Chapter 92 It’s all here
"What? Cherries?" Ding Dashan was confused: "Brother, this should be Qilin fruit, right?"
"Pa!" Ye Fei slapped Ding Dashan on the forehead: "You know it but you're still asking? Hurry up and find a way to get it!"
"Didn't they say there were eight or nine?" Ding Dashan asked in confusion, "Why are there only three?"
"Be content, how much more do you want?" Ye Fei said disdainfully: "Hurry up and find a way to get it, why are you standing there!"
"Ah?" Ding Dashan looked at the fiery red magma in front of him and the lonely stone pillar in the center of the distance: "Brother, it's dozens of meters from here to the stone pillar. I can't fly over. Brother, what should I do?"
Ye Fei: “…”
"Fuck!" Ye Fei was so angry that his face turned blue: "If you can't fly over, how can I fly over? You ask me, who should I ask?"
"What should we do?" Ding Dashan said, "Why don't we go out and call Master and Senior Sister over? They have high cultivation bases, so they will definitely be able to fly over."
"Do you think that if we call Master and Senior Sister over, there will still be a share for us? Given the character of Master and Senior Sister, will they share such a good thing with us once they get it?" Ye Fei said disdainfully.
"That's true!" Ding Dashan nodded.
"Damn it, after all this trouble, are we just going to give up like this?" Ye Fei was very unwilling.
He immediately turned his head and looked around. Suddenly, he saw many small protruding stone pillars growing on the cliffs around his head. These were stalactites growing on the ground, also called stalagmites, which were formed by the calcification of water dripping from the stalactites on the top.
Then he immediately asked Ding Dashan: "Dashan, do you have a rope with you?"
"Rope?" Ding Dashan was stunned: "What do you need a rope for?"
After saying that, Ding Dashan fiddled with his waist for a few times and pulled out his belt: "Here, Senior Brother! Don't damage it, this is the only belt I have left."
Ye Fei: “…”
What the hell...
"Senior brother, why do you suddenly want a rope?" Ding Dashan curled his lips.
"I don't want to live anymore. I want to hang myself. Do you have a longer rope?" Ye Fei said impatiently, "Is this rope enough for hanging myself?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ding Dashan said with a smile, "Hey, I have a rope for hanging myself!"
After Ding Dashan finished speaking, he tied his belt back on, fiddled with his chest for a few times, and suddenly took out a large bundle of ropes.
"Fuck..." Ye Fei was so excited: "Where did you get such a long rope?"
"Hehe... A few days ago, I followed my master up the mountain to collect herbs. My master asked me to bring it with me for use when collecting herbs on the cliff!" Ding Dashan said with a smile, "I thought it might be useful when I escape in the future, so I didn't bear to take it out when I got home."
"Dashan, you are awesome!" Ye Fei said excitedly: "Let's go!"
Ye Fei immediately picked up the rope and walked along the stone wall, circling the lava pool.
About ten minutes later, he stopped at a position closest to the stone pillar in the lava pool.
This place is only twenty or thirty meters away from the stone pillar in the middle of the magma pool. It can't be closer than here.
He looked around carefully and suddenly smiled with satisfaction.
There happened to be an open space of several dozen square meters on the edge of the magma pool where they were, and there were several stalagmites on the cave wall behind them, seven or eight meters above the ground, which could be used to fix the ropes.
"Dashan, fix the rope, then we can swing over!" Ye Fei said.
"Ah?" Ding Dashan looked at Ye Fei in shock, and then looked at the rolling magma pool: "Brother, swing, swing over? Who swings?"
Ding Dashan is not stupid. This is what he cares about most right now.
"Of course you are the one swinging, how could I be the one swinging?" Ye Fei said with disdain: "I don't have any cultivation, how dangerous is this!"
Ding Dashan: “…”
"Gululu..." Ding Dashan swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother, if it really doesn't work, why don't we just forget it? If we don't swing well and fall into the magma, there will be nothing left!"
Ye Fei immediately encouraged Ding Dashan with a serious look on his face: "Dashan, this Qilin fruit can improve our cultivation by thousands or tens of thousands of years. As long as each of us eats a Qilin fruit, we will be able to rise. In the future, we will never be looked down upon by others, and we don't have to worry about finding a wife anymore.
Just think about it, from now on, no matter where we go, people will look up to us instead of looking down on us with disgust. How good would that feel?"
He was too eager to get the golden finger and too eager to rise. Now that he had come this far, he would never give up easily.
"Yes!" Ding Dashan nodded heavily: "This feels really good!"
"Then why are you still standing there? Go tie the rope and swing over to get the Qilin fruit!" Ye Fei patted Ding Dashan on the shoulder: "Dashan, don't be afraid, you can do it, you have to believe in yourself!"
"Don't be afraid? Brother, that's easy for you to say." Ding Dashan said with disdain: "You are standing on the shore, of course you are not afraid. What if I don't swing well and fall into the lava pool, what are you afraid of!"
"Hehe, senior brother, you have no cultivation. If I had a little bit of cultivation, would I need to call you?" Ye Fei said contemptuously.
"I don't care. I won't swing anyway!" Ding Dashan shook his head: "If you want to swing, do it yourself!"
"You don't want the Qilin fruit anymore?" Ye Fei said disdainfully.
"I heard that Qilin fruit is not delicious, so I don't want it!" Ding Dashan curled his lips and said, "You can go ahead and swing it if you want, I won't swing it even if you kill me!"
"Damn it, I'll swing if I want, you go and help me tie the rope!" Ye Fei gritted his teeth.
Damn, just die...
Soon, Ding Dashan climbed up the cliff and fixed the rope on a stalagmite.
It’s just that this stalagmite is a little small, only as thick as an adult’s arm, but it is undeniable that this stalagmite is the one with the most suitable height and angle nearby.
Damn, it should be able to bear my weight, right?
Ye Fei held the rope tightly with both hands and pulled it hard: "Dashan, are you sure it's tied tightly?"
"Tie it tightly, absolutely tie it tightly!" said Ding Dashan.
Ye Fei tried again and confirmed that Ding Dashan had indeed tied the rope firmly and the stalagmite seemed to be strong as well. He finally felt relieved.
Then, he grabbed the rope with both hands and kept backing away. When he couldn't back away any further, he said to Ding Dashan, "Dashan, come on, give me a push. Use some strength, or I'm afraid I won't be able to swing over!"
"Gulu..." Ding Dashan asked: "Brother, are you sure you really want to swing?"
"What nonsense! We are here now!" Ye Fei said disdainfully, "Are we going to watch these three thousand-year-old Qilin fruits go home empty-handed?"
"Brother, what if I push? You hold on tight, don't fall into the lava!" Ding Dashan said solemnly, "If you fall into the lava, I won't save you!"
"Nonsense, it's probably useless to fish me out, you don't need to fish me out!" Ye Fei said disdainfully: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, push me hard, otherwise I'm afraid I can't swing over from such a long distance!"
"Yeah!" Ding Dashan nodded. He waved his hands a few times, gathered his energy into his dantian, and then pushed hard.
"Ah..." Ye Fei screamed and instantly flew towards the stone pillar in the lava pool.
As soon as he took off, he remembered something very fatal.
I seem to have forgotten that I'm afraid of heights...