When Wuqi arrived at the Imperial City of Sword Saint City, two full hours had passed, and there were still two hours left at noon. When Wuqi saw the Sword Saint Abel, he said straight to the point: "Uncle, I have already decided on the conditions. Take me into the Ice Pool."

He said it was very anxious, but after hearing this, Abel's impatientness suddenly turned into surprise. Abel asked in disbelief: "Little guy, are you kidding me? You want to enter the ice pool with just your strength? Don't you want to live?"

"I can't care so much. Uncle, since you don't believe me, I can only rely on myself. My conditions are very simple, you just need to take me into the ice pool. As for whether I can come out alive, you don't have to worry about it." Wuqi replied firmly.

"But if you die here, how can I explain to your master in the future?" Sword Saint Abel thought for a moment, and he asked subconsciously.

"Master?" Wuqi was stunned, and Wolson's old but extremely friendly smile suddenly appeared in his mind. His smile was lewd but made Wuqi feel particularly warm.

At this moment, he suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up, but then the figures of Croyd, Nakolu, Xius and Xiaobai appeared in his mind one after another. Croyd was like slaughtering cattle and sheep, cruelly chopping down Nakolu and Xius' heads, while Xiaobai didn't even have a chance to escape, and was directly divided into two halves by Croyd's sword.

The bloody feeling suddenly came like a tide, and Wuqi's body couldn't help but tremble. His expression calmed down again, but his heart began to struggle whether to choose a master or a partner.

In his opinion, the master and his partner are equally important. He doesn't want to give up any party, but as long as he chooses any party, the other party is destined to lose.

Now I give up and run away alone, it’s still time. At least in this way, I won’t die and my master won’t be sad.

Wuqi suddenly had this idea in his heart, but then he shook his head and rejected this extremely selfish thought. Then he thought: If Master knew that I had abandoned my companions, I survived by chance. What would he think? Since childhood, Master has taught me to value friends and treat friends like life.

He will definitely not forgive me if I do this. But if I choose a partner and enter the ice pool, if I really die, wouldn’t the master die of sadness? What should I do?

No, why did I suddenly become so indecisive? Are you really worried about my master? Or is it still the coward who is greedy and afraid of death in my heart? Yes, after all, my own selfishness is still the cause of my fault, and I am not truly brave enough.

Nakelulu, Xius and Xiaobai have all paid their lives because of my relationship. They must be looking forward to my return now. What if I retreat now? Yes. I must try it. Even if it doesn’t work, even if it doesn’t work, I can die without regrets. Master will not blame me, he will definitely understand me.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Wuqi nodded resolutely, looked at the sword saint Abel, and said, "Uncle, it's okay. Master, he will definitely understand me. Take me in. This is my condition. Please hurry up, I don't have much time."

Ruo Wuqi's eyes were still a little hesitant at this moment, and as the sword saint Abel who had a little emotion with Wuqi would definitely speak or directly stop him. However, Abel could not find any fear and fear in Wuqi's eyes, and he only saw the kind of resoluteness and determination that only existed in the eyes of a hero who was willing to die.

He was immediately shocked by Wuqi, a young man who was only twelve or thirteen years old but showed the momentum of "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?", and he was shocked and nodded in his heart. He then looked up, grabbed Wuqi's body and turned into a meteor, instantly cutting through the sky, disappearing directly into the distant sky.

Abel flew extremely fast. He flew over three peaks all the way, and finally smashed heavily into the center of a small lake like a meteorite. Then he rushed into the bottom of the lake in one breath, breaking a huge deep pit at the deepest part of the lake, and then pierced Wuqi in one end.

Below the deep pit at the bottom of the lake is an unimaginable tunnel. The lake water flowing from the bottom of the lake is frantically pouring into the tunnel, like a flood breaking the dike, surging towards the low point of the tunnel. However, Abel went upstream and did not slow down at all. After walking for about a few seconds, he suddenly pushed upwards, and a "crack" sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

At the same time, his whole person instantly seemed like a carp that had passed the dragon gate, jumped up from the water, directly knocked on the ice layer on the water surface, and entered a wonderful world. Wuqi subconsciously spit out two mouthfuls of choking on the lake water in his lungs, coughed violently for a while, and then woke up.

He looked around and his eyes suddenly lit up, but after a moment, his body trembled involuntarily and couldn't help but tremble.

"Uncle, the Ice Pool is here? It's so cold!!!"

"It's not yet here, the ice pool is in front. I'll take you here." Abel pointed to the cave covered with ice walls, pointed to the front, and then pulled Wuqi's hand and came to the deepest part of the cave, over a pool water with a radius of more than 100 meters long.

He pointed to the pool water that kept coming out of cold air under him and said lightly: "This is the ice pool. Are you sure you want to go down?"

Wuqi nodded without hesitation. He subconsciously looked at the cold pool water under him, not feeling scary, but felt a little inconspicuous. But his eyes swept around the pool water and immediately took a breath of air conditioning. The entire pool water was indeed not surprising, but there were hundreds of ice sculptures around the pool water.

