After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 19 The Iron Man

The monk's physical fitness is far stronger than that of ordinary people. It is only a three-foot stone platform, and it can be climbed to the top with more effort.

However, every time Ye Yan climbed to the half-waist, she would be slapped to the ground by an invisible force.

Once or twice, Ye Yan had the illusion that she slipped her hands wrongly, but the rocks on the stone platform did not show signs of falling off. She thought for a moment, bent down and picked up a gravel from the ground and threw it upwards.

There was a clear bang, and the stone bounced back to the ground abruptly by an irresistible force halfway through. After Gulu rolled twice, it rolled back to her feet.

Unexpectedly, the high-level monk not only left the wooden box here, but also left a spiritual barrier, which means that he will definitely return, but this cave has obviously gone through hundreds of thousands of vicissitudes, but no one has returned it. Eighty percent of the monk encountered an accident on the way back.

Although the journey of cultivating immortals is full of opportunities, it is also full of dangers, and there is a risk of death from time to time. Ye Yan thought about it, and walked slowly around the towering stone platform twice.

No hidden mechanism.

No hints, no clues.

That being the case, he could only use more powerful spiritual power to savagely break through this barrier.

But compared to many powerful monks thousands of years ago, Ye Yan is now just a small Qi Refining Level [-], with little spiritual power to mention, trying to forcibly break the spiritual energy barrier is just a dream.

Ye Yan calmed down, her thoughts fluttered, and her slender fingers touched the Qiankun bag on her waist. This is a classic action when she thinks to no avail, and suddenly a wrinkled talisman caught her attention.

——Touching the bag and extracting the object.

The tasteless talismans judged unilaterally by Ye Yan have also been kept at the bottom of the box and almost forgotten.

This talisman was created thousands of years ago by Da Neng, the king of thieves, and it is also the most proud work of his life. It can be called the greatest helper in his smooth career as the king of thieves.

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Ye Yan's brows were stained with joy, and she saw that she was holding the talisman with one hand, and the spiritual fire at her fingertips burned it to ashes.

The thin aura in the air swayed rapidly in an instant, and then a huge almost transparent palm condensed in front of her right hand!
The shape of this transparent palm with condensed spiritual energy completely replicates her right hand, but it is also tens of times bigger!

With the control of Ye Yan's spiritual consciousness, the palm of spiritual power fluttered upwards steadily, and reached the top of the high platform unimpeded. After successfully removing the wooden box, it was placed at the master's feet and then dissipated in the air.

Sure enough, as she expected, senior monks usually form an aura barrier on the surface of their bodies. On the one hand, it can prevent the enemy from sneaking attacks and resist a fatal blow. On the other hand, it can prevent treacherous pickpockets like the Thief King. Most of the secrets of Wang Stealing's smooth life are hidden in the talisman!
as predicted.

[Exploring capsule fetching charm: Can ignore any level of aura barrier, within five feet, fetch objects from the air, and it is extremely difficult to be detected]

Leaving aside the reputation of the King of Pirates, let's say that his talent for making talismans is unprecedented. To be able to research such an existence that seems to be weak but is actually a trick is really admirable and eager to chase.

Ye Yan was thinking that she would study the autobiography carefully when she went back, but her finger had already landed on the dusty top of the box, and she was about to open it, but her eyes suddenly went dark, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a burst of words in her ears. There was a heavy banging of iron.

dong dong——

clang clang-

Boom!

It is still the familiar cramped cave.

People have changed.

The tall and strange man was naked with his muscular upper arms. He was sweating profusely. There was a blazing stove in front of him, and his hands were holding the red and muddy broken sword and the hammer, and the sound of hammering iron was tireless again and again. The ground resounded through the cave cavity, bringing heavy echoes.

If you fail, start again, if your sword breaks, you will build again.

He didn't know how long he had been hammering iron in this cave.

And Ye Yan doesn't know how long he watched it.

Days, months, years, decades...or maybe, hundreds of thousands of years.

She might have already turned into a drop of sweat on the man's body, the hot and twisted air around him, a cluster of flames burning in the stove...or the man himself?

From the beginning to the end, she watched all this silently from the perspective of God, lost her voice and thoughts, and acted as a qualified and perfect audience.

at last.

I don't know how many years have passed.

She saw the old and vicissitudes of life man shook his head, his cloudy eyes reflected the nearly extinguished fire, and sighed:
"After all, it failed..."

His temples had already been stained with frost and snow, and when he closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled.

Because of an unexpected obsession, he searched hard for most of his life, and searched for the artifact all his life. The youthful years passed by, but he had to end in regret.

In the end, the old man took out a brand-new wooden box. With his wrinkled black fingers trembling, he carefully folded a yellowed drawing and put it into the wooden box. Manuscripts and a Qiankun bag.

His frail hands could no longer swing the hammer, and he closed the mountain and lived in seclusion. Unfortunately, he failed to produce the satisfactory work of closing the mountain.

The old man finally left the cave.

Afterwards, Ye Yan also woke up from the illusion. She pursed her lips and looked at the surrounding mountain scenery in a sense of loss. She couldn't calm down for a long time, but she could only sigh after a long time.

She had already come out of the cave, but she was still holding the old wooden box in her hand.

She just now... entered the memory of that male cultivator.

Because the old man's long-cherished wish and obsession were stained on the wooden box, she was pulled into the memory of the old man's life, and experienced the endless bitterness, disappointment and hopelessness.

The male cultivator lived thousands of years ago and was a world-renowned master of the Zongmen. He had no love or pursuit all his life, only obsessed with practicing weapons.

Refining the supreme artifact is his lifelong pursuit and the only meaning of existence.

By chance, he got a scroll for refining artifacts, and since then he has been out of control, spending most of his life in it.

It's a pity that it was a step short after all.

He didn't regret that he didn't refine the artifact, he just lamented that he was not talented enough, and he hated it to death, but he didn't know what was wrong with the last step?Unable to end his depression, he can only seal the scroll in a wooden box, and wait for someone who is destined to meet again.

Ye Yan found a safe corner, hugged the wooden box cross-legged, and wanted to open it, but found that the wooden box couldn't be opened no matter what.

Recalling the scene when the old man sealed up the wooden box before leaving, Ye Yan came to the riverside thoughtfully, brushed and washed the wooden box made of ancient iron wood, only to find that there was a small groove hidden in the front of the box .

Missing a key?
But there is only a wooden box on the high platform without a key.

Did the old man take the key away?Or maybe the key is still left in a corner of the cave, but I didn't find it?

But it was a fluke to bump into that mysterious cave by chance, and she couldn't go back the same way again. After thinking about it, Ye Yan put the wooden box back in the Qiankun bag, and left the foggy forest filled with deathly silence overnight.

She has more important things to do.

　Thanks to "Neural Frog Neural Frog" "Zero" monthly pass, I will work harder~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)