Surpassing the Four Great Academies.
At the mention of the iron flag at the entrance of the Four Great Academies, Lu Ping immediately thought of the four words on the flag. It was also because of these four words that he felt a little emotional towards the iron flag.
As for the grudge that the Eighth Elder had passionately narrated, Lu Ping did not think much of it. But seeing the other party so agitated, it did not seem appropriate for him to respond at all, so he finally responded.
"Oh." Lu Ping said.
The Eighth Elder rarely lost his composure, even Ying Xiao at the side had a look of surprise on his face, but Lu Ping only responded with a flat "Oh." Then, the room fell into silence. Coupled with the cold room temperature, this awkward silence was enough to irritate one's skin.
Even the old and shrewd Eighth Elder felt that he had no place to hide his face and urgently needed to make a sound. Then they heard a sudden "Pa" sound from the stove in the middle of the room.
"In this world of ice and snow, what are you burning?" Morin asked.
Someone finally spoke, but the topic had changed by a hundred and eight thousand miles. The Eighth Elder was talking about the thousand-year grudge, about the determination and boldness of the Dark Academy to never bow down to the Four Great Academies even if it were to fall apart. In the end, after an "Oh", the conversation moved on to the stove.
The Eighth Elder could not help but blow at his beard, Ying Xiao at the side looked at his expression, not knowing if he should answer Morin's question.
Finally, it was the little girl who was in the room that brought the kettle over from the stove, and while refilling the water for the three of them, she answered Morin, "It's a black stone dug from the ground."
"Black stone?" Morin had never heard of such a thing.
"Yes." The little girl did not seem to understand what Morin was confused about.
"What's that?" Morin looked at the Eighth Elder.
Eighth Clan Elder did not expect that after his passionate speech, he would actually have to answer such a simple question, for a moment he did not know whether to answer or not to answer, but fortunately there was Ying Xiao by his side, who took over the conversation: "It is a type of black stone dug out from the ground, it is very useful for making a fire, thanks to it, we are able to survive in this bitter cold place."
"Oh, there's no such thing in the pass, right?" Morin looked at Lu Ping and Su Tang. However, the two of them were not as knowledgeable as Morin. Even Morin did not know about it. Naturally, the two of them shook their heads.
"Ahem!" The Eighth Elder coughed. He was obviously very dissatisfied with the change of topic, but there was nothing he could do.
"That's right, that divine medicine of mine was also found in the process of searching for blackstone." Ying Xiao said.
"Can you take us to see it?" Lu Ping said.
The topic finally returned to normal, Ying Xiao looked at Eighth Clan Elder, as though waiting for his instruction.
Eighth Clan Elder did not seem to have any interest in Lu Ping and the other two, and expressionlessly said: "Bring them there."
"Alright." Ying Xiao immediately stood up and looked at the three people: "Do we go now?"
"Big Brother, can we find a place to rest first?" Morin hurriedly said. From the time they crossed Yan Dang Mountain to the snowy plains, it could be said that they had not rested. Although he was carried by Lu Ping for the last part of the journey, he was still exhausted.
"Come to my place." Ying Xiao said to the three people, and then called out to Eighth Clan Elder: "Eighth Clan Elder, we're going.
"En." Eighth Clan Elder slightly nodded his head. Lu Ping and the other two said their goodbyes to him and followed Ying Xiao. Only one old and one young were left in the house. The young lady cleaned up the cups that Lu Ping and the other two had used, poured a new cup of hot water, and placed it in front of Eighth Clan Elder.
Eighth Clan Elder did not seem to notice this, and only closed his eyes in contemplation. When he opened his eyes, there was a person climbing up the ladder, and his head peeked out.
The person climbed up to the second floor, but did not go further inside. He just stood at the entrance of the ladder, and silently looked at Eighth Clan Elder.
"You saw those children." Eighth Clan Elder said.
"I saw." The person nodded his head.
"If not for one of them, I would have thought that they were here to cause trouble." Eighth Clan Elder said.
"Yes."
"What do you think?" Eighth Clan Elder looked at the person.
"I will listen to Eighth Clan Elder's instructions."
"As usual." Eighth Clan Elder said.
"Unaware of the oriole behind." The person said.
Eighth Clan Elder did not say anything, and picked up the cup of water on the table. The person did not say anything, and after bowing, he retreated.