The ice sculptures have different expressions and their postures, but they are all lifelike, as if they are real people. Seeing these ice sculptures, Wuqi suddenly remembered the ice man who had said about the blind old man, and then asked nervously: "Uncle, how cold is the water in this pool? Why are so many people frozen to death?"

"It's a hundred times colder than ordinary ice water. It only takes one second for an ordinary person to jump in and become the ice sculptures below in an instant. If he is a practitioner, his body can barely hold on for a while. At most, it's only an hour. I couldn't stand it after only one and a half hours of persistence.

If I had come out one minute later, there would be no sword saint in this world." Abel looked at the ice pool under him with lingering fear and said meaningfully.

Wuqi was shocked again. Even a master like Sword Saint Abel could only hold on for an hour and a half at the beginning. So how long can he last? He obviously would not last more than an hour and a half.

Maybe not even an hour. But Wuqi suddenly thought of another question, so he subconsciously asked, "Uncle, what is the way to awaken the element? I heard from others that if I succeed here, I will gain the power of awakening the water element. Is this true?"

"Yes," Abel nodded slowly, "This ice pool is something left after the million-year war between our ancestors. There are indeed records in history that some people successfully obtained the power of water element awakening from the ice pool in that era. But there are not many, and there is no way to awaken. So, I don't know."

"I understand. Uncle, then I'll go down. Thank you for sending me here. If I succeed, I will definitely go to find you as soon as possible." After Wuqi finished speaking, he let go of Abel's hand, like a mud cow entering the sea, falling heavily into the cold pool water. There was not even a trace of water splashing out, but a dull "thump" sound, and no one could see any more.

The sword saint Abel sighed lightly, turned around and turned into a stream of light, disappearing above the ice pool. The surroundings of the ice pool returned to peace again, but Wuqi's mood was not at all calm at this time. He even had the urge to call for help. The thought of regret suddenly seemed like countless silver needles, stimulating his mind wildly, causing his consciousness to suddenly show signs of collapse.

As the name suggests, the Ice Pool is just a pool. The coverage area is not large and the depth is only three meters. Wuqi just persisted at the bottom of the pool for less than a minute, and he had to drill out of the water because of the exhaustion of air in his lungs.

But as soon as he stuck his head out of the water, he took a breath of air unrestrainedly, his whole body trembled, his mind suddenly became unstable, and his body seemed to be suddenly struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but spasm.

It's so cold! I understand! No wonder there are so many ice sculptures here. Since you can come here, most of them are practitioners who have confidence in themselves, but none of them have successfully escaped. It should be because of the cold air that permeates the pool.

When the air in the lungs is exhausted, you have to swim to the water and breathe. If you take a deep breath of cold air, your internal organs will inevitably freeze instantly because the air is too cold. Therefore, there are so many ice sculptures here. What a terrible pool water.

After discovering this, Wuqi immediately covered his open mouth and stopped breathing. Instead, he slowly swam towards one of the ice sculptures that were exposed to the water. After almost all the strength in his body was exhausted, he finally climbed onto the ice sculptures and sat down slowly.

Logically speaking, he should have been able to relax for a while now, but Wuqi did not dare to be careless at all, because just the small mouthful of air just now, he felt that a large piece of his lungs had been completely frozen, and the frozen area was still spreading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just half of his swim on the ice sculpture, half of Wuqi's heart showed signs of freezing.

He immediately used medical techniques to heal his internal organs without hesitation, and at the same time dispelled the cold air in his body. Although his limbs became stiff and white due to the soaking of the pool water, Wuqi did not dare to be careless. When the cold air in his body was completely removed, he began to use medical techniques to slowly treat his severely frostbite limbs.

This process lasted for more than an hour before finally stopping. It was not that Wuqi's medical treatment suddenly decreased, but that the cold was constantly transmitted to his whole body through the ice sculptures under Wuqi, so Wuqi could not easily eliminate all the cold.

But after more than an hour of hard work, the ice sculpture under Wuqi's body, from the top of his head to the upper part of his chest, had been completely unblocked, so he temporarily got more than ten minutes of rest. These ten minutes Wuqi was like a wooden stake, standing on the ice sculpture's head without moving, staring at the lake surface that was as still as a mirror, without leaving at all.

More than ten minutes passed quickly, but Wuqi's efforts did not achieve the effect he expected. Not only did he not feel calmer and calmer after coming to the ice pool as the old blind man said, but instead became more and more irritable.

He even doubted himself and said to himself: "Why can't I see nothing after reading it for more than ten minutes? How can I reach the state of clear mirror and water? Is that old man lying to me?"

The more Wuqi thought about it, the more scared he felt. Seeing that the ice sculpture head dissolved under him covered with thick ice surfaces again, he was not careful, and his center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and his foot fell to the ice pool under him. At this moment, Wuqi's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

In an instant, there seemed to be hallucination in front of him, as if there was not a pool of water under him, but a devil who seemed to swallow his whole body in one bite. Wuqi's heart trembled and couldn't help but scream from the depths of his soul. "No!!!"
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