"Ao Ju Linghan?"
Ning Liu repeated it, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Just by the name, you know it is not an easy job."
Bibi Dong's eyes moved away from Yue Guan's solemn face and glanced at the fields they had cultivated with their own hands.
"It seems that farming is just an appetizer."
Yue Guan nodded, his expression returned to calm, and he led the two of them towards the door from which they came.
"The message from the gods has been clear. The third test is an independent environmental test."
Back to the main room, the surrounding scene is the same as when we first saw it.
hh "The venue for the third test is an illusion constructed by divine power."
hh Yue Guan stood in the center of the hall and spoke slowly.
"The content of the test is to find a "Silent Winter Celestial Core" in the center of the secret realm in the endless cold, and persist in practicing around it." It will continue to intensify until the test is over, or... the tester collapses."
Ning Liu touched his chin: "It sounds like tempering with ice water. The benefits must not be small."
"Hmm."
Yueguan responded.
"Complete the test, and the reward will be a substantial increase in soul resistance, especially the resistance to cold-type attacks, and at the same time, the willpower will be greatly tempered."
This reward is not without its richness.
A glimmer of light flashed in Bibi Dong's purple eyes. She looked at Yueguan: "How long will it take?"
Yueguan shook his head:
"There is no time limit until I can fully adapt to the cold air around Xianrui."
He took a deep breath with a hint of apology in his expression.
"And this time... His Majesty and Sect Master Ning can no longer help. I can only enter the third test."
"It's okay."
Bibi Dong's tone showed no emotion.
"This is your divine test."
Ning Liu smiled and spread his hands:
"Yes, it saves me, the leader of the Liulitian Sect, from becoming an honorary farmer of the Wuhun Palace and spreading the word to damage the prestige of our sect."
Yueguan bowed solemnly to the two of them again: "Your majesty's support and Sect Master Ning's guidance will be kept in mind by Yueguan. I will definitely live up to expectations in this test."
Bibi Dong He nodded slightly: "Go, we are waiting for you here."
Ning Liu added: "Don't be brave, and don't be anxious. As for the "Silent Winter Celestial Core", just go with the flow, don't just resist with your soul power, and feel the law of the cold."
"I understand."
Yue Guan nodded heavily.
As he communicated with his thoughts, the originally empty space in front of him began to twist and rotate, eventually forming a vortex that shimmered with ice-blue light.
Yue Guan did not hesitate and stepped into the vortex...
The moment the ice blue vortex swallowed Yue Guan, the extreme cold hit his face.
This is not the ice and snow in the world, this is a kind of severe cold derived from divine power, as if even the soul can be frozen.
In front of Yueguan is an endless snowfield, the wind and snow are like knives, howling across the land.
Every snowflake contains a trace of the cold power of law, eroding his body pervasively.
He subconsciously activated his soul power, and golden soul power rose up on his body surface, trying to isolate the cold air.
However, as soon as the soul power left the body, it condensed and ossified at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a burning candle being poured with a basin of ice water, and its light quickly dimmed.
"What an overbearing cold!"
Yue was startled by concern. He felt as if he had been thrown into a thousand-year-old ice cave naked, and his blood flow had become sluggish.
If he continues like this, let alone finding any "Silence of Winter", he will be frozen alive into an ice sculpture in less than half a day.
He gritted his teeth and walked hard against the wind and snow.
Every step is like trudging through a mire. The cold air not only corroded his body, but also turned into countless tiny ice needles, piercing his spiritual sea, bringing bursts of sharp pain and a lingering sense of exhaustion.
This is not a test, it is clearly torture.
I don’t know how long I walked, maybe a day, maybe just an hour, Yue Guan’s consciousness started to become a little blurry.
"No... we can't resist..."
In his mind, Ning Liu's somewhat lazy voice suddenly sounded.
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What pattern can there be in this overwhelming chill of death?
Yue Guan gasped, almost laughing at this idea. But this is indeed his only life-saving straw.
