Today's Snow Refining Peak cultivation seems to be more than just a test of the spiritual power of a few people's spells......

"Since you are already here, you can cultivate in the Snow Mountain with peace of mind, distracting other things is not beneficial." Xiaoice said at the right time, looking like an old man's experience.

"That's right, since you have come to the Snow Refining Peak, if you don't make some achievements, going out will only disgrace me!"

Several people on the Icewind Cliff were talking, and a voice from a distant place resounded through the Icewind Cliff.

The old man who left suddenly, turned back in less than a quarter of an hour.

Before the end of the sentence, several people speculated whether he would come from the mountain or the mountain, but the old man was already standing outside the cave.

"Cultivation should be gradual, and if you want to go up the ladder, of course you have to go through more tests! Well, from today onwards, you will find a way to solve the problem of food and clothing by yourself. The old man flicked his sleeves and threw down a bag of things wrapped in a black square cloth.

Half of the square cloth unfolds when it falls to the ground, revealing the fruit inside.

From the perspective of several people, the fruit in the cloth bag is shriveled and colorless, and eighty percent of them are wild fruits picked from a barren land.

Xiao Mozhu and the others looked at each other speechlessly, each of them looked at the cloth bag on the ground in a daze, not knowing whether to be depressed and not to have any more supplies, or to worry about how to find food in the wild in the future.

Only Xi Ziqian was still calm, walked in front of the three of them, squatted down in front of the cloth bag, and pulled open the dark square cloth that blocked the other half of the contents......

"Yikes!"

Xi Ziqian suddenly trembled all over her body and screamed in surprise.

As if he had seen something terrible, Xi Ziqian, who had never flinched in the face of all kinds of powerful monsters, actually leaned back and sat down on the ground in fright.

The old man stood in front of him, his expression unchanged, and asked, "What?" Weird? ”

The conversation between the two made Xiao Mozhu and the three of them very puzzled, and hurriedly walked to Xi Ziqian's side, Du Hanyun bent down, twisted up the corner of the square cloth, and carefully pulled it open......

Pu Xueying couldn't help but exclaim, and then covered her mouth.

Next to the various wild fruits wrapped in dark square cloth, there was a white mass, which looked not only fluffy, but also soft, but not moving at all, and completely devoid of life.

White Bunny! There was also a dead rabbit on the square cloth.

No wonder Xi Zi Coriander was also taken aback, perhaps out of sympathy and pity! Xiao Mozhu and Du Hanyun couldn't help but think so.

"It's just a dead rabbit, what's all the fuss, after all, a warlock is also a human, no matter how high his cultivation is, he also needs food to survive in the wild, you have to find it yourself in the future!" The old man looked at a few young people who were sympathetic and said.

Maybe the old man was out of good intentions, Du Hanyun tied the cloth bag tightly and carried it far away.

Finally, the old man walked to the edge of the cliff, didn't care about the dust on the ground, sat cross-legged, looked at Xiao Mozhu and the four of them, and pointed to the open space in front of him.

Dream tapir Xiaofeng and Xiaoice came to the side of the old man from left to right, and habitually entered the "seat".

Pu Xueying, Xiao Mozhu, Du Hanyun, Xi Ziqian, the four of them sat in turn, even if Xi Ziqian was unwilling, he didn't dare to have any complaints, he blew the dust silently, wrapped his hands around his knees, and sat quietly on the ground.

"It took more than a week to complete the task, very slow, very slow! Let's take a look at the 'treasures' you have found! The old man said.

Xiao Mozhu hurriedly handed over the short sword he got from the well of the Hongyan Lake Incense Fire Temple.

The dark red blade, the black stripes, the dagger was not flat, and it looked rough in workmanship, like an iron block in the shape of a knife.

But the old man seemed to be very satisfied with the short sword, stroked the sword body, nodded, and said, "That's right, this is it!"

said that they were looking for treasures, and the four of them, as executives, had naturally seen this short sword countless times, but they never understood where its "treasure" was, Du Hanyun couldn't help but ask at this time: "Master, what is so magical about this short sword?" Although there are some special things, they are not enough to be called treasures

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