At the bow of the ship, Wang He observed Ximen Yun's unique pinching technique.

She was facing the statue of a yellow jade cogongrass and murmuring something in her mouth. The cadence of her words seemed extremely complicated.

Nearly two minutes passed, but she still hadn't finished reciting the mantra.

Wang He couldn't help but feel a little lost.

This guy is obviously an aboriginal, otherwise it would never be so difficult to use a skill.

If aborigines want to master a skill, unless they are talented, they have to pay a very high price.

Take magic in the Western civilized world as an example. It is a rigorous academic subject similar to the real world and requires a lot of time to learn and research.

The large number of books in the alien library and the different school theories about the same spell fully prove this point.

Even the seemingly simple fire-ignition technique requires indigenous people to master the basic skills and understanding of the fire element, and can be learned through continuous practice.

Moreover, as their knowledge deepens, they will continue to broaden and improve these skills.

In contrast, players are simply given the right to use skills by the "Void" system.

Just like the god-given skills obtained through the help of gods, they just know how to cast them.

They can only use the skill itself and cannot significantly modify and improve the skill.

The system gives them the right to use skills conveniently and quickly.

This allows players to far surpass the natives and gain powerful power in a relatively short period of time.

However, without the game and system, players are just ordinary people.

But this fat girl is different. She can bring the technologies and even magic weapons mastered in the Eastern civilized world to this world.

Even if I were to go to the real world, she would definitely not be a helpless person.

Being able to master the secret of power is what Wang He longs for.

This kind of thing might change the status quo.

Wang He secretly made up his mind that when he returns to the Western civilized world or if he has another chance, he must truly learn the skills of another world in an NPC way.

Rather than what was given to him, he hoped to be like this Eastern cultivator.

The power you control is more practical.

After Ximen Yun, a genuine Eastern cultivator, finished reciting a long mantra, Wang He and her were enveloped by a light blue light that suddenly shot out from the jade statue.

Then, similar to Western teleportation, they were transferred to another space.

Perhaps, it should be said to be another world.

Wang He looked around curiously.

Pavilions, flowing water, birds singing, flowers, grass and other plants have become the theme of the world.

All things revived, and a garden that was not too elaborate but extremely beautiful appeared in front of Wang He.

However, the extent of space is not very large.

Contrary to vitality, Wang He can easily see the border and the permanently frozen ice on the border.

This is a frozen world. Except for the borders, even the sky is covered with a thick ice wall.

There is no white, no starry sky, and all you can see when you look up is ice.

It looks like a warm paradise surrounded by ice walls.

A red ball of light like the sun is suspended under the ice wall, bringing life and heat to this space.

About a few hundred meters away, probably in the center of this space, stood a white jade pavilion.

Wang He could clearly see two figures in the hall.

One boy is obviously Qing, and the other girl in blue shirt is probably the so-called "vixen".

Although Wang He knew the truth, he still had a strange feeling of following his original wife to catch a third party.

In the Xianxia game he had played before, there had been situations where similar things happened to the gang members, and the whole gang used their strength to encircle and suppress each other.

"Kill them and surrender them!" Wang He still remembers the vicious voice declaration of the female gang member.

The fat girl Ximen Yun also discovered her target.

But now she doesn't seem to care as much as before.

As if looking for a topic, she turned to Wang He and introduced: "Yawen, look carefully. This is a miracle that you mortals may not be able to see until your death: the cave world!"

"My family once had a top refining master. He could cut the space, use great magic power to stabilize it, and then put it into a certain container."

"This is one of the magic weapons of my Ximen family, the origin of Qiyao Hanzhou."

She was very proud when she spoke, and her sense of honor for her family was undoubtedly evident in her expression.

Wang He nodded, with a lot of praise on his face.

However, he had some doubts in his heart:

Since the fat girl is the owner of the magic weapon, why can the "young master" use it at will?

Instead, the real owner was confined to the room.

Later, Wang He thought about the relationship between the two people and her actions just now, and he made a guess in his mind.

I'm afraid it was the use of the magic weapon as a bargaining chip that gave the fat girl the opportunity to act together with the person she loved.

How humble.

Wang He shook his head, stretched out his hand, pointed to the pavilion, and reminded: "Young madam, the young master seems to be over there..."

Staying with a woman in a blue shirt, I seem to be talking and laughing.

Wang He couldn't say the last sentence.

"Qing..." Ximen Yun hesitated and stopped moving forward. Naturally, she also discovered what Wang He saw.

The previous conversation with Wang He seemed to be to change the subject.

She was still hesitating.

If someone wants to accomplish something that is obviously impossible, ask you for advice.

Will you tell him/her the harsh truth, or tell him/her not to give up hope?

Wang He's words will make him/her give up on his own in hope. And when giving up, he/she will not hesitate or regret.

On the long journey of expecting a miracle, slowly accept the reality.

This is how people survive i.

When the fat girl was wavering, she accidentally saw Wang He.

That mortal suddenly showed a completely opposite attitude from before. It seemed as if everything in the world was under his control.

Like some of the peerless geniuses in his sect, that expression can only be shown by those who have absolute confidence in themselves.

I saw him opening his mouth: "Young madam, you can't force feelings. But your mood can be adjusted."

"So, let's make a transaction."

"What do you mean?" Ximen Yun looked at Wang He in surprise, who was a completely different person.

"The price I offer you is threefold: First, I promise to let that "vixen" leave here. Second, I will make Qing not mind moving, talking, or even having contact with you for the time being."

"Three, even if you leave Qing, your mood will still get better."

"Of course, the transaction is mutual. The reward I need is very simple, which is to borrow your Qiyao Hanzhou three times, each time for no more than one day."

At this point, Wang He held out three fingers: "The conditions have been stated. I will count to three. If you don't reply, it will be considered as your agreement."

"Three." Ximen Yun suddenly realized that he didn't seem to recognize the man in front of him at all.

Who is the man who suddenly appeared and called her "young madam"?

"Two." She thought of a possibility.

"One." She thought of Qing and chose silence.

"Okay, the transaction is completed." Wang He stepped forward with a professional smile.

After the light wings unfolded, Wang He roared in the air and flew to the pavilion in a few breaths.

A man and a woman have appeared outside the pavilion.

The noise Wang He deliberately made was noticed by them.

Immediately, he looked down.

The girl in green shirt has a beautiful appearance, like a fairy walking out of a painting. It would be difficult for a well-informed person like Wang He not to say that she is not unique.

She has a cold expression that is inconsistent with her age, her eyes are like paint, and she is extremely delicate and elegant.

The feeling of immortality is far beyond the ordinary world.

If the image comes from the heart, this person is obviously that kind of pure cultivator.
To be continued...