To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 104 Chill Snow Sacrifice Technique

"The master is very resourceful and strategizing, which is not surprising to my disciples." Kong Jiao bit the bullet and flattered him.

Huangfuying didn't explain anything, but said to himself: "What Shangguan Yuzhou absorbed is the essence of blooming silver. You sold another piece of the essence of blooming silver. It seems that you have found the vein where the essence of blooming silver was born."

"If you are willing to hand over the location of the mine to the sect, I will not let you suffer. Of course, the choice is yours, and I will never force my disciples."

Although Huangfuying was scheming, he really treated his disciples like he meant what he said.

At least he never forced Kong Jiao to do anything.

He even said the same thing about the Frost and Snow Essence that time.

In the end, Kong Jiao failed to give him the method of obtaining the Frost and Snow Essence, and he did not ask further questions.

On the contrary, he helped Kong Jiao cover up everything.

As the head of the sect, he could consider his disciples so thoughtfully, so Kong Jiao respected him from the bottom of his heart. Of course, the occasional slander was unavoidable.

Keeping Kong Jiao from complaining is like keeping Shangguan Yuzhou from fighting.

Kong Jiao really didn't care about the mineral vein, but after returning to the sect, he was busy refining elixirs to improve his strength, and was busy looking for the secret of the sheepskin map.

He forgot about this matter and immediately responded sincerely: "This is the disciple's negligence. This vein should have been reported to the sect. After we go out, I will mark its specific location and hand it to the leader."

"Okay!" Huangfuying responded simply.

Rumble.

A stone door that had been sealed for a long time slowly opened from the outside with a dull roar.

The moment the giant door moved open, Kong Jiao felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face from inside the door. The cold made his cheeks hurt, and his eyebrows and hair were instantly stained with hoarfrost.

Feeling the biting chill sweeping through his body, Kong Jiao looked slightly surprised.

This was the first time he encountered a severe cold that made him feel uncomfortable after practicing the Guanghan Taiyin Meridian.

After gathering his mind for a moment, Kong Jiao looked inside along the wide open stone door.

A space completely frozen by ice and snow appeared before our eyes.

Icicles as thick as an adult's waist covered the top of this space.

The floor is also covered by frost all year round, forming a smooth, mirror-like ice floor.

Moving his gaze to the center of this center, he saw a mass of snow-white material that was almost the size of a human head, exuding extreme coldness and without substance, floating there quietly, exuding a milky white halo.

Obviously, that substance is the source of the coldness in this space.

"That's the snow soul that Zhao Wei said!" Kong Jiao thought to himself as he looked at the snow soul.

At the same time, Huangfuying's clear voice sounded in his ears.

"Go in! Stay until you figure it out. It's best if you have some enlightenment. Don't be discouraged if you can't get "Snow Burial Record"."

"After all, not even the Zhao Family can decipher the secret of this snow soul."

"Yes! The disciple has gone." He bowed to Huangfuying.

Under Huangfuying's gaze, Kong Jiao took a deep breath and stepped into this world of ice and snow with firm eyes.

He is not here to go through the motions, "Snow Burial Record" is bound to win.

As his front foot just fell into the stone door.

Boom!

The thick stone wall closed on its own.

Kong Jiao was left alone in this snowy world.

Only when he was truly standing in it, Kong Jiao truly realized how terrifying the coldness emanating from the snow soul was.

Under the cold, the skin felt painful as if it had been pricked by countless silver needles, and even the spiritual energy in the body was slowed down by the cold.

"No one has discovered the secret of this snow soul. One of the reasons is that they can't stand the terrible coldness!"

With a low murmur in his mouth, Kong Jiao immediately started running the Guanghan Taiyin Meridian, controlling his body temperature to almost freezing point.

Just now I felt the chill that made my bones stiff, and then it slowly dissipated.

After doing all this, Kong Jiao walked slowly to the center of this space, in front of Xue Po.

The group of snow souls the size of a human head did not react to anyone's approach.

On the contrary, Kong Jiao's body, as it got closer and closer to Xue Po, was covered with thick white frost by the power emitted by Xue Po.

The cheeks, the palms of his sleeves, and even his black hair were frozen.

He was left with a pair of bright eyes, staring intently at the snow soul in front of him that had the "Snow Burial Record" written on it.

In fact, if you look closely, you will see that it is not static. The materials that make up the snow soul are flowing at a slow speed.

Its existence is like a piece of ice and water.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jiao's eyes brightened slightly, trying to find the law of its flow.

But as time passed, his eyes quickly dimmed.

