Although Wan Ling'er is a cultivator, she is still a girl, and she is always cared for by her parents as if she were the apple of their eye. When encountering an accident, she immediately panics.
"Don't worry. How long has it been?" Seeing Wan Ling'er crying, Zhao Yuan could only comfort him with words. Moreover, he couldn't blame Wan Ling'er, because the avalanche was not caused by Wan Ling'er at all, but by the lingering ghost.
It was caused by scattered lightning and had nothing to do with Wan Ling'er.
"It's only been ten minutes."
"Well, it's still early. Please help me take out the baggage and put it under me. Be careful, there is a rope around my hand."
"Um."
"Look for it. There are ropes, dried meat, candles, flints and other things inside."
"I found it. The candles are all deformed."
"It doesn't affect the burning, just light the candle."
"Um."
With a few sounds of "Chucha...", the flint lit the candle, and a weak candlelight lit up inside the cave.
This is a huge cave. They are under the cave wall on one side of the cave. The other side is filled with snow, and there are some broken stones on the ground.
Judging from the situation, the avalanche should have hit the mountain wall. The mountain wall absorbed huge energy and was knocked away. Then, the snow and gravel poured into the cave, dragging him and Wan Ling'er in.
Of course, they were lucky to be involved, otherwise, they would have been buried under countless tons of snow, with no chance of survival.
"There is too much snow outside. It is impossible for us to dig out. We can only find an exit inside the cave. There is no turbid air in the cave. The candlelight is flickering to one side, indicating that the cave is well ventilated. Maybe there is a way to the outside.
The exit.”
Zhao Yuan struggled to stand up, holding back the severe pain all over his body, and walked inside the cave along the cave wall while holding on to the wall.
"Zhao Yuan, tell me, could this be the place where the legendary cultivator cultivated himself?" Wan Ling'er held Zhao Yuan's hand and had a sudden thought.
"Maybe." Zhao Yuan's clothes were already frozen and he was shivering from the cold. He was in the mood to think about other things, so he replied absentmindedly.
Compared with Zhao Yuan, Wan Ling'er is much better. After all, she is a cultivator. Even if her spiritual energy is weak, there is still no problem in protecting her body. Moreover, the clothes on her body have already been steamed dry with spiritual energy.
"Zhao Yuan, if it is really a cultivator's secret room, you are not allowed to compete with me for the treasure!" Wan Ling'er's originally depressed mood suddenly became excited.
"Um."
"Forget it, I don't want to monopolize it. How about I choose first and then you choose?" Wan Ling'er felt something was wrong and immediately added.
"That's fine..." Zhao Yuan had been wandering for hundreds of days and lived in countless caves. Naturally, he would not be naive enough to think that any cave would be a cultivator's ruins.
When the two held candles and turned a corner, Zhao Yuan, who was shivering with cold, froze. In front of him, there was a high platform. On the high platform, there was a square room, which was completely made of
It is made of wood. However, due to the passage of time, most of the wood has decayed, and the doors, windows, and boxes have collapsed. Only the precarious beams are left to support the house from collapse.
The secret room of the cultivator!
The stunned Zhao Yuan did not expect that Wan Ling'er would guess it. Of course, Zhao Yuan did not know that the legend of cultivators in Xiaoyang Mountain had existed for hundreds of years, and Wan Ling'er was not just making a guess out of thin air.
"Haha, I really found it. I've been looking for it for five years, five years..." Wan Ling'er was also stunned, and then he laughed happily.
The two of them climbed up to the high platform carefully.
This high platform is extremely smooth, like a mirror, like a huge piece of polished jade.
"Wow... Jadeite, haha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, this is a spiritual stone... It's such a big piece, I'm going to become an immortal, I'm going to become an immortal... Haha..." Wan Ling'er climbed up to the high platform
After that, he actually sat down on the ground and meditated.
In just a few seconds, Wan Ling'er opened his eyes with a disappointed look on his face.
"This emerald stone has no spiritual energy. Alas, we are late." Wan Ling'er touched the smooth ground with a sad look on his face.
"When is it not too late to come?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"Ah...this...it will probably take hundreds of years..." Wan Ling'er was stunned.
