Liu Qinghuan observed here for three days, and the lake disappeared three times. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the day, he had dived to the bottom of the lake, which was funnel-shaped, and the deepest part was like a deep pit. Strangely enough, there was no passage in or out of the entire lake at the bottom of the lake, and even in the deep pit where there was most likely a passage, there was not the slightest difference except that the silt was much thinner than the rest. So, where did the lake disappear from?

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled. With the speed at which the lake is disappearing, and the large whirlpools that will form when it disappears, it is impossible to have a few small cracks that can be caused.

On the fourth day, he took out a flying sword. This flying sword is also one of Xu Yuan's relics, and he has never used it, because it is not a magic weapon that can be used during the Qi cultivation period, but a low-level spiritual weapon.

The sword is about three feet long and three inches wide, and when pulled out, it is so sharp that it is hard to imagine that it is just a flying instrument.

Because the spiritual weapon requires a lot of spiritual power, it is generally necessary for the monk to reach the foundation building period before he has enough spiritual power to support the use of the spiritual weapon, which is also the reason why Liu Qinghuan has never taken it out and used it.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, there are several branches, including flying equipment, attack, defense, etc., and each branch is very different in nature.

If this flying sword is an offensive spirit weapon, Liu Qinghuan will not be able to make a move even if he hollows himself out, but the flying spirit weapon requires the continuity of spiritual power, so as long as it is not a long time to travel and only use it for a short period of time, there should not be much of a problem.

Shot a spiritual power at the flying sword, Liu Qinghuan controlled the flying sword to hover at his feet, he controlled the flying sword for the first time, and the flying sword was only the width of the soles of his feet, unlike Yun Suo, who could sit down easily, and was a little unsure.

stepped on the flying sword, connected his divine consciousness with the sword, and with a movement in his heart, the flying sword flew out of the ground, and the speed was so fast that it scared Liu Qinghuan, if it weren't for the flying sword with a protective shield, it was very likely to fall directly.

This speed is several times faster than Yunshuo! However, the speed of spiritual power consumption is also several times! Crookedly and twisted around the lake, almost one-third of the spiritual power was used.

After practicing for a while, Liu Qinghuan didn't stop until he was able to fly freely.

By the middle of the moon, Liu Qinghuan had been waiting quietly by the lake for a long time.

In less than an hour, after the massive amount of lake water was sucked away again, Liu Qinghuan took an antidote pill in his mouth and stepped on a flying sword to the center of the lake.

At this time, the blue mist had not yet gathered, and the big hole without lake water opened its deep and strange mouth unobstructed, as if it was going to choose someone to devour in the next moment!

The moonlight was bright tonight, Liu Qinghuan no longer hesitated, and stepped on the flying sword and sank straight down.

Downward, the walls of the lake gradually retracted, like a vertical funnel, but the walls of the funnel were covered with black silt, and a faint blue smoke emerged from the silt.

Liu Qinghuan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled, and then realized that he was "seeing" with his divine sense. If you look closely, it turns out that there are some aquatic plants growing on the silt, and the blue smoke is emitted from these aquatic plants, because the aquatic plants are so small, it looks like they are coming out of the silt.

Liu Qinghuan used his spiritual power to take a few and took them in his hand to look at them. The aquatic plants are thin and delicate, with a few slender branches and leaves, with extremely thin blue veins on the branches and leaves, and a trace of mist burrows out of the leaf tips and slowly drifts into the air. He took out the jade box, put away the aquatic plants, and left them for later research.

The further down you go, the more this aquatic weed, especially when you reach the bottom of the funnel, it is already densely packed, and the blue smoke is getting thicker and thicker, and the divine sense is completely useless here, and with the naked eye, you can't see anything except thick black. The fog was too thick, the moonlight couldn't penetrate it, and people were completely invisible in the fog, Liu Qinghuan only felt as if he was in a void somewhere, his mind was getting more and more dizzy, and his eyes slowly closed......

