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Chapter 52

Words:1952Update:22/06/21 11:51:25

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After falling for a while, Mo Wen felt that there was nothing under his feet. The next moment, his body suddenly fell faster, and the space below suddenly became bigger.

Mo Wen's expression changed. He pulled the dagger from his leg and stabbed it hard into the rock wall. The sharp blade rubbed against the rock wall, creating a long spark.

He seemed to have fallen into a very big space. Luckily, it was not deep, only about ten meters.

Mo Wen rolled on the ground, dissipating all the force of his fall. He got up and looked around. He was in a karst cave inside the mountain, and the space seemed to be very big. A ray of moonlight shone through the crack above his head, illuminating the karst cave.

What is that?

Mo Wen's eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw a large net hanging in the air not far away. The two ends of the net were tied to the rock wall. It seemed to be a man-made net.

But that was not the main point. The main point was that there was a person lying on the net. Although her body was curled up, Mo Wen could recognize that it was Qin Xiaoyou at a glance.

Mo Wen let out a long sigh. The stone in his heart had finally been lifted.

He did not know what kind of luck Qin Xiaoyou had to fall on a net after falling off the cliff. Otherwise, the friction of the rock wall would have reduced the force of the fall. But if she had fallen on a hard rock, she would have been crippled even if she did not die.

He walked over, flipped over, and climbed onto the net. The net was very soft. He did not know what material it was made of, but it felt very comfortable to touch with his fingers.

He flipped over and climbed to Qin Xiaoyou's side. He picked her up and examined her. After discovering that there were no serious injuries, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

However, she seemed to have fainted due to the shock.

Although there were no serious internal injuries, the external injuries were not small. There were scratches on her arms and thighs. Her military uniform was torn in five or six places, and there was a lot of dried blood on it.

It must have been caused by the friction of the narrow cliff walls when she fell from the cliff. Luckily, Qin Xiaoyou was wearing a special military uniform. If she was wearing normal clothes, such high-speed friction would have exposed her bones.

Touching Qin Xiaoyou's slightly pale face, Mo Wen felt a little heartache. Luckily, she was safe.

He scanned the surrounding environment. With his vision, he could only see about ten meters in the karst cave. However, he could see that there was human activity in this karst cave. There were many traces of human activity.

The large net that he was using to catch Qin Xiaoyou was probably a piece of furniture similar to a bed.

He got off the bed and walked around the cave. Not far away, he found a pond with a circumference of one zhang. The clear water in the pond rippled and reflected the cold moonlight like a layer of glass.

"What a pool of stalagmite water."

A glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes as he lifted his head to look up. Sure enough, there were rows upon rows of stalactites, clear droplets of water falling from the tips of the stalagmites from time to time.

It would take tens of thousands of years for a natural karst cave to form, and each of them was a natural wonder.

The pool of water that was seeping out from the stalactite was no ordinary water. To some brewers, it was something that was hard to find even with money.

For Mo Wen, it was quite useful as well. When brewing some medicine, using stalagmite water would often have a miraculous effect.

In addition, if one drank the stalagmite water for a long period of time, it could even strengthen one's body and prolong one's life.

The person who could find such a cave abode was probably a Feng Shui expert.

Mo Wen only glanced at it twice before continuing to walk deeper into the karst cave. Although stalagmite water was good stuff, he couldn't bring it with him now.

The deeper he went, the smaller the space in the karst cave became. At the end, a man-made passageway attracted Mo Wen's attention.

He cautiously paced around the passageway for a while. After confirming that there were no traps, he walked into the passageway.

After walking for less than 50 meters, he discovered that there were three forks in front of him.

Mo Wen hesitated for a while before walking directly into the middle fork. After walking for about 20 meters, a stone door suddenly appeared in front of him.

The stone door was covered in dust and spider webs. It was obvious that it hadn't been opened for a long time.

"It should be an ancient cave abode," Mo Wen thought to himself.

Although he didn't rule out the possibility of an expert living in seclusion in the deep mountains, this cave abode obviously didn't have any signs of human activity in a short period of time. It should be an ancient cave abode that had been sealed for a long time.

He walked to the front of the stone door and scanned it up and down. After discovering that there was a protruding stone ball on one side of the stone door, he naturally pressed his palm on it.

The next moment, the heavy stone door started to rise with a rumble, revealing the stone room inside.

Mo Wen stood outside the door and scanned the inside. After confirming that there was no danger, he stepped in.

The furnishings in the stone room were very simple. There was a stone table, a stone bench, a stone bed … The furniture was all made of stone.

In the middle of the stone room was a stone table with some items on it. It seemed to be some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as a few sandalwood boxes.

On the east side was an offering table. On it were the remains of some offerings. On the stone wall in front of the room was a portrait. The portrait was yellowed. It was obvious that it had been there for some time.

On the west side of the stone room were two bookshelves filled with paper books. Below the bookshelves were a few big boxes that seemed to be filled with books.

On the north side was a stone bed. Right now, there was a snow-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone bed. The skeleton was sitting cross-legged. It seemed to be a cultivator.

"It should have passed away many years ago."

Mo Wen glanced at the skeleton and guessed to himself.

The owner of the stone room was obviously the owner of the skeleton. However, looking at the skeleton, it should have been dead for a few hundred years. Even so, the skeleton was still very complete. Moreover, it was very bright and beautiful. It was not like the skeleton of an ordinary person, which would decay after a long time.

Ice Skin and Jade Bones!

A glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The owner of the skeleton should have been a senior with very high Cultivation. At least, his Cultivation was above that of Mo Wen in his previous lifetime.

For ancient martial art practitioners, as their Cultivation became more and more profound, they would constantly hone their bodies and dig out their potential. Their bodies and bones would also be far different from ordinary people.

Legend had it that some powerful cultivators could practice Ice Skin and Jade Bones. Even after death, their flesh would not decay and be obliterated.

Although it was a little exaggerated to say that it was Ice Skin and Jade Bones, it could be seen from the skeleton that was still bright and beautiful after a few hundred years. The owner of the skeleton must have had very high Cultivation. Perhaps he had stepped into the legendary Golden Elixir realm.

Mo Wen bowed to the skeleton solemnly. He was still very respectful towards seniors and experts.

Today, he had accidentally barged into the historical abode of a senior and expert. It could be considered fate.

Mo Wen walked to the stone table in the middle of the stone room. No one had cleaned it for hundreds of years. The stone table had long been covered with a thick layer of dust. Many things were even buried in the dust.

He stretched out his hand and brushed away the layer of dust. Underneath it was a small booklet. It was most likely a handwritten diary.

Although a few hundred years had passed, the handwritten diary was still intact. It was just that the paper was a little yellow and fluffy.

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