I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao chuckled and glanced at the characters from the book beside him. What is vulgarity? Perhaps only he himself is vulgar.

After finishing his prayers, the young man stood up as if nothing had happened, climbed up the bare rock to the side, and closed his eyes to rest.

Unlike in the original story, Wu Xie now had a rope and was climbing up the bare rock with Fatty, disturbing Xiao Ge's peace.

Ling Xiao didn't know what they were going to do, nor what Xiao Ge would say. He only vaguely saw Wu Xie and Fatty climb down from above a short while later, presumably because they had been silently rejected by Xiao Ge.

The two were not discouraged by this. Instead, they lit a stove to make tea and keep warm. Shunzi also took the opportunity to tell the story of the nearby mountains.

It was from him that I learned there was an even more majestic snow-capped mountain than the Three Sacred Mountains, which people called the Heavenly Ladder Peak. On clear autumn days, a rosy glow would appear between it and the Lesser Sacred Mountains.

I've heard of Lingxiao before. Humanity's vision extends far beyond this. Some cultivators discover or build tall ladders, claiming they are passages between the human world and the immortal realm. It seems that figures like King Zhou of Shang did something similar in ancient times. It's a belief in heaven or in becoming an immortal, just like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate. Once it leaps over, it becomes a dragon. So it's the same for humans; once they climb over, they become gods.

"That's not right. The Heavenly Palace is clearly located at the Three Saints Mountain. How could it have gone there? The person who left this legend must have poor eyesight," the fat man said, shaking his head.

“That’s also possible. I’ve observed that there’s always fog around Tianti Peak. It shouldn’t be foggy at this time of year. It’s possible that it’s always shrouded in fog. It’s very likely that when the Cloud Palace was being built, the surrounding snow-capped mountains and snow refracted the fog, which is reflected in this fog,” Jieyuhua said after thinking for a moment.

"Master Hua, can you translate this into Mandarin?" The fat man almost choked on his water. He could understand every word Xie Yuhua said, so why couldn't he understand it when they were put together?

“A mirage,” Ling Xiao answered for him.

Shunzi listened blankly to the group talking. They all seemed to be speaking in a dialect. Could they really communicate like that? Since he couldn't understand them anyway, he simply poured himself a few cups of tea, exchanged a few polite words, and went to rest.

"Let's have some wine to warm up a bit before we set off." Ling Xiao likes to have a few drinks when he has nothing to do, so Cheng Yu always carries a thermos with a bottle specifically for storing wine.

Except for Jieyuhua, everyone took a small sip. The spicy sensation stimulated their taste buds, traveled down their throats to their internal organs, and then back up to their faces, instantly warming their bodies.

"Little Flower, really not want some? It's not much, just a capful," Wu Xie earnestly invited.

"What, you're still trying to get me to drink even though I'm not drunk? Be careful, young master, you'll get drunk and pass out." Black Bear laughed at him, still amused by the scene of Wu Xie insisting on singing a song after getting drunk last time. It's a pity that the guy blacked out and doesn't remember anything. At that time, only Ling Xiao and he were still sober. Oh, and maybe the mute too. But Ling Xiao didn't want to make fun of it, and the mute was a taciturn guy, so he had nowhere to share all his jokes!

"Brother Xiaohua doesn't drink alcohol, so I prepared some hand warmers for him." There were all sorts of hand warmers available these days. Ling Xiao put several on Xie Yuhua's front, several on his back, and even some in his hands. The ones were filled with some kind of sand and had a metal piece in the middle. They were said to heat up when broken and could be reused by soaking in hot water. Ling Xiao hadn't researched them, but they were probably just a scam. They might get hot, but they were mostly disposable.

To paraphrase the fat guy, who would bother with this stuff if there was hot water? Wouldn't it be better to just have a couple of drinks or warm your hands?