C23 Dig out the Treasure

Before Ling Zhonghan could turn around, the door creaked open and a tall young man walked out. This young man was dressed in poor and shabby clothes, not knowing if it was due to poverty or not, but his bare arms and legs looked extremely out of place, and his hair was a mess. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem to be in a difficult situation, especially when he smiled at you. "What's going on?" Wei Yan Er asked.

Ling Yan was truly happy. If his father was still the same as before, then it would be terrible if he turned into a white-haired old man. This also meant that not much time had passed. Ling Yan didn't say anything as he watched his father looking at him in bewilderment. He wanted to see if his father would recognize him, but unfortunately, Ling Yan had underestimated his father's logic and reflexes, and had even forgotten that his father was the one to take care of all his clothes.

Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Little brat, you really can't take it anymore! You really can't take it anymore!"

Ling Yan was surprised that his father had recognized him so quickly. It wasn't fun at all. He chuckled and said, "Father, why did you recognize me at a glance?"

Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "What do you want me to do for you? Don't worry, I will just do my best to help you out."

Ling Yan smiled wryly. "Dad, what's so good about pretending to be your son?"

Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Alright then, I'll go take a look!" "Alright then, I'll go take a look!" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Alright, I'll go take a look!"

"Just one year?" Ling Yan could not tell what he was feeling. He could only sigh at the perverted nature of his core, and was astonished that he had been tormented for an entire year. Fortunately, at present, everything was normal except for the slight 'fermentation' in his body. Faintly guessing the time and knowing the specific time were two different things. Even though three or five years had passed, Ling Yan would still think the same thing.

"Go and change your clothes first, then tell Dad what's going on!" Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Alright then, I'll go take a look at your equipment first." Looking at his son, who was taller than him, Han Ying Xue couldn't help but wonder how Ling Yan had managed to train. A mere year had raised a person's height by almost 10 inches, what kind of concept was that? If it weren't for the fact that he had frequently visited Ling Yan's "cave" cultivation and sensed that Ling Yan was closed-door training within the cave, he would have definitely thought that Ling Yan had encountered some strange and bizarre thing while wandering the world.

The two of them had been together for an entire night. Ling Yan tried his best to restrain his Qi and to suppress his true essence, stopping it from circulating within his body and maintaining its initial state. Otherwise, once the true essence was activated, a third of his father's middle Revolving Core would be absorbed by him in one night. Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Little brat, all of you, come on, let's go with our plan!" "Alright, let's set off then!" Zhang Yang quickly said, "Let's set off for the next round!" "Then let's set off for the next round!"

Dad, I've already spent a long time in closed-door training to open my meridian expansion to cleanse my marrow, but I've already washed it twice, and others have used a few months while I've only used a year. Now it's just normal cultivation, I can go home at any time, so you don't have to worry about it. With my current cultivation speed, I estimate that I'll be able to reach the Aurous Core stage in a few years.

Since Ling Yan had already said so, what else could the old man say. "This year has been tough on you, I didn't expect you to have such a tough time!" Even though Ling Yan was right in front of him, and the matter was over, but he still felt some pain in his heart, as well as a lingering fear. If any mishap happened to him, the consequences would be unthinkable. He shook his head helplessly, "Oh right, that hole was blown to bits by you. Where are you going to go and cultivate after that? "Don't let dad not find you then." Ling ZhongHan asked.

Ling Yan waved his hand and took out a foot long short sword from his storage ring. This sword was completely black without any luster or sharp edges, and it looked as ordinary as a roasted wooden stick. He had also seen this sword before, but he didn't know why Ling Yan had brought it out now. The cultivation cave had been destroyed by him, so he had to dig another one.

"The cave I'm cultivating in is too small to begin with. With my current cultivation, I should be able to dig even larger in there with this sword. The rocks I dig out would be just enough to block the entrance." Ling Yan brandished his black sword and said complacently. "Dad, you don't need to bring food with you next time. Unless we cultivators don't cultivate, once we meditate and cultivate, we won't need to eat. I haven't touched the thing you asked me to take with me last time, it's rancid."

"En!" Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Alright then, I'll give you one more chance!" "Alright then, I'll give you one more chance!" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Alright, I'll give you one more word!"

Ling Yan chuckled, as if he had thought of something. "Dad, aren't you afraid that someone will disturb you while you're cultivating at home?" Ling Yan hoped that his father would be like him and find a place to cultivate in the mountains to become a hermit. After all, there were too many people in the village, which would be detrimental to cultivation.

