When Leng Xiao woke up again, it was three days later. His injuries were life-threatening, and he could only be supported by a breath of hard air, if he didn't fall in the Cloud Peak Pool, but somewhere else, even if he had taken the Immortal Pill, he would only die.

Aside from one injury, he was exhausted, and it seemed to be a rare snooze in a long time.

When he left the Cloud Peak Pool, Weisheng Liuhua was already standing beside him, and Fang Fang stayed in the Cloud Top Pool. She vomited out the remaining six treasure maps.

The treasure map is made into rice grain-sized balls by micro-born horizontal boats, soaked in water only, as if flour is fermented, it begins to swell, and finally reaches the size of dumplings, which spreads out on its own and unfolds into treasure maps.

I'm afraid that except for the micro-life boat, looking at the world, there is no one who can have such a means.

Weisheng Liuhua left alone after handing over the treasure map to Leng Xiao, but she was not a person with a cold personality, but because of her father's dedication, she was immersed in guilt all day long, and planned to return to her hometown of Pantao.

She knew that Weisheng Hengzhou would definitely find a way to bury himself there in the end, because his wife was buried there. If Weisheng Hengzhou once had a favorite person in the world, it must not be his daughter Weisheng Liuhua, but his wife.

His dedication and love for Weisheng Liuhua is largely due to his wife, love for the house and Wu, and self-blame and unwillingness for not being able to save his wife's life.

Before parting, Weisheng Liuhua raised her fist to Leng Xiao, as if encouraging, and said softly "Come on", she was extremely eager for Leng Xiao's wish to come true, because she didn't want the pain that Weisheng Hengzhou had endured to repeat again.

She saw the shadow of the micro-born boat in Leng Xiao and Shi Lingxi.

She should be extremely miserable, and she may have nowhere to go in the world without relatives. A hundred years have passed, and all the familiar things in my memory are no longer human.

She was sorry for Leng Xiao, she knew that Leng Xiao's reason for saving her was not for the so-called treasure, but for a waking up Lingxi image.

Although she didn't know what treasure Weisheng Hengzhou had left behind, she knew that there must be no such method, because Weisheng Hengzhou himself was just a poor person who had spent his whole life looking for medical treatment.

Leng Xiao was very calm in his heart, he was used to accepting disappointment, but he would never despair because of it. As long as Shi Lingxi still has the possibility of opening her eyes, there will always be hope.

He remembered that in the forbidden land of the Medicine Mountain, Shi Lingxi called his name, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently smiled. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had heard her voice or looked into her eyes, and he had almost forgotten it.

Finally, at that moment, everything hazy and vague became clear again. Hopefully, there will always be.

Yunding Pool, Zhongyi Mountain Zhong Li's home, Zhong Lichun was holding a knife in his hand, and after a while, he put it down, and his palm had changed color, as if it was frozen.

He exclaimed, "Good knife, if I can master this knife, then my knife skills will definitely be able to go to the next level!"

Zhong Limo slapped him away, and reprimanded: "What kind of control is in control, just your three-legged cat kung fu, you can clean up a few foreign objects that have been transformed into spiritual qi and come back with a blue nose and swollen face, it is a shame to lose our Zhonglijia's face, and it is also humiliating to hand over this treasure knife to you!"

"Leng Xiao, this kid finally brought something good, with such a cold knife to control the fire, the old man's research and refining of the pill can be further advanced. This is also the best destination for this knife!"

Zhong Lichun's face was full of helplessness, looking at Zhong Limo's appearance, he knew that he couldn't fight anymore, so he could only say angrily: "If this knife has a spirit, it must be crying!"

Zhong Limo's eyes glared: "That's also crying with joy!"

A large number of forces in Beihui County to Chunwang County have gradually dispersed, but they have not given up, but have spread farther away, and have gone around to explore the secrets of Qizang.

Regardless of whether the rest of the treasures are real or not, at least the existence of the first treasure and the Cold Knife are real. The remaining medicinal materials in the secret realm have been looted, and even the statues have been smashed.

The secret passage under the statue naturally could not escape the search of those people, but unfortunately there was no treasure in it, just a dark path to the depths of the mountain.

The copper key and treasure map that match the first treasure don't know who it will fall into, and those who don't give up are still fighting for it, hoping that they will be of even a little bit of use in the future.

In fact, those two things have long been equated with waste.

Time passed in two days, one month, and two months, and I don't know when, a story began to circulate on the rivers and lakes.

In the competition between the major forces for Qizang, there is always a figure wandering, a ghostly person.

Some people say that he is black and white, a man and a woman. But it was only the man who was exposed, and the woman, lying in his arms, never lifted the veil, for there was never one worthy of both of them at the same time.

Some people also say that it is a triumvirate, dominated by a man in a black cloak, followed by a woman on the left and right, who is his left and right protectors, and walks with his feet without touching the ground, all of them are ghosts wandering in the world. The man was carrying a heavy object, covered by a black cloth, and some speculated that it was a coffin. He was always flanked by a little girl, who was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but a child, but who had lived for hundreds of years.

In the end, no one knows what this person looks like, and there are always people who swear by it, as if they have seen it with their own eyes, and this person has clearly been said not to be human.

Because of this, this story can continue to float under the limelight of the folding flower sword technique, and continue to float into the ears of countless people.

And this is not a ghost story to scare children to sleep, but a story about the Seven Treasures.

Everything has to start with the competition between the Shangguan family and the horseshoe gang and the fiasco, that person only relied on one person, mediated from it, reaped the profits, and finally left with the treasure.

At least, the fact that a large number of medicinal herbs were picked before the secret realm was looted is a fact witnessed by many forces, and since they were picked, but some of them were left, it means that it is not the actions of one force, but an individual, so it is impossible to take all the medicinal materials away.

The drinker, spitting stars and blushing cheeks, boasted to the three people at the table, as if he had personally fought the ghostly man. At least what he said in his words, the two of them had met each other, anyway, Leng Xiao was completely unimpressed.

His voice grew louder, and he said straightly: "If you don't believe it, you might as well go to the village in the southwest of the poplar valley to take a look, a few small fish in the muddy water took away the cold knife, and several major forces chased and killed them, but found that they all died in the village, looking miserable, as if they had been gnawed by dogs......"

Leng Xiao drank the wine in his glass and muttered: "I have let them die decently enough, how did it become like this?"

"The people of the village said it themselves, and saw with their own eyes, that it was done by a man carrying a coffin and two women in his arms. ”

He stood clearly, but he swayed, as if he was going to fall down at any moment, one finger was lifted, his body was turning, and his fingers followed little by little, and suddenly clicked on Leng Xiao's body.