Han Xiao climbed the Heaven-Piercing Peak by himself. For the first two months, Han Xiao requested that he shorten the time he spent every day. It was only a few days ago that Uncle Zhong requested that he carry a wooden bucket on his back while climbing the Heaven-Piercing Peak. Uncle Zhong also instructed that when chopping wood in the future, one should use their left hand and not their right hand.
Han Xiao felt that he had returned to the time when he had just ascended Heaven Piercing Peak. The blood blisters and injuries that had long since disappeared appeared on his body that was even more tender than a woman's because he had been soaking in medicinal baths all day.
Uncle Zhong's wooden barrel was small and big. He didn't know what material it was made of, but it was dead heavy. Even with Han Xiao's current strength of a few hundred pounds, the wooden bucket on his back actually felt heavy.
Fortunately, Han Xiao's body had changed a lot during the continuous training. After only half a year, Han Xiao had gotten used to the weight of the wooden barrel.
In this half a year, the one who had changed the most was probably Huo 'er. He remembered that half a year ago, he was in a medicinal bath with a puppet. This fellow actually flew in unsteadily and fell into the bucket.
Of course, this was what Uncle Ting Zhong said. When he opened his eyes, that guy was already soaking in front of him like a duck.
Ever since he had carried this wooden bucket, Huo 'er would squat in the bucket early every day, waiting for him to carry it and climb the Sky Peak together. From time to time, it would make a sound in the bucket, as if urging Han Xiao to climb faster.
After a day of cultivation, Han Xiao lay on the bed and stroked the glossy feathers on Huo 'er's body, thinking about what his master had just said at the dining table.
Master said that tomorrow was Senior Sister Linglong's birthday. Uncle Gaji sent a letter saying that he was going to bring Jin Ling 'er up the mountain to celebrate her birthday.
In the two years that Han Xiao had gone up the mountain, Uncle Gaji had never gone up the mountain. The two times that he had sent daily necessities up the mountain were only sent by his tribe's trusted aides. He had never been here.
He thought of that rough tribal man, and the only impression he had was that one sentence: Do you want revenge?
Han Xiao shook his head and collected his thoughts. Thinking that tomorrow was his senior sister's birthday, he had been taken care of by her since he came up the mountain. He had come up to Heaven-Piercing Peak clean and had nothing on him. He didn't know how to give his senior sister a present.
As he thought about it, Han Xiao unconsciously increased the strength in his hand, causing Huo 'er's neck to hurt. Huo' er shook a few times but failed to shake off Han Xiao's hand. She unconsciously raised her head and pecked at Han Xiao's wrist.
"Ah!" Han Xiao only felt a burst of pain and numbness in his wrist. He could not help but retract his hand and hurriedly looked at his wrist. He saw a red dot on his wrist, but there was no wound. He saw Huo 'er standing in front of his chest, spreading her wings and chattering non-stop at him.
Han Xiao suddenly thought of something and got off the bed. Huo 'er was so shocked that she jumped to the side of the bed and watched Han Xiao put on his clothes in a flash. He then ran to Uncle Zhong's courtyard across the street and carried the herb basket on his back. He took two sharp hammers and a spatula that Uncle Zhong used to pick herbs when he climbed the mountain. Then, he dashed out.
Han Xiao ran to the stairs of the Heaven-Piercing Peak. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he looked up at the Heaven-Piercing Peak in the distance and thought to himself, God bless me, don't let me see wrongly. Then, he leaped towards Heaven-Piercing Peak.
The moonlight was like water. Today was the fifteenth day of the month. The full moon hung in the sky not far away. The moonlight seemed to flow in the air, gently sliding to every corner of the Shiwan Mountain.
Han Xiao didn't know how big the Hundred Thousand Mountains were, but he knew very well how big the Heaven-Piercing Peak was. These two years were enough for Han Xiao to travel to all the places that he could go to on the Heaven-Piercing Peak. Even so, Han Xiao still felt that the Heaven-Piercing Peak was very, very big. At least, he had never seen a mountain that was taller and bigger than the Heaven-Piercing Peak.
