Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

There is no doubt that the remains of these snakes are a rare treasure.

But when Shen Qing thought of his current situation, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured down from his head, cooling down the flames that had just risen.

What can be done with so many snake sloughs?

They can neither solve his predicament nor fill his stomach.

Even if they want to exchange them for corresponding wealth, they have to wait until they recover their cultivation and can escape from this place.

If they can't escape, no matter how many snake sloughs they have, they are just dead skins and have no value.

Shen Qing sighed in his heart and explored deeper.

He put his hands on the cold stone wall and groped around, but he didn't find even a crack, which made him extremely disappointed.

"Except for that green lake, is there really no way out?"

Shen Qing murmured in his heart.

He walked carefully along the winding stone wall, and his palms gently slid across the cold stone surface.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

There was a strange touch under his feet, as if he had stepped on something round and bulging.

A faint beam of stalagmite light happened to fall nearby.

With this faint light, Shen Qing slowly lowered his head and saw a hint of metallic luster among the dry bones on the ground.

Among the scattered remains, an ancient tripod the size of two palms was half hidden.

He let out a light exclamation, slowly squatted down, and fiddled with it to observe carefully.

I saw that this tripod had two ears and three feet, and its shape was simple and solemn.

The whole body was dim, full of green rust, and there were complicated patterns carved on the tripod.

It looked like cloud patterns lingering, and like a divine beast galloping.

Shen Qing hesitated, and carefully reached out his hand to touch the small tripod.

When Shen Qing's fingers gently touched the body of the tripod, he felt the indescribable warmth on the body of the tripod.

This warmth did not come from the outside, but from the inside of the tripod.

Shen Qing was surprised and realized that this ancient tripod was not an ordinary thing. Perhaps it contained some incredible power, but he was not knowledgeable enough to know the secret.

He took a deep breath and tried to use his true energy to control and perceive the world inside the tripod, but found that his true energy seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and could not go deep into it.

After studying for a long time, he had no clue.

Shen Qing was not in a hurry. He quietly put away the small tripod and explored along the stone wall again and again.

After finding that there was really no way out, Shen Qing did not stay for long and turned around and left to return to the original meditation place.

The flat land beside the pond.

Huangfu Rou opened her red lips lightly, closed her eyes and concentrated, and her body seemed to be surrounded by a gentle and majestic spiritual power.

As her thoughts flowed, the pure and unparalleled spiritual power rushed through her veins, turning into strands of delicate and silky warm air, gently passing through every inch of her skin.

A layer of light mist gradually filled the air.

It was the water stains left on her wet clothes, which gradually rose and condensed under the influence of these spiritual powers, and then turned into invisible and dissipated in the void.

As her sleeves fluttered, the wet clothes that were close to her body seemed to be gently stroked by invisible hands, and the clothes on Huangfu Rou's body returned to their original appearance.

Huangfu Rou slowly opened her eyes, and her sight inadvertently met with Shen Qing, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.

She didn't expect Shen Qing to recover faster than her.

The little messenger in front of her made her feel that the other party seemed to be surrounded by a layer of fine mist, which appeared and disappeared from time to time, making her more and more unable to see through.

Seeing that Huangfu Rou had recovered a lot, Shen Qing stepped forward and asked, "Sir, how do you feel now?"

"I have recovered some strength, a little better." Huangfu Rou changed the subject and asked, "I saw you just walked around here, did you find anything?"

"This should be the place where the big snake demon sheds its skin. I saw a lot of big snake remains in it." Shen Qing said truthfully, without choosing to hide: "In addition, I also found this tripod."

"Tripod?"

Shen Qing took out the three-legged tripod in his arms and placed it between the two of them.

In Shen Qing's opinion, this cave is so big, and the two of them will have to spend a few days together. Many things cannot be hidden well.

It is better to be honest than to hide and guard against each other and put yourself in a passive position.

Perhaps Huangfu Rou, as a child of a big family, is knowledgeable and can recognize the origin of this small tripod.

After Huangfu Rou took the small tripod in his hand and looked at it for a few times, he returned the small tripod.

She found that it was just an ancient style burial sacrificial tripod, ordinary, and nothing special.

"My lord, did you recognize the origin of this tripod?" Shen Qing asked when he saw Huangfu Rou's performance.

"It's just an ordinary burial object, nothing special."

An ordinary burial object?

"My lord, when you touched this tripod, didn't you feel warm?"

"No, I just felt cold bronze." Huangfu Rou shook her head and said.

Shen Qing looked surprised.

Now he touched the tripod and it was warm at the touch, emitting layers of heat, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

Why didn't Huangfu Rou notice it?

He was a little puzzled.

At this moment, Huangfu Rou interrupted him and asked, "Besides the snake skin and this tripod, did you find any other exits when you patrolled inside?"

Shen Qing came back to his senses, pointed at the green lake in front of him and said helplessly: "The end of the cave is a stone wall, which is a dead end. If we want to get out, we still have to find a way out of this pool."

Huangfu Rou was stunned after hearing this, nodded and said: "It seems that we still have to stay here for a few days, and then talk about other things after we recover some of our cultivation."

Shen Qing sighed and said: "That's about it."

Huangfu Rou glanced at Shen Qing and asked: "Shen Chasi, is your family a poor family?"

The so-called poor family is a declining clan with a legacy from the ancestors.

Even if this kind of clan is in decline, there will often be a little bit of inheritance.

In her impression, there is no big family with the surname Shen in Yongzhou or even the surrounding areas.

Shen Qing was able to recover so quickly, maybe he was also from a poor family and had a family heritage.

Shen Qing didn't know what Huangfu Rou was thinking, so he denied it flatly: "My Lord, before I came to Yongzhou, I lived at the foot of Shicheng Mountain in Taiping County. My family has been hunting for generations, so we are not from a poor family."

Hunter? !

Huangfu Rou's eyes flashed with extreme surprise.

She guessed that the man in front of her had most likely relied on his own skills to get to where he is, but she never thought that he was actually a small hunter at the beginning.

However, this made her even more confused.

Since this guy is a hunter, why did he recover so quickly? He was actually on par with her, or even faster.