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Chapter 55: Crystal

"It's a pity that Xujiaqiao doesn't produce spar." Wan Ling'er said with a sad look on his face.

"Where do crystals generally come from?" Although Zhao Yuan belongs to a wealthy family, he does not know much about the legendary crystals in detail. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with them, even if their Zhao family is brilliant.

At his peak, there were very few crystals in his possession, and he rarely touched them.

"Some spiritual veins also produce some ores. However, after thousands of years of mining, the ores in nature have basically disappeared. Even if they exist, the labor cost is extremely high. The current sources of crystal stones are mainly some spiritual beasts and

Crystals formed in the bodies of Warcraft. However, most spiritual beasts are raised by humans, and they are mainly obtained by hunting Warcraft."

"Where are the monsters usually located?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.

"I'm not very sure either... My father said that the places with the most Warcraft are the prehistoric area and the Warcraft Forest. Then, Warcraft appear in many famous mountains and rivers. The crystals in the bodies of those Warcraft in famous mountains and rivers are even legendary.

Each of the immortal levels in the world has its own magical uses. However, a monster of this level has lived for countless thousands of years, has a glimpse of the way of heaven, and has boundless power. Not to mention that it is not easy to encounter. Even if it is encountered, it is too late to hide. Who can still

Dare to hunt."

"Where's the spirit beast?"

"Spirit beasts are actually similar to poultry raised by humans. They are raised by some cultivators with high magical powers and some sects, and look after homes and homes. Most of them are hundreds or even thousands of years old, and they are more powerful than some cultivators.

, and there are people protecting them, so don’t even think about hunting them.”

"It is said in Xujiaqiao local chronicles that the Yangshan leopard is the offspring of spiritual beasts. Because of inbreeding, it has lost some of its abilities."

"Yes, in our Xujiaqiao, Yangshan Leopard is the only one who has crystal stones, and they are top-quality crystal stones. Unfortunately, although Yangshan Leopard has no magic power, it is extremely alert and cunning. It is not only difficult to catch, but also rare in number.

If my father is only short of one or two top-quality crystals, we can find a way from Yangshan Leopard, but now there are nine top-quality crystals. I estimate that the total number of Yangshan Leopards in Xiaoyang Mountain may not be enough.

Nine..."

Wan Ling'er sighed and gently touched the Ice Divine Sword in his hand with a look of reluctance on his face.

"How long is the lifespan of the Yangshan Leopard?" An idea suddenly came to Zhao Yuan's mind.

"Not long. It is said that due to inbreeding, the Yangshan leopard lacks some genes, and its lifespan is only about seventy years, which is about the same as the lifespan of ordinary humans."

"After the Yangshan leopards die, will the crystals inside their bodies disappear?" Zhao Yuan's heart moved, and a hint of excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

"No...you mean..." Wan Ling'er's eyes suddenly opened wide and she stared at Zhao Yuan.

"Yes, think about it, it has been nearly seven hundred years since Yun Ke took the leopards to live in seclusion in Yangshan. During these seven hundred years, even if they only breed ten leopards a year, they will breed at least nearly a hundred Yangshan leopards.

Only, or even more, if their bodies are found..."

In Zhao Yuan's eyes, blazing flames rose.

"Yes, if we find their bodies, we will be rich..." Wan Ling'er was so excited that she hugged Zhao Yuan, jumped up and down, and kissed Zhao Yuan on the forehead.

"Let's go find Yangshan Leopard's body." Feeling Wan Ling'er's plump and soft body rubbing against his body, Zhao Yuan took a deep breath to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.

"...Zhao Yuan, it's tragic..." Wan Ling'er's expression suddenly froze, with a sad face.

"Um?"

"If there are really hundreds of Yangshan leopard carcasses, wouldn't we have to search in many places? We don't have time at all now!"

"You don't have to look for many places." Zhao Yuan said with a smile: "In the animal world, some highly intelligent animals have their own family cemeteries. When they feel that they are about to die, they will rush to the secret cemetery and quietly

Quietly waiting for death to come."

"Is it so magical?" Wan Ling'er looked incredulous.

