2437: C2437 Absolute Zero

C2437 Absolute Zero

Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

With regards to Dragon God Competition, there were less than two-thirds of the customers, fewer random people, and more than a few frequent customers. In the past, they did not know the way of business. When they had stayed in the Huahang Group for a period of time, it was extremely difficult for them to obtain ten high grade pieces of jade. Forget about all of them, there were several warehouses for their Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

Looking at Hidden Treasure Pavilion and their three little letters, Yang Ping felt touched. His strength had increased, and he had comprehended his spiritual sea. His sensitivity towards the spiritual energy in the outside world had deepened. Just the three small characters were like three dancing dragons and phoenixes. He couldn't use any other means unless he was a saint.

The more he understood, the more reverence he felt.

Hidden Treasure Pavilion was indeed an existence that all the powers feared. Madame Zhu stood guard in the Dragon City, suppressing many evil spirits.

In the bamboo forest.

Liu Yu guided him into the small alley. Before they left, he reminded, "Madam has said that if you are unstable, it is very easy for you to go berserk. Seeing Madam's strength, don't think too much or you will trigger the Tranquil Heart Array."

Yang Ping was baffled. However, after walking for more than ten steps, the quiet bamboo forest suddenly trembled due to the fact that the Spiritual Force had seeped into the bamboo forest out of curiosity. Pieces of Green Leaves flew in the air, and each piece of Green Leaves carried a destructive aura as it rotated above their heads.

Shocked, Yang Ping quickly stopped himself from thinking about it. There was no trace of sadness or joy on his face.

After walking for a few hundred steps, Yang Ping's mind was cleansed by the Tranquil Heart Array of the bamboo forest and he calmed down. There was a mysterious power in the bamboo forest that was able to suppress the ominous power in his dantian, which greatly shocked him.

Aunt Xue, was also Madame Zhu. It was the first time Yang Ping saw her, and at that time, she was accompanying Zhu Xi to Hidden Treasure Pavilion. She didn't pay much attention to it, but after knowing Madame Zhu was from Saint Stage, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

A pool of water appeared beneath his feet. It was the shape of a circle in the sky. The water droplets were crystal clear, reflecting all the light in the world. It was just like the soul. One needed to constantly wipe them away to prevent them from causing any dust.

He took a step forward and the scene changed.

The temperature suddenly dropped, and everything in front of him was frozen.

Yang Ping was shocked. He knew it was an illusion, but the snow in front of him looked real. Within a single step, in the boundless universe. This was the tactic of a saint. Madame Zhu had set the threshold to test him.

Yang Ping calmed down and searched for the exit of the Ice-Sealing World.

As his spiritual sea expanded, Yang Ping triggered the origin of the world and found the one that escaped in the absolutely cold place. In front of him was a cliff that was over a hundred thousand feet high. The sky was covered with snowflakes that were like goose feathers. It was a vast expanse of land covered in silver.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and thought to himself, the path of martial arts, is focused on mental cultivation. Since he had already taken one step forward, there was no turning back.

He firmly took a step forward and walked towards the cliff.

His body suddenly fell to the ground. The cold wind cut him like a knife, causing his skin to hurt. However, there was no sadness or joy on Yang Ping's face. Yang Ping revealed a smile and thought to himself, I finally passed.

However, the moment Yang Ping's feet touched the ground, he felt a scorching heat. It was as if he was on fire. Lowering his head, he realized that there was magma beneath his feet.

Yang Ping's expression changed slightly. He lost his mind and fell to the ground. When he fell into the magma, he originally thought that he was hallucinating. However, the searing pain could not be described with words. It was exactly the same as the feeling he felt when he touched the magma.

Crap!

Just when you thought he had broken through the illusion, he fell back into the illusion. The world of ice and powder was not the end, each and every one of the revolving worlds alternated, and after the cold came the hot, hot world, and after the hot, there were other worlds.

Yang Ping had great respect for the methods of a saint.

The scene changed again.

When Yang Ping arrived at the Bamboo House front yard, the scorching feeling dissipated and a cool breeze blew in from the bamboo forest. Madame Zhu was standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. Yang Ping felt a chill in his heart as he bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, senior."

Madame Zhu took a step forwards, her steps appearing before him in the next instant. "Please take a seat."

Yang Ping sat down obediently and put away all his pride in front of his wife. It was because Madame Zhu was a huge mountain and also the strongest person he had ever seen.

There was a pot of tea on the bamboo table, and the aroma of it lingered in the bamboo forest like a sweet dew. Yang Ping stared at the teapot and was extremely excited. These were not ordinary tea leaves, but Dao enlightenment tea leaves. It was a saint who used extraordinary methods to inject unparalleled power into it. If a normal person drank a cup, it was a saint who opened the profound entrances for him.

Yang Ping had heard of it, but had never seen it before. It was because in order for a saint to create the Enlightenment Tea, it was very troublesome and could harm the origin. It was not worth it.

"This is yours."

Madame Zhu pointed to the teapot and said, "Your master asked me to make tea for you. I can suppress the inauspiciousness in your body and also let you obtain my martial arts experience. "

Yang Ping's body trembled, revealing a look of disbelief.

If this pot of tea was as Madame Zhu had said, then the price would be immeasurable. The old man was actually willing to let Madame Zhu refine it. The gift was really heavy. He nodded and did not refuse. He drained his cup in one gulp.

