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Wuchen then punched a few more punches, and the basalt pillar was still purple. He knew that it would be useless to fight any longer, so he simply turned away to see what was so good about the deep water pool.

At this moment, Niu Mengmeng said a little unconvinced: "What is purple?

"Is this basalt pillar golden?" Wuchen finally responded to Niu Mengmeng's words.

"Don't believe it. Niu Mengmeng snorted, turned around and showed a hint of successful trickery. The so-called basalt pillar is golden, she just heard someone say that.

But in fact, no one has ever been able to make the basalt pillar glow golden. Not to mention that Wuchen is a disciple of the Shiwu Realm.

Niu Mengmeng saw Wuchen standing in place out of the corner of her eye, knowing that her words had worked, and she was secretly happy.

"What's so happy?" Niu Hun couldn't help but ask when he saw Niu Mengmeng jumping over with a happy face.

Niu Mengmeng leaned into Niu Hun's ear and whispered a few words.

After Niu Hun listened, he saw that Wuchen didn't know when he started punching the basalt pillar again, and couldn't help shaking his head and said: "I take back what I just said, this Wuchen is not a madman or a genius, he is a fool!"

Because it was the stone pillar of the Shiwu Realm, even if it was a flash of purple light, it didn't attract too many people's attention.

Shiwu Realm, even if the limit can be comparable to the Duwu Realm and the Crazy Martial Realm?

Apparently not.

Not to mention being a spiritual disciple.

People don't believe that a spiritual disciple can do anything outstanding in cultivating martial arts. speculated that Wuchen just wanted to perform for a while, greedy for freshness.

As the night deepened, the number of people on the top of Shizhu Peak began to gradually decrease, until the last person left, only to see that Wuchen was still hitting the inconspicuous basalt pillar seriously.

I don't know how long it took, Wuchen finally stopped, he looked around, and then he found that everyone was gone.

Wu Chen raised his head and glanced at the basalt pillar in front of him, and secretly said that it would be impossible to stimulate the golden light today.

Thinking of this, Wuchen turned around and walked down the stone pillar peak, and looked up at the sky, it was almost midnight. But I saw a waning moon hanging high in the eastern sky, and the moonlight was faint and almost invisible.

This was the first time he had seen the moon wheel rise when he came to the Dao God Palace. Originally, he was going to return to Chaowu Peak, but his heart suddenly moved, and there was still a deep water cold pool that he had not been to. Now he doesn't feel the slightest sleep, so he might as well go and have a look.

I saw him turn in the direction and go straight to the deep water cold pool.

The deep-water cold pool is located in a valley behind Xuanwu Peak and Chaowu Peak, a little farther away.

Because of the moonlight, Wuchen was a little excited, and his steps were very brisk. Before he came to the deep water pool, he heard a rumbling sound of water.

After passing through the dense ancient wood jungle and walking for a while, a waterfall hundreds of zhang high finally appeared, like a strange and incomparably long white Lian appeared in front of him.

The water was surging and the waves were like snow, as if a snow dragon had stabbed into the pool below from a high place.

The area of the waterhole is extremely large, at least hundreds of acres in size, and the surface of the water is green and clear, and the stones at the bottom of the water can be seen clearly.

Above the water, a light veil-like mist floats, condensed by tiny droplets of water escaping from the waterfall.

Because of the huge impact of the waterfall at the heights, the water surface of the entire cold pool is constantly stirring and surging, without stopping for a moment.

Not far from where Wuchen was, there was a disciple standing in the cold pool, only to see his feet in a horse step, his arms tucked under his ribs, it seemed that he wanted to use the horse step to stabilize his body in the water.

But maybe it was because he had persisted for too long, and although he wanted to keep his balance, his body was always shaking under the impact of the waves, and he couldn't stop.

"Wow!" the disciple couldn't help it after all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He had no choice but to stand up and muttered to himself, "One moment and three moments." Tomorrow, I, Xiao Yang, will definitely be able to hold on longer!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the shore, just in time to see the black dust that had just stopped.

Wuchen nodded and smiled, saying hello to the same door.

Xiao Yang glanced at Wuchen with disdain, snorted coldly, and strode away.

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and shook his head self-deprecatingly, there are really everyone in this world.

Wuchen lowered his body and put his hand in the water.

To his surprise, the pool of water was slightly warm to the touch, and it turned out to be lukewarm.

Wu Chen was surprised in his heart, since it was warm water, why was it called Deep Water Cold Pool? Looking at the depths of the water pool, there were several disciples, they were similar to Xiao Yang just now, but there was a layer of frost-like mist on their bodies, which was obviously extremely cold.

Before entering the water, Wuchen took a closer look, and now there were a total of ten disciples in the waterhole. The position in which these people stood seemed to be random, but it was obvious that the closer they were to the bottom of the waterfall, the more turbulent the water was, and the higher the cultivation level of the disciples who were standing, and the thicker their aura became.

Seeing this, Wuchen nodded and walked into the water. He was at the very edge of the waterhole.

Just like the hand just felt, the water was warm. Then Wuchen took a tentative step forward, and he took this step, and there was a distance of about a foot.

The foot that stepped forward clearly felt the temperature plummet, and when his front foot hit the ground, his back foot followed. At this step forward, Wuchen only felt that his entire body seemed to be surrounded by ice cubes.

The turbulent water around it, washing over the body, has a tearing feeling.

He looked down at his arm, and in the blink of an eye, there was a thin layer of ice on his arm, and even the flow of blood slowed down.

And this is only a small step forward from the very edge of the water.

The temperature plummeted, and the blood almost clotted. Wuchen hurriedly transported the body refining technique, and the situation improved slightly.

At this time, Wuchen seemed to understand why Xiao Yang looked at him like that.

Although Xiao Yang's position is also considered to be on the edge, it is much deeper than himself.

In the world of Yuan Huang, martial arts are respected and strength is supreme.

If you want to be respected and admired by others, you can only have superior strength to be the truth.

Thinking of this, Wuchen exhaled deeply, he didn't try to take another step, but stopped at this position one step away from the edge.

The impact of the waves here is minimal, and the temperature is still unbearable, but it is not unbearable.

Just when Wuchen entered the water, in the deep water, several disciples turned their heads to look at Wuchen, and when they saw Wuchen's position and the breath on his body, they all showed a trace of indifferent disdain.