This man's hair was half long and covered with white frost, and his whole body was covered with ice.
Even so, it is hard to hide his heroic spirit.
At this time, it was covered in ice, just like a decoration, and there were not many flaws to be found.
Jiang Feng lowered his voice and said in Tang Sanmu's ear: "Is he a dead person?"
Indeed, this man has become like this, naturally there is no breath of life at all.
The one-armed man smiled and said, "He's not a dead man. If you say that to him, he might be unhappy."
But no matter how Tang Sanmu looked at it, the person in front of him had also lost all vitality and had no breath at all.
He frowned and asked: "You mean, he gave Lingbao Pavilion to me?"
The man nodded: "Yes, he has been away for seven years, and there was no news from him for the previous five years.
Until two years ago, I suddenly received a message and gave me Lingbao Pavilion and an address.
Let me leave it to you and tell me that you need more prestige and fame.
After thinking about it, it seems that only the path he took back then is more suitable for you, but times have changed now.
There are so many warlocks, and it is not easy to stand out from the crowd.
But fortunately, you seem to be better than I thought.
Judging from the Fu Rui in your face, it is obvious that many people already trust you."
The woman next to me spoke softly: "It's really rare to be able to achieve this level of success in such a short period of time.
But there is not much time, we hope you can hurry up."
The woman has always been silent and doesn't have many mood swings. Only when she looks at the man next to her, her eyes light up.
"So, Lingbao Pavilion was given to me by this ice man. As for the mobile phone and live broadcast equipment, they are..."
"It was funded by me personally. After all, he doesn't have anything valuable on him," the one-armed man said.
Tang Sanmu clasped his fists lightly: "Oh, I'm so disrespectful, I really want to thank you, senior.
How much do you want, tell me and I'll give you the money?"
"No need, just keep what I said in your heart." The man said.
What the person in front of him said was exactly the same as his master. Tang Sanmu asked: "You mean, this man covered in ice was also an anchor before? Is he famous?"
"He is famous in all of Jiuzhou, but his name is destined to be unknown to many people."
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "What you told me today is too vague.
Anyone else would probably feel confused."
As Tang Sanmu spoke, he gently pointed at the ice man in front of him: "So, who is this?
Why were you given such magical things from Lingbao Pavilion to me? Why do the recent possessed people also know about the existence of Lingbao Pavilion?"
After finishing speaking, he paused again, frowned and continued solemnly: "You asked me to be prepared, but you must always know who my opponent is.
I can't compete with the air, can I? Unless you send me a big red envelope."
The one-armed man smiled bitterly: "You are nothing like him. His name involves the connection between this world and another world.
Since it has been forgotten by most people, it cannot be mentioned easily.
Otherwise, it may affect the short-term balance of the two worlds."
"Another world? You mean the heaven? The underworld?"
"People in the world only know that there are gods in the sky, and there is a blue sky when you look up.
Little did he know that where heaven and man meet, there is also a magical place called Wujie.
Unbounded beings have no physical body and all exist in a spiritual state.
And their way of practice is also very special. They rely on pollen to practice, and future generations will inherit the techniques of their predecessors.
Because they have no physical body, their own emotions are very cold. Coupled with this unique way of practice, their attainments in magic can be said to be at the pinnacle.
But in a borderless place like Wujie, they cannot become gods or sentient beings, they can only wander around in a daze.
So they always covet the upper and lower sides."
Tang Sanmu was very calm after hearing these words, but Jiang Feng subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
He smiled bitterly: "Brother, are you really lying?
What is heaven and what is boundless? It’s too mysterious to talk about, isn’t it?
These things are at best recorded in myths, right? How could they really happen?"
The one-armed man gently tapped the ice man next to him with his one arm, causing the frost to shake and fall down.
"Of course I hope this is a story, but the reason this person is here as an ice sculpture.
It is because his body is still in the human world, but his soul has gone to Wujie.
He has been there for seven years, oh no, almost eight years."
After finishing speaking, the one-armed man sighed: "I still remember that he was still a young man when he left.
Now that I am an uncle, he still looks like this."
The woman next to him finally smiled: "I wonder if he should call us senior when he comes back?"
Tang Sanmu was still not surprised. He pondered for a long time and then said slowly: "For some reason, when I heard these words, I actually had a feeling that this was indeed the case.
It seems that I have known for a long time that these are destined to happen. Although I don’t know when, it will happen one day.”
"After all, you already know the existence of the doomsday. You are special. Not only can you spy on the doomsday, you can also control the magic of Lingbao Pavilion."
Tang Sanmu digested everything the one-armed man said and continued to ask: "I'm still curious, why did you choose me?
I have been hiding in the mountains, why can you find me as soon as I get off the mountain?"
"It's not that he found you when you came down the mountain, but that he had already chosen you many years ago.
It's just that at that time, the poison in your body was not gone and you were still in a coma.
At that time, the people in the mountains saw that you had very good bones and originally wanted to wait until you recovered to teach you your magic.
But he asked you not to study the Fa but only to practice the breath.
As long as the mastery of yin and yang can be mastered, no matter whether it is learning spells or fortune telling, the distance between the world and the world will be closer.
By then, no matter what you learn, you will be able to master it."
Tang Sanmu clicked his tongue twice: "The old men in the mountain have always been old-fashioned, and few young people can come in. There are only a few young people who grew up in the mountain."
The man with the broken arm smiled: "There is no such rule, it's just that those old men on your mountain are very stubborn and don't want to get involved in mundane things.
If you want to enter the mountains, you must not only cultivate to a level that satisfies them, but also have no worries and just want to find the way to become an immortal.
Very few young people can do both of these things.
But not only did he go into the mountains, we also went into the mountains, and we also fought against your senior Fire Talisman Han and others."
"I'm still puzzled. As you just said, the old men in the mountains have always had nothing to do with the world and only want to become immortals.
How could I get involved in such a big thing with you?"
"Because this is not a personal matter, but is facing changes in the world.
This is a calamity for all living beings, and the mountains are naturally not immune to it.
Moreover, only in times of peace and prosperity can one live in seclusion.
If we are in troubled times, as a Taoist, how can we live in an ignoble way? Naturally, we have to go down the mountain to face the disaster.
This can’t be done at all, isn’t the so-called cultivation of immortality just a joke?”
"So, what exactly happened to this person in Wujie? When will the so-called Wujie come over, and how will it come over?
Are possessed people unbounded? Is their purpose to deprive people of their physical bodies?
Lingbao Pavilion is not boundless, right? So what I practice is also boundless magic?"