Qianye raised his head and stared at the majestic building with every line in front of him filled with time, paused for a moment, and then walked straight towards the gate of Frost and Thunder Temple.
Floating ribbons kept appearing on the road ahead, and he waved them away casually, just like walking through the streets with too many decorations during a grand festival. This process seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was an abyss. If it were an ordinary strong person, he would probably be able to do it with just one wave.
After that, half of the palm was gone. But in front of Qianye, Ribbon became docile and obedient, never showing the fangs hidden inside.
After pushing aside the ribbons along the way, Qianye finally arrived at the gate of Frost and Thunder Temple.
The two gates of the temple are tens of meters high. In front of such a giant thing, Qianye's existence is like a small ant. The gates are also made of black ice. The whole body is dark blue, with continuous reliefs on the surface. If you look closely, the patterns are all...
It has meaning. It is one of many myths and stories, roughly describing how the ancestors struggled to survive in this desolate world and finally built a magnificent temple.
In this small world on the top of the cliff, there is no better building material than black ice. And those ancestors who were able to harvest ice to build temples in this environment are all strong people today. At least below the level of war general
, there is no way to survive on the top of the cliff.
Just as Qianye was concentrating on admiring the carvings on the door, the two huge doors suddenly opened automatically without any wind. A warm air flowed out from the temple, exuding an indescribable light fragrance.
"Your distinguished guest has come from afar, please come in."
Qianye crossed the threshold without hesitation, and the palace door closed on its own.
There is no visible light source in the hall, but it is not dark. The ancient black ice on the walls, floor and even the dome exudes a faint light, which is pure, bright and mysterious. The dome is nearly a hundred meters high, and standing in it is like standing in the palace of an ancient giant.
, the grandeur of that kind of space is breathtaking.
In the center of the hall, there is a huge black ice altar. An ice edge floats above the altar and is slowly rotating.
Qianye looked around and saw no one, so he walked to the altar and looked up at the ice edge.
"This is the first piece of ice cut by our ancestors after they were exiled to this world. Since then, it has taken three hundred years to build the Frost and Thunder Temple. During these three hundred years, how many ancestors have buried their bones
Under the temple, there is no way to know. In this world, people are annihilated very quickly after death, and no remains are left at all. This first piece of ice is not an offering, but a memorial to commemorate the sacrifices of our ancestors."
The cold and clear voice appeared again. This time Qianye's perception was correct. He turned and looked in one direction and saw a young man wearing a white robe and with long silver-blue hair slowly walking towards him.
The boy's appearance is unusually young, and he only looks like a human being in his fifteenth or sixteenth year. His face is as delicate as the most exquisitely crafted work of art, and his skin and lips are as if they are transparent. If it weren't for the terrifying force that lurks in his body, he would be like a mountain and a tsunami.
Qianye almost misunderstood that he was made of black ice.
The young man stretched out his hand and said: "Akfir, the master of this generation of Frost and Thunder Temple. Carol is my sister. Welcome, Qianye."
Qianye stretched out his hand and shook Akfir's hand. It felt like holding a piece of the coldest ice, and his skin instantly became numb. Qianye's hand immediately ignited with a faint crimson flame, and the ultimate dawn attribute of the dawn was suppressed.
Ice cold prevents the body from being damaged.
However, the scarlet gold flame is not stable. It flickers on and off. Although it is only a faint layer, its consumption is extremely shocking. Qianye can clearly feel the rapid loss of the force in his body. This means that in this confrontation, although Qianye does not fall behind
Wind, but the difference in Force cultivation between the two sides was so great that even Dawn Qiming could not support this kind of consumption.
Fortunately, Akfir took back his hand after shaking it for a while. With a light in his eyes that was hard to distinguish, he took a deep look at Qianye and said, "It happens to be lunch time. I hope I have the honor to invite you."
Progress with me."
Qianye was slightly startled, then said: "Thank you for the hospitality, the lunch at Frost and Thunder Temple is not something you can enjoy outside."
Akfir arched his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Please come with me." He led Qianye through the side door, walked along the long corridor to the end, and entered the restaurant.
The restaurant is also surprisingly large and can accommodate at least hundreds of people dining at the same time. There is only a long table in the center with a chair at each end.
Akfir sat down at the main table and asked Qianye to sit at the other end. Two old men in formal attire appeared and began to serve the meal.
They were obviously older, but they behaved elegantly, and their white hair was meticulously combed. They moved as if they were gliding on water, making no sound. No matter whether they walked, stopped, or placed them, the soup on the trays in their hands did not ripple at all.
Both old men have surprisingly stable hands. These hands can be used to serve food, and can even be used to kill people. With the support of their seventeenth-level Force cultivation, they can instantly transform into the most terrifying killers.
Even the force level of the two waiters was higher than Qianye's. Akfir's move seemed to be a deliberate demonstration, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed a bit different.
The soup placed in front of Qianye was like clear water, with a few blue leaves floating in it, and it looked more like tea.
Akfir's voice floated from the other end of the long table, "This dish is cooked with melted water from the first batch of black ice mined in the temple. The ice leaves inside are a specialty of this continent and can only be cooked at low temperatures."
Store it in a good environment. If you leave here, you won’t be able to eat it again.”
After that, he picked up the ice spoon and took a sip first.
Qianye followed suit and took a sip of the water-like soup, swallowing it together with a piece of ice leaf.
The soup had no taste, but as soon as it entered the abdomen, the terrifying icy power exploded instantly, almost freezing Qianye from the inside out.
