You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 212 Soul Ice Lotus
The foundation of the Mainline Tribe comes from the buildings left by their ancestors, and the belief on which Beixue relies for survival is the Beixue Tower, a tall building that overlooks the tribe's development over tens of thousands of years.

No one wants to leave this place, as it stores the heritage accumulated by the Beixue tribe over tens of thousands of years, as well as the secret inheritance left by their ancestors.

The belief that as long as the Beixue Tower does not fall, the Beixue tribe will not perish is deeply rooted in the hearts of the tribe members. It is a pity that when Jiang Qiu came here again, the building was empty.

Looking at the empty shanties outside the North Snow Tower, trampled wooden boards and pots and pans were lying across the streets. The cold wind was blowing, and the special stone slabs that had never been stained by snow were now covered with a layer of white frost.

"What about people?"

Jiang Qiu stood there in a daze, his heart pounding.

They rode at full speed all the way from the north, but did not see the expected rampage of demons. Only a large area of ​​houses were burned, leaving only charred beams and frames, many city walls collapsed, and the streets were smashed.

There was no corpse at all, and most of the bloodstains were buried by the snow. It looked like a ruin that had been abandoned for many years.

It was only a year since I left the second strongest human tribe, the Beixue Tribe, and when I came back, I saw this?!

A surge of rage surged in Jiang Qiu's heart; his left fist creaked and his right hand clenched the [Beixue Spear] and it vibrated.

“May your will stand with us when the tribe is in danger in the future, and may your will protect the children of the tribe when they are in trouble.

We use ice and snow as our witness. As long as the snow in the northern border does not dissipate, there will be no regrets in the contract."

The words of agreement that the old witch had made when he stood on the altar suddenly popped up in Jiang Qiu's mind and turned into hot oil that was poured onto his burning heart.

"Huh~ha~"

Jiang Qiu's chest rose and fell, his eyes were bloodshot from three sleepless nights, and veins on his arms were bulging.

In order to rush back to the tribe, Blue Hoof Horse died of exhaustion, but in the end he still couldn't see the old witch for the last time, and even all the tribesmen were gone!

"Hantian Cliff, Xibing Tribe, I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!"

The roar resounded through the sky, like the vibration of a huge bell. The subtle emotional power swept across the towering Beixue Tower, and the white snow fell like a white curtain.

stab-

The sharp blade of the [Beixue Spear] cut through the bluestone slab under his feet. Jiang Qiu walked into the Beixue Tower alone with the door ajar. The animal sculptures were still there, but the places where rare treasures and tribal weapons were stored were empty.

Suppressing his surging blood and energy, Jiang Qiu climbed up to the second and third floors one after another, and his breathing became even heavier!
It was empty, completely empty. All the natural treasures were taken away, leaving only a mess. The Beixue tribe’s tens of thousands of years of heritage was destroyed.

Only when he reached the fourth floor did Jiang Qiu breathe a sigh of relief. He looked up at the door that blocked his way, put his left hand on it, and recalled what the old witch once said.

“The Beixue Tower was left behind by the ancestor of the Beixue tribe, Master Yuanchu. It suppresses the luck of the entire Beixue tribe and also carries the inheritance of this ancestor.

The first three floors contain the tribe’s accumulation of tens of thousands of years, as well as some treasures handed down from ancient times, but they are useless to most people.

Only this fourth floor holds the inheritance that generations of witches and wizards have been looking forward to. The witch and wizard of the previous generation told me that when the fourth floor of the Beixue Tower is opened, it means that the Beixue tribe or Yuanchu Zhenren has waited for his successor and has the opportunity to transcend from the northern world. It’s a pity that no one has been able to open it for tens of thousands of years.”

There is no doubt about the great power of the ancestors. Master Yuanchu must have left a strong inheritance to the Beixue tribe, otherwise the Beixue tribe would not have stood for tens of thousands of years.

But the most critical fourth layer could not be opened. Even I, the chosen one, could not open it the first time I was brought here by the old witch.
click-

Suddenly there was a vibration, and the towering and heavy door in front of him creaked open, as if something resonated with the inheritance in Jiang Qiu's body.

"The Blue Luan Art?"

Jiang Qiu raised his eyebrows: "Does it mean that I have to obtain the inheritance of Beihai Palace first before I can inherit the inheritance of Beixue Tower in Beixue Tribe?"

The inheritance of Beixue Tower naturally refers to the fourth level, the inheritance of Master Yuanchu. This is different from the inheritance of witches and is not limited to the northern realm where spiritual energy is exhausted.

It is impossible for witches and shamans to cultivate spiritual energy. They only borrow the spiritual energy left by Master Yuanchu to exert their power, and there are many restrictions. Once they use this power, they will fall into a countdown to death.

Therefore, they cannot access the true inheritance of Master Yuanchu and are only the guardians of the inheritance.

Jiang Qiu walked in, his eyes fixed on a cluster of ice flowers in the center, his eyes dull.

This huge fourth floor was empty, but filled with cold wind. If one moved slightly, the biting chill would rush in from all directions.

There was no doubt that the cold air came from an ice lotus floating in the center. Blue light surrounded its side, and the tower body imprisoned the breath of the ice lotus like a cage.

"Can this thing cultivate the Soul Ice Lotus that can forge the Dao Jade Tendon?"

Jiang Qiu's mind flashed through the inheritance he had absorbed when he was in Beihai Palace, and the introduction about Pobing Dao Lian pointed out that this so-called Pobing Dao Lotus was not a treasure from heaven and earth, but it was more precious than treasures from heaven and earth. Compared with it, a hundred thousand year old fire marrow was not as good as a pebble.

The materials used to make this thing have long been extinct, and it requires the origin of ancient times as an inducement, so it is now impossible to make it again.

Even in ancient times, when Qingluan Palace still existed, this was not available to ordinary people. Only those who were personally taught by the master had a chance to obtain it.

The Po Bing Dao Lian can be regarded as the high-level Su Xiang [Origin of the Demon King] that was used to cast the jade tendons. In essence, they are both a kind of container that carries spiritual charm.

If we look at it from the perspective of potential, this Soul Ice Lotus is far superior to the original [Demon King Origin], the difference is like heaven and earth.

After all, this is a special material that can be used in the Qingluan Palace's Dao-casting cultivation method. I'm afraid there is no second one in the entire Northern Realm!
"Master Yuanchu, the leader of the four ancestors of the Northern Realm human race, is also mentioned in the inheritance of the Beihai Palace. He was willing to leave behind such a precious Soul Ice Lotus."

Jiang Qiu sighed softly, and reached out to grab the suspended Po Bing Dao Lotus with his left hand. The Beihai Palace inheritance deep in his soul responded, and stood up like iron filings encountering a strong magnet.

It seems that as long as he devours this Soul Ice Lotus, refines it, and uses the Qingluan Palace's method of casting jade tendons, he will be able to enter the Jade Tendon Realm that belongs to the ancient times and be able to practice the "Qingluan Jue"!
"Even the old witch who relied on the power of his ancestors failed to defend Beixue. The enemy's strength is by no means ordinary. If they want to massacre Hantian Cliff and Xibing Tribe, it is definitely not possible with my current strength."

Jiang Qiu took a deep breath, his eyes as sharp as a spear. He let ice crystals form on his left hand, and with boiling blood, he grabbed Po Bing Dao Lian: "Only by entering the Forging Jade Tendon Realm can I avenge Bei Xue!"

(End of this chapter)