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The two of them searched the wooden house for several more times. Wan Ling'er hoped to make up for Zhao Yuan, so she rummaged through all the boxes and cabinets, but unfortunately, nothing was found.
In fact, the objects inside the wooden house are very simple and can be seen at a glance.
Judging from the simplicity of the wooden house, the owner of the wooden house is an ascetic who is indifferent to fame and wealth. Moreover, the owner should be kind-hearted. This huge wooden house does not have any restrictions and traps, which is extremely rare in the world of cultivation.
Zhao Yuan didn't know much about the world of cultivators. In fact, cultivators were not as compassionate as the outside world said. Instead, they were lonely and often killed people because they had been practicing alone for a long time. There were no restrictions or traps on killing people in this secret room.
Not only did the two rookies not die, but they shared the treasure, which is already a miracle among miracles.
After searching again and confirming that there were no suspicious items, the two gave up.
The two left the wooden house, came down from the turquoise stone platform, and looked for an exit along the cave. After walking less than 200 meters, they found an exit covered by vines.
In fact, the exit is not deliberately disguised. It is a completely natural barrier. However, the structure is extremely strange. It is difficult to find it from the outside if you don't look closely.
After peeling away the vines, the two of them discovered that the cave was actually a col at the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain. From the outside, it was not surprising.
"I always thought cultivators lived in the mountains, but it turns out it's at the foot of the mountain. I often pass by here." Wan Ling'er looked depressed. She had been looking for him on Xiaoyang Mountain for five years.
"It's normal to live here." Zhao Yuan looked around and said.
"Why?"
"It's cold on the mountain and there is no water source. Look how nice it is here. The cave is hidden and ventilated, and there is an open space in front of it. When the cultivator lived here in seclusion, he must have planted some vegetables, fruits and the like... The same goes for cultivators.
You need to eat."
"Hey, when you say it, it really makes sense." Wan Ling'er looked suddenly enlightened.
"This is just one of the reasons. The most important thing is that the emerald stone you mentioned is in this cave."
"That's right, if it were me, I would also choose a place with emerald stone to live. I can absorb the aura of emerald stone every moment. How cool it is!" Wan Linger's face showed a trace of intoxication and yearning.
"Let's go up the mountain first and take care of the body before going home. It's almost dawn." Zhao Yuan glanced at the white fish belly in the eastern sky.
"Ah... let's go... I'm still looking for the flying sword."
"Let's look for it next time. There's so much snow, we can't find it, and no one else can find it either. Besides, if we look for Feijian now, we won't be able to go home before dawn."
"What should I do with these bones?" Wan Ling'er looked at the mess of skeletons on the ground.
"This senior is indifferent to fame and wealth, and lives an extremely poor life. He must not have cared about this skin. Since he chose to die here, we'd better not disturb him. After all, this is the place where he died."
"Okay then, just hold me."
Wan Ling'er put the long sword on the ground, stood on the sword with Zhao Yuan, and only slightly injected the true energy, and the long sword flew into the air.
"Giggle...good sword, good sword..."
In Xiaoyang Mountain covered with heavy snow, Wan Ling'er's silver bell-like laughter kept ringing. In the vast sky, flying swords carried Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan towards the cave where Zhao Yuan killed people.
In less than half a moment of burning incense, the two of them arrived at the cave.
Zhao Yuan carefully checked the surroundings and found nothing suspicious before entering the cave. The cave still maintained its original appearance, with some dead branches and a few shocking pools of blood on the ground. Sun Hailong's body lay behind the rocks, which had become cold and stiff.
After experiencing this life and death, Wan Ling'er seemed to be more courageous. He actually helped Zhao Yuan drag Sun Hailong's body to a depression outside the cave, buried it together with Sun Hailong's flying sword, and then covered it with snow.
Although Wan Ling'er was a little money-crazy, she did not touch anything on Sun Hailong's body. She knew very well that anything on Sun Hailong's body might reveal their identity and bring disaster to the Wan family.
When Sun Hailong was alive, he never dreamed that as the most talented young cultivator of Huayun Sect, he had a bright future, but now, he died in an unknown manner and was buried in this barren mountain.
