Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 25
"We can't go on like this. You and I will go to the ancient ruins and try again. Be sure to bring something back!" said an old man at the head, tapping the ice with his cane.

"It's okay for us to die. The key is that it's useless to die. This method won't work."

Old people who are about to die have always tried to use their lives to bring something out of the ancient ruins, but in the end there is no news.

It has been proven that this road is impassable.

A feeling of despair permeated everyone's heart.

"Tomorrow I'll go soak in the Qihantan water and die."

"It's useless to say death, it's like crying, can you stop asking me to repeat it all the time."

"Then what do you say!"

Silence, endless silence.

Snapped!
A book with talisman paper appeared on the ground.

The old man with quick hands and feet was the first to pick it up. What was it, he muttered.

His eyes were wide open, his right hand was holding his heart, his breathing was rapid, and his face was flushed.

"Lao Liu, are you going? Hurry up and lie down on the corpse, and make some contributions when you die."

The other old men advised.

Lao Liu knelt down and raised the talisman above his head with both hands. He was too shocked to speak.

These old brothers can really make a move to make him lie in the cold pool water.

"The ancient secrets of the Snowfield Clan..."

Silence, but this time there was no heavy despair in the silence. A dozen old men stood on tiptoes excitedly, holding on to the crutches, their hands trembling a little.

Their faces all glowed red, as if their hair had changed for the second time.

"What are you waiting for! I'll be the first to try! If I die!"

"Why should you go first and me first? I'll be gone tomorrow!"

"I'll be gone as soon as I burn the incense. I can't wait any longer!"

"I take a breath!"

"If you don't let me go, I won't go now!"

……

"Stop arguing! Let Xu Quan go, he may leave earlier than us old guys." Finally the clan leader spoke.

"Yeah, those in their 40s look older than us."

"In the past few decades, his addiction has deepened, and he resists his current way of living."

Chen Ming followed the old men to an igloo. Lying inside was an old man who was so rickety that he couldn't lift his head. According to these people.

This person is currently in his early forties, but his appearance looks like multiplication.

"Why is it serious again, Xiaoquan."

Without exchanging too many pleasantries, the elders told Xiaoquan the exciting news.

"Xu Quan is willing to die! To test the danger for our Xueyuan clan!"

The two old men followed Xu Quan. If it works, they can inspire two more, but if it doesn't, they can bring them back with their corpses.

Taking a bucket of Qihantan water, the three old men set out on the road, followed by Chen Ming.

In the Shennong Sect, Elder Mu received a request for help from the people in the snowy plains. The good news was that those medicines were not very expensive and could be afforded.

The bad news is, it could kill someone.

"How many, have you thought about it?" Elder Mu asked.

"Mu must try his best to protect the few."

As the city that uses Xianghuo the most, Shennong Sect is of course willing to help. Maybe after the Xueyuan people awaken, they can try to capture Xianghuo instead of taking part of it.

Even the legendary King Fire is not impossible!
Three hours later.

"How is it? How is it?" asked an old man in the snowfield.

"I told you not to block me! How about Xiaoquan?" Xu Quan didn't say anything. He just straightened up slowly and firmly, and his cloudy eyes once again welcomed the color of youth.

He was covered in cold air, and all the cold poison of more than 30 years had been absorbed by him, and his straw-yellow hair became jet black and shiny.

A cold air traveled throughout his body, and he looked at his hands excitedly, thinking of those past legends.

Tears blurred his eyes.

The three old men who appeared to be blackmailing people for funeral expenses were now transformed into full of vitality. Not only that, their cultivation that had been stagnant for many years also ushered in a breakthrough.

Xu Quan was directly promoted to Jindan.

"A bucket of five hundred medium-grade spiritual stones!" Xu Quan was excited, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to pay for the elixir.

"Haha, Elder Mu laughed, took out five top-quality spiritual stones and placed them in Xu Quan's hand."

"If we can make use of the Qihantan water, we can really sell it by the drop."

In the end, Elder Shennong Zongmu decided to take the other five elders to this one of the few cities that did not yet have a teleportation array.

Build a good relationship now.

Ice City ushered in the excitement that it had not experienced in a long time.

After everyone swallowed the elixir, the face of the Snowy People changed. It was no longer dark purple mixed with blood red, but white and tender.

As the first Xueyuan person to take a bath walked out of the Qihantan water without checking, the Qihantan water changed.

The spirit of the Cold Pond happily floated over the Strange Cold Pond, and her ethereal voice resounded throughout the snowfield.

"Whoever brought the "Chonghan Qibing Jing", I want to give him a big gift."

The talisman says that it is not convenient to show up, but it is convenient to receive gifts.

Chen Ming was a little jealous of this woman who only served the lower three roads. Sure enough, if a woman can let go of a man, she has to be good.

"It's quite mysterious. I haven't appeared in the world for 8000 years. I didn't expect the Snowy People to be in such a state of destitution."

The spirit of the cold pool transformed into a woman dressed in ice and snow, with a bead pouring out of her mouth.

"This is a strange cold bead that I have nurtured for 8000 years. It can subdue the king's fire, help the ice spirit roots, and understand the five elements of water monks to practice supreme skills." The spirit of the cold pool scanned the surroundings.

The bead is gone, not found. There is only a fleeting sense of consciousness, but the source cannot be found.

Elder Mu and other Shennong Sect monks were excited when they heard the word "Jun Huo". They just speculated that there really is a treasure that can subdue Jun Huo.

Just think about it, that mysterious man is too mysterious.

A force of energy swept through the entire city, and all the igloos disappeared and turned into a huge ice crystal palace. The entire city was covered with a unique transportation network formed by ice crystals.

Poverty is gone forever.

Countless azure humanoid elves emerged from the Qihan Pond. They fell on the snow and put on natural clothes, jumping around and filling the ice city with vitality.

Xu Hua looked at this scene tenderly, and he opened his arms to feel the ice and snow that had never changed.

The world is really not so cold anymore.

Elder Mu and others received the mild and usable Qihantan water, which contained no human connotations. A few of them thanked them and left.

"Now that the "Chonghan Qibing Sutra" has been lost and recovered, the people of Xueyuan will follow me to move into the historic Chonghan Palace and recreate the glory of the past!"

"Long live Qihan! Long live Xueyuan!"

Xu Hua looked around, raised his fists to the sky and followed.

Chen Ming didn't leave. He continued to stay in Xu Hua's storage bag. He was just bored, not greedy for anything.

It doesn't say that a helper must hide his merits and fame, and it's also good to stay for a meal or something.

The thing is a good thing, but there is no Junhuo.

[There is no King's Fire in the ancient ruins of Snowfield City]

Forget it, just don’t live up to perfection, only then can you show your righteousness in the world.

Chen Ming was squatting on the side of the road. He took three resources and placed them outside the paths of the three groups of people. Whoever got the resources first would move into the storage bag of that person.

(End of this chapter)