reacted instinctively, the blood core pulsated with all its might, and the blood in all parts of the body instantly burned, suppressing the invading cold power with all its might.

Qianye sat still, suddenly snorted, and two long blood flames erupted from his nostrils.

His face turned red and white, and he repeated it several times before it calmed down. The two old men standing next to him withdrew their gazes from him, and at the same time calmed their slightly different faces, and they could no longer see the slightest concern.

Qianye raised his head and didn't speak, just looked at Akfield quietly, and there was a faint blue intent surging in his eyes.

Akfield smiled slightly, with a bit of juvenile clarity and naughtiness, "This soup is a bit overbearing at the beginning, as long as you resist it, you will gain a lot." The Xuan Ice left by the ancestors was a little less, and the ice leaves were now less than ten pieces in stock. If it weren't for the guests, I wouldn't have taken it out!"

Qianye opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of white gas, and then his whole body shook, and he couldn't help but spew out two small fires in his nostrils.

Anyway, even the fire has been sprayed, and Qianye no longer hides his physical condition, suppresses Yu Han, and says: "This soup is indeed a bit overbearing, what if you can't resist it?"

Akfield supported his jaw with one hand and said with a smile: "Such an obvious question is not for a smart person to ask. If you can't resist it, it will become an ice sculpture, and the ice leaf itself can also be said to be highly poisonous. It's just that such a precious thing is never used to kill. Anyway, if you can't resist it, you can only say that your sister has seen the wrong person. ”

Qianye snorted, noncommittal, took another spoonful of soup, swallowed it in one gulp, and then closed her eyes and said nothing.

This time there was no fire, but his hair rose without wind, and when he opened his eyes, two long flames of light were shot.

Qianye slowly exhaled a wisp of white gas and praised: "It's delicious!"

Just two spoonfuls of soup took his Force a big step forward, and the need for Thousand Nights' unique Force accumulation was invaluable. At this moment, his eighth Force vortex was almost condensed, and when the whole bowl of soup was drunk, he was afraid that he would break through.

Indeed, as Akfield said, as long as this soup can resist it, it will have a great harvest.

However, this can resist the three words, how easy is it to say. The icy force contained in the soup is extremely pure, and it occurs in the abdomen, and if you want to suppress and refine it, not only the force cultivation is high, but the quality of the force is also extremely high. Qianye's body has the dawn of enlightenment, and it is just restrained to be able to refine calmly. If someone else is here, for example, a few gods in the empire who are just barely stepping through the heavenly barrier, and it is difficult to enter an inch in this life, I am afraid that a bowl of soup will be frozen into an ice sculpture.

This soup is the main course, and the rest of the fruit snacks are also rare, but they are nothing.

Finally, the meal was finished, and the Force sundial next to it was already pointing to dusk. It took most of the effort to make that soup, and it had to be brewed for a while before it could be digested. With the accumulation of the icy force, Qianye drank more and more slowly, and then it took half an hour to digest a small sip.

Akafil didn't express the slightest urgency, and accompanied him very calmly, taking a sip of Qianye, and then quietly waiting for Qianye to digest and absorb. It wasn't until the meal was over that he nodded, "If you can drink this bowl of soup, you will pass the first test!" ”

For this kind of test that greeted him silently, Qianye really couldn't say that he was very happy. Akafil, however, didn't care what his mood was, got up and walked out of the restaurant, and smiled at the door when Qianye came over, like a child who had succeeded in his prank.

Anyway, Qianye got real benefits, and there was no need to be hypocritical, he paused slightly, and quickly followed. The two of them descended the spiral staircase all the way to the depths of the earth. Here, Akafil pushed open the door and led the thousand nights into another temple.

Although the hall is not as majestic as the main hall, the height of ten meters is also quite imposing. There are arrays of statues in the main hall, all of them lifelike, if it weren't for the fact that the whole body is made of ice material, crystal clear, and free of impurities, it really makes people wonder if these statues are frozen by real people.

Akafil came to the largest group of statues, looked at the dozens of statues with different postures and expressions, and said, "These are the heroes of the first generation of ancestors, who fought against unimaginably harsh environments and dangerous enemies, and at the cost of their lives, they chiseled the first piece of ice and laid down the first cornerstone for the Frost and Thunder Temple. ”

He then came to the second set of statues. The number of statues in this group is much smaller, only a dozen, and their momentum does not seem to be as strong as the previous group, but the weapons and equipment are more sophisticated.

Akafil was silent for a moment and said, "This is the hero of the second generation of ancestors. Their small number is due to the fact that after more than ten years of pioneering, most of the ancestors have died in this frost world. It wasn't just the cold and the beasts that took their lives, but also ...... Hunger. There wasn't enough food in the land to feed so many ancestors, and the main source of food at that time was the ferocious beasts that lived on the edge of the land and in the void. ”

Qianye knew that there would also be fierce beasts at the edge of the landmass, and these fierce beasts could briefly move in the void, which was extremely ferocious, although it was not as strong as the Void Behemoth, but it was also much stronger than ordinary land creatures, and it was not at all something that ordinary warlords could deal with. If the ancestors of the Frost Thunder Temple relied on hunting these fierce beasts for food, one can imagine what price they would have to pay.

"Those beasts are cunning and don't set foot on land easily. In order to lure them down, the ancestors had to choose one person to use as bait for each hunt. ”

Qianye's heart froze, and the young man's voice was still clear and calm, but he couldn't erase half of the blood that had been soaked in the years.