2220: C2220 The Treasures of the Snowy Peak

C2220 The Treasures of the Snowy Peak

The light green liquid in the teacup emits a unique fragrance.1

Due to Meng Ran's extraordinary physique, this kind of fragrance was basically useless when he smelled it. However, if an ordinary person smelled it like this, they would definitely feel refreshed, and their fatigue would be swept away.

Even if Meng Ran did not drink this so-called tea brewed from the 'divine spring', he could tell. This kind of spring water was absolutely beneficial to the human body. It was not an exaggeration to call it 'divine spring' by the locals.

Meng Ran had just arrived in Tibet City. The black and white photos from decades ago and the things that the local people called the 'divine spring' appeared one after another.

Instinct told Meng Ran that he had made the right decision on this trip.

"Minister, I'm not lying. This divine spring cost me five hundred yuan. I spent a lot of effort to get it from the Guardian Sage Gongbu. Have a taste." Zhou Tao explained honestly.

Meng Ran frowned, "Sage Master Gongbu? Is he a martial cultivator?"

"No, I've secretly investigated his aura several times. It's not a martial cultivator or Spell Cultivator. I've heard from the locals that Sage Master Gongbu and the others have been guarding the divine spring for generations, just like believers. They are willing to give up everything for the divine spring, not asking for anything in return..."

Before Zhou Tao could finish his words, he was interrupted by the hot-tempered Tang Yong.

"Pui! What bullshit Saint Master? When he asked you for money, why didn't he say that he didn't ask for anything in return? He told me to look. He was just a bunch of swindlers who pretended to be able to cure hundreds of diseases, deceiving the local people! "

Tang Yong's words were not unreasonable. In modern society, there were many scammers like this.

However, zhou Tao firmly denied his words and said solemnly: "Impossible! You have never seen Sage Master Gong Bu before. You are slandering a good person!"

"Bullsh * t! I'm slandering him?"

Seeing the two of them about to quarrel again, Meng Ran was really impatient. He opened his palm and pressed down with his five fingers.

The air in the wooden house seemed to have been smashed by a heavy hammer and instantly became ten million times heavier!

The shoulders of the two people, whose faces were flushed red due to the fight, sank. They did not even have time to react. With a bang, their four limbs landed on the ground. Their faces and the ground gave a passionate kiss.

Meng Ran looked at the two men with an expressionless face, and his tone was as cold as if he was counting nine cold days, "I'll ask a question, and you two will answer. If you have any more nonsense to say, you will stay in Sichuan, and you will not have to return to TND for the rest of your lives."

Because of the pressure from Meng Ran's magic strength, the two of them could not raise their heads. They could only desperately roll their eyes and beg Meng Ran.

From their point of view, Meng Ran naturally understood what they were trying to say. Only then did he let out a cold snort and withdraw his pressure.

The two of them immediately struggled to get up from the ground. Their clothes were completely drenched in cold sweat. They started admiring this young man in front of them, and now they were in awe of him.

This was truly a malefic!

"That Sage Master Gong Bu hasn't left yet, right?"

Zhou Tao hurriedly nodded his head in agreement, afraid that he would anger Meng Ran if he answered too late.

Meng Ran nodded his head thoughtfully, and then couldn't help but look at the black and white pictures on the table.

On the photos, there was a towering snow mountain that reached into the clouds. It did not look strange, but Meng Ran's pitch-black eyes were staring at the snow mountain, as if there was some shocking secret hidden in the snow mountain!

"Legend has it that the snow on the mountain has not melted for thousands of years. Is it true?" Meng Ran's eyelids were lowered, and his voice was emotionless.

Tang Yong hurriedly replied, "It is true! Absolutely true! Old Zhou and I went to the Bureau of Geology to investigate the geographical documents of Sichuan! The historical documents recorded in the texts can be traced back to at least the Tang Song era a thousand years ago. At that time, the snow on Mount Wushan has already existed on a large scale, and it has yet to melt."

Meng Ran's eyes were filled with hesitation. Unsure, he thought to himself.

It can't be such a coincidence. Could it be that an ice-attributed treasure has really been born at the top of Mount Witchcraft?

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