After performing a dance that none of us had seen before, but with exquisite sword skills, it took almost a meal. After the rainbow dispersed, the stream of light sank deep into the bottom of the pool and disappeared.
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Everyone was amazed, and Xiang Qinglu asked suspiciously: "Has this strange scene appeared again after this?"
"Brother Xiang, I understand what you mean. In fact, a few of us didn't believe it when we saw the streamer for the first time. We all thought it was a rainbow in the sky and some unknown scenery after a heavy rain. It was just a coincidence. Unexpectedly, since
After that time, this stream of light appeared three times in a row every time it rained, and then we noticed something was wrong."
"Whenever the streamer appears, there must be a rainbow?" Yan Xin interjected and asked.
Han Gongjin smiled bitterly and said: "We thought the same way at the beginning. The first three times were indeed accompanied by rainbows, but by the fourth time, it just rained and there was no sunshine. The stream of light still appeared, but the sword dancing time was short.
After a while, I swam back to the bottom of the pool in less than half a cup of tea."
Yan Xin's beautiful eyes also had a flash of light, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, which was really strange. People in front of the stone monument gathered in twos and threes in front of the deep pool under the cliff behind the stone monument, pointing and looking around, as if they wanted to see through this small pool.
Virtual reality.
Yan Xin bowed to the old monk Deshang, and the old monk was slightly startled. There were many people listening to him, but except for Han Gongjin who had followed Han Gongjin in saluting before, after he finished speaking, no one bowed to him to express his gratitude.
The old monk looked at Yan Xin, returned the gift seriously, and said with a smile: "Little benefactor, please help yourself, maybe the benefactor is the destined person for the rare treasure in the pool."
Yan Xin smiled slightly, apologized, and walked slowly to the edge of the deep pool behind the stone monument. Gu Lianglei and Wan Yi had come to the shore early. Wan Yi was bored and kicked the stones. Fortunately, he went into the mountain.
Wearing a pair of small and exquisite embroidered shoes, if she showed her feet bare, let's see if she could kick the pebbles. Without squinting, Yan Xin briefly said what everyone had just said in front of the stone tablet. Wan Yi squatted down curiously.
Holding her cheeks with both hands, she looked through the water to the bottom of the pool, as if to see where the stream of light was hidden.
Gu Lianglei was also curious. There were many records about divine soldiers channeling spirits, such as ringing gold to show enemies, and any strange treasure that appears in the world must have omens, etc. Let’s not talk about the distant ones, let’s talk about Li Luo’s Minghong in Qiminglou.
Knife, Gu Lianglei clearly remembered that when Li Luo had nothing to say, he used the Minghong Knife in front of him like a treasure. The blood-red skylark that jumped out of the blade looked very agile.
It's not an exaggeration to be a psychic. It's just a pity that the rumored Minghong Magic Sword is bloody. If the magic sword has a spirit, you might be angry if you know that you are using it to make a beautiful woman laugh. So. So
On the day when Li Luo was complacent, Gu Liang Lei felt that the bloody skylark in Ming Hong Dao was a little sluggish, and he was very reluctant. But to say that the sword dancing in the rain in the bottom of the pool in front of him lasts for a long time, and can have a beginning and an end, this is already
It goes beyond the scope of magical weapons and psychics. It is almost the method of land gods in the novel Yi Zhi.
Even if someone saw it with his own eyes, Gu Lianglei did not completely believe it. Not only Gu Lianglei, but also Yan Xin and Wan Yi.
The secluded pool in front of you stands under the cliff. It spans only a hundred feet in radius, so it is not very big. The water near the pool is crystal clear. Two feet away and towards the center of the pool, the color of the water is green and black. It looks very dark.
It is so deep that it is difficult to tell the depth with the naked eye. In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the stone pillars in the pool, which look a bit like the surface of Jingshui Lake in Zhangzhou. However, these stone pillars are even in thickness, some are tall and some are short, and the tall ones are out of the water.
More than ten feet, the short one is still under the water. Only the outline of the stone pillars can be seen through the pool. These stone pillars seem to have been standing here for a long time. The surface is mossed, and they do look like they are hundreds of years old.
, has long lost its edges and corners, and looks very natural. However, there are so many stone pillars and stalagmites appearing inexplicably in a pool of clear water. No one would regard them as natural things. I am afraid they are also from the Tang people who carved the inscription.
hand.
"Are these pillars strange?" Wan Yi tilted his head and asked, looking at the stone pillars on the water.
"The inscription does not mention any clues related to the local government, but the presence of these stalagmites here is somewhat strange, and may be related to the treasure of Tang State engraved on the stele."
"Have they ever checked these stone pillars?" Gu Lianglei asked.
"Hey, after spending a few months here in the wild mountains and ridges, there are no beautiful buildings, jade palaces, or Fairy Chang'e. Only a ghost would believe it if I didn't go through this place three times."
Yan Xin surprisingly responded to Wan Yi and said, "Well, if they hadn't searched this place and found no clues, I don't think they would have invited all the world's heroes to come here. How can people not be selfish in the face of such a treasure?"
"There is another reason." A hint of cunning flashed in Wan Yi's eyes.
"Du Zuo." Yan Xin said lightly, with a somewhat strange look on his face, "After all, it was Senior Du who revealed this matter to them. The forces in the Sanzhang Mansion are complicated, constraining and balancing each other. It is difficult to work together. As long as
We are afraid that it will be difficult for each other to trust others, and the risk of letting them keep a secret together is very high. No one dares to take this risk, so just be a favor and avoid the risk of death in the future."
"So," Wan Yi squinted his eyes and continued, "Hanjiang Weng selected Sanzhangfu Wulin Dao with really good eyesight, and he also knows the whereabouts of the land. Hey, even if the poster doesn't tell us, we don't know. It's really
They treat us like outsiders." Wan Yi said pitifully.
Of course, Gu Lianglei ignored Wanyi, who I felt pity for, and looked at the stone pillars in the pool. The arrangement of the stone pillars seemed to have no rules, but having said that, if these stone pillars were really people from the Tang people standing here, I think they wouldn't be so boring.
To make a joke for future generations.
There were many people gathered on the shore, all looking at the stone pillars in the water and pointing and talking. It seemed that everyone was focused on these stalagmites of unknown origin. Some people were happy and some were worried. At least everyone in the family was very angry. In the first three chapters
Several forces in the government spread the word across the rivers and lakes, saying only that this place was mysterious and that only those with great intelligence and scheming would have a chance to obtain the treasure. However, no one said that they had to be good at formations, otherwise with the abilities of the three Murong, Linluo, and Luo families,
In terms of strength, it is not difficult for everyone to find a formation. The people who will not gather together like now are not weak in martial arts, but when it comes to intensively studying formations, they are far behind. At least Murong Tong's own formations are far inferior.
Murong Minglong, the eldest son of the Murong family. Among the seventy-two star-catchers of the Murong family who dominate the world, nine of the movements contain the meaning of formations.