"There is no pattern to be found. If it were just that simple, it would have been cracked by the descendants of Ashen Parasol Sect."

Outside the stone gate.

Next to Huangfuying, Dongxian stood with his hands behind his back.

One is the most powerful leader of Ashen Parasol Sect, and he has a plan.

One is the Ashen Parasol Sect, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall with unparalleled combat power. He is a tyrant with extremely powerful combat power in the realm of palm life.

The two of them actually gathered together, just for the sake of Kong Jiao, the Dharma protector who was receiving the inheritance underground.

With such treatment, Ashen Parasol Sect could not find a third person except Huangfu Wuqin.

"The Ice Soul Cold, hundreds of people in the Zhao family have died from its cold power for more than ten generations. This is the threshold of the Snow Burial Record inheritance. It can be regarded as the top of the three major inheritances of our sect."

"Why does the leader think he will succeed!"

Dong Xian, who has always cherished words like gold, rarely could say so many words in one breath today.

It is conceivable that he valued Burial Snow Record.

Huangfuying just looked at the spiritual energy clouds curling in the mountains, with unquestionable confidence in her voice.

"If the owners of the earth-grade essence of heaven and earth and the essence of frost and snow can't decipher this ice soul, there is no need for this inheritance to be included in the three major inheritances of our sect."

"Because, no one will be able to get "Snow Burial Record" in the future."

"Difficult!" Dongxian only used one word to express his judgment.

"Under the coldness of the ice soul, he still has to practice an extremely difficult Taoist technique before he can pass the test. Even if he can withstand the cold, it is difficult for him to achieve Taoist skills when he is distracted."

"How about a bet?" Huangfuying suddenly smiled, turned to look at Dongxian and said, "I'll bet on your treasure."

"Okay!" Dongxian didn't hesitate at all.

The conversation between the two lasted only a moment.

Kong Jiao, who had not gained anything from observing the ice soul for a long time, simply ignored the way the snow soul flows, and instead focused on the snow soul itself.

"Observe the snow soul? In fact, this method itself may be wrong. Maybe you can try another method."

As he spoke, Kong Jiao raised his palm, looked at his five fingers that were covered with frost, and suddenly smiled.

"I have the essence of frost and snow, so I'm not afraid of being hurt by it. Let's give it a try for now?"

If this idea were to be known to unsuspecting others, they would probably be frightened.

This snow soul is so weird that just getting close to it requires a huge price to resist the weird chill emanating from its body.

Of course, some people will think about it and reach out to touch it.

Even people who have this idea don't have the courage to try it.

The name of Patriarch Xueyin is there, and the terror of Xue Po is also there, unless that person really doesn't want to live anymore.

But Kong Jiao is different. The particularity of his technique allows him to withstand the cold that most people simply cannot bear.

There are also ice-based essences of heaven and earth, the essence of frost and snow.

All these things made Kong Jiao almost able to ignore most of the damage caused by this ice soul.

In this way, it is not impossible for Kong Jiao to try this self-destructive move for others.

As soon as he spoke, Kong Jiao's palm was already reaching towards Xue Po.

Seeing that his palm was getting closer and closer to Bing Po, the white frost on his hand was being eroded by the cold air more and more seriously.

It even froze his entire palm into a ball of ice.

Despite this, Kong Jiao's eyes always remained calm.

Until his palm penetrated it.

Something unexpected happened.

The coldness emanating from Xue Po is so cold that a strong person in the Ascension Wheel Realm would tremble.

There is no temperature in Xue Po's body.

Not cold, not hot, just a touch similar to touching warm jade.

Even the black ice on Kong Jiao's hands that had condensed due to the excessive cold was melting away the moment it penetrated deep into the snow soul.

The skin of the five fingers almost fits Xue Po's body.

The snow soul that was originally flowing leisurely, as Kong Jiao's palm penetrated, was like a drop of water falling into the boiling oil.

They immediately rioted wildly.

It was like water, starting from Kong Jiao's palm that stretched into Xue Po, and quickly covered his entire body.

Kong Jiao was startled at first, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his reason allowed him to stop his behavior.

"There is no danger for now, let's take a look first and then talk."

Under Kong Jiao's indulgence, the snow soul had completely enveloped him in just two or three breaths.

A misty voice, coming from nowhere, entered the depths of Kong Jiao's mind at the moment he was surrounded by snow.

"If you want to be the inheritor of "Snow Burial Record", you must first endure the cold that penetrates your body and practice the "Cold Clothing Sacrifice to Snow Technique" in the soul of snow."

(End of chapter)