With the help of the Flying Tiger Claw and the climbing rope, Hua Qingcheng climbed down the steep and slippery cliff, almost stepping on empty air several times.
Although Hua Qingcheng didn't have Yang Aoxue's skill of climbing walls and flying overhead, she was agile and quick to react. After an hour of effort, she finally climbed from the top of the thousand-foot-high Forgetfulness Cliff to the bottom.
"Sister Hua, are you okay?"
Looking at Hua Qingcheng who looked a little embarrassed, Yang Aoxue, who had arrived earlier, asked with concern.
"Sister Yang, I'm fine. Let's check the situation here first."
"Um."
While Yang Aoxue was observing the surrounding environment, Hua Qingcheng took the opportunity to put all the climbing equipment on her body into the space.
"Strange? There is no other place here except this shallow beach on the edge. Where would Aaron be?" Yang Aoxue looked around, looking at the vast cliff top and the deep pool, frowning slightly.
"Sister Yang, if I'm not mistaken, Young Master Long should be at the bottom of the cold pond. There must be another world inside."
After Hua Qingcheng checked the situation at the bottom of the Forgetful Cliff, she became more certain of her guess. After all, this was the situation of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu in "The Return of the Condor Heroes".
"At the bottom of the cold pond?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Aoxue narrowed her eyes slightly, and after a little thought, she suddenly realized.
"Hmm. I wonder how good Sister Yang's swimming abilities are?"
"Don't worry, Sister Hua. I lived in the East China Sea for a while when I was young, so I have no problem swimming. Moreover, judging by the current situation, I'm afraid it's really as Sister Hua said, and Aaron is most likely at the bottom of this cold pond. Okay, then I'll give it a try."
The action-oriented Yang Aoxue immediately dove into the cold pool. However, strangely, no matter how hard she swam, a mysterious force seemed to push her back. Unconvinced, Yang Aoxue tried and failed repeatedly, only to try again and again, repeating this process dozens of times.
"This cold pond is so strange! Why is it that no matter how I swim, I am pushed back and can never reach the bottom?" Yang Aoxue suppressed the impatience in her heart and tried to calm herself down to think and analyze carefully.
"Sister Yang, you take a break first, I'll try."
Hua Qingcheng stretched her arms and legs, did some warm-up exercises, and then dove into the cold pool. Just as Yang Aoxue had said, no matter how hard she swam, she would always be pushed back by the swirling current, unable to reach the bottom of the pool.
“It’s true!”
After trying several times without success, Hua Qingcheng decisively went ashore to rest. After all, swimming was very tiring, especially the freezing cold water, which gave Hua Qingcheng goose bumps.
"Sister Hua, I'm already extremely grateful that you can accompany me here. But this cold pond is unfathomable, and the chill penetrates your bones. You don't have any internal energy to protect you, so catching a cold or getting sick is a small matter. But if something unexpected happens, Aoxue will feel bad. Let Aoxue handle the rest of the process by yourself!"
Looking at Hua Qingcheng who was like a drowned chicken, Yang Aoxue first used her internal energy to dry her body and clothes, and then dried her dripping hair. Hua Qingcheng instantly regained her fresh and neat appearance.
"Sister Yang, you..."
Hua Qingcheng wanted to say that there was no need to waste her inner energy on her, as it was just a matter of taking a shower, drying her hair with a hairdryer, and changing clothes. However, she couldn't let outsiders know about the space, so she had no choice but to accept Yang Aoxue's kindness.
"Sister Yang, wait a minute!"
Seeing Yang Aoxue about to jump into the cold pond again, Hua Qingcheng hurriedly called her to stop.
"There must be a whirlpool down there. No matter how hard we swim, we'll be swept back by the swirling current. Sister Yang, swimming like this until dark won't help."
"It seems to be true. I wonder what Sister Yihua thinks. How can we get through the whirlpool and get to the bottom of the cold pool?" Knowing that A Long might be at the bottom of the cold pool, but still unable to enter the cold pool, Yang Aoxue couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
"Increase the impact force. Let's try climbing higher." After trying several times and confirming that the direction of events was consistent with "The Return of the Condor Heroes" written by Mr. Jin, Hua Qingcheng suggested decisively.
"good."
Then Yang Aoxue used the Flying Tiger Claw to climb along the cliff. Five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters, twenty meters, twenty-five meters, after trying several times, finally when the height reached thirty meters, Yang Aoxue used the force of the high altitude acceleration to rush into the cold pool.
"It seems Sister Yang succeeded!"
Hua Qingcheng was delighted when she saw this, and she immediately used the Flying Tiger Claw to climb up. When she reached a height of thirty meters, she aimed at the cold pond and jumped down.
The icy water chilled her to the bone. Fortunately, Hua Qingcheng had replenished herself with some high-calorie compressed biscuits before entering the water. The water was crystal clear, and the view was clear. Hua Qingcheng quickly swam downstream...
At the bottom of the deep pool at Wangqing Cliff, Long Yitian, dressed in white, was using a bamboo stick to pick fish from the cold pond. As usual, after catching a few fish, he built a fire by the cold pond and roasted them. Once the fish were cooked, he turned and walked towards the bamboo house not far away.
"Crack~"
Long Yitian pushed open the door of the bamboo house, put the grilled fish and picked wild fruits into the wooden plate on the table, and mixed two cups of honey water and placed them on the table.
"Brother Feng, it's time for lunch!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Long!"
Hearing Long Yitian's call, Feng Lingyan, who was sewing clothes, immediately put down the needle and thread in her hand, turned the wheelchair and slowly walked out of the inner room door, and smiled gratefully at Long Yitian.
"How are you feeling today?"
Long Yitian walked from the dining table to behind Feng Lingyan, pushed his wheelchair to the side of the dining table, and squatted in front of Feng Lingyan to check his legs.
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