Zhao Yuan rushed into the cave like a whirlwind, the cave was pitch black, and the pair of burning fires had been blown away by the fierce wind, but fortunately, Zhao Yuan's burden never left his body, and he tied it around his waist with a rope, even when he fled in a panic, the burden was still hanging on his waist.

Light a candle.

The light of the candle pierces the darkness.

To Zhao Yuan's relief, there was no collapse for tens of meters into the cave, and even the house where the cultivator Yun Ke lived was not affected, but countless stones fell from the top of the cave, and the already rotten wooden house was smashed by the stones.

Fortunately, the turquoise stone was not damaged, otherwise, it would not be easy to find a new boulder to block the entrance to the Nayangshan Leopard Cemetery.

The two of them walked along the cave and set out from the wooden house, and there was no way out of the house, because the end of the cave that had existed for countless thousands of years had completely collapsed, and countless huge stones were stacked on top of each other, filling every inch of space.

"How did you get here. Looking at the stone blocking the cave, Wan Ling'er gasped.

"How far were you going to blow it up?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"That...... cough cough cough ...... Just that place......" Wan Ling'er's face turned red, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Zhao Yuan, her voice was like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"You mean that you were originally going to blow up the cave wall that was knocked open?" Zhao Yuan looked at Wan Ling'er with wide eyes.

"Boom......"

"Eldest sister, your error is too big, it's a few hundred meters away from that place. You know, this is going to kill people!"

Zhao Yuan's face was angry, he had an unbearable impulse, and he wanted to arrest Wan Ling'er and beat him severely.

Thinking about it now, Zhao Yuan was afraid for a while, when Wan Ling'er went to do something, he was nearby, and suddenly wanted to see what strange things Wan Ling'er's "Dan Realm" had come up with, so he went outside, if he didn't come out at that time, Wan Ling'er would definitely not come out, the cave collapse only happened in an instant, and they didn't have time to escape at all, at this moment, they were already buried alive in the rocks......

"I'm careless......" Wan Ling'er felt that Zhao Yuan was angry, and she didn't dare to talk back, so she scratched around the dust with her toes with her toes, looking pitiful.

"Okay, okay, it's okay if it blows up, and you don't have to worry about that body being discovered. When I have time in the future, I will teach you a few hands, so that you don't blow up again. Seeing Wan Ling'er's pitiful look, she was a little blameless, and sighed.

"Teach me what?"

"Teach you some practical skills, everything in this world is traceable, including the power of the spar, the power of the elixir and the power of the aura, if we can't find it, it just means that we haven't found the way yet, it's not unfathomable, understand?"

"I don't understand. ”

“...... Belch...... It is to tell you that if you fry something next time, you can experiment a few more times to find the law of the amount of force, and when it is time to use it, you can control it as you like. ”

"I wouldn't have understood it earlier, why is it so complicated? What traces are unfathomable, I'm bhew!" Wan Ling'er took a sip of Zhao Yuan.

“......”

"Where's my ink-colored little sword, won't it be buried?!" Wan Ling'er asked suddenly.

"What's your ink-colored little sword? It's my ink-colored little sword, okay!" Zhao Yuan frowned.

"Hey, I'll just tell me, why are you so nervous?" Wan Ling'er glanced at Zhao Yuan.

"That's good. ”

Zhao Yuan took out the ink-colored sword on his waist.

It was the first time he had taken a closer look at the ink-colored sword.

Just at first glance, Zhao Yuan was able to determine that this was a good sword, because its workmanship was extremely exquisite, the scabbard was black sandalwood, inlaid with some delicate and delicate metal lines, and it took some thought at a glance.

Drawing out the ink-colored sword, the cold air was overwhelming.

The metal of the ink-colored small sword is completely different from the Ice Divine Sword, pure black, even the blade of the sword does not have the slightest luster, but it is precisely because of this unique color that at a glance, you can see that the Dao is not ordinary.

