Ling Bingtian, who walked into the film, had no way of knowing the changes in the outside world.
Since entering the membrane, Ling Bingtian felt that the emptiness in his body was gradually recovering, returning from an empty state to a full state in almost a few breaths.
Ling Bingtian, who had returned to full strength, felt refreshed and the vision in front of him suddenly became brighter.
'this. . . Ling Bingtian looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but gasp.
The verbal descriptions handed down from the ancestors are completely less shocking than seeing the scene in this small plane with your own eyes.
Although there is no sun in the sky, the light shines on every corner of Ling Bingtian's field of vision. Snowflakes all over the sky slowly danced down from the sky, falling to the ground and becoming part of the snow.
Surrounding the surroundings, Ling Bingtian saw snow-white willow trees, with bright golden light shining on them, reflecting the white snow covering them with a sparkling luster.
The soft and light branches swayed with the cold wind that came from nowhere, like girls with graceful waists wearing blue dance clothes, dancing for some great being.
But upon closer inspection, Ling Bingtian saw some clues. The seemingly soft branches were actually made of ice crystals like his own martial spirit.
This willow tree is beautiful, but the threat hidden in it is probably like a rose, easy to see but not easy to touch.
Heaven and earth seem to merge into a pure white whole, with an indescribable charm of its own.
Ling Bingtian, who took all this into consideration, finally felt the shock from the scenery that some people in his previous life said. But vaguely, there seemed to be a strange feeling coming from the depths of Wuhun, which made Ling Bingtian vaguely feel that a line of sight was looking at him from nowhere. What is certain is that that is not the sight of Ling Yongsheng and Ling Yongming.
But soon, this feeling disappeared, which actually made Ling Bingtian wonder if it was his illusion just now.
"Interesting, the little guy's bloodline, oh, no, they are called martial souls, they are a kind of phoenix? Since they can vaguely sense my existence." At this time, the Ice God who was far above the God Realm also became a little curious. .
When I was looking at this little guy just now, the feedback from the snow surface told me that this little guy was nervous when I saw him. Although he quickly adjusted back, in addition to the marrow crystals, the entire small plane also contained a lot of his own divine power, which allowed him to detect the physical condition of everyone in it. He couldn't deceive himself.
But since he didn't like his gaze, he just let him go, and he would naturally have a chance to face him later.
Ling Bingtian, who was in the small plane, naturally did not expect that he had attracted the attention of the Ice God as soon as he entered. At this time, he was still thinking about where the line of sight came from.
"It's beautiful. When everyone comes in for the first time, they will be shocked by the unique beauty of the ice and snow. Grandpa, I was no exception at the time." But soon, a familiar voice sounded from the front, and some people who were a little distracted were stunned. Ling Bingtian pulled back.
Ling Bingtian looked forward intently. It was Ling Yongsheng who came in first and put away his martial spirit. He stood in front with his hands behind his hands and sighed.
"No matter how many times I watch it, I never get tired of it." Ling Yongsheng said calmly, as if he wanted to show his popularity.
Ling Bingtian looked at the pretentious grandpa in front of him and was a little speechless. He wanted to complain but didn't know where to start. He could only grin and look at his cheap grandpa with pretense of admiration.
Fortunately, Ling Yongming's angry voice soon came from behind, allowing Ling Bingtian to leave the awkward atmosphere.
"This only shows that you still don't see enough!"
Ling Yongming stepped on the snow with one foot, but instead of sinking in like Ling Bingtian, he stepped on the snow like walking on flat ground.
'As expected of a Super Douluo, he has such strong body control. ' Ling Bingtian thought secretly in his heart.
However, this is also the body control that he should have. If a majestic super Douluo doesn't even have this control, then he will be really ridiculous.
"Let's go up to the altar. You can tell if it's a donkey or a horse." Ling Yongming was quite impatient. As soon as he came in, he urged Ling Bingtian and his father to move forward quickly.
Ling Yongsheng and Ling Bingtian naturally had no reason to object, but before leaving, Ling Yongsheng told a little trick.
As long as the ice soul power in the body can be transported to the soles of the feet, it will be easier to walk on the snow.
With the strong mental power of two lifetimes, Ling Bingtian can still effectively control this little soul power in his body.
After trying it for a while, I realized that what Ling Yongsheng said was true. A step that would have sunk a foot deep into the snow now only sinks halfway.
Ling Bingtian walked forward with difficulty like this. Ling Yongming and Ling Yongsheng no longer used their soul power to support him forward. If they did this here, they were afraid that the Ice God would regard it as rude.
Fortunately, the distance between the entrance to the small plane and the altar was not far. In a few minutes of walking slowly, Ling Bingtian had already reached the altar.
It was not much different from what Ling Yongsheng described. The octagonal altar was about the size of a playground, with a crystal monument standing in the middle, and each of the octagons was inlaid with an ice-blue ice crystal.
Even if the nearest ice crystal is dozens of meters away, Ling Bingtian can feel the terrifying energy contained in it. Even the ninth soul skill released by Ling Yongsheng yesterday was probably not worth mentioning in front of these ice crystals in terms of energy storage.
When they reached the altar, Ling Yongsheng and Ling Yongming stopped. According to the ancestral system, Ling Bingtian had to walk the rest of the way.
"Go, kid." Ling Yongming stood next to Ling Bingtian and patted his shoulder encouragingly.
Although Ling Yongsheng on the other side did not speak, he looked at Ling Bingtian with encouragement and expectation, as if he wanted to give him strength in this way.
"Yes, uncle, grandpa, I'm going up." Ling Bingtian responded to Ling Yongming and Ling Yongsheng, and then stepped onto the stairs leading to the altar.
One step, two steps...until the moment Ling Bingtian stepped on the altar with both feet, a sudden change occurred!
The snowflakes that were falling in the air in the entire small plane stopped, and the ice crystal wickers that were dancing in the wind around the altar also stopped. For a moment, even the light seemed to have stopped.
Ling Bingtian looked back and found that Ling Yongsheng and Ling Yongming behind him were also still, literally still. Whether it was the blinking reaction of the eyes or the natural jumping of the body when running, it stopped at this moment. It's like time has stopped. It seems that I am the only living thing in this world!
wrong! Ling Bingtian reacted suddenly, and another sensation came from the depths of his martial soul. The surrounding snowflakes, wicker sticks and even the ice crystals on the octagonal altar seemed to be active in an instant, giving people a sense of life.
"Crack, click, click -" A sound of friction came from the center of the altar. Ling Bingtian couldn't help but turn around and saw that the crystal tablet was rapidly expanding, just like what was recorded in the family.
