[PS: The collection increases very slowly. Brothers who read books should not forget to collect it!!]

The two searched a few more circles in the wooden house. Wan Ling'er hoped to make up for Zhao Yuan, and she was very busy rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. Unfortunately, she found nothing.

In fact, the objects in the wooden house are very simple and are basically clear at a glance.

From the simplicity of the wooden house, we can judge that the owner of the wooden house is a cultivator who is indifferent to fame and fortune. Moreover, the owner should be kind-hearted. There are no restrictions or traps in this huge wooden house, which is extremely rare in the world of cultivation.

Zhao Yuan did not know the world of cultivators. In fact, cultivators were not as compassionate as rumors outside. Instead, they were all practicing alone for a long time, being introverted and killing people at any time. For example, there were no restrictions and traps for killing in this cultivation secret room. The two rookies not only did not die, but instead divided the treasures, which was already a miracle among miracles.

After searching again and confirming that there were no suspicious items, the two of them gave up.

The two left the wooden house, got down from the turquoise platform, looked for the exit along the cave, and walked less than two hundred meters away, and found an exit covered by vines.

The exit is actually not deliberately disguised, it is a natural barrier, but the structure is extremely strange. If you don't look closely, it will be difficult to find it from the outside.

After pulling open the vines, the two of them discovered that the cave was actually a valley below the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain. From the outside, it was not surprising.

"I always thought that cultivators lived on the mountain, and they turned out to be at the foot of the mountain. I often passed by here." Wan Ling'er looked depressed. She had been searching on Xiaoyang Mountain for five years.

"It's normal to live here." Zhao Yuan looked around and said.

“Why?”

"The mountain is cold and there is no water source. Look how good it is. The cave is hidden and ventilated, and there is an open space in front. When the cultivator lived in seclusion here, he must have planted some vegetables, fruits and so on... The cultivator also needs to eat."

"Hey, when you say it, it really makes sense." Wan Ling'er suddenly realized.

"This is just one of the reasons. The most important thing is that the turquoise stone you mentioned is in this cave."

"Yes, if it were me, I would choose to live in a place with turquoise stone. I could absorb the spiritual energy of turquoise stone at any time. How cool!" A hint of intoxication and yearning appeared on Wan Ling'er's face.

"Let's go up the mountain first, deal with the body first and then go home. It's almost dawn." Zhao Yuan glanced at the white white belly of the Dongfang Sky.

"Ah...go...I'm still looking for Feijian."

"Let's look for it next time. There is so much snow that we can't find it at all, and others can't find it. Besides, if we look for the flying sword now, we can't go home before dawn."

"What should I do with this corpse?" Wan Ling'er looked at the skeleton racks messing around on the ground.

"This senior is indifferent to fame and fortune, and lives a very hard life. I believe he doesn't care about this skin. Since he chose to live his life here, we should not disturb him. After all, this is his place to die."

"Okay, hold me."

Wan Ling'er put the long sword on the ground and stood on the sword body with Zhao Yuan, but he just poured his true energy into the air, and the long sword flew up in the air.

"Gee...good sword, good sword..."

The snow-covered Xiaoyang Mountain kept ringing with laughter like silver bells. In the vast sky, the flying swords carried Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan toward the cave where Zhao Yuan was killing with lightning.

In less than half an incense stick, the two arrived at the cave.

Zhao Yuan carefully checked the surroundings and found no suspicious places before entering the cave. The cave still maintained its original appearance, with some dead branches and a few shocking pools of blood on the ground. Sun Hailong's body lies behind the rocks and has become cold and stiff.

After experiencing this life and death, Wan Ling'er seemed to be more courageous. She actually helped Zhao Yuan drag Sun Hailong's body to a depression outside the cave, buried it with Sun Hailong's flying sword, and then covered it with snow-white.

Although Wan Ling'er was a little wealthy fan, she did not touch Sun Hailong's things. She knew very well that anything on Sun Hailong's things might reveal their identity and bring disaster to the Wan family.

When Sun Hailong was alive, he never dreamed that as the young generation of Huayun Sect's most talented cultivator, he had a bright future, but now he died in an unknown way and was buried in this wilderness.