"Then you're late. You go in and take a look first, and I'll tear down some wood to make a fire." At this time, Zhao Yuan's body temperature was dropping sharply. If he didn't dry the frozen clothes, he would probably die of hypothermia.
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"Hmm." Wan Ling'er was afraid that Zhao Yuan would snatch the treasure from him. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and rushed into the wooden house while holding up the candle.
"Ah..." Wan Linger, who had just rushed in, screamed and ran out again.
"What?" Zhao Yuan's muscles suddenly tensed up, and his eyes were fixed on the door of the wooden house, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Inside...inside...there is...a...skeleton..."
Wan Ling'er hugged Zhao Yuan's arm tightly and trembled.
"What are you afraid of if you're already dead?"
"But...but...I'm afraid...it's better...you go in with me..."
"Okay, but we have to light a fire in the room first."
"Why?" Wan Ling'er looked confused.
"If I don't keep myself warm by the fire, I will freeze to death soon." When Zhao Yuan touched his clothes, they had already turned into ice cubes.
"Ah...why didn't you tell me earlier?" Wan Ling'er looked up and down Zhao Yuan's body. It was only then that he realized that Zhao Yuan's body was soaked and frozen.
"..." Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly. He was a little speechless for this belated woman.
"Hold the candle for me, don't move." Wan Ling'er walked up to Zhao Yuan, closed her eyes slightly, and pressed her hands on Zhao Yuan's heart. Then, two faint spiritual energy forced out from her palms, and turned into
There was a warm current, which was like countless streams flowing through Zhao Yuan's limbs.
With the help of the warm current, Zhao Yuan's body temperature gradually recovered.
Zhao Yuan's nerves, which had recovered his body temperature, suddenly became extremely sharp in an instant. He felt Wan Ling'er's hands on his chest, felt Wan Ling'er's breath, and even felt Wan Ling'er's body.
The body fragrance that comes out.
Subconsciously, Zhao Yuan opened his eyes.
In front of him, there was a face that was so delicate that there was no flaw at all. Under the firelight, the face was as crystal clear as jade, like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees piled with snow.
Fascinating with words, delicate and graceful, she is incomparably beautiful.
Zhao Yuan looked at Wan Ling'er and was completely crazy.
Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.
Slowly, slowly, the flawless jade face became more and more flushed.
Wan Ling'er's breathing also became rapid.
A dense layer of crystal sweat appeared on Wan Ling'er's face, and her originally flushed face turned pale.
"Are you feeling better?" Wan Ling'er suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"Ah... better." Zhao Yuan suddenly woke up.
"Oh my god... I'm so exhausted." Wan Ling'er, dripping with sweat, sat down on the ground again, panting heavily.
"Thanks."
"Just don't compete with me for the treasure later." Wan Ling'er snorted coldly.
"Let's go in together."
"Uh-huh."
Wan Ling'er turned over and jumped up, hugging Zhao Yuan's arm tightly. Feeling Wan Ling'er's soft body pressing against him, Zhao Yuan felt a strange feeling.
In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't like this feeling. He had always restrained all his desires, including women.
He has no way to protect his woman, who will only become a burden to him, just as he cannot protect that meaningful mink cloak.
After the two entered the house, Zhao Yuan suggested lighting a fire first, so that they could not only see the environment of the wooden house clearly, but also be wary of traps.
There were rotten wooden boards everywhere inside the wooden house, and the two quickly gathered a pile of firewood and lit it.
The raging fire illuminated the wooden house extremely brightly.
In the center of the wooden house, that is, under the main wall of the hall, there is a skeleton sitting cross-legged. It may have been too long ago. Although the skeleton is leaning against the wall, it is still collapsed, and the skull is tilted.
Supported on the shoulders, it looks extremely weird.
There are three rooms, a bedroom and a kitchen, and there are many bookshelves in the hall. However, the books on the bookshelves are completely rotten. Just touch them with your hands and they immediately turn to ashes.
The owner of the house seems to be living an extremely poor life. Some daily necessities are shoddy and of no quality at all. The decoration inside the wooden house is also extremely simple. It is completely different from the imagined treasure of a cultivator. There are no valuable handicrafts at all, let alone
Cultivation magic weapon.
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