He stopped and no longer spent his soul power in vain to resist.
He simply closed his eyes, letting the biting cold wind blow on his body, and immersed himself in feeling it.
At first, there was only pain. Pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, pain that freezes the mind.
But gradually, in this extreme pain, he caught a trace of something strange.
The wind and snow are not static. Sometimes they are violent, sometimes gentle, as if they are breathing.
The erosion of cold air also has a tidal rise and fall. This illusion constructed by divine power itself follows a unique rhythm.
Resistance is to be an enemy of the whole world.
Follow the trend...
A picture emerged in Yueguan's mind.
It is not his strange velvet-towering chrysanthemum, but the ordinary chrysanthemums that bloom proudly in the mortal world, in those ordinary courtyards, in the late autumn and early winter, facing the first frost and snow.
They never fight against the cold winter.
They just bloom in their own season, extremely gorgeous, without anyone else around.
It is a kind of pride that comes from the bones, a kind of indifference that "heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me."
This is the true meaning of "Aoju Linghan"!
It’s not about conquering the cold, but living out your pride in the cold!
With one thought, Yue Guan's whole temperament suddenly changed.
He is no longer the struggling titled Douluo, but has become a chrysanthemum rooted in the wind and snow.
The soul power flame on his body was completely extinguished, replaced by an invisible "power".
He began to breathe to the rhythm of the wind and snow, and his body swayed slightly, as if he was not resisting the wind and snow, but dancing with it.
The originally deadly cold air penetrated into his body through his pores, but it was no longer pure destruction.
They were like the harshest blacksmith, using cold hammers to beat his bones, flesh and soul again and again.
Each blow brought severe pain, but at the same time, a trace of impurities was stripped out of his body.
Yue Guan opened his eyes again. The pain and struggle in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only clarity and determination.
He could clearly "see" that in the center of this snowfield, there was a source of extremely dark and cold light, which was the Silent Winter Celestial Core.
He took steps forward, and this time, his body was no longer sluggish.
The wind and snow were still biting, but it could no longer hinder his steps.
When Yueguan finally arrived in front of the Silent Winter Immortal Core, the chill here was enough to instantly freeze a Contra into powder.
It was not an actual flower, but an icy blue halo suspended in mid-air that was constantly changing its shape. It is the heart of this illusion, the source of all chills.
Yue Guan did not hesitate and sat down cross-legged less than three meters away from Xian Rui.
The endless chill instantly overwhelmed him.
At that moment, Yue Guan felt that his soul had been completely pulled away. There was no pain, no thoughts, only pure "existence" and pure "coldness" were left.
His martial spirit, the strange velvet Tongtianju, emerged on its own behind him.
The golden chrysanthemums look so out of place in this icy blue world.
The petals began to freeze inch by inch under the extreme cold, losing all their brilliance.
However, just when the pistil was about to be completely frozen, an invisible sense of pride rose from the deepest part of the martial soul.
Why should I be frozen by you?
I was born in heaven and earth, I bloom on my own!
The thick layer of frost on the golden petals began to crack.
A ray of golden light that is brighter and more pure than ever before bursts out from the crack, with a sharp and unyielding edge!
Click, click...
The ice cracked inch by inch, and the strange velvet celestial chrysanthemum completed an unprecedented transformation in the extreme cold of Silent Winter's core.
It blooms more proudly and wantonly!
At the same time, the soul power in Yue Guan's body was tempered to a whole new level through freezing and rebirth again and again.
"The third test, Aoju Linghan, completed."
"Reward: The soul's origin is tempered, the soul power resistance is greatly improved, and the life of the soul ring is increased by five thousand years."
"The affinity with the god of chrysanthemums is increased, the current total is: 30%."
The moment the voice fell, nine soul rings appeared behind Yue Guan.
Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, black!
At the same time, a far more powerful soul power exploded within his body.
The bottleneck was shattered immediately, and his soul power level steadily reached level ninety-seven!