It was Han Xiao's first time climbing the Sky-Piercing Peak at night. In the surrounding forest, grass, and rocks, there were some indistinguishable cries of birds and beasts from time to time. There were also some small beasts that occasionally came out to hunt for food at night under his feet. They only felt a gust of wind blowing over their heads. When they looked up again, they could only see a black shadow floating far away in the night sky. Then, they lowered their heads again and enjoyed the peace and happiness that belonged to them.
Han Xiao had never felt that he was running so smoothly before. He felt as if he had eyes under his feet. He knew where he was going to land before he even raised his foot. It was like a wisp of green smoke drifting in the wind, or like a leaf following the flow.
Usually, it would take Han Xiao at least an hour to reach the top of Heaven-Piercing Peak, but today, Han Xiao felt that the time he used was far less than an hour. When Han Xiao reached the top of Heaven-Piercing Peak, the moon seemed to have not moved. It was still hanging there.
Han Xiao climbed up to the top of Chatian Peak. Without stopping, he jumped up and grabbed the eaves of the Star Picking Pavilion with both hands. With a push of his arms, he climbed up the Star Picking Pavilion himself.
The summit of Chatian Peak had long surpassed the snow line, and the top of the peak was covered with snow that had not changed for thousands of years. When Han Xiao first arrived, he was still not used to it. However, after training on the mountain for a month, he felt a little immune to the cold and heat, so he did not feel cold.
The cold moonlight flowed in the air like water. Through the moonlight, Han Xiao looked up a few times. The snow on the mountain peak reflected the moonlight and did not appear very dark. Han Xiao reached out and took out a bundle of rope from his basket. One end of the rope was tied to a Thorn Chain, and the end of the chain was a nine-clawed chain hook.
This was the tool that Uncle Zhong usually used to pick herbs. Han Xiao saw Uncle Zhong shake his hand and throw the Hundred Refined Rope a few hundred feet away, while he himself was like a bird flying while holding onto the rope.
The rope was also tanned with the tendons of some unknown animal. It was soft, light, and slightly elastic but very tough.
Although Han Xiao had never used it before, he had taken it out to play with it when he was bored. Not to mention the distance, he was quite confident that it would be within 100 feet.
Standing on the top of the Star Picking Pavilion, he looked up and estimated that he was about a thousand feet away from the peak.
Han Xiao squinted his eyes and observed for a while. He held the rope in his left hand and the Thorny Refined Rope in his right hand. He leisurely swung it twice and then threw it out with a swoosh. The Nine-clawed Interlocking Hook brought the Thorny Refined Rope and flew out a hundred feet.
The Thorn Refined Rope instantly wrapped itself around a protruding icicle. The Thorn Refined Rope wrapped itself around the icicle twice, and Han Xiao's nine-clawed chain hook caught the Thorn Refined Rope with a pull and a push.
Han Xiao pulled on the rope to make sure it was stable. Then, he held the rope in one hand and the sharp hammer in the other as he climbed up towards the top of Heaven-Piercing Peak step by step.
After climbing up for about ten zhang, Han Xiao felt a little overwhelmed. This was because Han Xiao realized that the more he left Star Picking Pavilion, the stronger the gale on the mountain became.
At this moment, Han Xiao realized that his master had paid great attention to the construction of Star Picking Pavilion and the steps he had carved. The winding steps happened to be in the leeward direction, and Star Picking Pavilion happened to be in the wind nest at the peak of Heaven Piercing Peak. This was mentioned in a book that Han Xiao had read before. It said that no matter how strong the wind was around the wind nest, the wind inside the wind nest would be much smaller. As for the size of the wind nest, it had to be measured according to the actual situation. It seemed that when his master built the pavilion back then, regardless of the width or height of the pavilion, he had gone through a strict calculation.
Han Xiao shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind. Now was not the time to think about these things. If he was not careful, he would be ranked in the immortal class.