The hilt of the sword is completely metal, the shape design is very suitable for the grip of the palm, the feel is better than that of the ice sword, the texture is delicate but not slippery, and the workmanship is not at the same level at all.

The only thing that made Zhao Yuan dissatisfied was that this ink-colored little sword was too light.

Zhao Yuan held an iron axe weighing more than a dozen catties every day to chop wood, and suddenly held a small sword that was not much bigger than a dagger, and immediately had a feeling of lightness.

"Are you not satisfied?" Wan Ling'er asked when she saw Zhao Yuan frowning and showing no joy.

"It's too small and too light. Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Big brother, this is a short sword! Do you know the short sword?!" Wan Ling'er looked depressed, she had a deep affection for the ink-colored sword, and she couldn't tolerate others speaking ill of the ink-colored sword, even if it was contemptible.

"I like heavy weapons. ”

Zhao Yuan waved the small sword in his hand lightly, a little disappointed.

In fact, when he first discovered the Ice Divine Sword, Zhao Yuan knew that the Cold Ice Divine Sword was a rare divine weapon, but he still gave it up and replaced it with a printed copy in the hands of everyone in the cultivation realm, the main reason was that he disliked that the Cold Ice Divine Sword was too light, and it seemed to be nothing in his hand.

"Then you can give it back to me. Wan Ling'er was overjoyed and spread out her palms.

"What am I going to give back to you? This is my sword. Zhao Yuan inserted the sword into the scabbard with an indifferent face.

“......”

Wan Ling'er was suddenly so angry that she couldn't speak, her face was flushed, and she paused fiercely, but she was helpless.

"Let's go, it's almost dawn. ”

"Let's go!" Wan Ling'er snorted coldly.

"You don't take these rags with you?" Zhao Yuan glanced at Wan Ling'er's bottles, cans and utensils.

"If you don't take it, I'll come again. ”

"Well, just pay attention to yourself. ”

"Won't you come in the future?" Wan Ling'er asked suddenly.

"What am I here for?"

“......”

Wan Ling'er paused again, pouted, took out the Ice Sword and put it at his feet, after Zhao Yuan stepped on the Ice Sword, he immediately rose into the air, scared Zhao Yuan out of a cold sweat, and hurriedly hugged Wan Ling'er's slender waist.

"Why are you hugging so tightly, what do you want to do? Eat tofu!" Wan Ling'er scolded.

"Grandma, where did I offend you?" Zhao Yuan was in the air, and he didn't dare to be stubborn, so he could only ask for mercy.

"Hmph. ”

Wan Ling'er didn't speak, she suddenly accelerated, and flew higher and higher all the way.

Although Zhao Yuan rides Wan Ling'er's flying sword every day, he still has some fear of heights, the higher he is, the more afraid he is, and now he is in the high clouds, his legs suddenly tremble like chaff, and his hands are even more desperate to hug Wan Ling'er, for fear of falling.

Zhao Yuan wanted to ask Wan Ling'er where he offended her, but in this high altitude, he didn't dare to speak, and he could only think about where he offended Wan Ling'er just now.

Poor Zhao Yuan, a big man, who knows the delicate thoughts of a woman, racked his brains, and couldn't think of where to offend Wan Ling'er, so he could only close his eyes and pray that Wan Ling'er would let him go after venting quickly.

This flight actually flew out of the boundary of Xujia Bridge.

In the sea of clouds, Zhao Yuan couldn't tell the direction, but he felt that the peaks occasionally exposed under the sea of clouds were getting steeper and steeper, like a sharp sword inserted into the sky.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the east showed the whiteness of the fish's belly.

In Xujiaqiao, there has been no sunlight for several days, but in this sky, you can see the far east, as if there are red clouds surging.

Zhao Yuan saw the most majestic and magnificent sunrise scene......

Suddenly, a thin parabola rose from the inky blue clouds, this line was red and shining, and it was like a boiling solution thrown upwards, and then it was like a rocket rushing upward.