If it were not for the fact that this was the last resting place for Xingran, he would have avoided it. Even though he was being harassed by the lady, he did not want to leave, as there was still the figure of Xingran when she was walking around, and he wanted to stay at home to think about other people. Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Alright then, I'll go with you guys." "Alright then, I'll go with you guys."

Looking at the faint shadow of his wife's face in front of him, he shook his head and said softly: "I will wait for your mother at home!"

Ling Yan was speechless. It was as if his mother had returned. With a sweep of her spiritual sense, she could find father and son anywhere she wanted. Was there even a need to wait? However, since the adults were involved, the children did not interrupt them.

Back at the top of the mountain, Ling Yan was a little surprised to see a 'cultivation cave' with a gaping hole in it. Was he that powerful? He wanted to find a place to test it out, but he was afraid that the sky would be bright by then. If he made a noise that would arouse the villagers' suspicions and cause monsters to appear, that would not be good.

He took out that black sword from his ring, hehe! If it wasn't hard, then it would be soft. Stepping into the cave, looking at the small space, he then looked up at the ceiling that was less than a foot away from his head, thinking to himself: "Will the excavation collapse?"

He turned his head to look at the exit to gauge whether his reaction would be safe to withdraw when the collapse occurred, and after considering for a while, the answer he got was yes, and then channeled his energy into his arm to merge his true essence into the black sword. At the same time, he used his heart to feel the sword, and when he did that, he saw that the tip of the black sword had slowly extended out a sword ray about a foot long.

Looking at the black and white body of the sword, Ling Yan felt a surge of excitement in his heart. This was the first time he had reached his current state with a weapon, and Ling Yan was already satisfied. The mastery of familiar weapons was extremely important in the future cultivation. Regardless of whether it was an attack or a defense, it was essential. If one's cultivation was high enough, they could even store the weapon within their body and nourish it with their blood essence, allowing their mind to merge with the heart sword and kill the enemy in an intangible manner. Thus, mastering a weapon was also a form of training. In the cultivation world, there existed a sect that specialized in refining weapons. They relied on refining weapons to increase their cultivation level, using a unique cultivation method to increase their own cultivation.

Ling Yan calmed his mind down and tried his best to maintain the stability of the sword ray, slowly reaching towards the cave wall without any obstruction, right up to the sword hilt. Ling Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, turned his wrist around and cut horizontally like tofu, and in a split-second, drew a two meter square door. Looking at this "door", Ling Yan was troubled; how could he open this "door"? In other words, how was he to take out the cube from the portal and use his power to suck out the cube that was connected to the entire mountain? At his level of cultivation, it would be difficult for him to achieve such a feat. He had no choice but to cut the rock into a triangular shape and pile it up at the mouth of the cave. Then, he blasted it down the mountain with his palm.

He kept his hands and feet busy the whole day, enlarging the originally not very spacious cave by nearly a hundred times.

Originally, Ling Yan didn't need to cultivate in a place that didn't require much in order to dig more than three meters deep. However, the more he dug, the more he worked, not only did he get more familiar with the true essence in his body, he also needed to use it more easily with the black sword in his hands. Since he could also use his energy to dig more holes, why not do so?

After a day of hard work, the cave became several hundred square meters and the ceiling became much taller. Ling Yan proudly circled around a few times. In the eyes of ordinary people, this cave was completely devoid of any light, but in Ling Yan's eyes, it was as bright as day.

Turning around, he caught a glimpse of a flash of light from the corner of his eye on the pillar to his left. "Eh?" "Ling Yan, come closer and take a closer look. It's a crystal as thick as a finger and embedded into the stone pillar." "Crystals?" "Ling Yan lifted his hand and touched it. It was as cold as water and as still as stone." The spirit energy in this mountain is thicker than the other places. Could it be that this mountain really has a crystal stone?

He muttered to himself as he started digging with his sword. He did not expect that the finger-sized crystal was only the tip of the iceberg. The deeper he dug, the bigger it got.

Although he had never seen what a crystal looked like with his own eyes, according to the description of the Jade Pupil Chip, a crystal should be as pure as possible. Not only did the high-grade crystal contain an astonishing amount of spirit energy, its shape was also almost transparent, not to mention a high-grade crystal, even the low-grade crystal was brighter than the high-grade crystal, but it was better than translucent. Raising it in front of his eyes, he could see the shadow of the palm across the way, and at the entrance of the cave, he should be able to see it more clearly.

"Hmm? "What is this?" Just as Ling Yan was about to put down the crystal ball, he suddenly noticed something in the crystal ball from a different angle. He turned the crystal ball in his hand, and this time, he could clearly see a silver-white object as thick as a middle finger in the center of the crystal ball.