"Yes, in fact, animals and humans have a lot in common. In ancient times, humans also had their own secret cemeteries, such as some caves. However, with the development of time, humans have enough power to protect their own kind.

After the cemeteries, in order to facilitate worship, human cemeteries changed from hidden to public, but some ancient habits are still retained, such as gathering family cemeteries together."

"Haha, that's great, great, let's go find it quickly!" Wan Ling'er raised her lips, her crescent eyes were like crescent moons, and shouted excitedly.

"Let's go, let's find the spar first, and then we can dig up the body slowly."

Zhao Yuan shook his head fiercely, and walked in front of Wan Ling'er first to avoid seeing Wan Ling'er's bumpy back. However, Wan Ling'er didn't like walking behind Zhao Yuan, so he ran over happily.

In front of Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to endure the temptation of the graceful back wrapped in a little cotton-padded jacket, and control the primitive desires in his body that were about to move.

Inexplicably, at this moment, Zhao Yuan actually thought of Youlan's beautiful face and indifferent behavior.

Compared with the lively and simple Wan Ling'er, Youlan is more feminine, and her speech and behavior make Zhao Yuan's heart flutter.

Of course, there is a deeper reason, Youlan is a prostitute.

When a man faces a prostitute, his most primitive desires will be stimulated.

All this time, Zhao Yuan has avoided any fetters and worries. He knew that he had a good impression of Wan Ling'er, and he had to nip this good feeling in the bud. He could not let this spark start a prairie fire.

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath and let himself enter a state of "quietness". Sure enough, the complicated thoughts were swept away. Wan Ling'er's youthful and energetic body lost its temptation for him. The original and wild

Desire is buried deep in the soul.

"Zhao Yuan, do you have any goals?" Wan Ling'er naturally didn't know the complicated mental process Zhao Yuan had just gone through, so she turned around and asked.

"Let's search along the cave first." Zhao Yuan pointed at the dilapidated wooden house with a torch and said: "The senior cultivator lives in seclusion here, and those Yangshan leopards are the spiritual beasts he raised. Presumably, those Yangshan leopards are

The cemetery will not be far from him."

"However, we have searched here, but there is no way out, and there is no secret cemetery."

"There must be a way out, but we can't find it. You see, this cave is not humid, and the flames of the torches are erratic. There must be a hidden place, and that place is probably Yangshan Leopard's secret cemetery.

"

"Hmm...Zhao Yuan, you are so smart. I wish I were as smart as you...When I was a child, my mother always called me a fool and hit me on the head. Humph! She gave birth to a stupid daughter because of her displeasure.

She always blames others. She gave birth to stupidity herself, so she can’t blame me. Besides, if you hit the head if nothing happens, you will be hit stupid even if you are not stupid...The doctor from Shenlong Mountain said that the head is very fragile, and in the long run

It’s easy to become an idiot by beating. I think it was my mother who knocked me so stupid now..."

"..."

Listening to Wan Ling'er chattering about his mother's faults in front of him, Zhao Yuan felt a familiar warmth. Although he had mastered everything in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and was regarded as a prodigy by his neighbors, in the eyes of his mother, he had always been a child prodigy.

A fool who succeeds more than fails.

It seems that parents all over the world will always be dissatisfied with their sons...

Perhaps, expectations are too high.

Thinking of the blazing flames and the corpses everywhere that night, Zhao Yuan's eyes shot out a violent light, and the blood in his body boiled inexplicably.

"Zhao Yuan, it's over." Wan Ling'er stopped and tapped the rock wall with the Ice Divine Sword, trying to find something.

Zhao Yuan suddenly woke up from his memories and realized that the two of them had reached the end of the cave without knowing it.

The cave is no different from an ordinary cave. The rock walls are rough and there is no trace of artificial carving. Moreover, the rock walls are covered with a thin layer of moss with some water droplets mixed in the middle.

Obviously, the other side at the end of the cave cannot be empty, otherwise it would not be wet.

The two of them each held torches and knocked rocks in the cave, hoping for a miracle. They searched back and forth more than a dozen times, but still found no trace. The cave was still the same cave, and all traces showed that this cave was originally a primitive place.

Except for the traces of carvings near the wooden house, the rest of the cave is completely natural.

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