I rely on talismans to seek longevity

When Luo Ling fell off the griffin, he wanted to get back on it, but he didn't have a rope or a lasso, so he couldn't get back on it. He could only hear the whirring sound on both sides of him, and he kept falling. The griffin was flying at a height of several miles. If he fell like this, even a great martial artist would be crushed, not to mention that Luo Ling was just a martial artist. If Luo Ling remembered the "light body talisman" he had drawn, he would feel it activated, and his body would feel lighter for a short time, but he would feel that the speed of falling was a little slower, which was basically ineffective.

Luo Ling suddenly ran out of ideas. He thought to himself, I'm really going to fall to my death. This is too bad. If I fall to my death from a griffin, people will probably talk about me for a long time. But what else can I do? Luo Ling didn't want to struggle anymore. All he could think about were his parents, the Gu family brothers and sisters, how Xin'er would be sad, the brothers and the elders in Luojia Village, and suddenly he thought of Uncle Fu. It seemed that Uncle Fu had said that when I encounter something I can't solve, I can open the brocade bag. Yes, I still have a brocade bag. Uncle Fu gave me five brocade bags. Luo Ling quickly took out a white brocade bag from the storage bag and opened it. There was only a talisman inside, which Luo Ling didn't recognize. At this time, Luo Ling was very close to the ground, no more than a few dozen feet.

Since it was the talisman left by Uncle Fu, no matter what, he should try his best. Luo Ling immediately activated the talisman, and saw a flash of light, and Luo Ling, who was falling, suddenly disappeared.

In a cave in the Swift Wind Mountains, the light inside was not very bright, but it was very dry. There were many dead bodies of Swift Wind Wolves lying everywhere. If you look closely, you will find that these wolves were not killed by humans, but died of old age. It looks more like a wolf grave. Suddenly, a person fell down from nowhere, as if something came out of nothing, falling directly from the air.

It was Luo Ling who fell out. Before Luo Ling could react, he had a close contact with the ground. He suddenly felt a little dazed. Fortunately, he did not fall very high, otherwise he would have turned into a pulp. Luo Ling slowly stood up and looked around. Except for the dozen dead wolves, there was nothing else. Luo Ling walked forward and checked a wolf. He confirmed that these were all old and dead Swift Wolves. Some of them were estimated to have reached the peak of the first level.

The fur of the wolves that died early was no longer spiritual and could not be used to make talismans. Only two of them were still good. In the spirit of not wasting, Luo Ling directly put the two wolves into the storage bag. Luo Ling's storage bag was too small, and after putting these two Swift Winds in it, it was basically full.

After collecting the fur of the Wind Wolf, Luo Ling could start looking for a way out. This cave was quite special. Luo Ling walked for a long time before he found an exit. When he continued to walk outside the cave, he walked deeper and deeper, until he walked into another cave. Then Luo Ling realized that he had taken the wrong path.

This cave is bigger than the wolf tomb. When Luo Ling walked in, he found that there were stone beds and stone tables inside the cave. Could it be that someone lived here before? Or is this a secret place itself? Luo Ling had entered a secret place before and gained a lot from it.

Luo Ling searched carefully and found nothing, not even an ordinary book. It seemed that this place was not the residence of cultivators. So he walked out along the way he came in. After walking for a long time, he found that he had run to the wolf tomb opposite. So Luo Ling did not believe in evil, made a mark on the road, and walked out again. This time he walked into this big cave again. Luo Ling still did not believe in evil, and continued to walk. He walked many times, back and forth between these two places, but he could not get out.

"Alas," Luo Ling sighed, then walked to the stone bed to practice. When Luo Ling was practicing, he suddenly found that the stone bed could calm his mind and practice faster than usual. Luo Ling waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew, blowing away the dust on the stone bed. Looking at the stone bed again, he found that it was a whole piece of jade. Touching it with his hand, he felt warm and moist. It seemed to be a piece of warm jade. Legend has it that the best warm jade, if made into a bed, can achieve the effect of warm in winter and cool in summer. Of course, if practitioners use it for practice, it can also have an auxiliary effect on practice.

It seems that this place must be the residence of cultivators, otherwise there would be no such items. Unfortunately, they are too big to fit into the storage bag.

The places where practitioners live usually take into account the local mountain terrain to form corresponding formations to avoid unintentional disturbances from ordinary people.

Luo Ling ran to the front of the tables and chairs and checked them out, and found that they were indeed just ordinary tables and chairs. Then he walked to the mountain wall near the stone bed and knocked here and there, but he did not hear any hollow sound coming back from inside. Is there really no way out? It is definitely impossible. If the wolf can get in, there must be a way out. It's just that this place may be sealed and hidden.

Luo Ling used the Qi-Looking Technique to slowly look along the stone wall, checking it foot by foot. Finally, he found the flow of Qi at the fork between the two cave entrances. However, the flow was very small and weak, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to detect it.