Chapter 115 Closed Disciple

The old Taoist picked up the inner elixir on the ground and continued to move forward, his belly beating a hungry drum. When he almost couldn't hold on anymore, he had already reached the end of the crypt. The old Taoist covered his thigh and shook out some cigarette gourd residue from his trouser pocket, carefully caught it and wiped it in his mouth.

Looking at the stone wall in front, the stone steps spiral upward, and the cold wind filters through, making people shiver with cold. The old Taoist told me to stay away from this evil wind, which is a bit abnormal.

I laughed at him for being a little too impatient, but I didn’t dare to be careless.

"This is ghost wind lumps, wandering spirits and wild ghosts are causing trouble."

"They're just some little brats, don't worry." I helped the old man climb up step by step. When I got tired, I sat on the steps to rest for a while.

The two of us climbed all the way. We didn’t know how long we had been cl