- >Chapter 55—Life or Death, Success or Failure

Eight thousand years ago, after a great power swept the world, he brought a group of brothers to a beautiful land and built a royal city, which was later called the Great Xia Dynasty.

Five thousand years ago, a saint of the Great Xia Dynasty was assassinated, and the power of the dynasty was launched, but the murderer was not found.

More than a thousand years ago, there was another powerful person with the highest talent in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the people of the world called him a saint, and his name was Leng Xia Yu.

More than a hundred years ago, Leng Xiayu had a daughter, who was able to write at the age of three, spiritual power emerged at the age of five, stepped into the Three Realms at the age of ten, was proud of his peers in the world at the age of eighteen, entered the most mysterious immortal sect in the Wanyue Continent at the age of twenty - the Luohai Immortal Sect, and became the lord of the Seven Killings at the age of thirty.

That year, Leng Xia Yu and Dugu Cheng fought a decisive battle at the top of the waning moon, Leng Xia Yu lost in one move, but Leng Xueyin defeated Dugu Ling, the son of Dugu City. It was at that time that the Taoist idiot said: "Giving birth to a son should be like a lonely order, and the adopted daughter will be like a cold snow." ”

Leng Xueyin is a long rainbow in the cultivation world, and it is a legend of the Seven Killings of Secret Strategy. She is the only person who has cultivated into a nine-stage cold ice body in the Seven Killings of Secret Strategies throughout the ages, she is the peak that all disciples can only look up to, and of course, there is also a person who regards her as a target and is eager to chase her.

This person is Ning Ran, he has no talent for cultivation, no so-called cultivation resources, and even he didn't have a spiritual root in the past, but he just wants to catch up with Leng Xueyin's footsteps, and even wants to surpass it.

Maybe it's because Leng Xueyin has always been unhappy with his attitude of ignoring everything, or maybe it's the impulse that all the apprentices have to surpass their master, Ning Ran didn't hesitate at all, and jumped into the eighth cold pool for life.

The eighth cold pool and the seventh are simply worlds apart, just submerged in the pool, Ning Ran suffered a piercing pain, this pain is far more than digging the heart and cutting the abdomen, this is the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, like an extremely sharp sword, polishing on his bones, invading his consciousness bit by bit.

Ning Ran desperately ran the Colorful Floating Tu Technique, and at this time he slowly walked up to his Jade Palace, but the pillars that supported the Jade Palace were trembling, and they were quite capable of collapsing at any time.

He stood on top of the Jade Palace, not daring to take a step, just standing quietly, waiting for two hours, waiting for the painful death.

The farthest time in the world is not life and death, but two hours tightly, as if separated by 10,000 years. Ning Ran didn't think too much in his mind, he seemed to have forgotten why he did this, he only knew that he had to insist, just hold on.

At this time, the three people outside the cold pool were completely stunned, no one spoke, they were all waiting quietly, they were very excited, they felt that a genius was going to be born among the seven killings, and this genius was a disciple of the Venerable Lord.

Ning Ran never thought of himself as a genius, he used to be very unconfident and even inferior, but the tricks of fate made him grow up, allowing an ignorant teenager to transform into a tough man.

Genius will never be buried, one day he will shine, if a man is a genius once he has cultivated a seven-stage cold ice body, then what is he at this moment?

Just in the trance of a few people, the unbelievable thing happened again, the eighth cold pool exploded, and a cold current rushed into the sky, like a surging dragon. The deafening sound of running water was like the roar of a giant dragon, which greatly impacted the eyes of the ghosts and others.

And above the cold current, there stood a bald and handsome man, he was wrapped in ice, and his skin could not be seen, but his cold and merciless eyes could be seen, as if he was a killing god.

Ning Ran once again created a miracle, but the achievement in front of him was not what he thought, and the Colorful Floating Sect continued to operate, walking towards the ninth cold pool step by step.

"What's the matter, I've already removed the mountain carving, cut it into pieces, and put it in the pot, why haven't you come yet?" A greeting came, Ghost Si couldn't wait, he didn't know that it was rare to be able to eat such a good thing as a mountain carving, why didn't the brothers come?

The ghosts didn't seem to hear the words of the ghost four, their eyes kept looking ahead, and they watched Ning Ran walking towards the ninth cold pool. The ghost who landed on the ground was speechless, he was even more surprised, did he think this kid was crazy? It was the ninth cold pool, how could anyone jump stupidly.

Ning Ran may be a fool, although he has cultivated into an eighth-stage cold ice body, but at this moment he feels that his body is very painful, and the pain is so painful that he can't breathe! At this moment, his body is like he doesn't belong to himself, and he hugs the ninth cold pool like he has eyes.

