In a room filled with ice sculptures at minus ten degrees Celsius, the award ceremony of the biennial Ice Sculpture Masters Competition was held. A young man of about 23 years old stood in the presence of many ice sculpture enthusiasts who were either envious or jealous but with a hint of tinge.
Standing on the podium with awe-inspiring eyes, there is an ice sculpture about five meters high and weighing about four tons named Ice Phoenix Aotian placed on the left side of the podium. The ice sculpture is like a phoenix spreading its wings and roaring into the sky.
"Oh, it's been several times, and I always come first. How lonely!" The young man murmured, "When can I compete with you, the best in the world of ice sculptures?"
Indeed, he has won the first prize in the Ice Sculpture Masters Competition three times in a row. He is an ice sculpting genius, Bai Xuebing. Born in an artistic family in Guangzhou, his goal is to challenge that person and become the number one in the ice sculpting world.
Moreover, after the challenge is successful, he can put down everything and stay by her side. Even if she may never wake up again, it doesn't matter, because she is the woman Bai Xuebing likes.
"Click".
A crack suddenly appeared in the ice phoenix's claws under an undetectable wave. Then, the huge ice phoenix fell from the high base like a mountain of gold or a jade pillar, and hit the ground heavily. The scene
There was chaos for a moment.
With a loud noise, the ice phoenix hit Bai Xuebing's head, which was unable to escape, and pushed him to the ground. The ground and the ice sculpture were covered with his blood. A generation of ice sculpture genius, in full view of everyone, splattered with blood on the spot.
Die under your own handiwork.
"Am I dead? I'm not willing to accept it. I haven't challenged you to become the first person in the ice sculpture world. Maybe you are better than me, but it's also possible that I am stronger. Goodbye, the first person in the ice sculpture world. My goal.
..." This was his last consciousness in this world. When his consciousness was about to disappear, he murmured: "Qian Ling... If there is an afterlife, you and I will become... husband and wife...
…”
"……I love you……"
However, he still didn't know why he was still thinking after death, and it seemed that something had been pulled out of his body, and then his consciousness fell into chaos.
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The spiritual world is a world very much like ancient China.
Jiangnan Bai family, Jiuqu Empire, and even famous families in the spiritual world.
"Wow - wow -" From a room deep in the Bai family mansion, a baby's cry came out.
In front of the door of the room, a middle-aged man in gray clothes was pacing back and forth anxiously, sometimes looking at the door and sometimes at the floor, looking anxious.
"squeak"
The door opened and an old woman who looked like a midwife came out.
"Grandma Zhao, how is the child?" the middle-aged man asked eagerly.
"Haha, old lady, I would like to congratulate Elder Bai first. He is a very healthy boy. Mother and son are well," said Mrs. Zhao.
"Baby boy? Good! Thank you ancestors for blessing me!" Elder Bai quickly entered the room: "Where is the child? Let me see quickly."
"Mo Xiao, where is the child?,"
A beautiful voice came from the bed. A beautiful woman was looking at the baby boy in her arms softly: "Mo Xiao, what would you like to name the baby?"
Bai Moxiao looked out the window: "The child was born on a snowy day, otherwise, let's call him Bai Xiangbing."
Yes, on this day, the sky showed a strange phenomenon. Originally, it basically wouldn’t snow in the south, but today, it suddenly started snowing.
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Fifteen years later.
"Well, today, it seems to be the awakening ceremony of talent skills." A young man in white robe is sitting on a spring bed that does not belong to this era and has just finished meditating. The most eye-catching thing is that the young man's snow-white shawl is dyed like snow.
He has long hair, ice-blue eyes, and skin as fair as a woman's, making people sigh inwardly: What a charming and handsome man.
This charming and handsome man is actually Bai Xuebing who died under the ice sculpture. For some reason, his soul was reincarnated here. After fifteen years of life, he has a certain understanding of this world. This world is called the spiritual world.
Everyone can practice it. The energy of cultivation is called spiritual energy, which is divided into levels from the first level to the tenth level. Generally speaking, a person has one to three attributes. People can practice skills starting from the second level of Qi refining.
