On top of the snow peak, Fang Lin sat cross-legged, letting the snow fall on him.
He was the only one here, no one else from the Tiantian Palace was here, not even Dugu Nian followed him.
This is a very deep place in the arctic ice field, surrounded by very powerful monsters dormant. Fang Lin restrained his aura and tried his best to prevent these powerful monsters from noticing his existence.
But it doesn't matter even if he notices it. With Fang Lin's current strength, he can handle even the terrifying monsters in the Seven Transformations realm.
And in this extreme northern ice field, seven-transformation monsters do exist, and there are even two or three ancient monsters in the eight-transformation realm under the ice field.
Fang Lin can deal with powerful monsters in the Seventh Transformation Realm, but if he fights against the ancient monsters in the Eighth Transformation Realm, he will suffer a loss. However, if Fang Lin wants to leave, he can escape.
Fang Lin was sitting here cross-legged, running the Jiuding Tongtian Jue, while silently thinking about what the woman in the black dress said.
From the woman in the black skirt, Fang Lin learned a lot about the three religions, but these were not what Fang Lin really wanted to know. He still didn't know much about the great catastrophe.
However, there may be many valuable clues regarding the Three Religions, and the remnants of the Alchemy Palace are also hiding under the Seven Seas.
In any case, Fang Lin will definitely go to Qihai again, whether it is to settle the grievances with the three religions or to learn more about the truth.
Of course, not now.
The birth of Fengjiang Pavilion and the person transformed by the weird eyeball made Fang Lin feel pressure. God knows what kind of crisis the Tiantian Palace will encounter. When the situation is not yet clear, Fang Lin does not dare to leave at will. .
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snow on Fang Lin's body became thicker and thicker, gradually wrapping Fang Lin's whole body in white snow. If he looked at it from a distance, he would have thought someone had built a snowman here.
When the Jiuding Tongtian Jue is running, it feels more comfortable and relaxed than before, as if everything is falling into place.
This current physical body is much stronger than the original physical body, and it can be said to be an excellent body for cultivation.
With such a physical existence, Fang Lin believed that it would not be too slow for him to enter the realm of immortality.
It's just that Fang Lin still lacks some accumulation. He entered the realm of small immortality because he reshaped his physical body and was watered by the power of the holy tree and the breath of the true dragon, and he reached his current state.
If he had not gone through the stage of physical body reshaping, it would be impossible for Fang Lin to be in the realm of small immortality now, and it is even difficult to say whether he could even reach the peak of his spiritual source.
Although he has now entered the small immortal life, it is only in the early stage of the small immortal life. Many people in the Tiantian Temple are stronger than Fang Lin in cultivation. The only one who is weaker than Fang Lin is probably Han Xiaoxing.
"The years of cultivation are still too short." Fang Lin couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the white ice and snow in front of him.
Compared with those strong men who have been cultivating for hundreds or even thousands of years, Fang Lin's years of cultivation are indeed too short, less than thirty years, not to mention those people who have survived from ancient times, who have practiced for more than ten thousand years. His profound cultivation is not comparable to that of Fang Lin.
Of course, Fang Lin had already reached the realm of minor immortality after practicing for less than thirty years, which was enough to put to shame those warriors who had practiced for thousands of years before barely climbing to the realm of minor immortality.
It's just that practicing for a long time has the advantage of long time, that is, sufficient foundation and solid accumulation.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, took out an alchemy furnace from the Jiugong bag, ran the Jiuding Tongtian Jue, and inhaled the pure cauldron energy present in the alchemy furnace into his body.
A superior alchemy furnace was already full of cracks in less than an hour and completely turned into a waste, without even a trace of cauldron energy remaining.
As soon as Fang Lin waved his hand, the alchemy furnace turned into flying ash, blending in with the white snow in the sky, indistinguishable from each other.
Even after absorbing a superior alchemy furnace, Fang Lin's cultivation has only improved a little. Now that he has reached the realm of immortality, it is already very difficult to improve.
This is because Fang Lin practices Jiuding Heavenly Art. If an ordinary warrior has toiled for most of his life to climb to this level, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to make any further progress.
Fang Lin couldn't help but sigh, martial arts training is so damn difficult, but alchemy training is easier.
Suddenly, a person walked in front of Fang Lin.
The wind and snow were very strong. This person was holding a black umbrella in his hand and his steps were steady and neat. He looked like a man.
He stopped when he was ten steps away from Fang Lin. The black umbrella covered his face, so Fang Lin couldn't see it clearly.
Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and showed a vigilant look. This is not a place where anyone can come, and the Tiantian Temple is nearby. This guy can come here unless he is a person from the Tiantian Temple, or... His strength is unpredictable and he can avoid the eyes and ears of the Tiantian Palace.
Fang Lin felt that this person was probably the latter.
"Who are you?" Fang Lin asked coldly without getting up.
The man still didn't show his true face and said in a slightly low voice: "You don't know me."
Fang Lin frowned: "Since I don't know you, what do you want to do here?"
The umbrella holder smiled softly: "I wanted to come over and have a few words with you."
Fang Lin was expressionless: "I've said two sentences, you can leave."
"No, no, no, no, I have no ill intentions, and I'm not your enemy. Don't be so hasty to drive me away." The umbrella holder said with a smile.
Fang Lin opened his third eye, without any scruples, and directly wanted to spy on this person's true face and details.
As a result, Fang Lin opened his third eye, but saw nothing.
It wasn't that the man used some means to cover it up, but that Fang Lin really didn't see anyone standing there, and it was as if the man holding the umbrella didn't exist.
But that person was clearly standing there, but Fang Lin couldn't see him with his third eye, which was really weird.
"You don't have to look, even if you see it, it doesn't mean anything." The umbrella holder said with a smile.
Fang Lin felt wary. This person might not be the real person, but an illusion. But even if it was an illusion, it still put a lot of pressure on Fang Lin.
This was not about aura or state, but directly telling Fang Lin that this guy was probably not simple.
"What is your purpose?" Fang Lin asked in a deep voice, looking back in the direction of the Tiantian Temple. There was still no movement there. I am afraid that no one except himself was aware of the existence of the umbrella man.
The umbrella holder just stood there, neither approaching nor retreating, still holding the black umbrella in his hand.
"Do you think there is anyone in this world who can live forever?" the umbrella holder said lightly.
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