Han Guliu told a story, and even told an unknown secret.

The cold valley stretches across the six-valley plateau, stretching for more than a thousand miles from north to south. Xiadian Village is located in the southernmost part of the Cold Valley, and after passing through more than a dozen villages along the Cold Valley, Shouquan Village is the Shouquan Village, and no one knows whether there will be other villages in the Cold Valley after Shouquan Village.

There is a huge mountain spring in Shouquan Village, which is called Cold Spring. The water in the cold spring is clear and sweet, and there is a slight chill throughout the year. The spring water gave the village health and longevity, allowing them to develop into a large village on the Rokuya Plateau.

To the north of the cold spring is the forbidden area of the cold valley.

Because it has been passed down from generation to generation, there is a mysterious cold air in the cold valley, and the cold air hurts people! After Shouquan Village, the cold air in the cold valley increases little by little, and within a mile, it is already icy and snowy, and it is difficult for ordinary people to breathe normally. Where does the cold come from? The people of Shouquan Village were puzzled. Han Guliu himself relied on his youth and vigor many years ago, driven by curiosity, to break two miles north in the valley, in order to find the source of this cold air.

"Uncle Han, have you finally found the source of the cold qi?" asked Motoo curiously.

"Nope. Han Guliu smiled bitterly, "Actually, the cold valley we see is far from the true face of the cold valley. Since I was a child, my father has warned me that I must not cross the cold spring half a step in the cold valley. But the more this happened, the more curious I became about the cold valley behind the cold spring. Finally, one day, I crossed the cold spring with a few wolfskin robes..."

“... I was eighteen years old, the strongest young man in every village, near and far. But even so, I still couldn't resist the cold in the valley. After a mile of cold springs, the cold valley was already icy and snowy, and I traveled about a mile in the ice, and the cold in the valley could no longer be described as piercing. At that time, my whole body was numb, and the only thing I felt was the pain in my heart, which seemed to belong to someone else, but he forcibly imposed it on me. I still remember the pain vividly, it was a pain that tortured the soul. It was under these painful torments that I gradually lost consciousness. I thought I would lose my life, but when I woke up, I found myself lying on the edge of a cold spring..."

“... That reckless expedition left me with a lifetime of pain, and you can see that I still have iron-blue skin. To make matters worse, every few days I suffer from the cold for a while. It felt like I had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, as if my soul had been frozen, and I was a frozen fool..."

Yuanwei had many questions in his heart, "Uncle Han, you said that you were unconscious, but why did you lie on the edge of the cold spring when you woke up?"

"I had passed out at that time, and in my dreams I vaguely saw an old man with a long white beard mopping the floor to send me out. For so many years, I wasn't sure if it was a dream or reality. If it's true, then the old man must be an immortal!" Han Guliu said. Immortals, in fact, are a general term for mortals who cultivate immortals.

Yuan Wei chuckled in his heart, as if he had verified a result that he was unwilling to face, and he was a little apprehensive.

"For decades, whenever I could, I would stay by the cold spring, hoping to meet the immortal who saved me again, and maybe he would relieve my pain. However, I never saw a single figure again. I never told my kids about it. But Dingdong was careful, and she seemed to have guessed my intentions. Because I found that she was also constantly waiting by the cold spring, I warned her against stepping into the forbidden area. However, what I didn't expect was that a few days ago she actually stepped into the forbidden area alone! Fortunately, someone saw her in the cold spring fetching water and informed me, I saw her in a coma half a mile north of the cold spring, and this brought her back... Maybe she couldn't bear to see me suffer from the cold, so she took the risk, I hurt my child..."In the end, Han Guliu was already in tears.

Only then did Yuan Wei understand the general course of the matter, it turned out that there was a strange cold air in this cold valley, and Ding Dong was eroded by this cold air, so he fell unconscious.

"Little brother, I see that when you treated Dingdong just now, the method was very strange, the two hands did not touch Dingdong's body, but just waved it around out of thin air, Dingdong actually got better, I don't know what kind of method you have?" Han Guliu wiped the corners of his eyes and asked.

Yuan Wei was speechless for a while, and he couldn't tell him that he was an immortal cultivator, and he used spiritual power to warm Ding Dong just now. "Well, just now I saw that Sister Dingdong was seriously ill, and the medicinal power of the herbs was difficult to take effect quickly. That's why I used the method of meridian massage, but there is a difference between men and women, and I start with a lighter hand, so you mistakenly think that I am waving around out of thin air..."

Han Guliu suddenly realized: "So that's the case." However, little brother, don't be taboo about the difference between men and women, we people in the mountains don't pay attention to these, if you can save Dingdong, let alone touch her body, even if she marries you, I am willing!"