Han Xiao lowered his head to look at the black mountain under his feet. He quickly gathered his thoughts and pulled the rope in his hand tightly. He held the hammer and climbed up the mountain step by step.
Every time he climbed a certain distance, Han Xiao had to find a place to land and retrieve the Thorny Chain of Hundred Refinement to throw it again. The higher he climbed, the stronger the wind became, and the accuracy of throwing it with one hand was not as accurate. It took Han Xiao nearly two hours to climb half of the short distance of several hundred feet.
Han Xiao found a protruding rock and nestled in the crack of the rock to catch his breath. He really couldn't understand why the wind on the peak was so sharp. Although he had mentally prepared himself, he still felt that he had underestimated the power of the mountain wind.
No wonder Master said that other than the orthodox Five Elements Mystic Sect, there were many other intelligent people who had created some special cultivation methods, and the power of wind was one of them.
When he heard his master say this, he was a little disapproving. Now it seemed that he was really wrong.
Han Xiao raised his head and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the top of Heaven-Piercing Peak. He thought that if he went down now, all the effort he had spent tonight would be in vain. How could he give up halfway? He braced himself and continued climbing.
After much effort, Han Xiao finally reached out his hand and placed it on the ice on the peak. Han Xiao carefully poked half of his head out to check on the situation on the peak, but he was almost swallowed by a cold wind. He had no choice but to hold his breath and look forward.
Han Xiao discovered that the summit was just as he had imagined. It was not very large, but the mountain wind had blown away a few stubborn rocks that were still lying there stubbornly. It was considered flat.
Other than some exposed rocks, the peak was covered with a layer of ice, emitting a faint cold light under the moonlight.
Han Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the center. He saw a depression in the middle. He could not see it from afar, nor did he know how deep it was.
Han Xiao held the hammer and slowly crawled forward. For some reason, the mountain wind suddenly became much weaker. He looked up at the clouds in the sky that seemed to be frozen under the moonlight. The lonely night finally showed the tranquility she should have.
Han Xiao secretly rejoiced. He climbed to the side of a rock and fixed the Thorny Hundred Strings Rope to a nearby rock. A rock that could stand up to this day in such an environment must be very stable. Just like that, Han Xiao pulled the rope and held the hammer as he moved to the side of the depression and looked down.
Han Xiao almost forgot that he was on the peak of the mountain. He saw that the depression was like the medicine bucket he used to bathe in all day, but it was many times bigger.
Due to the long years of wind and rain, the surrounding rock walls had long been smooth and round. The bottom of the bucket was covered with snow. In the middle of the snow, there was a plant quietly floating on the snow. From afar, one could not see what it looked like, but it was as clear as jade, emitting a faint, cold, but also warm white-fog-like light.
Upon closer inspection, the plant seemed to be breathing. Under the moonlight, it seemed to be absorbing the light of the moon.
Han Xiao looked at the plant and was extremely excited. His judgment was indeed correct.
It turned out that every time Han Xiao and his senior sister climbed up to rest, her senior sister liked to stand on a high place and look into the distance, as if this way, her mind would also be broadened. Therefore, ever since he climbed the Heaven-Piercing Peak alone, he would stand at the top of the peak and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world like his senior sister. After a while, when Han Xiao happened to raise his head to take a look, he would vaguely realize that when the sunlight and moonlight shone on the peak, it was as if something was absorbing the light of the sun and moon into the peak.
This feeling was very vague. He only had this feeling when he vaguely glanced at it. However, this feeling had become more and more obvious in the past month.
What Han Xiao did not know was that this kind of plant would only show this kind of situation when it bloomed. Before it started, it had been quietly accumulating its power in this secret place. Otherwise, with Han Zhitian and Ye Shuangyue's strength, how could they not notice this strange place when they lived on the Sky Piercing Peak?
Han Xiao looked at the plant in the middle of the snowflakes, then looked at the bottom of the bucket that was covered by the fluffy snowflakes. He did not know how deep it was, but the hole was about a hundred feet deep. It should not be shallow under the snow.
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