The Feihong Sword danced around the body like a wheel, killing the strange fish that surrounded it. The remaining limbs and tails fell into the dark river. This section of the river was dyed red with fish blood.
More strange fish swam over, but their attention was attracted by the broken corpses of their companions. They desperately gnawed on the fish meat and bones floating and sinking in the river, greatly reducing the threat to Wu Sheng.
After freeing up the space, Wu Sheng once again manifested a giant royal lotus, turned over and lay down in it, holding the bamboo pole in his palm to push back, and finally broke out of the strange fish's hunting circle.
Wu Sheng lay quietly on the king lotus and panted, letting the current of the underground river carry him forward.
He felt a splitting headache, and something seemed to be desperately tearing apart in his mind. In the constant tearing, intermittent images flashed in his mind, and before he could see them clearly, they turned into pieces and scattered.
In these pictures, there is a big fish staring at itself, a fishing boat cruising on the sea, a fairy mountain full of palaces hidden in the clouds and mist, a mountain like a huge city wall blocking the world, and a quiet village with chickens and dogs.
I heard that there was a girl holding my hand, looking up and asking something...
Wu Sheng didn't know why such a picture was tearing up his mind. The more he tried to see the details in the picture, the more his headache became unbearable.
The pain directly acts on the consciousness, as if it is tearing these pictures out of the consciousness, but it also seems to be engraved on the consciousness, and it is not clear for a moment.
He gradually passed out.
I don’t know how long it took, but he woke up and felt that the headache symptoms had disappeared. He couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief. When he encountered the group of strange fish, he jumped up to the top of the cave and hugged a stalagmite hanging upside down from above. He had a headache.
Following closely, he fell into the river and was almost eaten by the strange fish. Despite his bronze skin and iron bones, the strange fish in this dark river had teeth more powerful than a hacksaw, and he was bitten by them.
It’s too much to bear.
I don’t know how the fleeing Mai, Wei Fushen and Zhufeng crossed the river. Were they attacked by strange fish? Will they be buried in the belly of the fish? However, Mai has a storage magic weapon. I wonder if he can carry Wei
Floating and escaping by the wind?
There was still darkness in front of him, and Wu Sheng's glazed fire essence appeared, flying forward, backward, left and right. In the light of the fire, he found that he was still in the underground river, and the king lotus continued to drift forward with the river water.
The most unbearable thing in the underground river is not knowing the time, as if time has stood still. Wu Sheng can only calculate the time based on hunger. When he is hungry, he catches a fish and grills it, and he only eats one half a foot long.
Eat neither too much nor too little. Every time you eat one, make a score on the lotus.
Fear gradually grew as he moved forward. He was afraid that there was no outlet for this underground river and that he would die underground. Many times, he wanted to stop and dig holes into the cave wall to escape from this endless darkness, but he was rational.
He still suppressed his impulse. No matter what, as long as the underground river is flowing, going down the river must be the fastest way out.
When he encounters stalagmites standing upside down on the cave wall, he will also visualize them to see if there is any mystery in the stalagmites. He suspects that his headache and the tearing scenes when he has a headache are related to stalagmites, but all stalagmites are common.
Ordinary stalagmites are not spiritual materials.
Just when he felt that this underground river seemed to have no end, he suddenly heard a faint roar in front of him, so he became energetic and concentrated.
In total, sixteen fish have been eaten. I don’t know whether it was sixteen days, eight days, or just a little over five days. In short, this roaring sound should be the sound of a waterfall. The presence of a waterfall may mean that the underground river has reached its end.
?
It is indeed the end!
The dark river was no longer so dark, and soon it became brighter. Hope could be seen in front of it, which was a point of light. The point of light became larger and larger, from the initial point to a circle like a fist, and then to a hole.
Huge hole.
His eyes were brightening rapidly, and Wang Lian led Wu Sheng straight to the entrance of the cave. The roar was loud and deafening.
It is indeed a waterfall.
Wu Sheng was well prepared, and when he was about to be washed down by the current, he grabbed a vine at the entrance of the cave and hung himself in the air.
There was a bright white light in front of him, which was the discomfort caused by being in the darkness for a long time. He closed his eyes for a moment to adjust, and then opened his eyes bit by bit, and the vast world appeared in front of him.
Looking down, the waterfall plummets two to thirty feet, surrounded by lush mountains.
Wu Sheng's chest suddenly felt extremely comfortable, and he was so happy that he wanted to shout.
After his excitement calmed down, Wu Sheng grabbed the vine and swung to the side, climbed on the rocks beside the waterfall, and slowly descended to the bottom.
The waterfall gathered into a river below, and the river water splashed and rushed into the distance. Wu Sheng had been drifting on the underground river for too long, and he had reached the point of disgust. He really didn't want to interact with the river water anymore. He saw what seemed to be a path next to him, so he jumped into it.
Go over there and follow the road.
After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped. There was a pile of extinguished bonfires on the roadside, and beside the bonfire were broken animal bones. Beside the bonfire, he saw a few rags stained with blackened blood.
The key is that the color of this rag, although dirty and old, is the same color as the clothes Zhufeng wore that day.
These three guys are really lucky, Wu Sheng couldn't help but sigh, so he quickened his pace and pursued forward.
After chasing for a day and night, Wu Sheng found more clues - new fires, remnants of grass weaving grass skirts, and scratches from iron claws on rocks. The clues showed that he was getting closer to these three guys.
In the evening of the next day, Wu Sheng walked along the mountain road. The mountain road became narrower and narrower. More and more vines were entangled on the road, making it almost impossible to step down. Cliffs gradually formed on the left and right sides. Dangerous rocks could be seen everywhere above, and they could fall at any time.
Possibility of falling.
He walked into a narrow passage.
Wu Sheng gradually slowed down his pace. He was not afraid of these poisonous stinging vines, nor was he worried about being hit by falling rocks. With his cultivation level, these dangers would not harm him.
He just felt that this place seemed familiar, as if he had been here before.
Slowly looking at everything in front of him, Wu Sheng began to have a headache again. He tried hard to recall something, but couldn't. He didn't even know what he should recall.
Just walking forward like this, a mountain stream suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the road, and the road also turned a corner.
The mountain stream is very deep, and below it is a torrent dozens of feet high. For ordinary people, it is not easy to get over it, but for Wu Sheng, it is not difficult. He can get over it no matter what he does, it is a breeze.
But he stopped, staring blankly at the deep stream, and stared at the corner.
Why is it so familiar?
An eagle hovered above the passage, slowly lowered, and finally landed on Wu Sheng's shoulder.
The eagle's eyes turned quickly and met Wu Sheng's gaze.
Wu Sheng was a little confused.
Why are you so bold and not afraid that I will roast you?
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