The two of them checked inside the cave again, shoveling away the blood-stained soil and smoothing out the footprints in the snow. After making sure that no clues were left, they left with their flying swords.
It is indeed a good sword!
Zhao Yuan secretly admired it. Compared with when he first came, the speed now is much faster and much more stable. Wan Ling'er can control the flying sword more freely and can even do some thrilling acrobatic moves.
When the two arrived at Wanjia East Courtyard, it was already dark and the East Courtyard was already very busy. Outside the door, many farmers were queuing up to wait for the East Courtyard to open.
If it wanted to fall from the sky, it would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.
Zhao Yuan asked Wan Ling'er to send him to the toilet in the east courtyard, which was a secluded place.
After placing Zhao Yuan next to the toilet, Wan Ling'er was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't hesitate and flew away at a low altitude.
It was early in the morning, everyone was in a daze, and no one noticed that Zhao Yuan was carrying a dirty little bundle when he came out of the toilet.
After Zhao Yuan returned to the room, he changed into clean clothes, helped Deaf Jia clean the manor, and started the day's work.
Everything returned to calm.
Of course, the calm was only superficial. On the third day after the incident, Huayun Sect was furious. Hundreds of inner and outer disciples gathered at Huayun Sect. Even Huayun Sect’s martial arts idiot Elder Wu Shaokun came out of seclusion.
Sit in charge.
This martial arts idiot Wu Shaokun is no small matter. Not to mention in Huayun Mountain, he is also famous in the entire cultivation world. He ranks thirteenth in the cultivation rankings and is the "treasure of the mountain" of Huayun Sect.
In just three short months, a disciple of the Huayun Sect was first seriously injured at the foot of Huayun Mountain, and then the mountain was set on fire, causing huge losses to Huayun and consuming countless crystals; now, two outstanding young people have
The disciples disappeared, among them, Sun Hailong was a rare genius in the Huayun Sect in the past hundred years. He was able to fly with a sword completely relying on his spiritual energy at a young age, and he had already glimpsed the palace of cultivation.
This time, Huayun Sect suffered heavy losses.
Although the Huayun Sect is full of experts, they refer to the older generation. In the past hundred years or so, the Huayun Sect's talent has withered, and it can be said that it lacks stamina. The sect leader Liu Xingwang saw this and was anxious in his heart. He treated Sun Hailong
He is also deliberately cultivated and has high hopes, hoping that he can become the pillar of the younger generation of Huayun Sect.
All evidence shows that Sun Hailong and Ma Silong, who were chasing the perpetrators, have suffered more deaths than alive.
The initiator of all this was a strange young man.
Currently, the only one who has seen the young man's face is Zhang Minglong. And Zhang Minglong is still resting in Huayun Sect.
Some low-level disciples have dispersed, and the atmosphere in the Huayun Sect's main hall is still extremely oppressive.
Wu Shaoze and Wu Shaokun, the two remaining elders of the "young" generation of the Huayun Sect, both sat at the top with blank expressions.
"Nowadays, people in the Huayun Sect are in a state of flux. I wonder if the two elders have any good ideas?" Facing the elders who were senior to him, the sect leader Liu Xingwang asked bravely.
"Kill the perpetrator." Wu Shaokun, a taciturn martial artist, spat out a few words with murderous intent.
"These days, our Huayun Sect can be said to have gone out in full force, searching hundreds of kilometers around, but there is still no clue..."
"Master, there are hundreds of people in our Huayun Sect. Except for Zhang Minglong, no one knows that person. There is no point in searching everywhere. It is better to place a bounty and let people in the world and people in the same way help hunt him down."
Wu Shaoze said in a deep voice.
"If a bounty is placed, then our Huayun Sect will lose face..."
"Face?" Wu Shaoze sneered and said: "Zhang Minglong was seriously injured in an ambush, and the news that the back mountain of Huayun Sect was set on fire has spread outside. How can Huayun Sect still have face?"
Wu Shaoze had long disliked this mediocre leader who was trying to protect his shortcomings. In his eyes, if Zhang Minglong hadn't made trouble for no reason, the incident would never have happened.
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