The body began to slide down again, and the cliff below became narrower and narrower, but it could always accommodate the width of two palms.
After just falling for a while, Mo Wen felt his feet were empty. The next moment, his body suddenly accelerated and the space below suddenly became larger.
Mo Wen's expression changed. He twitched his leg and stabbed the dagger hard into a rock wall. The sharp blade rubbed against the rock wall and created a long spark.
He seemed to have fallen into a large space, but fortunately it was not very deep, only about ten meters.
Mo Wen rolled to the ground and resolved all the force of his fall. He stood up and looked around. He saw that the place where he happened was a cave inside the mountain. It seemed to be a large space. A ray of moonlight above his head filtered through the cracks, giving the cave a glimmer of light.
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That is?
Mo Wen suddenly shrank his pupils and saw a large net hanging in the air not far away. The two ends of the net were tied to the rock wall. It seemed to be a man-made net.
But that's not the point. The point is that there is a person lying on the Internet at this time. Although his body is curled up, Mo Wen can recognize it as Qin Xiaoyou at a glance.
Mo Wen let out a long breath, and a stone fell from his heart.
I don’t know what kind of bad luck Qin Xiaoyou had, but he still fell on a net when he fell off the cliff. Otherwise, the friction of the rock wall reduced the force of the fall, but if he fell on a hard stone, he would be disabled or dead.
He walked over, turned over and climbed onto the net. The net was very soft and made of an unknown material. It felt very comfortable to the touch with his fingers.
He rolled over and crawled to Qin Xiaoyou, picked her up and checked her. After finding that there were no serious injuries, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she seemed to be too frightened and fainted.
Although there were no serious internal injuries, the external injuries were considerable. There were scratch marks on the arms and thighs. The military uniform had a large amount of wear and tear in five or six places, and a lot of blood stains were solidified on it.
It must have been caused by the constant friction between the narrow cliffs on both sides when he fell from the cliff. Fortunately, Qin Xiaoyou was wearing a special military uniform. If he had been wearing ordinary clothes, his bones would have been exposed due to such high-speed friction.
Touching Qin Xiaoyou's slightly pale face, Mo Wen felt slightly distressed, but fortunately there was no danger.
He glanced at the surrounding environment. With his eyesight, he could only see a distance of about ten meters in the mountain cave. However, he could see that there should be human activities in this cave and there were many human traces.
The big net underneath him that catches Qin Xiaoyou is probably similar to bed furniture.
He got out of bed and walked around the cave, and found a pool not far away with a radius of one foot. The clear water inside was rippling, reflecting the cold moonlight, like a layer of glass.
“What a pool of stalagmite water.”
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he raised his head and looked above his head. Sure enough, the top was covered with rows of stalactites, and clear water droplets would fall from the tips of the stalagmites from time to time.
It probably takes tens of thousands of years to form a large natural cave, and each one is a wonder of nature.
That pool of clear water seeped out by stalactites is no ordinary clear water. For some brewing masters, it is definitely something that is hard to find.
For Mo Wen, the effect is not small. When brewing some potions, using stalagmite water often has magical effects.
In addition, if you drink stalagmite water for a long time, you can even strengthen your body and prolong your life.
Anyone who can find such a cave must be a Feng Shui expert.
Mo Wen just glanced at it twice and continued walking deeper into the cave. Although the stalagmite water was a good thing, he couldn't carry it with him now.
The further you walked in, the smaller the space of the cave became. At the end, a man-made passage caught Mo Wen's attention.
He cautiously wandered outside the passage for a while, and after discovering that there was no mechanism, he entered the passage.
After walking less than fifty meters, I found three forked roads ahead.
Mo Wen hesitated for a moment and walked directly into the middle fork. After walking about twenty meters, a stone gate suddenly appeared in front of him.
The stone door was covered with dust and cobwebs, and it had obviously not been opened for a long time.
"It should be an ancient cave."
Mo Wen thought to himself that although it was not ruled out that there were experts living in seclusion in the mountains, there was obviously no trace of human activity in this cave in a short period of time. It should be an ancient cave that had been covered in dust for a long time.
He walked to the stone door, glanced up and down, and found a protruding stone ball on the side of the stone door, so he naturally pressed his palm on it.
The next moment, the heavy stone door began to rumble upward, revealing the stone chamber inside.
Mo Wen stood outside the door and glanced inside. After finding that there was no danger, he stepped in.
The furnishings in the stone room are very simple, including stone tables, stone benches, stone beds...the furniture is all made of stone.
There is a stone table in the center of the stone room, with some objects placed on it. It seems to be some pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and several sandalwood boxes.
There is an altar table directly to the east, with the remains of some offerings on it. There is also a portrait enshrined on the stone wall in front. The portrait is yellowed and has obviously been around for some time.
There are two bookshelves on the west side of the stone room, which are filled with paper books. There are several large boxes under the bookshelves, which seem to be filled with books.
There is a stone bed placed in the north, and there is a snow-white skeleton sitting on the stone bed. The skeleton is sitting cross-legged and seems to be a monk.
"She should have been in bed for many years."
Mo Wen glanced at the skeleton and secretly guessed.
The owner of the stone chamber is obviously the owner of the skeleton, but looking at the skeleton, it must have been dead for hundreds of years. Even so, the skeleton is still intact and very bright, unlike ordinary people's skeletons
Generally it will decay over time.
Ice muscle and jade bone!
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The owner of the skeleton should be a senior with a very advanced cultivation level. At least his cultivation level was still higher than that of Mo Wen in that life.
For ancient warriors, as their cultivation becomes more and more sophisticated, they continue to temper their bodies and tap into their own potential, their bodies and bones will become far different from ordinary people.
Legend has it that some powerful monks can cultivate a pair of ice muscles and jade bones, so that even after death, the physical body will not decay or be destroyed.
Although it is a bit exaggerated to say that there are ice muscles and jade bones, from the skeletons that are still bright and lustrous after hundreds of years, it can be seen that the owner of the skeleton must have extremely advanced cultivation. Perhaps he has entered the legendary golden elixir realm.
Mo Wen bowed solemnly to the skeleton. He still respected the senior masters very much.
Today, I accidentally broke into the legacy of a senior master. It was also a fate.
Mo Wen walked to the stone table in the middle of the stone room. No one had cleaned it for hundreds of years. The stone table had long been covered with a thick layer of dust, and many things were even buried in the dust.
He stretched out his hand to remove a layer of dust, revealing a small book underneath, which should be a notebook to record events.
Although hundreds of years have passed, the manuscript is still intact, but the paper is a little yellowed and fluffy.
Mo Wen opened the manuscript that had been sealed for hundreds of years and read it carefully.