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The eldest grandson obviously leaned Zhang Yang against the stone wall in the cave carefully, came to the edge of the cold pool with curiosity, and stretched out his head to look inside.

"Senior brother, what kind of cold pool is this, the cold is quite cold, but this is too small, it's obviously a small puddle!"

Bing Lingzi stood on the edge of the cold pool with his hands behind his back, everything was as usual, and he didn't use the Yuan Qi to protect his body! He was originally a cultivator of the Ice Attribute Yuan Qi, and standing in such a place was naturally like a fish in water.

"This is the Han Pool, don't look at it as small, but it is unfathomable, for so many years, no Sword Pavilion disciple has ever been able to reach the bottom of the Han Pool. There are many legends about this cold pool, and one of the most exaggerated is that there is a legacy of the strongest hidden underneath......"

"The inheritance of the strongest!!!!" The eldest grandson's eyes suddenly lit up, and his interest in Hantan suddenly soared.

The other Sword Spirit disciples were also surprised, the reason why they came to this cold pool this time was purely because they fought side by side with Zhang Yang in the Sword Palace and formed a good friendship, so they came and took a look. I didn't expect anything new to happen, but now I heard Senior Brother Bing Lingzi say that there might be a supreme powerhouse hidden under this cold pool in front of them.

On the Heaven-Sent Continent, anything related to the strongest is a big deal, even if it's just an ethereal legend!

The eldest grandson, who was standing on the edge of the cold pool, squatted down and put one hand in the cold pool.

"Hiss......"

The hand that had just reached in instantly withdrew its !!

"It's so cold!!"

In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of ice had formed on the palm of the eldest grandson Mingming.

The darkness surged, and the ice cubes in the palms of his hands turned into debris and fell. But the eldest grandson was still grinning and jumping to his feet and shouting.

"It's cold!! it's really cold!! what kind of water is this??? why is it so cold!!"

Bing Lingzi paced slowly around the cold pool, "Senior brother, since this cold pool can spread such legends, it naturally has its reason, if it is just an ordinary small pool, how can it attract the attention of the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion! It is only later, those predecessors of the Sword Pavilion did not find anything useful in this cold pool, so it will slowly become barren." But, I'm sure, this cold pool is definitely not ordinary!!"

"Hey, why is Senior Brother so determined?" Yue Jun raised his head and asked curiously.

"Because I've been in !!"

"What???" The eyes of the sword spirit and several people gathered on the body of Bing Lingzi at the same time.

Bing Lingzi's face was indifferent, his eyes were wandering, reminiscing about the past.

"Back then, I was lucky enough to enter the Sword Pavilion and became an ordinary disciple of the Sword Pavilion, but my talent is not outstanding, let alone entering the Sword Spirit, even among the senior brothers of the same age, I will always be the last one!"

"Until one day, when I was practicing in the back mountain, I accidentally discovered this cold pool, and at that time, the cold air in the pool was very loud, and the cold air floating outside could almost freeze the soul of the martial artist. At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I thought that some strange treasure had been born, so I gritted my teeth and jumped into this cold pool......"

"Ice ...... Very icy ......"

Bing Lingzi's eyes were slightly condensed, and his face showed a rare fear.

"The moment I jumped, my body, my soul was numb in an instant, and only my consciousness was extremely clear. My body drifted with the undercurrent beneath the pool, and finally I stumbled upon a strange piece of ice and ice beasts in a dark place. It is precisely because of that piece of ice that I have the opportunity to cultivate the current ice vitality, and I will have today's achievements!"

Listening to Bing Lingzi's narration, several Sword Spirit disciples, including Zhang Yang, were secretly surprised.

"It seems that this Hantan is really a remote place with treasures!!" The eldest grandson obviously touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

Yue Jun leaned up and put his arm on his shoulder, "What's the matter, our eldest grandson senior brother also wants to go down?

"Go, go......" Eldest Sun Mingming shook off Yue Jun's arm, "Think about it!"

"Senior Brother Bing Lingzi, why did the Pavilion Master ask you to bring me here?" Zhang Yang on the side said suspiciously, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with my injury here......

Bing Lingzi turned around, "This is the most important effect of this cold pool known so far. Although the water in this pool is extremely cold, some seriously injured martial cultivators will soak in the cold pool, and a mysterious force will rush into their bodies to repair the injuries on the injured person's body! Moreover, the speed of this repair is much faster than that of a martial cultivator who heals his own injuries!!

When the rest of the people heard this, they were all stunned.

"This cold pool still has this kind of miraculous effect......"

Zhang raised his brows and frowned, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid Senior Brother hasn't finished talking yet! If Hantan really had such a miraculous effect, it would have been regarded as a treasure by the Sword Pavilion a long time ago." Our martial arts cultivators have been fighting and training outside all year round, and there are tens of thousands of Sword Pavilion disciples who are injured every year, if there is really such a miraculous effect here, I am afraid it will be overcrowded long ago!"

"Yes, yes, yes, my brother is right...... Brother, what the hell is going on?" the others pricked up their ears.

Bing Lingzi stood on the edge of the cold pool and picked up a handful of cold pool water with his hand.

"It's a miracle!!, and I'm not exaggerating!

Zhang raised his eyebrows, he finally understood Bing Lingzi's words!

Although the cold pool is wonderful, its water is strangely cold, so cold that ordinary people are discouraged, and they don't even care about the healing effect it has.

"Pavilion master, his old man really looks up to me......" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

Several other people also understood what Bing Lingzi meant, and suddenly walked towards Zhang Yang with strange smiles.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Senior brothers, what are you going to do...... Hey, hey, hey, help......"

At this time, Zhang Yang had no power to fight back, how could he escape the clutches of Changsun Mingming and others, and several people set up Zhang Yang like a kitten, and they were about to throw it into the cold pool.

"Wait a minute!!"

Bing Lingzi on the side snorted softly, reached into his arms, took out a few emerald green fruits, and threw them into the cold pool.

"Huh, senior brother, what is this?" asked the eldest grandson, who was obviously puzzled.

"This is the old rule of the Sword Pavilion, we still don't know what the strange power in the cold pool is, it should be a kind of medicine that can heal injuries. The rules handed down by the Sword Pavilion are that as long as one person goes in to heal his wounds, he must first throw some heavenly and earthly treasures into it, hoping that he can maintain the magical power in it for a long time, so that this power will not suddenly disappear one day. I don't know if it works, but it's a ritual!"

"Ritual ???," Zhang Yang screamed, "then wouldn't I be a sacrifice!!

"That's right!! let's go in!!"

The others laughed and threw Zhang Yang directly into the cold pool......