Ten days in the cold spring may sound like a joke, but it is actually very difficult to bear.
Only by being there can you understand what it feels like to be so cold that your bones are so cold.
The spiritual spring is not big, only one foot in width, and can accommodate two people. No matter how many people there are, it will become crowded. The spring water is clear and translucent, with no impurities visible. The bright green light comes from the strange stones at the bottom of the pool.
Xia Shang and Yue Lingbo were separated in two corners of Lingquan. They did not interfere with each other and paid flawless attention to each other. They closed their eyes tightly to protect themselves from the cold.
Cold was the only thing I felt. I completely forgot about any injuries or pain I was in. It was good to be able to endure it without shivering.
In this dark cave, you don't know the passage of time at all. The longer you stay in the spring, the more cold you feel in your body, and the cold becomes more unbearable.
But the strange thing is that despite being so cold, the human body is not damaged at all. If it were ordinary ice and snow, such a temperature would have frozen people into ice cubes. However, Xia Shang and Yue Lingbo did not feel anything except being cold.
Other discomforts include not even feeling hungry.
At first, Xia Shang could still endure it with his eyes closed, but later even Xia Shang couldn't hold on anymore and had to change his mind to think about other things to divert his attention.
Among the doubts that Xia Shang could think of, the most strange one was this mysterious ancestor.
According to the disciples of Shuiyue Villa, the other end of the iron rope should be a training place for male disciples. How could it be just a cave with only a strange ancestor in it? Thinking of this ancestor, Xia Shang couldn't help but open his eyes and glance
Glancing behind him, I found that the ancestor was still sitting there, silently closing his eyes, unable to feel a breath, always like a stone.
If there are no male disciples here, then where did the male disciples who were admitted to the Villa go? Or was it that there were no male disciples in the first place? Or maybe this was originally a scam of Shuiyue Villa? Then why did Shuiyue Villa or Yue Haitang make it up?
What about a lie?
Also, since there is a spiritual spring here, where does the bloody aura come from?
Xia Shang frowned, thinking that Shuiyue Villa had more secrets than usual, and he didn't know if Yue Haitang would tell him.
Just as I was thinking about it, an indifferent voice came from my ear: "Hey, you...are you still awake?"
Xia Shang looked up and saw Yue Lingbo not far away looking at him with a frown.
Xia Shang was confused: "What?"
"You...you said...can this cold spring water really detoxify?"
Yue Lingbo seemed to be even colder than Xia Shang, and it was difficult to speak smoothly. Her pretty face was so white that it turned blue, and her lips were glowing with a strange purple color.
"What's the point of asking? This is something from your Shuiyue Villa. If you don't understand it, how can I understand it?"
Looking at Xia Shang's eyes, Yue Lingbo felt deeply despised and cursed in a low voice: "Idiot, it's so cold now. It's hard for us not to talk to each other."
Xia Shang ignored her. He had no affection for this woman unless necessary.
I thought that Zhao Yue Lingbo would never talk after receiving such a cold reception, but he didn't expect that the other party was not angry. Instead, he took a few steps towards Xia Shang, got closer, and then his voice trembled.
Question: "Don't you...don't you want to know...about my sister?"
"I prefer to believe what Yue Haitang told me personally about these issues. Your words are not trustworthy."
"Do you think the dignified Fairy Shuiyue will...tell you...everything you want to know?"
"Would you like to tell me?"
"I...I don't want to tell you. It's just...it's just...the water is really too cold. If...if you don't talk, I...I will probably faint. Do you think that in this case, I
...I still have the heart to make up lies to deceive you?"
Xia Shang thought the same thing. The news he learned from Yue Lingbo at this moment might be more credible than what Yue Haitang said personally.
"Then tell me why the Yue Haitang I see now is different from the Yue Haitang before."
Yue Lingbo suppressed a smile: "I knew you would ask this question. Actually...it's actually very simple. There are countless magical martial arts in the world, and there are many techniques that can keep people young forever.
One. It’s just that the Jade Flute Tianyin Gong practiced by my sister goes in the opposite direction. Only when her body is well will she show her proper appearance. If she is injured, her body will degenerate, and the more serious the injury,
She also looks younger. She went to Yangzhou to encounter a master before and was severely injured. She happened to meet you at that time, so you think she will be an eighteen-year-old girl."
"You know she met me? Did she tell you all this?"
"She is a very unsociable person and never tells me these things. I have inferred these through my own observations. If I didn't test you and learn from your mouth what happened in the village, I wouldn't be sure.
But looking at it now, my guess is not wrong."
Speaking of this matter, Yue Lingbo seemed a little proud.
"How old is Yue Begonia?"
"Are you concerned about this issue?" Yue Lingbo's pale face had a hint of teasing.
Xia Shang was at a loss for words, and secretly asked himself why he should care about Yue Haitang's age? She is Fairy Shuiyue, a high-ranking master... and he and she were just friends...
Xia Shang paused and wanted to ask if the furnishings in the grotto were real? But on second thought, it was better not to ask, as this would only add a lot of contradictions to himself.
But Yue Lingbo knew Xia Shang's thoughts very well and exhaled: "Stop dreaming. I know best what kind of woman she is. How could she never forget a man? Everything in that room is just in your memory."
The illusion is a transformation of the charm technique I practiced, but it is just a projection of your memory."
Xia Shang didn't say anything, but his heart was not as calm as his face.
During this trip to Wangyue Valley, the moment that had the biggest impact was when he saw the same furnishings in the cave and in Kuangfeng Village. The moment he saw that moment, Xia Shang's heart suddenly lit up with a fire, wanting to
Hold Yue Haitang in your arms and protect her for the rest of your life...
It turns out that all of this is a reflection of my own memory, and everything is just my illusory extravagant hope.
Xia Shang felt an inexplicable loneliness rising from the bottom of his heart. All his energy was gone. He even forgot about the coldness of the spiritual spring and closed his eyes silently.
After that, Yue Lingbo said that Xia Shang didn't take care of it anymore, and he fell asleep in the pool of water at some point.
When Xia Shang was awakened by the cold, no matter how long it took, he opened his eyes and found that the ancestor behind him was no longer there. He and Yue Lingbo were the only two people in the huge cave in Lingquan.
At this time, the cold air in his body had accumulated so much that it became difficult to speak. Xia Shang shouted "Yue Lingbo", but he spat out white cold air and couldn't help but shiver all over.
Yue Lingbo was not having a good time either, his eyelids were trembling: "What...what happened?"
"You...you...can't you make people hallucinate? Can you make me imagine that I am in a big furnace?" (To be continued)