Skills are called spiritual skills, and they are divided into five types: lower, middle, and upper. The things that record spiritual skills are called spiritual methods. They are also divided into four types: lower, middle, and upper. However, some are recorded separately. And there is a skill called talent.
Skills are innate skills. They are divided into three categories: low, medium and high. They can evolve, but the possession rate will not exceed 25%. The awakening of innate skills also means reaching the first level.
"Master Xiangbing, the time has come. It's time to participate in the awakening ceremony." The butler's voice came from outside the door.
"Here we come." Bai Xiangbing said. After saying that, he touched a diamond-shaped magic stone from his arms, touched the magic stone with his fingers, and a white oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand. Strangely, the handle was about three palms long.
At one-third of the width of the umbrella handle, there is a snowflake carving about the size of a palm with a red octagonal crystal inlaid in the middle. There is only a clang sound, and a three-foot-long sword emerges from the handle of the oil-paper umbrella.
Pulling it out, the sword is about the width of a writing brush and is engraved with awkward runes.
At this time, with the injection of spiritual energy, the rune flashed with blue light and turned into an ice-blue sword about five feet long and three fingers wide. I played with the sword a few times, then removed the spiritual energy and collected it.
Inside the oil paper umbrella.
"Let's go, Uncle Zhao," Bai Xiangbing put the oil-paper umbrella behind his back and closed the door with his backhand, saying secretly: "I hope a miracle will happen, Li Lu."
In fact, it's not that Bai Xiangbing doesn't have innate skills. He is now in the first and fifth stages. Among his peers, no one in the whole city has a higher level of cultivation than him. It's that when his innate skills are awakened, he
Folds appeared in the space around him, and black holes appeared in his four directions. After that, he had the ability to distort space and gave him powerful perception. However, he found that this ability could only distort the ratio.
Attacks from low-level people, but the powerful perception makes it not useless. In this world, the soul cannot be strengthened. If you want to perceive the outside world, you need to use your own spiritual energy to resonate with the outside world in order to perceive it. But after using space
, the perception ability can detect any disturbance within a diameter of 1,500 meters with itself as the center, without resonance, but the range and clarity are much higher, so this talent skill is still of some use.
The two of them were silent all the way. Bai Xiangbing lowered his head and thought about the countermeasures: "Well, it's easy to talk about other things, but I'm afraid it's hard to talk about fighting her."
"Okay, Master, we are here." The steward's words woke up Bai Xiangbing who was deep in thought. Bai Xiangbing looked at the large square in front of him that was about three meters high, eight meters wide and sixteen meters long. He raised his head forty-five meters.
Angle, he sighed: "This square is too big! I am extremely afraid of heights. I don't want to play like this. Is there life accident insurance in the spirit world? I urgently need it."
In fact, the talent skill awakening ceremony is just a prelude to the coming-of-age ceremony. Only tribesmen who have reached the first level and are under the age of 18 are eligible to participate. Tribesmen without talent skills have to start taking over the family industry. The coming-of-age ceremony at the age of 18 is also
Unable to come back to participate.
From now on, I can only be a subordinate member of the family.
"Dang-dang-dang-", the bell sounded in the square to start the ceremony. The patriarch tapped the high platform, and his body hung still in the sky above the square.
"The patriarch's hanging talent skill has become more and more perfect." There were waves of admiration from all around.
The clan leader lowered his palms and applied gentle pressure. The voices in the square gradually disappeared, "The talent skill awakening ceremony begins now. All first-level clan members are invited to enter!"
I saw many tribesmen who had reached the first level entering the square, and the square started to boil again.
"There are so many people," Bai Xiangbing murmured, "How many people can pass the test?"
"Cousin Xiangbing, I hope you'll be merciful when we meet later," a sweet and numbing laughter sounded from behind.
"Okay, Cousin Baique, let's go, girl." Bai Xiangbing smiled, patted the girl on the back, and pulled her in slowly.