My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"what?"

Qin Zhiling was a little confused and said: "Are you kidding? There are not many people who can beat you now. Why do you say this suddenly?"

She felt that Yang Feng suddenly seemed a little distracted.

Fortunately, Yang Feng gradually came to his senses, and without saying any more, he stood up and said, "Get out, it's too cold in here."

"I've let you out a long time ago."

Qin Zhiling spread her hands helplessly.

The two walked out of the cave.

The feeling of being in a refrigerator dissipated.

As the two walked out of the barrier again, they returned to the embankment of the pool.

The warm sunlight shone on his skin, and Yang Feng felt as if he was alive again.

There was always a suffocating feeling inside just now, as if the pores of the skin were blocked.

Looking at the calm water in front of him, what Yang Feng recalled in his mind was always what the old man said to him just now.

Before me, more than 100 people have failed...

There are more than 100 people, and there are many talented people among them...

"What's wrong with you?"

Qin Zhiling's voice came with curiosity.

Yang Feng shook his head and said: "It's nothing. I seemed to have seen my master in a trance just now."

"Your master?!"

Qin Zhiling was surprised and quickly looked around and said, "Where is it?!"

"Maybe it's an illusion."

"Oh, then it's probably because you miss your master too much, that's why you have this illusion."

Qin Zhiling seemed to understand and said, "But you seemed to be very fascinated by the stone on the wall just now. Can you really see me?"

"I haven't seen it. The legend may be true, but human nature may not be so easy to test."

Yang Feng shook his head and said: "Seeing the true self is just a test of human nature. This test may eliminate many people, so it may be a good thing not to see it."

He said it easily, and he had actually guessed the meaning of the old man's words.

Yang Feng has a high level of understanding, and perhaps this is what makes him special.

Qin Zhiling was a little confused and said, "What do you mean by that? If you see your true self, isn't it that you can challenge yourself and then surpass yourself?"

"How can human nature be so easily tested?"

Yang Feng shook his head.

Seeing that Qin Zhiling refused to pick it up, he casually broke off a branch nearby and asked, "Do you think this branch can be made into a pair of chopsticks?"

"It looks okay."

"Then do you want to test it?"

"What do you mean?"

Qin Zhiling listened in confusion.

Yang Feng gently bent the branch and said, "This branch seems to have good toughness."

"Of course."

"Then I'll use a little more force."

Yang Feng tried harder.

This branch is very tough. Although it has been severely bent, it has not been broken.

Qin Zhiling was a little proud and said, "This tree is called Qingliu. Its branches are very tough and difficult to break."

"I do not believe."

Yang Feng shook his head.

He started to really push.

As his hand exerted force again, he heard the branch snapping.

A branch was snapped in half.

Qin Zhiling looked a little depressed and said, "You have a grudge against this tree? Why do you have to break it off?"

"This is what testing does."

Yang Feng's tone became calmer and he said: "We originally just needed a tree to make chopsticks, but we had to test whether the chopsticks were tough enough, and then we started to break them hard, once, twice and three times, and finally We broke this chopstick."

"At this time, the person doing the test would say that the chopsticks were indeed not tough enough so they broke. But in fact, we shouldn't have tested it in the first place, because all we need is a pair of chopsticks, and we don't have any pair of chopsticks. Withstand such a test.”

Yang Feng's words carried a certain meaning.

He realized that human nature always has some flaws.

Human nature should not be tested most of the time.

Qin Zhiling didn't expect that Yang Feng would have such a feeling when he walked out of the stone facing the wall.

"You didn't really...see me just now, did you?"

Qin Zhiling was a little suspicious.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "I just suddenly thought of many things."

In his mind, the old man still said that there were more than 100 people who had failed before him.

Although I don’t know what their identities are, the old man will definitely not choose them randomly.

Yang Feng didn't feel that he was the chosen one, especially now, he suddenly felt that he was walking on thin ice.

In his mind, he remembered what Qingtian had left behind.

That ring contains very rich spiritual energy and inheritance.

If you can digest it completely, your strength will definitely be improved to a higher level, and you will have the ability to deal with the Sima family.

But Yang Feng always felt a little uneasy in his heart, not knowing what felt wrong.

"By the way, have any of your family heard of Qingtian?"

Yang Feng asked.

When Qin Zhiling heard this, she immediately nodded and said, "Of course I have heard of the people who fought with Sima Shan, but that was hundreds of years ago. Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask if he has any descendants, or is he someone who has a particularly deep connection with him?"

Yang Feng asked.

He felt that the first inheritance rights for these things were his descendants.

If Qingtian has no descendants, he can take it as his own.

Qin Zhiling listened, thought for a while, and finally shook her head and said: "I haven't heard of it, maybe because our family background is not very deep. If you have to ask, you probably have to ask someone from the Zhuge family. Didn't you know each other last time? One?"

"But I can't ask."

Yang Feng's helpless expression.

Qin Zhiling spread her hands and said, "Then there's nothing we can do, but it looks like you have something to do with Senior Qingtian?"

"That's right, I have some of his things here."

"What?!!!"

Qin Zhiling looked at him in surprise and said, "But hasn't he been dead for hundreds of years? How could you..."

"Some of his relics are quite complicated. I will tell you slowly when I have the opportunity in the future."

Yang Feng didn't explain too much.

Qin Zhiling felt that Yang Feng was getting more and more strange.

There are too many secrets in this person.

"It's almost time for us to go back."

Yang Feng glanced at the sky in the distance.

It's late afternoon now.

Qin Zhiling stood up, dusted herself off, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you go back to the hospital with me? You are a doctor after all, so you should pay attention to the patient's recovery."

"Is it your brother who wants to see me?"

"Yes."

Qin Zhiling chuckled.

Yang Feng didn't think much and simply agreed.

He also wanted to see how Qin Yunfei's body was recovering now.

"By the way, I have something else to ask you. Can you tell your father about it later?"

At this time, Yang Feng thought of something serious.