After entering the medicine vat, Su Fang carefully opened his palm.
It was a small golden scroll.
It turned out to be the treasure he found under the man's corpse when he met the mysterious woman.
"I wonder what kind of treasure this is. Was it worth it to die under the woman's sword for it?"
Half a year passed.
Su Fang could finally take out the small golden scroll to take a look. He believed that the woman would not appear in the small Purple Cloud Mountain again.
This was also the first time he carefully looked at the small golden scroll. It was about the length of a finger and the thickness of a chopstick. Other than the faint golden light and some mysterious golden patterns on its surface, he could not see anything else.
"If it's a treasure, my right hand should be able to sense it."
Suddenly, he thought of his right arm.
He brought the small golden scroll close to his arm, but his right arm did not react for a long time.
"Could it be that this small golden scroll is not a treasure?"
Any treasure would have power. This was Su Fang's understanding.
Since his right hand had two strange movements and two treasures appeared, then it had the ability to sense treasures. Now, it seemed that this small golden scroll was not a treasure at all.
But this was unexplainable.
"When I go to Tianmen Province in the future and become a real cultivator, I will use my magical power to unlock it. I will naturally be able to see if it is a treasure or not."
Unknowingly, it was late at night. His body gradually relaxed and he gradually fell asleep.
When the sky just brightened, Su Fang left the medicine vat on time.
"What's going on? The temperature in the room seems to be much higher than yesterday. Could it be because of the stove?"
It was winter. Although he was a martial artist, when he came out of the hot water early in the morning, there would still be water vapor and then a burst of coldness. However, he did not feel anything this morning.
It was very strange.
He went to the stove to take a look. The charcoal fire was still burning.
Forget it. Su Fang did not think too much about it. He took the opportunity to prepare something delicious. He heated it up in a pot, dry food, bacon, and wild fruits.
When he opened the door of the tomb, what welcomed him was not a cold wind, but a wave of heat.
What's going on?
Su Fang wanted to shrink his neck in the cold as usual in the morning, but in the end, it was hot air.
He went outside to take a look and was stunned. After one night, it was as if winter had disappeared just like that. There was no cold air at all.
Whether it was the temperature or the wind, it was as hot as summer. Some small hibernating animals actually crawled out of the soil and lazily stretched their bodies.
"It can't be that I dreamt or slept through a season, right?"
After staring blankly for a full hour, he still couldn't figure out the reason, so he returned to the bottom of the cliff and began to cultivate.
"The stone is so cold, but the temperature in the air is rising. It seems that the weather changed overnight." After Su Fang performed the Hundred Acupoints Finger Technique, he hit the stone with his hands and legs. He could clearly feel the cold air coming from the stone. "There was a huge earthquake during that time, and the temperature suddenly rose today. Could it be that God is also angry?"
Shaking his head, he continued to cultivate.
His hands collided with the boulders again and again, and his feet were also constantly kicking. The cliff once again gave rise to the familiar sound of hitting.
However, the excruciating pain still persisted. Due to the sealing of his bloodline, it didn't take long for his hands and legs to swell up as if they were on fire.
Only at noon did he stop. When he undid the acupoints, his limbs immediately felt as if they were no longer his own. Throbbing pain, stabbing pain, and burning pain began again.
After resting for two hours and eating his dry rations, he endured the pain and went to the cliff. He wrapped a rope around his body and continued to cultivate and climb.
Fortunately, the stone wall was no longer cold in the afternoon. It was just that the pain from the morning's cultivation made it very difficult for him to climb. After climbing ten feet, he was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore. He could only grit his teeth and persevere. If he didn't continue cultivating, how was he going to climb the legendary Divine Touch Gate in the future?
Moving forward a little bit more was like his final perseverance.
Because of this, it was dusk in a blink of an eye. Su Fang looked back and saw that he had only climbed about twenty feet. It was obvious that the hard cultivation in the morning affected the height of his climb.
Even an adult wouldn't be able to withstand such a high load of cultivation.
When he returned to the ground, he felt as if his body wasn't his anymore. After lying down for a while, he finally regained some feeling and limped back to the tomb.
Fortunately, he had the medicinal vat. Otherwise, forget about recovering, even the pain wouldn't have been reduced by much.
"The Family Su isn't a big family. I heard that the Lu Family uses even more expensive medicinal herbs to soak their seedlings."
After his body recovered, the sky was bright in the blink of an eye.
He almost didn't close his eyes because the high-intensity cultivation yesterday was even more difficult than the Innate Realm.
After eating breakfast, he returned to the bottom of the cliff and started cultivating again. The temperature today was like summer, which made it convenient for him to continue cultivating.
Su Fang clenched his teeth and repeated the cultivation day after day. Once he persevered, an entire month had passed.
On the cliff
"Hehe!"
In the scorching wind, Su Fang actually climbed up the cliff with the rope wrapped around him. He looked down and then looked at the sky. "I have successfully reached the top. I have also reached the top earlier. Previously, it was dusk, and I reached the top two hours earlier."
The change in a month was too obvious.
Not only did Su Fang reach the top of the cliff, but he also seemed to be full of energy. A month ago, he couldn't even climb a few dozen feet.
"It has been a year. I have been on the mountain for a year. I believe that it won't be long before I reach the Mortal Realm!" Su Fang grabbed the rope with both hands and ran on the cliff before sliding down to the ground.
Sixteen years old!
After a year of cultivation, Su Fang had also reached sixteen years old. In two years, he would be an adult.
