After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

Three days later, the four finally reached the end of the snow abyss.

"This……"

Looking at the huge stone gate that appeared before them, the four of them looked at each other in surprise.

In front of everyone was a huge, ancient and heavy stone gate, with patterns of snow monsters and other monsters carved on the pillars on both sides of the stone gate.

At the top of the stone gate are four large ancient characters "Origin of Snow in the World", and in the middle of the stone gate there is a semicircular hole the size of a fist.

"There have always been stories about the ancient Lingbing tribe in the Snow Cave area. According to legend, the Lingbing tribe lives in the snow source away from the world." Chang Hun looked up and down at the huge stone door that was dozens of feet high, his shock beyond words. "It seems that the legend may be true."

"The Lingbing Clan?" Gu Qing's eyes widened, a look of disbelief on her face. "So, we are, this is..."

"Since the Lingbing Clan exists, then all the legends about them are likely to be true." Chang Hun sighed, and then his eyes fell on the hole on the stone gate. "Although we have reached the territory of the Lingbing Clan, we cannot enter this gate. To open this gate, we need a key... Don't touch it!"

Chang Hun shouted to stop him, but it was too late.

Ling Cang's hand touched the edge of the pit and was cut by the sharp protrusion on the edge. A drop of blood flowed out from his fingertips and soaked the huge stone door. It was instantly sucked in by the strange stone door, leaving no trace.

Feeling the tiny wound on his finger, Ling Cang was extremely shocked.

He was protected by the Taixu Illusion Mirror, but he was actually injured by a stone?

Before he could think more, he felt a violent vibration from under his feet. Debris kept falling from the mountain walls on both sides, as if to bury the people in the snow abyss alive.

At the same time, the heavy and ancient stone door slowly rose, revealing the brilliance inside.

"Get in quickly!"

After the four people stepped into the gate, the stone door closed again, and the snow abyss outside gradually returned to calm.

Several people standing in a cave turned around, closed the big stone door behind them, and looked at the surrounding environment again.

At this moment, they were in a long cave. The cave was extremely dark and there were traces of human excavation on the walls.

They walked forward for a while, and gradually more murals appeared on the surrounding stone walls, depicting a lot of ancient murals.

These murals are brightly colored and have clear stripes. They have been preserved extremely well underground without being eroded by wind and rain. After such a long time, they look as new as if they were just painted.

Yu Nian wanted to touch the mural next to him with his hand, but was stopped by Chang Hun.

Chang Hun was also impressed by these two masters and apprentices. They just touched everything they saw. He couldn't help but hold his forehead and said slowly, "This place looks very strange. It's better to be careful."

Yu Nian withdrew his hand in dismay, looked at the mural on the wall, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chang, what is the pattern on this mural?"

She could only barely make out some human figures, and she was completely confused as to what the movements meant. What's more, there were some strange patterns on the wall that looked like ancient characters.

"These murals record some events from ancient times." Chang Hun stroked his chin, pondering carefully while looking at the pictures. Then he pointed at a few of them and said, "This part seems to depict the story of how the people of the Lingbing tribe fought against monsters to protect their homeland... And those patterns that look like words should be the language used by the people of the Lingbing tribe."

As they spoke, Chang Hun and the others walked to the next picture.

"And in this scene, the people of the Lingbing Clan seem to be worshipping something, a human with wings... perhaps, the leader of the ancient Lingbing Clan?!"

"This painting shows the Spirit Ice Clan subduing a snow monster and turning it into the tribe's guardian monster. From then on, the snow monster obeyed the orders of the Spirit Ice Clan..."

"And this painting depicts the story of the ancestors of the Lingbing Clan, who transformed from a demonic beast into a human... Could it be that the people of the Lingbing Clan have demonic beast blood?"

Chang Hun read these murals as stories and enjoyed them very much. The four of them walked slowly in the cave. Chang Hun could not make out anything about most of these murals.

"This one looks like a man in a battle robe, standing by a coffin, preparing to bury a woman... Wait!"

Without Chang Hun's words, everyone's eyes fell on the lamp held in the hand of the woman who was lying peacefully in the coffin, and then they looked at each other in shock.

It is said that the Lingbing Clan has guarded the precious Seven-Star Lamp for generations... Could it be that such a heaven-defying artifact as the Seven-Star Lamp really exists?

Chang Hun suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to look at the mural below.

The stories on these murals are not arranged in chronological order and look very messy. The next picture shows a man in black refining a lamp with a crazy look on his face, surrounded by blood-red mist.

Then, there was a picture of two men, one wearing a black robe and the other wearing a white robe, fighting in a misty hall.

Below, there are many murals depicting other characters and recording different events. It took the four of them a whole day to finish reading all the murals in this cave. Finally, Chang Hun took out a large stack of rice paper and used a special technique to print the murals and patterns on the wall onto the rice paper without touching the stone wall.

Chang Hun printed two copies of these pictures, gave one to Yu Nian, and kept one for himself.

Some of the scenes in these pictures are very similar to the plots recorded in the stories of gods and demons, and there are many other scenes whose meanings are unknown... It is really interesting. He has to go back and look through the notes and notebooks left by his master and grandfather to study them carefully.

Following the light coming from the cave exit, the four people left the cave and came to an open field.

On this vast land that stretches as far as the eye can see, there are many buildings carved out of ice. Snowflakes are constantly falling from the sky, and the trees, flowers and plants are all covered with a layer of diamond-like ice crystals.

A stream of melted ice and snow gurgled past them, gurgling and sparkling in the sunlight. In the snow by the stream, clusters of tiny crystal flowers grew.

After walking in the snow abyss for a few days, the group, who had not had water for a long time, rushed directly to the clear stream.

However, Yu Nian and his companions did not act on their own this time. The three of them looked at Chang Hun in unison. Chang Hun checked the stream water and nodded. Then they lowered their heads and drank the water.

The water from the stream was sweet and cool, flowing down their throats and into their stomachs. The few people felt that the fatigue from the journey of the past few days was instantly swept away.

When Ling Cang had drunk enough water and was about to stand up, he discovered many sparkling things lying at the bottom of the stream.

He looked through the stream, carefully gazing at the glowing objects at the bottom of the water, and suddenly froze in place.

At this moment, Yu Nian patted Ling Cang on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go inside and see if there is anyone."

After saying that, Yu Nian stepped onto the stone path in the stream, walked on the stream water that had just overflowed the stone slabs, followed the footsteps of Master Chang Hun and his apprentice, and headed towards the ice sculptures.

Ling Cang was silent for a moment, looked down at the stream thoughtfully, and then followed it.

The four of them entered the ice-carved building complex and walked around the streets and alleys, but they did not find any sign of any living creature.

This ice and snow city is undoubtedly a ghost town.

Just as everyone was about to leave and go to other places in the Snow Source, Chang Hun discovered that they had been wandering around several streets for the past few hours.

"Wait a moment!"

Chang Hun's face was solemn. He then stopped and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the familiar ice tower on the side of the street.

"We may have entered a large formation."