Du Jialuo said in a serious tone, "In fact, there is a mountain two hundred kilometers away that is even higher than the Solitary Peak of the Heavenly Mountain. It's just that this mountain is too high. The top of the mountain is covered in ice and snow all year round, and it's surrounded by clouds and mist. Under normal circumstances, this mountain can't be seen."
Without waiting for Lu Ping to ask, Dabao impatiently asked, "Snow Mountain? That'll be fun. Do you know the location of this mountain? "
Du Jialuo pointed to the Ying River under his feet and said, "The meltwater of the snow mountain is the source of the Ying River."
Dabao's face lit up, but he heard Lu Ping calmly ask, "Do you know the name of the snow mountain?"
"The Silent Peak. The old people have a saying, 'If you don't dare speak loudly, you'll startle the people in heaven.' This is the Silent Peak. Because it's so high, people believe that it's closest to the celestial realm in heaven. If someone speaks loudly from the top, they might disturb the celestial realm and be punished by the celestial realm."
At the end of the Ying River was the Silent Speech Peak, which was covered by thick white clouds all year round. Therefore, after being tens of miles away from the peak, people could only see a mass of clouds instead of the towering snow-capped mountains.
Two streaks of light streaked across the sky and crashed straight into the white clouds, disappearing without a trace.
"Boss, I didn't expect your talisman crafting skills to be so high. But why did you give a talisman to that kid?"
Dabao recalled that after the two of them learned of the Silent Peak's existence, Lu Ping gave Du Jialuo a golden talisman he made after advancing to the late Core Forging stage. He said, "Kid, it's your opportunity to take us on a tour of the Ying River. Keep this talisman well. If your life is in danger, just tear this talisman and it might save your life."
"However, Eldest Brother, did you really need to give him a late Core Forging Talisman? If I'm not mistaken, that Talisman should have sealed the True Essence Sword Qi inside. With your current strength, if you activate that Talisman, even an early Core Forging Cultivator would die if they were caught off guard, right? But that kid doesn't have any spiritual energy, so how could he activate it? "
Lu Ping smiled. "Do you know what I used to earn spirit stones to cultivate when I was in the Blood Refining stage?"
Before Dabao could ask, Lu Ping continued, "Yes, charm-crafting. Although I haven't been focusing on charm-crafting for the past few years, my craftsmanship hasn't fallen too far behind. A few days ago, I learned a storage charm from Martial Uncle Xuan Ju. It allows me to store a strand of my True Essence into it. So, I fused the storage charm with the True Essence One Qi Sword treasure. As long as that kid isn't too stupid and can tear the charm in time, the True Essence in the storage charm will naturally activate the True Essence One Qi Sword treasure."
"Hiss!"
Dabao sucked in a mouthful of cold air and said, "How did you fuse two talismans? You should know that the power of a talisman varies from person to person. The power of a talisman can never be compared to the power of the talisman maker's own true essence. But your talisman, no matter who uses it, can maintain the power of the talisman. If Martial Uncle Xuan Ju knew about this, I'm afraid he would be as crazy as Laozu when he saw the Na Chuan Cauldron, right?"
On the summit of the Wordless Peak, the biting cold wind was not only cold but also fierce. The cold wind was like a small knife constantly cutting people's skin. Fortunately, Lu Ping and Dabao were Core Forging stage cultivators, so they could naturally ignore the cold wind.
The bare mountain top was left with only ice and snow, accompanied only by the howling cold wind.
"Big Brother, have you found any traces of a hidden space?"
Lu Ping's eyes flickered with a green light. The power of the "Three Pure True Pupils" that had fused with five kinds of water attribute treasures was even more powerful. However, Lu Ping circled around the Wordless Peak for a long time, but he still couldn't find any traces of a hidden space.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up and said, "Come, let's go to the source of the Abundant River!"
The two descended the mountain and followed the main stream of the Abundant River towards the Wordless Peak. Following the Abundant River, the source was actually formed by many tributaries. Lu Ping and Dabao only followed the largest of the tributaries, until they arrived at a slope covered by a vast layer of ice.
Looking at the clear flowing water under the ice, Dabao touched his mustache and asked in confusion, "Big Brother, what can we find here?"
Not hearing Lu Ping's answer, Dabao couldn't help but raise his head to look at Lu Ping. He saw that Lu Ping was looking at the border of the ice field and the ground not far away.
Dabao followed Lu Ping's gaze and saw a pile of rubble. Lu Ping strode towards it with Dabao following closely behind without saying a word. When the two got closer, they saw a pile of rubble. It looked like a collapsed temple, but also like an abandoned altar.
Lu Ping pointed at the source of the Abundant River under the ice. A column of water rose from the ice and fell directly on the pile of rubble. It washed away the rubble and even pushed away the soil by more than a foot.