Qianye's body immediately reacted instinctively, his blood core pulsating with all his strength, and the blood all over his body instantly burned, suppressing the invading icy power with all his strength.
Qianye sat motionless when he suddenly groaned and spurted two long streams of blood and fire from his nostrils.
His face turned red and white, and it went back and forth several times before finally calming down. The two old men standing next to him withdrew their eyes from looking at him, and at the same time calmed down their slightly strange expressions, no longer showing any concern.
Qianye raised his head and said nothing. He only looked at Akfir quietly, with a hint of blueness surging in his eyes.
Akfir smiled slightly, with a bit of youthful clarity and naughtiness, "This soup is a bit overbearing at first, but as long as you resist it, you will gain a lot. The Xuan Bing left by the ancestors will be used less, and the ice will be used less."
Ye currently has less than ten pieces in stock. If it wasn’t a distinguished customer, I wouldn’t take it out!”
Qianye opened his mouth and exhaled a ball of white air, then his whole body was shaken, and he couldn't help but spurt out two small balls of fire from his nostrils.
Anyway, even after spraying fire, Qianye no longer concealed his physical condition. He suppressed the remaining cold and said, "This soup is indeed a bit overbearing. What will happen if you can't resist it?"
Akfir rested his jaw with one hand and said with a smile: "Such an obvious question is not something a smart person should ask. If you can't resist it, you will turn into an ice sculpture. The ice leaf itself can also be said to be a highly poisonous thing. That's all.
Precious things are never used to kill people. Anyway, if you can't resist, you can only say that my sister has misjudged the person."
Qianye snorted without comment, took another spoonful of soup, swallowed it in one gulp, then closed his eyes and said nothing.
This time, he finally didn't spit out fire, but his hair did not rise in the wind. When he opened his eyes, two long flames shot out.
Qianye slowly exhaled a wisp of white air and praised: "It tastes good!"
Just two spoons of soup pushed his force power forward a big step, which was extremely precious for Qianye's unique force accumulation needs. At this moment, his eighth force vortex was almost formed, waiting for
After finishing the whole bowl of soup, I'm afraid I'm going to have a breakthrough.
Indeed, as Akfir said, as long as you can resist this soup, you will have great gains.
However, resisting this is not easy. The cold force contained in the soup is extremely pure, and it occurs in the abdomen. If you want to suppress and refine it, not only must you have a high level of force cultivation, but also the quality of the force must be high.
Extremely high. Qianye possesses the Dawn Qi Ming, and he has just enough restraint to be able to refine it calmly. If there were other people here, for example, a few divine generals from the empire who could barely break through the sky, and would hardly be able to make any progress in this life, they would drink a bowl of soup.
I'm afraid my belly will be frozen into an ice sculpture.
This soup is the main course. Although the other fruit snacks are rare, they are nothing.
After finally finishing the meal, the Force sundial next to the clock was already pointing to dusk. I spent most of my time on the soup, and it took a while to simmer before it could be digested. With the accumulation of cold Force power, Qian
The more I drank at night, the slower I drank, and eventually it took half an hour to digest a small sip.
Akafir did not show any signs of being impatient and kept company very calmly. He followed Qianye's sip and then waited quietly for Qianye to digest and absorb it. It was not until the meal was finished that he nodded and said, "You can drink this bowl of soup."
, consider you have passed the first test! Follow me."
Qianye couldn't say he was happy for this kind of test that he was greeted without saying a word. However, Akafiel stood up and walked out of the restaurant regardless of his mood. When he waited at the door for Qianye to come over, he even smiled and said,
Like a kid who succeeded in his prank.
In any case, Qianye received real benefits, and there was no need to be pretentious. He paused for a moment and then quickly followed. The two of them went down the spiral staircase until they reached deep underground. Here.
, Akafiel opened the door and led Qianye into another hall.
Although the hall is not as majestic as the main hall, it is still quite impressive at a height of ten meters. There are several groups of statues placed in the main hall, each of which is lifelike. If it were not for the fact that the entire body is made of black ice, crystal clear and free of impurities, one would really doubt these statues.
Was it frozen by a real person?
Akafir came to the largest group of statues, looked at the dozens of statues with different postures and expressions, and said: "These are the heroes of the first generation of ancestors. They have to deal with unimaginable harsh environments and
We fought dangerous enemies and sacrificed our lives to cut out the first piece of black ice and lay down the first foundation stone for the Frost and Thunder Temple."
He then came to the second group of statues. The number of statues in this group was much smaller, only a dozen or so. Their momentum did not look as powerful as the previous group, and their weapons and equipment were better.
Akafiel was silent for a moment and said: "These are the heroes of the second generation of ancestors. Their number is small because after more than ten years of development, most of the ancestors have died in this frost world. More than 100 people have taken away their lives.
It was the severe cold, ferocious beasts, and... hunger. There was not enough food on this land to feed so many ancestors, and the main source of food at that time was ferocious beasts living on the edges of the continents and in the void."
Qianye knew that there would also be ferocious beasts living on the edge of the continent. These ferocious beasts could move in the void for a short period of time and were extremely ferocious. Although they were not as powerful as the giant void beasts, they were much stronger than ordinary land beasts and were not ordinary at all.
The generals can handle it. If the ancestors of the Frost and Thunder Temple relied on hunting these ferocious beasts for food, one can imagine the price they would pay.
"Those ferocious beasts are very cunning and will not easily set foot on land. In order to lure them down, our ancestors would choose one person to use as bait every time they hunted."
Qianye's heart trembled. The young man's voice was still clear and calm, but he could not erase even half of the blood that had been soaked in time.