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After hearing about Ling Mumei's past, Ye Mo Han had become even more respectful towards this old man. The two talked more and more in the valley. Although they still ate black fish as food, Ye Mo Han still started to kill the black fish. Even though there was no other ingredient, the two of them still enjoyed the taste. In the blink of an eye, a few months had passed, and Ye Wen's power had fully recovered. The deep valley was not divided into four seasons. Because it was like a deep well, the sun only felt its presence when it was at the top of the valley.

Ye Mo Han and Ling Mumei had spent more than half a year together, so it could be said that they had become old friends. Ling Mumei had Ye Shuanghan as her little friend, and although she would occasionally sigh deeply, her mood was much better than when she was alone. Ye Mo had been in the valley for a long time, and his power had been restored. He had a strong desire to leave the valley. If there was nothing to do, he would just squat down by the spring and examine it. Ling Mumei saw this and remained silent, pretending that she didn't know anything.

Ye Wen woke up with a cold, and after his injuries were healed, he was ordered by Ling Mumei to not sleep on the stone bed. Instead, he had him find some straw to spread on the ground and use it as a bed. Ye Mo Han slept on the ground for nearly half a year. That morning, there was a layer of mist in the valley. Ye Mo was still sleeping when he heard some unusual sounds. The sounds were so rustling that it sounded like cloth was tearing at his ears, and Ye Wen was tossing and turning the sheets to sleep. The sounds became more and more concentrated, until it sounded like human bones had been shattered. Ye Han sat up in anxiety, and the stone bed was empty. It turned out that Ling Mumei had already woken up.

Ye Wen followed the sound out of the stone house and saw a strange scene not far from the spring. Ling Mumei stood at the edge of the spring, her arms spread wide. The spring water had already formed into a column as tall as his people. Between Ling Mumei and the water pillar, there were bursts of pale white gas. The white gas was slowly circling up from the water surface, and the spring water on the surface was also slowly gathering upwards. The spring water was originally a light purple color, but after forming the water column, it seemed to emit a blue light.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mo knew that Ling Mumei had used her inner force to gather the spring water, but he could not figure out why Ling Mumei was doing this. The cold leaf had come closer to the spring, and the originally strange sound was no longer like the tearing of cloth or the shattering of human bones. Instead, it was like the sound of flowing water. Even though the water level was rising, the water level of the spring was only a foot or so lower than usual. Obviously, the water on the other side was flowing in continuously, so it was impossible to gather it all by human means.

"You're awake." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ling Mumei slowly said. I originally wanted to let you see the undercurrents at the bottom of this spring.

Followed by a popping sound, the water column that was as tall as two men suddenly fell into the spring, splashing everywhere and landing on the two men. Ye Wen felt a chill on his body and immediately became more clear-headed. Hearing Ling Mumei's efforts, just to let him take a look at the undercurrents at the bottom of the spring, Ye Shuang Han was deeply moved.

"Senior, why must you be so troublesome? I can just jump in and take a look myself." "This …" Ye Mo Han was filled with confidence after recovering his power. Even if there's poison in this water, after I've eaten black fish for half a year, the poison will have no effect on me at all. "

Ling Mumei looked at the rippling spring water and said, "The poison doesn't matter, but if you go against the current, it will take at least six hours. Furthermore, the secret passage is filled with strange rocks, and if you're not careful, you'll get stuck. I know that Martial Arts can only last for four hours in the water, and it is in a motionless state. "

The Breath Suspending Technique was created a hundred years ago by a great bandit. This technique was simple and easy to cultivate, but its purity was related to inner force. This method allowed a person to not need to breathe underwater for a short period of time. Just as Ling Mumei said, to be able to hold their breath in water for four hours was the highest realm that the Breath Suspending Technique could reach. With Ye Mo Han's internal energy, it would not be difficult for him to cultivate the Breath Suspending Technique to four hours, but it would take him six hours to cross the current. Even if Ye Mo Han mastered the skill, how could he travel for so long in the current? The most likely outcome was that they would be pushed back to their side due to the undercurrent. If they were unlucky and got stuck in the Undercurrent with the Dark Stone, they would have to die in the secret passage.

If it was as Ling Mumei had said, could he really not get to the bottom of this? Of course, Ye Mo Han didn't believe it. If Ling Mu Mei could go out, he believed that he could go out too. However, he had to receive Ling Mumei's guidance, so he purposely said, "Senior, it's best if you don't keep me in suspense. You can also tell that I'm very anxious to leave this place. If there's any complete method, you should hurry up and tell me."

Ling Mumei laughed, "Look at you, I've already told you about this method. You have to swim against the current and cross this secret passage. "But your skills need to be improved, why don't you tell me about your matter first, and then beg me to teach you how to go against the flow to cross the secret passage, maybe this old man will agree."

Ye Mo Han couldn't help laughing. It was obvious that Ling Mumei was trying to find out more about him. Thinking back to the past half year, he already understood Ling Mumei's past very well. Ling Mumei had never asked about her fall, and Ye Wen had thought Ling Mumei was indifferent to it. Now that she was suddenly mentioned by him and recalled all her encounters in the martial arts world, as well as the incident where she was thrown off the cliff by Zhang Qingwu, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of sorrow and sadness.

When Ye Wen Han heard Zhang Qingwu say that his grandfather was the founder of the Emerald Pavilion, he was shocked and could not believe it. Ye Mo Han's feelings towards the three words "Emerald Jade Pavilion" became complicated and changeable. It turned out that Chi Feng had created the pavilion, and among its members was his father, who had died because of the pavilion. He did not have any hatred towards the pavilion, but rather longed to see Ye Sheng make the entire martial arts world pale in comparison. And now, the jade pavilion that he hated, the pavilion that he had been playing with, was actually founded by his own grandfather. Although his grandfather had already passed away for many years, Ye Wen still felt unwilling and helpless. How could this Jade Pavilion, which had been created by so many people, tie up the fate of the Ye Family's three generations of ancestors?

All the sects and organizations in the world are made up of people. No matter which organization or sect it was, they had all committed evil, and those evil deeds had more or less affected the future generations. Without the existence of a sect, would an individual be unable to bring out all of that evil? Was it only when everyone was full of evil that the evil hidden in the hearts of men would be thoroughly aroused?

Ye Mo Han retracted his thoughts, Ling Mumei was looking at him amiably, her kind expression seemed to be encouraging him to speak his mind. However, what was the cold worry in Ye Wen's heart? Did he want to go back to the martial arts world and destroy the entire Jade Pavilion? He did, but he wasn't sure if he could do it.