The two of them checked in the cave again, shoveled off the blood-stained mud on the ground, swept the footprints on the snow, and then left on the flying sword after confirming that there were no clues left.

It's indeed a good sword!

Zhao Yuan secretly exclaimed. Compared with when he first came, his current speed is obviously much faster and much more stable. Wan Ling'er is more comfortable to control the flying sword, and even can do some thrilling juggling moves.

When the two arrived at Wanjia East Courtyard, it was already dawn and the east courtyard was already very lively. Outside the door, many farmers were waiting for the east courtyard to open.

If you want to fall from the sky, it will inevitably attract the attention of many people.

Zhao Yuan asked Wan Ling'er to take him to the toilet in the East Courtyard, which was a hidden place.

After putting Zhao Yuan by the toilet, Wan Ling'er was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't say anything and hurriedly flew away at a low altitude.

Early in the morning, everyone was in a daze, and no one noticed that Zhao Yuan was carrying a dirty little bag when he came out of the toilet.

After Zhao Yuan returned to the room, he changed into clean clothes, helped Jia Shizi clean the porch, and started a day's work.

Everything returned to peace.

Of course, calmness is just superficial. On the third day of the incident, Huayun Sect was furious. Hundreds of inner and outer disciples gathered at Huayun Sect, and even the martial arts genius Wu Shaokun of Huayun Sect came out of seclusion to take charge.

This martial arts fanatic Wu Shaokun is extraordinary. Not to mention in Huayun Mountain, it is also famous in the entire cultivation world. It ranks 13th in the cultivation ranking list and is the "Treasure of Mountain-Standarding" of Huayun Sect.

In just three months, Huayun Sect first had a disciple seriously injured at the foot of Huayun Mountain, and then was set on fire, causing huge losses to Huayun and consuming countless crystals. Now, two outstanding young disciples have disappeared, among which Sun Hailong is a rare genius figure in the Huayun Sect in the past century. He was able to fly with his sword at a young age and has already gained the entrance to the temple of cultivation.

This time, Huayun Sect suffered heavy losses.

Although there are many experts in Huayun Sect, it refers to the older generation. In the past hundred years, the talents of Huayun Sect have withered, and they are not strong enough. The leader Liu Xingwang saw it and was anxious in his heart. He deliberately cultivated Sun Hailong and placed high hopes on him, hoping that he could become the pillar of the younger generation of Huayun Sect.

Evidence from all aspects shows that Sun Hailong and Ma Silong, who were chasing the perpetrators, are already more dead than dead.

The initiator of all this was a strange young man.

At present, the only person who saw the young man was Zhang Minglong. Zhang Minglong is still resting in Huayun Sect.

Some of the low-level disciples have dispersed, and the atmosphere in the Huayun Sect Hall is still extremely depressing.

The only two elders of the "Shao" generation that the Huayun Sect have survived, Wu Shaoze and Wu Shaokun, both sat on the upper head with a blank expression on their faces.

"Now the Huayun Sect is full of people's hearts. I wonder if the two elders have a good idea?" Faced with the elder who is even higher than him, the sect leader Liu Xingwang asked with a tough bullet.

"Kill the perpetrator." Wu Shaokun, a taciturn martial arts cynic, was so murderous that he spoke a few words.

"These days, our Huayun Sect can be said to have gone all out. After searching for hundreds of kilometers in a radius, there is still no clue..."

"The leader, there are hundreds of people from our Huayun Sect, except Zhang Minglong, who knows that person. It is meaningless to search everywhere. It is better to hang a bounty and let the people from the martial arts world and fellow people help chase him." Wu Shaoze said in a deep voice.

"If there is a bounty, then how can our Huayun Sect have the face..."

"Face?" Wu Shaoze sneered: "The news that Zhang Minglong was ambushed and seriously injured. The news that Huayun Sect's back mountain was set on fire has been circulating outside. Is there any face to talk about Huayun Sect?"

Wu Shaoze had long disliked this stupid leader who protected his shortcomings. In his eyes, if Zhang Minglong had not been troubled by others for no reason, things would have happened.
Chapter completed!