Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

Ice Valley is not a valley.

It is a mountain gate.

It's just called Ice Valley.

Xu Changan stood outside the mountain gate of Hanbing Valley, looking at the magnificent buildings inside, which reminded him of the original Taixuan Immortal Sect.

The scale of this Ice Valley is similar to that of the Taixuan Immortal Sect in Lulong County.

But the spiritual energy above is a bit stronger.

"Two seniors!" A Jindan disciple from Hanbing Valley walked out of the mountain gate and cupped his hands, saying: "My master said, let you two go in to negotiate!"

Binglan looked at Xu Changan.

She hesitated.

After all, if you enter someone else's territory, you will lose a layer of advantage.

If you don't start well, you'll be at a disadvantage.

Xu Changan nodded and said: "Okay... let's go!"

He is a talented person and a bold person.

As long as he is a strong person who has not reached the stage of becoming a god, he still doesn't pay much attention to the mere Nascent Soul.

Of course, even if there is a powerful person who transforms gods into the mountain gate, Xu Changan can ensure that he can leave calmly. He has many trump cards to save his life and fight!

"Okay!" Binglan saw that Xu Changan said so simply, so she gritted her teeth and followed him into the Ice Valley.

The three of them climbed to the main peak of Ice Valley together.

On the main peak, there is a large hall, which looks like a powerful dojo.

"Master..." the Jindan disciple said: "The guests have arrived!"

"Yes!" A response came from the main hall. After two breaths, the man spoke again: "It's an honor to have a distinguished guest. I would like to ask you to wait a moment. I will come out right away!"

After about a few more breaths, the restrictions outside the hall were opened layer by layer.

An old man wearing gray robes walked out of it.

The old man was tall and fat, but his face showed a hint of paleness, like a person recovering from a serious illness.

Xu Changan didn't know if there was something wrong with this man's body or if it was because of the nature of the monks who practiced the Ice Way. With a flash of golden light, he took a look at the other person's cultivation level.

The eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

This cultivation level can be said to be very high, but in terms of cultivation level, it crushes Xu Changan many times.

At this moment, a stream of light came from a mountain behind and fell in front of Xu Changan and the other three. He was a tall and thin middle-aged monk.

This man was holding a whisk in his hand. Not to mention that he didn't have any image of immortality, but he had a hint of vulgarity no matter how you looked at it.

Xu Changan took a look and saw that this tall and thin Taoist was at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

There are two people on the other side, one is on the eighth floor and the other is on the sixth floor.

At first Binglan said one was at level 6 and the other at level 7. It seems that the guys at level 7 have been promoted to another level.

"Fellow Daoist Ice Blue... you are well!" The fat monk cupped his hands.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Bing Lan said: "Han Bingzi, return the Tao seed of our six-winged ice silkworm clan as soon as possible!"

While speaking, Binglan took out an aqua blue sword.

As soon as the sword came out, a cold aura immediately condensed around it.

"Hehehe..." Han Bingzi smiled, looked at Xu Changan, and said, "This Daoist fellow at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage is the helper you asked for?"

Binglan said: "That's right, Taoist Chang'an and I will face you and your junior brother Master Xunyu. According to the original agreement, if we win, you will hand over your Taoist seeds!"

It turned out that the tall and thin monk, who was somewhat timid, had a Taoist name of Zhen Zhenren.

"Okay, how to fight?" Han Bingzi looked at Xu Changan.

He didn't take a mere monk on the first level of Nascent Soul stage seriously at all.

A trace of strangeness flashed in Binglan's eyes, and he said: "I will compete with you in a moment, fellow Taoist Chang'an, to compete with you!"

Han Bingzi's eyes narrowed slightly: If you let this guy at the first level of Nascent Soul stage fight with me, is there something unusual about this person?

"Forget it!" He waved his hand and said, "Come with me!"

Although he was a little confused, he was still somewhat confident about eight levels and one level.

Well...as long as you are careful and don't fall into this guy's trap, you will definitely win but not lose.

The four of them flew through the void and came to a dense forest on the top of a barren mountain, each suspended in the void.

Binglan and the wretched Taoist holding a fly whisk collided, and the earth was shaken and the earth collapsed.

The two of them come and go, but they are no different.

Xu Changan didn't take action because Han Bingzi hadn't taken action yet.

Han Bingzi looked at Xu Changan and asked, "Fellow Taoist doesn't look like a monster!"

Xu Changan said: "Pindao is a human race!"

"Oh!" Han Bingzi nodded and said, "Did Binglan tell you that our Hanbing Valley robbed their ancestors of their Tao seeds?"

Xu Changan nodded.

Han Bingzi shook his head and said: "This is not the case. This ice seed was won by my master in a bet with her ancestor. However, we had agreed at the time that if they were members of the Ice Silkworm Clan, If the descendants have the ability, they can win it back through gambling!”

"If you can defeat me today, you can take this ice seed away!"

"You are on the first level, but I will still use my full strength!"

"Just take a look!"

"Iceberg!" Han Bingzi shouted, and countless spiritual energy gathered around him in an instant. Combined with the output of his own ice-type spiritual power, a huge iceberg suddenly formed above Xu Changan's head and smashed over.

When the iceberg fell, it carried the power of the rules of heaven and earth, sealing the void and freezing it for hundreds of feet.

Xu Changan's movements were only slightly delayed.

He did not use any magical powers, but waved his hand to take out a dark oil lamp and blew it hard at the iceberg in the void.

Puff...

The sea of ​​fire rose to the sky, covering the void of a hundred feet.

The huge iceberg was also wrapped in the dark blue netherworld fire.

This fire was not an ordinary fire, but the netherworld fire.

It carried the power of the origin of fire and instantly melted the thick iceberg.

The iceberg melted, but did not turn into water, but turned into ice-attributed spiritual energy and disappeared into the void.

"Good baby!" Han Bingzi's eyes shrank slightly, and then he retreated a hundred feet and said, "Take my sword again!"

A huge ice-attributed sword of a hundred feet condensed out.

When Han Bingzi was about to kill Xu Changan with a sword, he suddenly found a dazzling light in the void in front of him.

He looked up and saw Xu Changan like a god descending from heaven, with nine suns floating around him. The unparalleled fire attribute energy burned the void and changed its shape.

Before Xu Changan launched an attack, Han Bingzi felt a threat of death.

He wanted to teleport away, but suddenly found that he could not move.

The space was blocked and the rules were imprisoned.

The power of this imprisonment was stronger than any magical power he had ever seen.

Han Bingzi knew very well that if the nine suns fell, he would be seriously injured if not dead.

"Stop... Daoist friend, please show mercy..." Han Bingzi hurriedly said: "I admit defeat!"

"I am willing to return the Hanbing Dao Seed!"