I almost forgot the feeling of sunshine in this cave. It only lasted twenty days. Qiu Changluo came to me again to explain the external situation to me. He couldn't help but sigh softly and told me that I

His face seemed pale and a little scary.

"Master, although the situation is urgent and you are stepping up your practice, do you want to go out for a walk today?" While speaking, Qiu Changnuo put down a plate in his hand, which contained just a few simple stew pots.

An old soup cooked with various precious medicinal materials and ingredients.

In addition, there are some medicinal powders and pills that are prepared according to the recipes I provided and the resources available from the Snow Mountain lineage.

A few days ago, when I took out these prescriptions, it caused a sensation in the Snow Mountain area. Especially the practitioners who cultivated the medical pulse were even more crazy. For them, this is almost an ancient single prescription that has been lost.

, but being taken out so easily by me always makes people very confused.

But this madness was forcibly suppressed by the old leader. He just gave a simple sentence: "In extraordinary times, the single recipe originally collected by the Snow Mountain Line was used, and the medicinal materials used have also been used by the Snow Mountain Line.

There are also unilateral side effects for injuries

, but the required medicinal materials are almost extinct, and no substitutes can be found, so you still have to clamor to study a single recipe? Now the situation is so urgent, everyone has a big responsibility on their shoulders, and everything can be discussed after the war.

stop."

In fact, what the old master said is almost the truth. Except that the SLR was provided by me, it seems that although I am the highest master in the Snow Mountain lineage, I actually lack some of the majesty of the master.

If this kind of thing was done to me, Chen Chengyi would definitely not care about it, but I care about it. I have no sense of power. I just agreed to Chen Chengyi's war, so I must consider all aspects.

In our previous interactions, I always felt that he thought too much.

Now it seems that I am also a person who thinks too much? I find more and more that this experience in the afterlife has made me discover a completely different myself.

"Master?" I fell into my own thoughts and didn't answer Qiu Changluo's words for a long time. Qiu Changluo couldn't help but urge me.

I subconsciously touched my face. Was it so pale? If that guy came back and found out that I had turned him into a pretty boy, would he be furious? Of course the guy said Chen Chengyi, me and him

A body naturally understands his thoughts and he is very concerned about this, although the possibility of him coming back is very small.

Thinking like this, I picked up a stew pot, started to drink the soup in it, and said lightly to Qiu Changnuo Lao: "That's fine."

What I don’t want to admit in my heart is, how could I start paying attention to such small things? Things like white and black are not worth mentioning to me. Only Chen Chengyi

When I thought of this, I had already finished the cup of stew in my hand and put it down. On the surface, I was calm, but inside I was filled with doubts. Isn't it just Chen Chengyi who thinks this way? Why do I think so?

Becoming more and more like him?

Maybe in the end, even if his will disappears, it will bring about some changes in me?

This is a natural thing, but I don’t know if such a change is good or bad? I can’t think of an answer. In silent thinking, I have finished eating the things on the tray. During practice, I

Just eat some of these things.

"Let's go." I said to Qiu Changnuo, then walked out of the small cave where I was, took a turn, and then walked out from another way deeper into the cave.

Just like the structure of the snow-capped mountains is built according to the mountain topography, so is the cave at the highest point diagonally upward.

I didn't expect that at the end of the dirt road in the cave, there was a row of upward bluestone stairs.

I never think that there are buildings without meaning, so when I see this row of stairs, I can't help but wonder, is this the reason why the Autumn Changluo then wants to let me see the sunshine, and also wants to show me that the snow-capped mountains are deeper?

secret?

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but ask Qiuchang Naolao: "Is there a secret place above this staircase?" Is it possible that there is an underground cave like this?

Even if I am not from this world, the existence of that underground cave shocked me. The place where I am seems to have the same legend as here. Although I have not verified the details, I can probably tell it through Chen Chengyi’s memory.

Be sure of something.

