The old man in the deep snowstorm laughed and said, "Boy, don't forget that I am a snow swordsman. It would be too naive to hurt me with the power of wind and snow."
The scythe in the old man's hand was dancing so fast that no afterimage could be seen, only a black shell shrouding him.
Yun Cang felt that in the frost blade storm, every snow and frost blade was split by the long scythe. In just three breaths, the newly formed frost blade storm was shattered by the old man.
"It's really scary." Yun Cang praised.
Although the old man has no soul skills, every move he makes is a martial skill, returning to his original nature.
But under the extreme ice bonus, the frost and snow still affected the old man to some extent.
The black scythe was covered in ice, with cracks appearing on the surface. When the wind and snow stopped, the scythe also exploded into a pile of fragments.
The old man said dissatisfiedly: "Blacksmith, the sickle you made is too bad."
The blacksmith who was turned into an ice sculpture by the old man's finger had already escaped from the trap and stood beside the doctor, saying sarcastically: "I still have a sword here..."
"Bring it here."
The old man said calmly.
The blacksmith turned around and walked into the blacksmith shop, took out an unsheathed sword and threw it to the old man.
The old man reached out to take the sword and waved it casually. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and a faint sword cry sounded.
Yun Cang could tell that the quality of this long sword was about the same as that of a long scythe. They were both on the same level.
But the old man was a swordsman, and the power that other weapons and long swords unleashed in his hands was completely different.
The old man had a sword in his hand, his eyebrows were dancing, and his figure moved and he took the initiative to attack Yun Cang.
There are four rays of light flowing on the tip of the sword, which is a blow that condenses the four major artistic conceptions.
Yun Cang summoned the Xuan Ice Soul Lock, and a large ice chain crossed the sky to block the old man's path.
But the old man's long sword was so sharp that he could cut off a section of the chain with just one swing of his sword, and his speed was only reduced by 10%.
Seeing that the old man became more and more courageous as he fought, Yun Cang knew that he could not give him a chance to continue to build up his strength and must defeat the old man within three moves.
Yun Cang took a step forward, and a cold wave spread from his feet.
The spiritual realm, the realm of eternal freezing, the emperor’s cold sky, mountains and rivers full of ice...
All area skills were used by Yun Cang at the same time, but they were only limited to ten meters around him.
The power is concentrated within a ten-meter range, which is enough for the old man to break through.
Sure enough, as soon as the old man entered the field, he felt it was difficult to move forward.
He glanced at Yun Cang in surprise. This young man was finally about to use his killing move.
The power of Yun Cang's artistic conception continued to pour into the long knife in his hand, and he kept gathering momentum.
When the power accumulated to the extreme, Yun Cang slashed with his sword, and a bright sword light ten meters long flew out instantly.
When Yun Cang swung this sword, all the power of his artistic conception had been exhausted, and the reincarnation of the sword light would not end. Even if the old man could break this ray of sword light, there would still be thousands of sword lights waiting for him.
Facing this ray of sword light, the old man swung his long sword.
At this time, in Lingxi Village, the ancestral tree of reincarnation began to light up. Pink petals fell down, and the sky was filled with strange phenomena, drawing everyone's attention away from the old man.
"The Ancestral Tree of Reincarnation has actually bloomed?!"
The residents of the village exclaimed.
Yun Cang's attention was also attracted by the petals flying in the air. He reached out to take it, and the artistic conception of reincarnation was conveyed to his mind.
But he quickly came back to his senses and looked at the old man.
The originally brand-new long sword in the old man's hand now became pitted and tattered.
The linen clothes on the old man's body were torn open countless times, and he looked a little embarrassed. A slight wound on the old man's throat healed quickly, and even the long sword in his hand returned to a brand new state.
The old man also reached out to take the reincarnation petals and said: "Young man, you have passed the test."
Yun Cang looked at the old man, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, I have offended you a lot just now."
Just now, he had clearly killed the old man with his full blow, but the old man recovered quickly. He doesn't know why.
The old man smiled bitterly and touched his throat. The knife just now had indeed killed him once. The dissipated life force was absorbed by the ancestral tree of reincarnation, and the petals of the reincarnation petals fell.
However, the power of the samsara ancestral tree went back in time and space, allowing the old man to return to before receiving the sword.
After learning that the test had passed, Yun Cang was relieved.
The two of them walked to Lingxi Village and walked straight towards the Ancestral Tree of Reincarnation.
Walking on the stone road and passing many houses, Yun Cang finally came to the Ancestral Tree of Reincarnation.
The ancestral tree of reincarnation is 100 meters high, and its pink petals are in full bloom, making it beautiful.
There is a futon placed under the ancestral tree of reincarnation.
The old man pointed to the futon and said: "This is the place where I understand the artistic conception of reincarnation. You can stay here as long as you want."
With that said, the old man turned and left with a smile.
In a daze, Yun Cang looked back and saw that the entire Lingxi Village turned into pink light and shadow, just like pink fallen leaves that were blown away by the wind and disappeared without a trace.
Throughout the valley, the huge space pressure and restrictions all disappeared.
All that is left is the gurgling water and the ancient trees supporting the sky.
Yun Cang felt that at this moment, his artistic conception of reincarnation had crossed the threshold of entry and reached the realm of small success.
At the same time, there are many other understandings of the artistic conception of the four seasons in my mind, as well as many combat experiences and martial arts.
Yun Cang understood that this was the benefit that the shadow of the avenue in Lingxi Village had given him after passing the test.
Seeing Lingxi Village disappear, the Snow Emperor, Ice Emperor, Wang Dong and others who were staying at the entrance of the valley hurriedly came through the air.
Seeing that Yun Cang passed the assessment, they all looked happy.
Yun Cang looked at the crowd and said with a smile, the Ancestral Tree of Reincarnation is here, you can try and see if you can understand the artistic conception of reincarnation.
After a fierce battle, Yun Cang finally understood why the artistic conception of reincarnation is a higher artistic conception than other artistic conceptions.
Even the entry-level artistic conception of reincarnation is more powerful than the ordinary artistic conception of Dacheng.
Snow Emperor and the others did not refuse. If they could understand the artistic conception of reincarnation, their combat power would definitely be greatly improved.
But after sitting under the ancestral tree of reincarnation for three days, I still had no clue.
So people no longer understand.
The artistic conception of reincarnation is indeed not that easy to comprehend, and Yun Cang is not surprised at all by this situation.
Yun Cang took out the prototype of the God Realm, and the magnificent colorful air ball condensed in Yun Cang's hand, and then turned into a ball of colorful mist, wrapping it towards the tall ancestral tree of reincarnation.
After swallowing and absorbing for a quarter of an hour, the prototype of the divine world absorbed the ancestral tree of reincarnation and the boundary stone contained in it into its own body.
Immediately afterwards, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and Yun Cang immediately ordered the surrounding troops to withdraw to the battleship first.
The Snow Emperor said nothing, and his powerful divine power penetrated the void directly, leading everyone across the entire secret realm.
The secret realm collapsed, causing the space to no longer be stable. The Snow Emperor's second-level peak god's strength was enough to span such a long distance.
In the slightly desolate prototype of the God Realm, a brand new land appeared. The ancestral tree of reincarnation bloomed quietly, giving a glimmer of life to the lifeless world.