Ning Ran's body was submerged in the cold pool, the strange thing was that Ning Ran couldn't feel the cold of the ninth cold pool at all, to be precise, his body had lost consciousness, his eyes were still full of coldness and ruthlessness, but the Colorful Futu Jue didn't seem to be able to solve his situation, he had been relying on his obsession to support his body and spirit, this moment may not work.

Indeed, only Leng Xueyin has successfully tried the ninth cold pool throughout the ages, and it is not something that any person who has not cultivated in the second realm can try, if anyone really tries, it is very likely that they will pay the price of their lives.

Gradually, Ning Ran's cold eyes closed, and he looked at the splash in front of him, which was so crystal clear, so beautiful, but it was blurry. He felt tired, sleepy, maybe tired, he seemed to sleep for a while, but he was afraid that he would never wake up.

Ning Ran seemed to know that he was wrong, he mistakenly thought that he had really cultivated into an eight-stage cold ice body, but in fact, he just relied on his own obsession to cultivate into a cold ice body mentally, and when one day his consciousness could not bear the pain of this cold, his body and spirit would collapse instantly, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

There is no shortcut to the path of cultivation, and no one can become a god at one time! Even a proud woman like Leng Xueyin took more than 100 days to cultivate into a seven-stage cold ice body, and then after a few years, relying on the breakthrough of the ice heart technique, she cultivated into a nine-stage cold ice body.

Even Ning Ran's old lady Xue Ziyan has gone through decades of training before she became a generation of sword gods.

There is no Xiaobai by Ning Ran's side, it is sleeping soundly in the snow garden, and there is no Nine Soul Sword by Ning Ran's side, it is shelved in Ning Ran's room. He felt that he was very ignorant, he wanted to grasp a life-saving straw, but no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. In this way, he slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.

Legend has it that the first thing you see when you experience the edge of life and death is your past and present lives.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Ran opened his eyes gently, and what greeted him was darkness.

"Is it hell?" Ning Ran asked himself in his heart, he thought he was dead at that moment, and he came to the legendary Yellow Spring, and went down to hell as people often say.

"Huh. Ning Ran actually laughed, he actually laughed at this moment, when life and death were dying, he actually laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Suddenly, a cool voice came.

Ning Ran's consciousness was still vague, and he suddenly heard a beautiful sound, thinking it was an illusion.

"Can't you speak?" asked the woman softly, thinking the man in front of her was strange.

A beautiful sound came into Ning Ran's ears, and he relied on his faint consciousness and said, "Do all the ghosts of hell have such beautiful sounds?"

The woman didn't understand what hell the man in front of her was talking about, so she replied, "This is not hell, it's a beautiful place." ”

Ning Ran was in a trance, and his consciousness gradually became clearer, so he felt that he was not dead, but he had another question, so why was it dark in front of him?

"Are there any lights and candles, I think it's so dark?" Ning Ran asked softly.

Again, the woman did not understand, why did he speak of darkness when there was light all around, and then he said, "This is a beautiful place, and it is as bright as I am." ”

Ning Ran felt like he had been struck by thunder, he knew why it was dark around him, because he couldn't see it.

The woman looked at him dumbfounded, like a fool, and asked again with doubt, "Why did you laugh just now?"

Ning Ran was still stunned, and the feeling of not being able to see made his already fragile body even weaker.

The woman seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and continued, "Don't you feel cold?"

Ning Ran seemed to have lost her soul, and still ignored the woman.

"You're so good-looking, if you look a little better, you'll be about the same as me. The woman chuckled softly.

Ning Ran continued to ignore the woman's narcissism, looking straight up, looking at the black world, looking at the dark future.

Seeing that he had not spoken, the woman finally became a little angry, she moved her body and said loudly: "In such a cold place, you can't survive, only I can save you." ”

Ning Ran was cold and unable to move, he blinked his eyes lightly, moved his lips with difficulty, and said softly, "Can you save me?"

When the woman saw that he finally spoke, she couldn't help but smile on her face, but she said, "I have the ability to save you, but I don't like you." ”

Ning Ran was a little helpless, when he was on the verge of life and death, this woman became his last bit of hope, so he put down his self-esteem and apologized: "I was rude just now, I was seriously injured, so I don't have the strength to reply to your words." ”

The woman's face showed a smile again, "I forgive you, but I still don't like you very much." ”

Ning Ran was really speechless at this woman, and could only say, "How can you like me?"

The woman smiled smugly and said, "Can you listen to me tell a story?"

Ning Ran instantly replied: "I like to listen to stories the most." He thought: Damn, Lao Tzu reacted quickly enough this time, what else do you have to say.