Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2223 Han Yuantan

Seeing Mo Xian and Han Ling'er walking in two directions, everyone looked at each other for a while.

"This guy won't really be going to Hanyuantan."

Seeing the direction in which Mo Xian disappeared, many people frowned slightly.

There are many cultivators in the Northern Wilderness Hall, but they have never seen someone as desperate as Mo Xian.

The so-called Hanyuan Pool is a training place open to the disciples of Beihuang Palace, and anyone can go if they want to.

This place is located in the gap between several huge icebergs, and the environment is very special.

The powerful cold air passed through several valleys and gathered in the middle, forming a strong convection, so the energy inside was very rich and violent.

If you can bear it, you can greatly increase the speed of cultivation.

Most of the existence of Beihuang Temple is related to cold, which is why Mo Xian and the others had to sit there for a while on the new disciple Bingshan.

After all, only after they have adapted to the cold can they continue to practice in the Northern Wilderness Hall, otherwise they are asking for trouble.

Along the way, there were many other disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall running around. After seeing Mo Xian, they were all slightly startled.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved. With Mo Xian's strength, it was really easy to enter the Northern Wilderness Palace.

Not long after, Mo Xian came to a canyon, the terrain here was very strange and rugged.

After arriving here, the calm air outside immediately became hurried. After passing through this special environment, a series of changes took place, and it continued to go deep into the canyon.

Mo Xian speeded up, Han Yuantan was not far ahead.

It is more appropriate to call it a lake than a pond, because the area of ​​Hanyuantan is very large. From this side, you can only vaguely see a few mountains wrapped in ice on the opposite side.

The gale winds sweeping from all directions gathered here in the lake, forming extremely strong convection currents with extremely strong scouring force.

Just standing by the lake, Mo Xian felt as if his whole body had been blown through. The cold wind penetrated into every pore, and then came out from the corresponding other side.

This in and out has a miraculous flushing effect.

On the surface of the lake, countless whirlwinds were obviously formed.

At this time, in most of the whirlwinds, there are people who are practicing.

Of course, more disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall choose places without wind whirls, which are relatively safer.

And in the middle of the lake, there is this obvious convection area.

The powerful wind pressure squeezes each other here, forming a huge wind group, which is filled with this kind of violent but also quite rich and pure energy.

But no one dared to cultivate in this wind group, and even the surrounding tens of meters was an open space.

Breathing the icy air, Mo Xian stepped into the Han Yuan Pool.

He learned about this place from a book, and it was also the first place he planned to try.

Of course he wouldn't follow the steps like others, otherwise he wouldn't have to check so many books.

Stepping on the ice suspended in the Hanyuan Pool, Mo Xian walked through countless whirlwinds and walked straight to the center.

"It's Junior Brother Mo Xian, did he come here to practice so soon?"

"Could it be that he wants to go directly to the innermost part?"

"Impossible. From the look of him, he was obviously seriously injured, and that wrist was shattered. It's easy to let the cold into the body."

The appearance of Mo Xian immediately caused a commotion, and the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall who were cultivating opened their eyes and looked at Mo Xian with astonishment.

"Hmph, the brat who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, thinks that he has some strength, so he can do whatever he wants? He actually went into battle with injuries!"

But when they saw Mo Xian heading straight to the central area, some people immediately spoke out to ridicule him.

Mo Xian has been too dazzling during this period. Although he has won the admiration of many seniors, there are also many people who are dissatisfied.

Mo Xian naturally didn't bother to pay attention to these gossips.

His speed is not fast, mainly to feel the changes around him carefully. After all, all his understanding of this place comes from books, and this is the first time he has come here.

As he approached the central wind whirl, he faintly felt some stinging pain. The bone-piercing cold wind directly penetrated through his body like a sharp knife.

In particular, the wrist that was broken by Fang Qi seemed to have been completely eroded by the cold, as if it was no longer a part of his body, without any consciousness.

The closer the distance, the more obvious this feeling is.

Not long after, Mo Xian finally approached the central cyclone.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Everyone swallowed with difficulty, and some of them were mocking.

Even if Mo Xian held on temporarily with his strength, once he moved forward, there would only be two results.

One is that it can't bear it, and it is instantly blown away by the huge wind pressure, which is relatively light.

The second is that Mo Xian successfully entered the cyclone, and then was instantly strangled by the powerful convection inside.

Even if he hadn't been strangled, the terrifying cold would have eroded him in an instant, and perhaps he would have been severely disabled for the rest of his life.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Xian grabbed his shattered wrist and stepped out in one step.

At this moment, he only felt as if he had hit a wall, and the powerful counter-shock force almost knocked him flying.

"Things looking for death!" Seeing this, those disciples who were a little jealous of Mo Xian immediately had a sneer on their faces, and they were ready to taunt.

But what they didn't expect was that Mo Xian forced his way into it.

His appearance immediately broke the balance in the whirlwind. This is another situation. The huge wind pressure generated in an instant is like strangulation, and will crush anything that enters it.

Mo Xian just felt as if he was thrown into a huge millstone, being crushed bit by bit.

He immediately forcibly sat down cross-legged, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning above his body.

Gradually, he felt less pressure from the surroundings.

In fact, with his current strength, he can withstand the pressure here, but because he came here directly, his body is still a little uncomfortable.

"It turned out to be a success!" After a while, a series of gasping sounds immediately came to mind in the Hanyuan Pool.

As for those cynics, their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost, and they couldn't say anything at all.

"This bastard, he succeeded!" Han Ling'er, who appeared at the edge of Han Yuantan at some point, stomped his feet angrily, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Tch, I'll look for opportunities to deal with you in the future!" She spat lightly, then turned and left.

In the middle of the whirlwind, although Mo Xian said that he came in temporarily, in fact, the next step is extremely dangerous, after all, he has to face the erosion of cold air all the time.

Moreover, he has injuries on his body, especially his wrists, which increases the probability of his body being corroded by the cold air.

(End of this chapter)