The aroma of tea filled the air.

After Yang Ping finished his drink, he sat on the ground with his legs crossed and closed his eyes in thought.

When the teacup entered the teacup, he wanted to resist, but the teacup contained an unparalleled power. It was directly suppressed and forced the teacup to the deepest part, even sealing it directly.

The spring wind was gentle and the rain fell. Everything was soft and quiet.

Madame Zhu's power was extremely domineering. It was as if a huge mountain had descended, blocking the great river and bringing forth a torrential flood.

Yang Ping took a deep breath. What he needed to do next was to understand Madame Zhu's martial arts experience.

After suppressing his dantian with the power of the tea, he only used one-tenth of it. The remaining nine tenths were scattered throughout his limbs and bones, flowing through his entire body. When the energy in the meridians circulated once, it suddenly and crazily headed towards the Spiritual World.

The Spiritual World suddenly became quiet.

Left behind a drop of sparkling and translucent water, which spun within the Spiritual World. Just as Yang Ping was about to think about it, he suddenly discovered that his Spiritual World, mind, and thoughts were all completely frozen under the pressure of the water droplets.

He was covered in ice.

Madame Zhu stood up and said flatly, "If you can break the seal, then you won't have to waste your effort. If you can't resist my Absolute Zero, then from today onwards, Yang Ping will not be here. The spokesperson your master wants is someone who cannot be qualified. "

The old man entrusted Madame Zhu with the tea, but he didn't let her wash Yang Ping's heart. If she knew, she definitely wouldn't do it. This was Madame Zhu's real test right now. If she wanted to get into the limelight, she had to surpass everyone else.

Life and death are relative.

Madame Zhu let Yang Ping put his life on the line to live.

Ka-cha! *

Not long after, the ice on his body shattered into wisps of mist and disappeared into the bamboo forest. Yang Ping let out a breath, stood up and bowed, "Thank you Madam for your guidance."

Madame Zhu said, "No need to thank me." Your master only entrusted me with it. There is a price to pay. "

Yang Ping's heart warmed. Although the old man wasn't nice, he at least felt sorry for him. If he wanted Madame Zhu to make a move, the price he would have to pay would be great. Ordinary clans wouldn't be able to take it.

However, Madame Zhu's next words almost made Yang Ping collapse.

"Your master said that you will repay the debts he owes you."

Yang Ping stared at the old man. His heart, which he finally had the chance to be grateful for, was shattered as he scolded, "You old bastard, I knew you were up to no good." Looking at Madame Zhu, he said innocently, "Madam, this kid's ability is limited. With your cultivation realm, it's almost impossible for me to help you."

Madame Zhu shook her head and said, "Help me bring back the champion of Dragon God Competition."

What?

Yang Ping thought he misheard her and asked, "Madam told me to go win the championship!"

Madame Zhu stood up and saw off the guests: "Go. The champion is related to the future of the Dragon City. You must not let anyone else obtain it. Otherwise it will be a mess. "

Leaving the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.1

Yang Ping's heart was heavy. He didn't understand why Madame Zhu attached so much importance to this champion that even he didn't like. However, he still had to pay a heavy price after drinking Madame Zhu's Cultivating Tea. It seemed that he could only continue participating.

Preparing for the ward, six big seeds, each of them very powerful.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping felt a headache coming on.

Returning to Yang Medical Center, Yang Ping had to go in and have a good rest, and in the afternoon he still had to continue participating in Dragon God Competition to face the experts of the eighth round. A total of seven people had entered the eighth round, which was the semifinals. The ninth round would be the finals, where the true champion would be decided.

A stretch Lincoln pulled up opposite the infirmary.

Yang Ping looked over curiously. First, there was a handsome Blonde Man, whose performance was extremely gentleman, and his smile was filled with charisma. He looked like Prince Charming, with his impeccable appearance, and besides his pale face, he had no flaws.

He opened the door and Zhu Xi stepped out, nodding politely and smiling.

Yang Ping had an extremely ugly expression on his face when he saw the two of them together.

Sensing something, Zhu Xi turned around and saw Yang Ping. Her pretty face changed drastically as she turned her head hurriedly, not daring to look him in the eye.

Blonde Man noticed Yang Ping, smiled at him slightly, then left the Lincoln with Zhu Xi and walked towards Huahang Edifice. Yang Ping took a deep breath. He had thought that he would be greatly angered, but after the purification of the Enlightenment Tea, his impulsive temper was wiped away. Instead, he felt a sense of relief.

Yang Ping returned to the clinic without even turning his head around.

Zhu Xi walked to the entrance of the building and couldn't help but turn her head back. When she saw Yang Ping's cold back, her heart slightly trembled as she tried her best to put on a smile and said, "Mr. David, please follow my secretary up first. We will talk about the contract later."

The man called David maintained a gentleman's smile and said, "Alright, I'll go up first." Then he followed Yang Yuxin into the elevator.

Zhu Xi bit her lips as she recalled Yang Ping's cold back. The other party's lack of warmth towards her made her very disappointed. Zhu Xi was infuriated as she felt that Yang Ping was too cold-blooded. They had only been separated for a day and that Yang Ping was acting like a stranger.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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