Silent Star Lake, silent night, starlight flows backwards. This is the origin of Silent Star Lake. On the surface of Silent Star Lake, the twinkling stars all over the sky, the little starlights gather on the lake surface, are extremely dazzling, but this seemingly flat lake surface seems to have some
Countless mirrors are reflecting, forming a unique environment. From a distance, it seems as if the starlight fell to the ground and then flowed upward again, adding a sense of mystery to this calm lake.
On the calm lake, a tent boat swayed, and at the stern of the boat, a barefoot strong man with a bamboo hat on his back shook the oar and made a muffled sound.
At this time, there were several people sitting at the table inside the boat canopy. A middle-aged woman in commoner clothes with a wooden hairpin pulled up her black hair, revealing her long neck. There were some wrinkles on her nose, but she was also a little less pretty. She was repairing it in the boat.
It was the tallest, built with nine floors, and sat there without saying a word.
The other two pairs of grandsons turned out to be Lu Xiaotian's acquaintances, the Zhao family's grandsons who had met in Diyan Mountain, Zhao Yuanjun and Zhao Li. At this time, Zhao Yuanjun was already a first-level foundation-building monk, and he did not expect the opportunity of the other party.
Not bad, it is extremely rare to be able to successfully build a foundation at such an age. As for his granddaughter Zhao Li, she is now a tall and graceful girl. Both parties have practiced breath gathering skills. When they approached for the first time, they
Sensing the familiar aura from the other party, Zhao's grandfather and grandson obviously did not expect to meet Lu Xiaotian here.
There are three other people, namely Wu Xing, a young man in brocade clothes and holding a fan, and his sister Wu Yiyi, a woman in a green skirt. There is also an old man with yellow hair who calls himself Old Monster Huang. As for the man rocking the boat, he calls himself Zuo Xian.
It has been several months since Lu Xiaotian arrived at Jingxing Lake. Jingxing Lake is vast and vast, but the surrounding area is deserted. There are few spiritual creatures here. Even in such a large lake, there are few monsters and the aura is very thin. In this environment,
Naturally, few monks are willing to come here. Even the invading foreign monks selectively ignore this place. After all, Jiuxing Lake is not worth fighting for. Although the place is large, there is no danger to defend and no spiritual objects to use.
There is no use in occupying it. Besides, the world of Wangyue Cultivation is extremely vast. Although the foreign monks have united from several areas, they can only capture the key points, and they can't dispose of their troops everywhere.
Since Lu Xiaotian left Yinfeng Valley, he carefully left the range of activities of the Flying Cavalry Tribe, then took out Qingfeng Sail and rushed all the way to Jingxing Lake to look for the rumored Jingxing Stone. This search took several months.
Talking about the rumored Silent Star Stone, not even a piece of spiritual stone was found. He even doubted whether Su Hongchou was tricking him, but when he thought about it, Su Hongchou had no need to trick him, a junior. Moreover, Lei Wantian was still there at the time,
Even if Su Hongchou doesn't recognize him as a backward person, he still has to take care of his old face in the door.
Lu Xiaotian also searched until now, and then accidentally discovered that the monk on their ship was also looking for the Jingxing Stone. After asking, he found out that he was just a latecomer. Among the monks on the ship, Zhao was the one who had stayed the shortest.
My grandfather and grandson have also been hanging around Jixing Lake for more than three years.
At the invitation of this boatman, Lu Xiaotian thought that instead of running around like a headless fly, he might as well follow this group of people. Since they are all here to find the Jingxing Stone, and they have been looking for it in Jingxing Lake for so many years,
There must be some clues. There is strength in numbers. This cannot be done by anyone with a high level of cultivation. Sometimes it requires a bit of luck.
"There is something strange in this lake. I have been shaking for a while and I am a little tired. Now it's your turn." After shaking at the stern of the boat for a while, Zuo Xian was so tired that he gasped and said, "This Laoshizi Jixing Lake is like a dead man."
It’s like a lake, and you can’t even see a few fish on a normal day. I don’t know how long it will take to find the rumored Silent Star Stone.”
After saying that, Zuo Xian had already walked over from the stern of the ship, took the spiritual tea on the table, poured it into a bowl, and drank a few sips.
"You have just run so far, and you have no strength anymore. Fortunately, you are still in the middle stage of foundation building." Old Monster Huang said in a condescending tone, "You don't want to cheat, do you?"
"Okay, you old man Huang has the ability, go and try it." Zuo Xian said with a smile.
"Just try it. If I know you are lazy, I will have to push you out of the lake with an oar." Old Man Huang rolled up his sleeves and walked to the stern of the boat. He was holding the oar with both hands and was about to shake it. Suddenly he found that his hand sank and he couldn't help it.
He let out a light sigh.
"What's wrong?" Muchai woman asked in a serious voice.
"It's indeed a bit weird. The water in this lake seems to be attractive. It takes some strength to move the oar. No wonder Zuo Xian can't bear it." Old Monster Huang looked a little weird. It was obvious that he just talked about Zuo Xian. Now,
If you say this again, you are undoubtedly trying to slap yourself in the face.
"Really? Let me try." Wu Xing also came over with great interest.
Everyone who tried it found this abnormality without exception. Even Lu Xiaotian shook the oars and found that the water under the boat was extremely viscous and the boat moved slower and slower. Among those present,
, only Zhao Li is a monk in the Qi Refining Stage, and the others are all foundation-building monks. Logically speaking, there is no need to take a boat, as long as you can fly with a magic weapon. However, the spiritual energy on the Jingxing Lake is very thin, and there are few spiritual objects nearby, so it is difficult to control it.
Sword flying, for a short period of time, does not put any pressure on foundation-building monks, but they have been searching here for two or three years, or even longer, and they usually need spiritual stones for training. If they keep flying with swords, in the spiritual
The consumption of stones and mana is something that even the ninth level of foundation building cannot afford. Moreover, finding the Silent Star Stone requires a lot of luck and cannot be found by flying with a sword all the time. Therefore, this group of people will travel together and go their own way.
Taking turns rowing, with the strength of a foundation-building monk, you can row a long distance by gently rocking the boat. Taking turns rowing, although it is much slower than flying with a sword, fortunately it reduces the consumption, so it can be considered a helpless solution.
Lift.
Lu Xiaotian doesn't care about this waste, but what he likes is that these people know far more about Jiuxing Lake than he does, so he is not in a hurry to go out alone.
"Is this the appearance of heavy water and the emergence of stars and rocks?" Zhao Yuanjun suddenly became excited when he saw the water under the boat that was obviously greener and darker than other lakes.
"Heavy water appears, stars and stones appear? What is the origin of this sentence?" Everyone present, including Lu Xiaotian, had a look of surprise on their faces. However, what surprised Madam Muchai and others was that they didn't understand this sentence at all.
What he knew. What surprised Lu Xiaotian was that Zhao Yuanjun, who was at the bottom among the foundation-building monks, knew a lot. When he thought that the breath gathering technique was also obtained from Zhao Yuanjun, Lu Xiaotian's heart moved. Maybe this old man saw it.