Seeing that his spiritual power began to slacken, his consciousness slowly withdrew, and the flying sword under his feet began to tremble slightly......

At this time, the stagnant spiritual power in his body suddenly increased in speed, and it operated on its own according to the Mind Method of Sitting and Forgetting the Immortal Sutra, Liu Qinghuan was violently agitated, his body shook, and he was awake in an instant!

This is not a small surprise!

Liu Qinghuan scolded secretly, and he was terrified in his heart. He didn't expect this blue smoke to be so domineering, and he almost caught fire unconsciously. Gu couldn't wipe away the cold sweat on his head, and hurriedly took out an antidote pill and took it, not daring to stay any longer, and quickly flew to the bottom of the lake.

When we reached the deep pit in the center of the bottom of the lake, the fog here was not as thick as above, and where the day was full of silt, there appeared a circular hole facing downward!

Liu Qinghuan only paused for a few breaths above the entrance of the cave, and then flew over with a flying sword. As soon as I entered the cave, the churning blue smoke disappeared at once, as if there was a layer of invisible diaphragm, completely isolating the smoke from above, and the restrictions of the divine consciousness were gone.

Liu Qinghuan swept around with his divine sense, and found no traces of formations or mechanisms, of course, there may be, but his ability is too weak to find it.

In this way, the aquatic plants appear at the bottom of the lake, as if they were deliberately planted here to hide the existence of the hole below.

After thinking about it, Liu Qinghuan had fallen to the bottom of the vertical cave entrance, and here, the cave turned a corner, and the shape of the straight up and down turned into a diagonal exit to the north side.

There is nothing in the cave except for some remnants of the lake. Liu Qinghuan put his hand on the cave wall, touched the neatly arranged cyan striped stones, and felt very different.

There are obvious signs of manpower in this tunnel, the aquatic plants, and the whole lake!

Time was pressing, and the lake would return at dawn, leaving him only a few hours to explore, and knowing that this place was man-made made made his curiosity more and more aroused. He collected the flying sword, and with the clouds on his feet, he went deep into the cave.

I don't know where this passage leads, originally he thought that the lake would disappear and be connected to the Panlong River, but to the north is the direction of going deep into the Quyan Swamp!

Keeping vigilant and flying for a tea time, the bluestone cave road slowly narrowed, until it was about a zhang wide, and two identical holes suddenly appeared on the left and right sides.

Liu Qinghuan expanded the scope of his divine sense, and saw that these three holes were divided into three holes after five zhang forward, and then nine holes were divided into branch roads again......

The entire underground passage is a labyrinth with no end in sight!

Liu Qinghuan stood in front of the three holes, and he was in trouble.

If you continue, you will most likely get lost in it, this labyrinth is built under the Qu Yan Swamp, and the Qu Yan Swamp was originally the mountain gate of the Ancient Immortal Cultivation Sect before the Sealing War, and the ghost knows what will be in the maze. He was curious, but not to the point of death. Cultivation is only the fourth level of Qi cultivation, and he has just stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, as long as there is a slightly more powerful demon beast, he can make his life fall here.

But he was not willing to ask him to go back now. Immortal cultivators cultivate their lives, fight for the destiny of heaven, and opportunities can not be found, is what every immortal cultivator is extremely eager for, even if the opportunity is often accompanied by a fatal crisis, the immortal cultivator will not hesitate to fight for his life, because if he misses it, he may lose the opportunity to seek the road to immortality forever.

Liu Qinghuan quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, but this maze was completely unknown to him, there were too few things to calculate, and maybe there was nothing in it except traps.

The scales of reason began to tend to go back the way they came, and it was not too late to retreat, and if they waited for them to get lost in them, they would not be able to retreat. There was a fierce struggle in his brain, and his mind unconsciously swept over and over the criss-crossing passages, exactly the same size, the same cyan streaks of stone, all the same with water stains.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, wanting to catch the flash of inspiration in his mind.