That's why I was shocked by the existence of the underground caves. This is simply a shocking secret. Even I can't imagine what will happen to the things imprisoned in the underground caves once they escape.

How could this snow-capped mountain line be so bold? Are these legendary places imprisoned in underground caves? When walking in it, in addition to the owner of the voice who didn't know how deep underground, I also clearly felt some other thrilling auras. In fact,

What shocked me even more was that if there were existences that I imagined in that underground cave, then they would also be legendary in my original world.

"The master will know after you go up and take a look." I was thinking about what I was thinking, Qiu Changnuo walked behind me, and he answered my questions quickly and naturally.

Are you still pretending? I raised my eyebrows slightly. Fortunately, the stairs were not long, and I quickly reached the end. At the end was a wooden door, which may have become somewhat decayed due to age, but I don't know where the wind came from, causing it to sway slightly.

I put my hand on the latch of the wooden door and glanced at Mr. Qiu Changnao with some doubts. He looked at me with a smile, which meant that I was motioning to open it and take a look.

I turned my head in confusion, and then opened the wooden door with some caution. A strong gust of wind suddenly blew my clothes and hair flying. It turned out that behind the wooden door, except for a small platform extending out, there was nothing else.

None?

I couldn't help but squint my eyes. After adapting to the strong wind approaching the top of the mountain (the cave where the master was in was already close to the top of the mountain), I saw the warm and dazzling sunshine, so longing for me.

I stepped onto this platform without realizing it.

The platform is located in a very high position. Below is the deep cliff with a light mist rolling in. In the distance, there are continuous snow-capped mountains. You can also see the vast grassland and clear seas (lakes on the plateau) that appear from time to time. Looking up,

Here, the sky seems to be right above your head, and the sun shines through your fingers, as if your hand is touching the sun.

However, being so close to heaven and earth makes people feel even more insignificant in the wind. I couldn't help turning my head to look at Qiu Changluo, who was already standing next to me, and asked: "Why is there such a thing?"

Such a place?"

"This is a platform deliberately left by the ancestors of the Snow Mountain. Without it, it is only used to sense the heaven and the earth, and to understand oneself." Qiu Changnuo said calmly beside me.

"What's the point of bringing me here?" I asked.

"Master, compared to you outside the cave before, I feel that you have become calm and cold. You have not even seen your friends who came to see you. I can feel your strong purpose and I am afraid that you will get lost." Old Qiu Changnuo.

His expression was a little frightened, but he still said these words firmly.

I stood silent in the wind. Am I so different from him? Why is it that I am the one who is going to be lost, no matter in the eyes of the old boss or Qiu Changluo?

I didn't say anything, and Mr. Qiu Changnuo didn't continue to discuss this issue any further. He didn't explain the purpose of bringing me here. In fact, I also understood that it was just to make me reflect on myself, but I didn't know where to start.

At this time, Qiu Changnuo took out a booklet from his arms, handed it to me gently, and said to me: "Master, this day is not far away."

What day is not far away? I took the book handed over by Qiu Changnuo with some doubts. When I opened it, there was nothing written on it. It was just the names of people written neatly. In the small book, it looked quite...

There is some dense feeling.

"This is?" I flipped through the book and glanced at Qiu Changluo Lao.

"Master, you also know that the battle has already begun. These names are the cultivators who sacrificed their lives." Qiuchang Naolao's tone began to sound a little heavy.

Originally, I had a very indifferent view of life and death. If I die in a proper way, or even if I die for the sake of morality, it is a matter worthy of joy rather than sadness. But I don’t know why, but when the wind blows, a sadness surges in my heart.

It felt like the book in my hand suddenly weighed as much as a thousand pounds.

"This is just a death list. Specifically, where they died and why, there are more detailed records in the Snow Mountain Range. They are all heroes in this battle. But this collision is almost over, because it has reached the critical point.

That’s it. Neither we nor Yang Sheng can touch this critical point." Qiu Changnuo said seriously.
Chapter completed!