It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, the white moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the pool, and the light reflected by the undisturbed pool water spread around, looking a little miserable and white. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you say Wang Heng will he ......?"

"Fuck you, have you heard of an example of someone who fell into a cold pool and ended up crawling ashore alive?" Wang Zizai interrupted Wang Gui's words, but here and now, his overreaction made the other three always feel that there was most self-comfort in his words.

After nightfall, they decisively lit a bonfire and sat together, four pairs of eyes staring at the surface of the pool for a moment. This is not because they obey Wang Yong's words, on the contrary, no one is stupid these days, they are staring at the pond, because they are afraid that if there is a situation, when they see that the situation is not right, it will be convenient for the girl to run away.

The year of Hantan's existence is unknown, and the reason for its formation is unknown, but in the past hundred years, the martial arts alchemists and internal refiners who have tried to dive into the bottom of the pond and find out what is going on, how many people have disappeared at the bottom of the pool, and the royal family of Hantan, the owner of the pool, have all been recorded one by one. After those self-proclaimed extraordinary cultivators sneaked into the cold pool, they have not been heard from since.

Wang Heng has been in the cold pool for two hours, and he will definitely not be able to dive to this depth if he is replaced by a fish.

At first, the strong hatred and obsession made Wang Heng stay awake in the cold pool water that penetrated his bones, but as his limited vitality burned out, he was seriously injured, and his internal injuries suddenly broke out, killing instantly. Before he died, he saw a huge shadow under him, and quickly approached him.

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"Am I dead or alive? Do people really have souls?" The body was soaked in the extremely cold pool water for a few hours, and Wang Heng miraculously "woke up".

His limbs were stiff, he couldn't even figure out whether his eyes were open or closed, and he couldn't feel the existence of his body at all, only the self-consciousness in his mind still existed, and his thinking ability was still there.

After thinking about it for a long time, not only did he fail to sort out the causes and consequences of his resurrection, but more questions lingered in his mind one after another, such as: Why don't I breathe, why do my thoughts seem to operate separately from my body, and so on......

Fortunately, he is not a tendon, so if he can't figure it out, he simply puts the doubt aside, and the most urgent thing at the moment is to get back control of his body, and then find a way to return to the ground.

All this is simple to say, and when Wang Heng put it into action, he realized that he was taking it for granted. He tried to continuously convey instructions to various parts of his body, as if it belonged to someone else, completely unaware of his control, still frozen and unable to feel his presence.

"Paralyzed!" This possibility, which is even more terrifying than a nightmare, suddenly popped out from the deepest part of Wang Heng's thoughts, he has always tried his best to avoid thinking about this aspect, he would rather die with resentment, it is better than becoming a waste with no hope of revenge, people are bullied at will, and there is no way to fight back.

"Thief, God, you brought me back from the dead, deliberately leaving me a paralyzed body, you want to see me live a lifetime, and be ridiculed and insulted by Wang Yong, right?

Thinking that Wang Heng was about to kill himself, the moment his thought just came to him, a fist-sized blue ball of light suddenly erupted behind him, and the light ball flickered on and off, flickering rapidly, like a ghost fire in a graveyard.

At the same time, every time the light cluster flickered rapidly, the volume would swell a little, and it was obvious that some kind of energy accumulated in it was gathering momentum.

The next moment, the basket-colored light cluster shone brightly, and from it shot out a columnar light blue beam that was more dazzling than the sun, and it was impossible to look at directly, and the gathered beam of light penetrated the deep pool of water and shot straight into the endless starry sky, lighting up the entire night sky at once.

The beam suddenly appeared without warning, and Wang Zizai, who was yawning in fright, thought that Wang Heng had climbed up from the pool and almost didn't pee in his pants.

After seeing clearly that it was a vision rising in the cold pool, the four of them, you push me and I push you, no one will be the first to approach the cold pool, and finally Wang Zizai dropped a sentence: The three of you are staying behind, I will inform Senior Brother Wang Yong. And he slipped away alone.

"Damn! Wang Gui scolded like this, but the person took the lead and hid behind a big tree hugged by several people, secretly poked his head out, and looked between the cold pool and the beam of light without blinking.

The bottom of the deep and dark pool, under the strong light emitted by the blue beam, had already turned into daylight, and with it, Wang Heng's heart of seeking death had changed. Plagued by a series of bad luck, he finally looked forward to a ray of light to get back on his feet.

At this moment, he felt extremely comfortable, and there was a murmuring warm current on his back that continued to pour into his body, and his stiff limbs seemed to be thawed, and he slowly gained a faint sense.

Wang Heng struggled to open his thousand-pound eyelids, and his eyes were blue, except for the unusually clear blue pool water, there was nothing else in front of him, and he still couldn't see the bottom of the pool.

Since there was water all around, there was no reference, and after a while, he realized that he seemed to be being pulled upwards by something. I wanted to turn over and take a look, but my limbs were stiff for a long time, and I couldn't eat for a while after regaining consciousness.

"What do you want to do, whatever, your life is picked up, and you will earn it by living one more day. The most important thing at the moment is to get out of Hantan as soon as possible, recover from your injuries, and find Wang Yong's father and son to take revenge!" After experiencing the bizarre changes from life to death and from the dead to life, Wang Heng considered the problem more simply and straightforwardly, and did not dwell on things that were a foregone conclusion.

Just as he calmly faced the bizarre facts that had happened to him, the color of the light blue beam that shot out from behind him was rapidly changing, gradually turning from light to dark.

At the same time, the beam of light, which was still empty and dazzling, went against the norm and started an incredible qualitative transformation process, and the surface layer was very strangely condensed into the solid ice surface, and quickly spread upward.

With the effort of breathing, the entire beam of light transformed into a deep blue icicle with a central streamer surging, the surface transparent and frozen, and the nine shadows leading up to the sky dome.

Soon after the icicle formed, the streamer in the ice also dimmed, turning into a thick fog at a speed visible to the naked eye, clinging to the ice, cutting off the view from the outside, and the changes inside the icicle could no longer be seen.

Heaven and earth return to darkness.

Wang Heng, who was being pulled by an invisible force in the cold pool, was rising at an average speed, but he felt that his body was stagnant, and the warm current behind him was cut off, and the cold evil that could freeze the soul in the cold and evil pool water swept all over his body, and his body, which had just recovered a little consciousness, was suddenly beaten back to the original frozen state.

This time, Wang Heng didn't even have the heart to curse, pretending to have the idea of breaking the jar and breaking it, thief, what do you like, the master can't win you, can't he play with you, can't he play with you!

Things have developed so far, Wang Heng is more or less aware of all these strange things that have happened to him, and it has nothing to do with God's eight poles, and it should have a lot to do with the huge shadow that he glimpsed at him in a trance before he died.

The huge shadow seemed to care very much about his life and death, but he kept letting people lead him by the nose, Wang Heng felt very unhappy and aggrieved. And he had a fluke in his heart, hoping that the unknown shadow with the great power of resurrecting the dead could save people and send the Buddha to the west.

Until the last moment, he didn't want to offend him completely, and he pointed out in his heart that Sang scolded Huai to attract the attention of the other party.