Chapter 152: The Treasure Hunter of Qixing Mountain!

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  "Someone is coming."

  Ye Chengfeng almost immediately stood up and blocked Lin Ziwu behind him.

  A mighty spiritual power is circulating within, quietly operating.

  "How did you know?"

  Lin Ziwei was drenched from head to toe.

  "Listen carefully."

  Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and directly swept his divine sense in the direction of the sound.

  It wasn't until the newcomer approached the range of his divine sense that Ye Chengfeng discovered that it was just an old man leaning on a cane.

  Looks like he's in his sixties, wearing tattered clothes.

  On his shoulder, he carried a hoe, an iron shovel, and a steel bar with a pointed head as thick as a child's wrist.

  But with a closer feeling, Ye Chengfeng was still on that old man's body, and couldn't detect even half a hint of genuine martial arts aura fluctuations.

  However, the more ordinary it was, the more nervous Ye Chengfeng became.

  To know, this is in the original dense forest outside the Qixing Scenic Area.

  Ye Chengfeng and Lin Ziwai walked on that rugged mountain path for nearly half an hour.

  Not to mention, there is also a cliff over 100 meters high that needs to be climbed.

  If it was him just now, the owner of that piece of cloth, this old man with a cane and no true energy fluctuations, then his strength must have already reached the point of returning to simplicity and reverting to reality.

  Even if Ye Sheng was a cultivator, he was absolutely no match for him.

  "He's an old man carrying a hoe."

  Lin Ziwei smiled when the old man appeared in her line of sight: "Cheng Feng, don't be so jumpy, just now I almost thought you were some kind of big bad guy."

  "In a place like this, an old man suddenly appears, do you think it's suitable?"

  Ye's mouth twitched involuntarily at the corner.

  "Ah, that's right!"

  Lin Ziwei took a glance around her surroundings, and suddenly her pretty face had a hint of tension.

  Those smooth jade-like hands grasped Ye Chengfeng's arm tightly.

  "Don't be afraid, maybe it's just an ordinary old man living deep in the dense forest?"

  Ye Chongfeng carefully compared the color of the torn fabric with the old man's clothes and found that they were not the same.

  The rag is sky blue, while the old man's clothes are gray.

  "Right! I saw online that some mountain climbers said there's an old treasure hunter living deep in the Qixing Mountain."

  Lin Ziwei suddenly exclaimed.

  "Digging for treasure old man?"

  "Yes! It's said that they are the indigenous people of Qixing Mountain, and because of a legend, they have been digging for stones and digging into the ground near Qixing Mountain for as long as thirty years."

  "Is it really that awesome?"

  Ye Shang Feng's mouth was wide open in shock.

  To be on the safe side, he still didn't dare let Lin Ziwai approach, and instead took a step forward to ask: "Old man, is there still a way to go ahead?"

  "What's someone else coming again?"

  The old man looked up in surprise, revealing a face full of wrinkles.

  "Sir, isn't it heavy on your shoulder? Do you want me to help you?"

  Ye Chengfeng said, without waiting for the old man to respond, he directly placed his palm on the old man's back and with the other hand pretended to help him carry things.

  At this moment, Ye Shengfeng's spiritual energy suddenly and quietly poured into the old man's body.

  After probing around, Ye Chengfeng finally withdrew his hand when the old man said it was unnecessary, and he let out a big sigh of relief.

  It turned out that he was just an ordinary old man after all.

  "By the way, old man, you just said someone else came?"

  Leaf floats on the wind path.

  "Yes, a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, seems to be looking for some grass."

  The old man sighed, put down the tools on his shoulders and sat down on the ground, panting.

  "What kind of grass?"

  Ye Sheng's brow furrowed as he was basically already aware of what was going on in his heart.

  If I'm guessing correctly, this must be an ancient martial artist who has come here one step ahead of me to search for the Ice Dew Grass.

  Moreover, most of them are either practicing or about to practice the Frost Qi.

  After all, Bingxian grass contains precious ice spirit energy, which is the treasure of practitioners who practice ice spirit power, and it is also suitable for ancient martial artists to practice cold ice true energy.

  "Yes! He said that grass, once you get close to it, will make your body feel cold."

  The old man shook his head and sighed: "I've lived for most of my life, but I've never seen such grass before."

  Indeed.

  Ye Chengfeng nodded and asked: "Old man, I heard that in the Qixing Mountain area, there lives a treasure-digging old man. Is it you?"

  "They call me this?"

  The old man was astonished.

  Yes.

  "They say you've been digging for thirty years, it's really admirable."

  "Old man, what treasure are you digging for?"

  Lin Ziwei saw Ye Chengfeng indicate that there was no danger, so she stepped out with her slender beautiful legs and walked over.

  Her bright and charming eyes were filled with intense curiosity.

  "Actually, it's nothing much, do you want to hear?"

  The old man smiled wryly again, and with his dry, cracked, and blackened hands, he pulled out a tattered plastic bag from the dirty pocket. From it, he took out moldy tobacco threads and crumpled white paper to start rolling a cigarette.

  "Old man, take mine."

  Ye couldn't bear to watch and quickly took out a Huanghe Lou 1916 cigarette and lit one for him.

  "Ah, that legend was told by my father."

  The old man lit a cigarette and suddenly felt a bit better: "He said that my ancestors once discovered something shiny falling from the sky onto Qixing Mountain. Moreover, it often emits a beautiful blue light at night."

  "My ancestors, every generation tried to find it, but after spending a lot of effort, they couldn't find it and gave up. But I, coincidentally on the night of my 30th birthday, saw that beautiful blue light for the first time, and then discovered it in different positions every year."

  "So you just keep looking?"

  Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but say, his heart was quite shocked.

  Thirty years like one day!

  This is not something that ordinary people can accomplish!

  And what's more, in this extremely cold and desolate deep mountain in the far north!

  "Ah! I've been searching for thirty years!"

  The old man sighed heavily: "Perhaps in a few more years, I will be gone and there will be no more opportunities."

  The old man said here, in the turbid old eyes, there is a thread of sorrow and sadness.

  "Never mind, old man, after all, it's just a legend."

  Lin Ziwei couldn't help but comfort her, saying: "Maybe it's just something ordinary? Don't you think, going to the big city and living a good life? I can take you out to live a good life, okay?"

  "Thank you for your kind intentions, daughter, but I'm already old."

  The old man shook his head resolutely: "Let me just keep searching like this."

  "Fall from the sky, emit blue light at night, and change positions?"

  Ye Chengfeng was standing aside, revealing a shocked expression.

  Taking all these key points into consideration, he suddenly came to a terrifying conclusion.

  Although he still doesn't know what it is at present.

  But as a cultivator with the vast memories of the Cultivation Continent, he was able to guess that what the old man said was absolutely a treasure that cultivators needed!

  It's possible that it's a spirit stone with self-awareness and consciousness.

  Xiu Zhen Continent, this is called Ling Shi's Spirit, having one can easily find countless spiritual stones.

  It is also possible that it is a piece of spiritual material for refining equipment.

  It may even be some kind of powerful psychic power.

  Anyway, no matter what it is, as long as what this old man said is true, then this thing must be a spiritual medium with self-consciousness.

  Moreover, Qixing Mountain seems to have something that attracts it as well, so it has been searching incessantly for decades or even hundreds of years without leaving.

  "It's priceless! More valuable than the Scarlet Flame Iron!"

  Ye Sheng took a deep breath and suddenly became extremely excited.