Eighteen years old was also the last chance to cultivate. Thirteen to fifteen years old was the golden cultivation period. Sixteen to eighteen years old was the last chance. After twenty years old, it was almost impossible to become a cultivator by oneself.
When he returned to the tomb, he saw that it would be dark soon. Seeing that the graveyard's large rocks were very eye-catching, he began to use the rope to wrap the large rocks, forcibly removing them from the graveyard.
Buzz!
Seeing that it was getting dark, Su Fang prepared to move the falling rock in front of him and then go back to soak in it.
Suddenly, his right hand moved.
Could it be …
Su Fang immediately went behind the falling rock and found that there was a yellow fragment stuck to the surface of the falling rock.
"Treasure! There really is a treasure!"
He laughed and immediately took the yellow fragment off.
Just as he was about to go back to study it, his right hand trembled slightly.
Could it be that there is still a treasure?
Su Fang was startled. Was he dreaming?
Otherwise, how could there be a treasure?
He immediately bent his body and approached some small falling rocks. Sure enough, he found a fragment on one of the rocks. However, his right hand did not stop there.
Could it be that his luck was so good that he found treasures one after another?
Su Fang followed his senses and walked forward for another ten feet. On top of a large rock, he found a white fragment.
This white fragment was not simple because Su Fang could see that it was a broken part of a sword. It was one chi long and two fingers wide. He could clearly see the edges of the sword on both sides.
"This is a fragment of a magic treasure used by cultivators."
At this moment, he looked at the three fragments in his left hand, especially the broken sword fragment. He thought of a magic treasure used by cultivators.
His Family Su also had a magic treasure. It was the Falling Moon Saber that his father took away and lost. He heard that the Falling Moon Saber's power could easily split a three meter tall rock.
Unfortunately, he had never seen a magic treasure with his own eyes.
He also did not know how powerful the Falling Moon Saber was.
In Tianzong City, some clans would have a family treasure, which was a magic treasure. He heard that the strongest clan, the Lu Clan, had several magic treasures. This was why the Lu Clan was the strongest clan in Tianzong City.
He quickly returned to the tomb and closed the door.
After returning to the medicine vat, he began to carefully look at the three fragments. He stopped his right hand from getting close.
Other than the white broken sword fragment, he could not tell what the other two fragments were. They were also only the size of a child's palm.
"Magic treasure fragments appeared one after another in Purple Qi Mountain, and they were scattered in different places. Could it be that in a certain era, cultivators fought here? Otherwise, why would there be so many magic treasure fragments?"
After studying for a while, he did not find anything.
However, many thoughts and doubts appeared in his mind.
Why would there be so many magic treasure fragments in Purple Qi Mountain? If cultivators did not fight here, why would there be so many fragments?
"It seems like I have to be more careful in the future. Since four magic treasure fragments appeared one after another, it means that there are more magic treasure fragments in Purple Qi Mountain. The power of magic treasure is the power of cultivators. After my right hand absorbs it, it will definitely possess the mysterious power of cultivators!"
Su Fang's mind worked very quickly. He immediately prepared to let his right hand absorb the three magic treasure fragments.
However, when Su Fang saw the broken sword fragment, he suddenly decided to keep it. "Since it is a magic treasure fragment, I can use it as a weapon. I will try it out tomorrow!"
It turned out that he wanted to keep the broken sword fragment as a weapon.
"Buzz, buzz!"
When he brought the other two fragments closer to his right hand, his small arm released a faint purple light again. He immediately absorbed the mysterious spiritual light from the two fragments.
Su Fang felt light-headed again. Especially when the power in his body was not mainly in his dantian, but in his right arm.
Fortunately, after a series of fortuitous encounters and more than a year of hard work, he was already used to such things.
On the second day, he ate breakfast early because he wanted to know the power of magic treasure fragments. Compared to ordinary weapons, whose power was more extraordinary?
Carrying a treasure sword, he quickly arrived at the withered forest in front of the cliff.
He saw a big tree that needed one person to hug. He raised the ordinary treasure sword in his hand and slashed at the tree trunk with ordinary strength.
With a crackling sound, the treasure sword slashed into the tree trunk forcefully half a foot deep. This was ordinary strength. It was already very frightening without activating his innate strength and physical strength.
Even a strong mortal would not be able to slash such a deep distance.
He took a step back and grabbed the broken sword fragment tightly with his right hand. Because his right arm was shaking slightly, it seemed like he wanted to absorb all the power in the broken sword fragment.
Hula!
The white fragment flashed towards the tree trunk.
Crack!
The white light hit the tree trunk and shattered it, creating a hole the size of a fist.
Clang!
The broken sword fragment flew back quickly and hit a nearby rock before stopping. The broken sword fragment pierced a finger deep into the rock.
Creak ~ ~ Whoosh ~
When he pulled out the broken sword fragment, the big tree behind him that was hit by the sword fragment immediately started to break from the hole. It fell to the right and raised a wave of dust.
"Powerful. The power is already extremely frightening when shot with ordinary strength. If I shoot with acquired strength, wouldn't it be even more frightening?"
Su Fang's eyes widened. He did not expect the sword fragment to be so powerful.
However, when he took a closer look at the sword fragment, he became depressed.
The sword fragment actually had some small cracks. What did this mean? The broken sword fragment could only be used a few times before it would completely shatter.
"I have to save this sword fragment for when I need to save my life." Suddenly, he felt that the sword fragment in his hand could help him escape danger in the future.
Putting away the sword fragment, he immediately returned to the cliff and began to cultivate again.
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Update: Day 4.
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