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Coming out of the ice house, Lu Ping and the others found that although the room with the stove was not warm, it was still quite different from the outside. Morin could not help but quicken his pace, wanting to quickly reach Ying Xiao's house. In the end, he was immediately disappointed, Ying Xiao's ice house was divided into upper and lower floors, but the furnishings were extremely simple, especially without the stove that Morin was looking forward to.
"Please sit." Ying Xiao randomly pointed to the ground. The three of them looked down, where Eighth Clan Elder was, although there was no bench, there was a table and cushion, and they could still see where to sit. What about Ying Xiao? They did not even see a bed, where should they sit?
Just as they were puzzled, Ying Xiao had already sat on the ground, and then looked at the three of them in surprise: "Sit, why are you so polite?"
"Just sit anywhere?" Lu Ping asked.
"Otherwise?"
"Alright." Lu Ping did not ask any more, and sat on the ground. Su Tang sat beside him, and Morin had a bitter look on his face. After dawdling for a long time, he finally sat on the cold floor.
"How long are we resting for?" Ying Xiao looked at Morin and asked.
"If you do this, it's not much different from going on the road." Morin said.
"Isn't it a little cold?" Ying Xiao asked.
"So smart, you guessed it right in one go." Morin said.
Ying Xiao rolled his eyes, and jumped up: "I'll go grab a stove."
"Grab?" The three of them looked at him in surprise.
"Let that guy speak ill of me again." Ying Xiao said, and disappeared from the staircase.
"Oh." The three of them came to a sudden realization. They had just thought that the Dark Academy's village was indeed a place where the strong preyed on the weak, and did not care about any rules, but it seemed like it was not that exaggerated, Ying Xiao had only gone to take revenge on that guy surnamed Wang.
"Should we go take a look." Morin did not feel comfortable staying in the house, and immediately suggested.
"Forget it." Lu Ping did not really want to move.
Morin wanted to go take a look himself, but then he thought that this was the power of the Dark Academy, an existence that was described as a man-eating demon within the walls. Even though he knew that such an exaggerated description was definitely an alarmist, but living in an igloo, burning black stone, a completely different way of living in the bitter cold outside the walls, to those who were used to living within the walls, it was naturally a little strange. Morin finally decided that it was better to stay by Lu Ping's side.
Ying Xiao, who had gone out, returned not long after. Even before he came up, they could hear his voice, shouting "Hot hot hot hot hot hot", from afar, and then a figure scuttled up the staircase, this guy actually came back with a stove.
"Move aside!" Ying Xiao shouted, the three of them who were sitting on the ground almost crawled to the side, watching as he placed the stove in the middle.
"Come on, warm yourself up." Ying Xiao said.
Morin immediately scuttled over, but Lu Ping took his time, looking at it and said: "Even though I don't really understand, does this thing give off smoke?"
"Yes." Ying Xiao said.
"Are you sure this is okay?" Lu Ping pointed at the blue smoke coming from the vent of the stove, he remembered that the stove at the Eighth Elder's place was connected to the chimney and the roof.
"Oh, we're not going to use it all the time, it shouldn't be a problem right?" Ying Xiao said. He did not use this thing himself, so he clearly did not study it in detail.
"Alright." Lu Ping did not say anything else. The four of them sat around the stove, feeling a little tired after walking for a long time, and began to close their eyes to rest. The blue smoke rose slowly, and soon the entire house seemed to be covered in a layer of color, and the air also began to smell a little strange.
Morin, who was the most tired, finally woke himself up from his rest even though he was extremely unwilling.
"Do you smell it?" He said.
"Yes." The other three responded.
"With my rich experience, I think this smell is poisonous." Morin said.
"So we can't actually do this." Lu Ping opened his eyes and said.
"It's not without reason to lead the smoke outside the house." Su Tang said.
Lu Ping looked up, his body suddenly bounced up, and punched the roof. With a bang, a hole was punched through the roof, but the shattered ice was directly sent flying by Lu Ping's fist, and did not fall.
"This ice is quite hard!" After landing, Lu Ping said with some surprise.
"It's already been smashed by you, and you still say that, do you think it's appropriate?" Ying Xiao looked up at the hole in the roof and said, while curling his hand, a whirlwind formed, and the blue smoke in the house was blown out of the hole.
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