Jiang Yan and Su Kou reluctantly stood up, and the landscape painting exploded into a ball of colorful ink.
"You want to save people from me? Let's all die."
Fat Tiger, whose life was hanging by a thread, roared and broke through the rocks to save Jiang Yan, but there was a huge disparity in strength. Baiyang Divine Envoy's spiritual power directly bounced Fat Tiger away.
"Fat Tiger!"
When Fat Tiger's body was about to fall off the cliff, Jiang Yan made an astonishing move and threw himself towards Fat Tiger.
One man and one tiger fell off the cliff and fell directly into the deep valley. Old Guitou and Little Guitou also hurriedly chased after them.
"Jiang Yan..."
"Sacrifice your life to save the painting spirit? Are there still such stupid people in the world?" Baiyang Divine Envoy sneered, "It's your turn next."
Just when the envoy was about to kill them all, a huge black shadow fell from the sky in mid-air, and a hole was made on the ground with a bang. A giant bear nearly two feet tall lay in front of Su Kou and Song Yu, and He Qingzhi flew into the wind.
Come and float above the giant bear.
"Remnants of the Baiyang Sect, you are too arrogant. There are orders from the Eight Prefectures, and all disciples of the sect will destroy them if they encounter them."
Baiyang Divine Envoy immediately became vigilant. It was self-evident to be able to hold the position in the Wen Mansion and his strength was self-evident. If he could have fought against him in his prime, it would not be wise for him to continue fighting now that he has broken an arm and his strength is greatly reduced.
"I heard that there is a painter named He Qingzhi who is good at painting bears in Wenfu Zhizhi. I think it's you. Today, the Japanese envoy will let you go for the time being and learn from him later."
"Want to leave? Did I agree?"
He Qingzhi took out the second scroll of paintings from the bookcase, and another giant bear rushed out of the forest.
"If I want to leave, you really can't stop me."
After Jiang Yan fell from the cliff, he took out the painting and breathed a sigh of relief when he put the fat tiger back into the painting.
He also knew that it was not a wise move to sacrifice his own life for a painting spirit, but this Fat Tiger was different from other painting spirits. He had created many painting spirits, and only Fat Tiger had a very special connection with him.
The old ghost head and the little ghost head flew under him and tried to lift him up, but the Yin spirit's power was enough to move a teacup and a scroll, but it couldn't hold up Jiang Yan's hundred or so kilograms.
On the way down, a drop of water splashed on his face. Jiang Yan looked up and saw that the waterfall in front of him was like a Milky Way shining brightly. It was so majestic and magnificent that people seemed so small in front of this waterfall.
Under the sunshine, a rainbow stretches across both sides of the cliff, which is absolutely wonderful.
The best painter in the world is the miraculous workmanship of nature, and the most beautiful paintings are also made by nature. People just copy the best scene they see on the painting paper as an eternal souvenir.
Old Guitou and Little Guitou took Jiang Yan's hands from left to right and tried to pull him up, but this only slowed down his fall, and Jiang Yan's body fell into the deep pool under the waterfall.
"Little Guitou, please use your strength."
"I tried hard, but I couldn't pull it," the little ghost said anxiously.
"The most terrifying place at Mikawaguchi is down here..."
Both the old ghost head and the little ghost head showed fear. This was the place they wanted to escape no matter what.
"You two don't have to work in vain, run away for your lives"
Jiang Yan also heard them say that there were some terrible things in the water, especially those that were fatal to Yin spirits.
"That's not okay"
"You are the benefactor who gave us our names," the old ghost said stubbornly.
Jiang Yan was a little moved in his heart. He just picked up two names casually. How could he be worthy of them doing this?
At this moment, his physical condition was very poor. Seeing some trees growing on the cliffs on both sides, Jiang Lunqiang worked hard to grab some branches to slow down the force of his fall.
Old Guitou and Little Guitou were also inspired. They flew away and pulled a piece of vine from the cliffs on both sides and handed it to Jiang Yan.
He broke the tree roots and vines one after another, and finally stopped on the water before falling into the river.
He originally thought that he had been saved, but he didn't expect that the mutation happened again. Countless evil spirits gathered together and turned into a black ghost claw to directly grab Jiang Yan. The old ghost head and the little ghost head did not escape and were captured underwater together.
This evil spirit was like a cage, trapping Jiang Yan in it and dragging him into the water. After he became enlightened, he could cultivate his spiritual power, allowing Jiang Yan to have stronger breath-holding skills than ordinary people underwater.
As he continued to fall, Jiang Yan saw countless sunken ships floating in the water. The ships were all intact, but the people on them may have been dead for decades or hundreds of years.
"Wreck Ferry!"
Jiang Chan heard about this place that had a very bad reputation throughout Yunzhou. All the ships passing here sank into the sea without exception. When he came here, Jiang Chan even heard that a strong person in the Xuanling Realm was buried underwater.
At Mikawaguchi Shipwreck Ferry, apart from one shipwreck after another, there are only some strange fish that have never been seen before living on the ship.
These fish are completely transparent and have red eyes. They are only about the size of a thumb and wander in groups among sunken ships.
But there seemed to be more than countless sunken ships on this shipwreck ferry. As Jiang Yan continued to fall, he keenly discovered that the water flow here had obvious layers.
The first floor is filled with passing ships that have sunk into the water, while the second floor is filled with white coffins standing vertically suspended in the water!
"Why is there a coffin here!"
It is natural that there are shipwrecks on the shipwreck ferry. How can someone make coffins for the people on the ship after they die? And it is the kind of white coffin that is only used when the death is unknown.
These white coffins are suspended below the sunken ship. They should have appeared at Sanchuankou earlier than the sunken ship. As a color tie maker, Jiang Yan had heard that a funeral method called water burial was popular in Yunzhou.
The deeper you sink, the denser the coffins become, and the dim light underwater makes it especially eerie.
Jiang Gu saw a gap in a coffin he was passing by, and mustered up the courage to forcefully open the coffin lid. The person in the coffin made him stand on his head with hair on his head...
The person in the coffin was none other than the Shanglin student who was killed on the boat!
"Cui Zhu!"
The body disappeared inexplicably the night Cuizhu died. Jiang Gu couldn't figure out why the body appeared here.
Moreover, on the boat Jiang Gu checked Cuizhu's body. The muscles on his face were tense and his expression was horrified. At this time, the facial features were peaceful and it was more like sleeping peacefully than death. How could a person's expression change after death?
Jiang Yan stretched out his hand to see if Cuizhu was really dead, but before he reached out and touched Cuizhu's face, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.
This scene deeply impressed Jiang Yan's heart, because the smile belonged to a corpse.
While still trying to investigate, Jiang Yan's body was pulled by the evil spirit and continued to fall. What followed was the third endless abyss of Sanchuankou!
There are no sunken ships, no coffins, or even any living things here. There is just endless silence, and even the water flow seems to be still.
All the Yin Qi in the entire Sanchuan Pass gathered here. In this abyss, Jiang Yan saw the extremely terrifying corpse that Old Guitou and Little Guitou mentioned was the source of the weirdness in the entire Sanchuan Pass!
A man in strange clothes sat in the center of the sinister atmosphere, with disheveled hair covering his face.