"Well, Uncle Han, I'm still young, and I haven't thought about marriage yet..."

"Really, then how did I hear that your mother gave you several girls during the Chinese New Year?"

"You know that?... Uncle Han, let's go see if Dingdong has taken the medicine?..."

Watching Yuanwei flee in the wilderness, Han Guliu smiled heartily, and then sighed deeply, sadness resurfaced on his face...

Yuanwei's use of herbs has been passed down by his father-in-law Li Wu, and after a few bowls of hot decoction were poured down, Ding Dong's face was much better, but he was still unconscious.

After Yuanwei ate the sumptuous dinner prepared by the Han family, it was already nightfall, and he occupied a side room alone to rest.

Ding Dong's illness exceeded his expectations, and if he wanted to eradicate it, he was afraid that he would need to go until he truly recovered the cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Realm Immortal Cultivators, or go to the depths of the Cold Valley to explore the source of the cold qi. However, how difficult it is to refine He Qing's aura! And to step into the cold valley, in addition to resisting the strange cold qi, it is more likely to meet other immortal cultivators.

The encounter in Yanjun City made Yuanwei feel strongly wary of other immortal cultivators. Now he has a deep understanding of the entire immortal cultivation world, and the cruel competition, mutual use, and betrayal between immortal cultivators and immortal cultivators are everywhere. With his current state, even if he encountered an immortal cultivator in the Forging Vein Realm, he would only have to flee for his life.

Early the next morning, accompanied by Han Guliu, Motoo came to the edge of the cold spring.

Before he could get close to the cold spring, a cold came to his face, which instantly made people refresh, as if all the fatigue and sorrow were washed away by this coldness. Motoo couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The cold spring is said to be a spring, but it is more like a small waterfall.

Here, the terrain at the bottom of the valley suddenly rose more than two feet, and it became a cliff. And at the top of the cliff, clear spring water spills down from the cracks in the rocks. The crack in the stone was inlaid horizontally in the mountain stone, and it was five or six zhang long. The cold spring is very abundant, and after falling from a high place, it hits a waterhole at the base of the cliff, and then extends several small streams from the waterhole, zigzags and turns into the distance...

Because of the cold springs, the village is different from the rest of the Rokuya Plateau, where there are not only tall deciduous trees, but also evergreen black pines, and even some strange evergreen mountain vines growing on the edge of the cold spring.

Coming to the cold spring, Yuanwei picked up a handful of spring water and savored it, yes, there is an extremely thin aura hidden in this spring!

Yuan Wei was relieved in his heart, and only the aura between heaven and earth can make Shouquan Village live for generations. It's a pity that the aura here is too thin, and it can't even be cultivated here, and it only plays a role in strengthening the body!

Suddenly, Motowei had a strong interest in the forbidden area behind the cold spring. If he guessed correctly, there would be a richer and more abundant aura there! Moreover, that aura was very much in line with his life, and if he absorbed such an aura for cultivation, it would definitely play a role in getting twice the result with half the effort!

After thinking about it, Motowei felt sorry for himself again.

It's not that he lacks the aura of cultivation, but that he has entrenched spiritual power in his spiritual veins that doesn't belong to him! Because of He Qing's spiritual power, he can't even devour the aura anymore. It's like a bloated person who looks at delicious food and salivates but can't swallow half of it!

Turning around on the edge of the cold spring, Motowei didn't find anything else, and finally had to go back in a huff.

For a few days, in addition to using his weak spiritual power to warm Ding Dong's body, there was also a torment of herbs. With this conservative treatment, Dingdong's condition did not improve or deteriorate much. Although Han Guliu had already planned for the worst, he still couldn't help but express his disappointment.

On this day, Motowei used his spiritual power to warm Ding Dong as usual. As for the outcome of this treatment, Motoo is not sure, but it is better to talk than nothing.

"Brother!" Ding Dong muttered suddenly.

The softest part of Motoo's heart shook, and the shadow that had been hidden in his heart suddenly appeared, it was his cousin bell, "Bell... Ding dong... Brother must save you..."

Now that he had made up his mind, Yuan Wei quickly arranged the next itinerary, and he first found Han Guliu, "Uncle Han, Ding Dong's condition has stabilized, and it is estimated that it will be enough to last for a month." During this time, I will go home to find a way to eradicate the cold. I'll be back as soon as I find a way. ”

The Han family was a little sad about Yuanwei's departure, and they thought that this might be an excuse for Yuanwei to be unable to treat Dingdong's strange illness at all, especially Dingdong's brothers, who immediately had the idea of continuing to look for a famous doctor.

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