When the column of water disappeared, only a three-foot-tall stone platform was left on the ground. There might have been some kind of inscription on the stone platform, but it had long since disappeared. However, the stone platform that had just been washed by the Abundant River didn't have a single drop of water on it.
As expected, there was something fishy.
Lu Ping carefully looked at the stone platform and suddenly heard Dabao shout from the other side of the stone platform, "Big Brother, look over here."
When Lu Ping rushed over, he saw a rough groove carved on a section of the stone platform. Lu Ping didn't know why, but he felt that the groove, which looked like a mold, was unusually familiar. He must have seen it somewhere before.
Lu Ping was excited. His intuition couldn't be wrong. He must have an item on him that was about the same size as this groove. It was something that Laozu left behind in the past. Perhaps it was the key to opening the Yingtian Dojo. However, this item was obviously not very eye-catching, so Lu Ping didn't have a deep impression of it.
However, after Lu Ping rummaged through the items he found in the cave and cave-dwelling in the interspatial ring, he still couldn't find anything. This result made Lu Ping a little discouraged.
At this time, Dabao seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "Big Brother, in the underwater cave, I once found a clay pot that Laozu used to store top-grade spiritual tea."
Lu Ping slapped his forehead and suddenly realized something. He took out a gray clay pot from his storage ring. This clay pot was a psychic magic weapon. However, to Lu Ping's amusement, this magic weapon didn't have any attack or defense functions. It didn't even have any other auxiliary functions such as storage, storage, and spirit gathering. The only function it had was — preservation!
That's right, preservation!
When Lu Ping got this clay pot, he secretly sighed at Laozu's extravagance. In the North Sea, no Laozu would spend time and energy to create such a boring psychic magic weapon, let alone spend precious spiritual materials to refine such a kind of psychic magic weapon. In this situation, perhaps only a cultivator born in a big sect in the Central Region would have the leisure to make such a magic weapon when he was bored.
However, after Lu Ping got this clay pot, he often put spiritual tea, spiritual herb seeds, and other items into this magic weapon. At least, when Luan Yu collected a large number of spiritual herb seeds that were extinct or about to be extinct in the cultivation world from the sea of flowers in the secret land of the fallen mountain, she stored all kinds of spiritual herb seeds in this clay pot, and then planted them in the spiritual herb garden in the House of Gold.
Lu Ping put the clay pot into the groove. The result of the perfect fit made Lu Ping and Dabao's eyes light up. The three-foot-high stone platform suddenly shook, and a large number of dense lines suddenly appeared on the cross-section of the stone platform. Starting from the mouth of the clay pot, they instantly covered the whole stone platform.
Just when the two were waiting for a miracle to happen, the stone platform suddenly stopped shaking, and the lines on the surface of the stone platform gradually disappeared.
Lu Ping and Dabao looked at each other. The clay pot was still placed in the hidden groove, intact.
Lu Ping looked at the gradually disappearing lines, and finally, his eyes fixed on the hidden groove where the lines were the most concentrated.
Dabao was at a loss as he watched Lu Ping take the clay pot out of the hidden groove, and then put the clay pot into the water that had melted under the ice to fill it up. Then, he put the clay pot back into the hidden groove.
Rumble!
Amidst the violent shaking, the lines on the surface of the stone platform appeared again. The water from the clay pot flowed along the mouth of the clay pot, and the fine lines engraved on the stone platform overflowed. Then, it continued to extend along these lines. The stone platform, which was originally unstained by the water from the clay pot, was soon soaked by the water from the clay pot.
The stone platform shook more and more violently, and the clay pot placed in the groove suddenly began to rotate. The space at the mouth of the clay pot suddenly began to distort, and Dabao, who was looking down carefully, jumped back in fright.
The range of the spatial distortion gradually expanded, and gradually, it formed a spatial door big enough for a person to enter and exit. Then, the door seemed to have reached its limit, and began to shrink again.
Lu Ping patted Dabao's shoulder and said, "Hurry up!"
After speaking, he was the first to jump into the spatial door. Da Bao's expression was absent-minded for a moment. When he saw that the door was about to shrink to the point where he could no longer enter, he let out a strange cry, closed his eyes, and jumped in.
The spatial door continued to shrink until it became a distorted space again, and then gradually calmed down. However, at this time, there was no longer a gray clay pot on the stone platform, only a bare stone platform that seemed to be wet with dew. From a distance, it looked somewhat strange.
In an unknown space, Dabao, who had fallen on his butt, got up from the ground and rubbed his fat butt. He asked Lu Ping, who was standing in front of him, "Boss, is this the Yingtian Dojo?"
Amidst the colorful flowing lights, Lu Ping sighed and said, "Dabao, I'm afraid we won't have much to gain this time."
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