Luochen took Yi Jian Lao Dao, and after following Mu Huali down, he raised his hand to recover the entrance of the cave slightly, and then looked around.

But I saw that the place I was in was dim and cramped, with a damp and moldy smell.

People can only move on the waist of a cat, like a mouse that has been buried in the bellows.

Seeing that he was in place, Lao Dao tugged at his sleeve and pointed forward.

Mu Huali had already curled up and felt out for a while, waving backwards.

Luochen put away his distracting thoughts and followed with Yijian.

After a period of travel, Mu Huali concocted the same method, uncovered a piece under his feet, and drilled down again with the two of them.

When his feet hit the ground, this time he was standing in a small room of normal height. Inside, some simple furniture and utensils were placed in an orderly manner, similar to the dwellings of the dwellings in the dungeon.

Luochen looked around, looked up, and secretly wondered that Fang had just drilled into the mezzanine of the roof. I think that the person who peeped in the stands was probably busy in vain, and he couldn't know the true face of the bottom.

Mu Huali quietly opened the door, looked out a few times, and then left the room with the two of them.

Leaving the room, he stepped into a corridor that was not too short.

Falling dust was shocked again, along the corridor, two by two, a slippery door broke into view.

The door is hung with the number of A, B, C, D.

It turned out that the so-called beast waiting area, the real face inside the doorway and under the mezzanine, was actually an inn-like place.

Follow Mu Huali to dodge and dodge, avoiding people's eyes and ears, and soon reached the end of the corridor.

Walking around the corner for a while, a staircase appears.

The three of them then descended again.

At the bottom, at first glance, it looks like before, a small hallway, sandwiched between two rows of corresponding doors. It's just that, in order to avoid people's eyes, flashing in and out of these doors, I found that it was not exactly the same as before.

Compared to the previous rooms with relatively limited area and simple furnishings, the layout of this floor is much richer.

The size of the rooms is not uniform, and the function seems to be more than just for resting. According to the living habits of immortal cultivators, it almost covers all kinds of needs, and it is very comprehensive.

Luochen sighed all the way, but because he had never seen it in the past, he had no concept.

The general layout of this shuttle is actually more like an ocean-going vessel, but the shape is more rounded than that of a normal ship. The gladiatorial arena above is like the top deck. Below, of course, there are layers of cabins.

Qu Li turned around and touched forward for a while, Mu Huali beckoned, motioned for the two behind him to follow, and then pointed to his ears.

Falling dust listened, and then heard a sound of water hit the ear drum.

Mu Huali said: "According to the current location, it is about the same height as the horizon outside. If an inverted flood dragon was made under the foundation of the Colosseum, there must have been a pipe to the heart of the armature nearby. We are still following the flow of the water, and we should be able to find the exact position in no time. ”

"Hmm. ”

Luochen responded, and the old road of Yijian still followed Mu Huali closely.

All the way zigzag all the way down, and after walking for a long time, there was a sudden violent tremor around them, and the three people who were caught off guard almost collided.

"Oh no!" Mu Huali stabilized his body and shouted, "I'm afraid those people can't hold it anymore and are ready to lift the shuttle!"

In a hurry, the "cloud pipe" lit up on the spot.

Luochen has never been in contact with the Sanqing Holy Realm, but he also knows the charm of immortals, and when he sees the brilliance of the "cloud pipe", he shakes his mind for a while. Then he woke up and shouted, "An Axiu must act rashly, so as not to lose more than he gains!"

Mu Huali also reacted instinctively, and in a hurry, he only thought about pressing down the shuttle first, so he neglected the others.

Listening to the reminder, he hurriedly retracted his momentum, and then looked at the dust with complicated eyes.

Luochen didn't say much, turning the secret that had been suspected for a long time and was revealed on the spot at this moment into a tacit understanding.

While persuading Mu Huali, he had already pricked up his ears to find the nearest water pipe, pasted it through the shelf, and played an ice condensing talisman. It's just that I don't dare to go too far, I'm afraid that the spell is too strong like a spell, and I'm afraid that the water pipe will be unbearable and burst all the way.

This shuttle, after all, is still a useful thing, and there is no need to destroy it.

Bingyi's ice spell was sent from between his fingers, and he sped along the water pipe, and in a moment he heard the sound of some small pieces of quicksand nearby. This is the running water that turns the frozen into ice slag.

After a while, the tremor subsided.

It's just that although the flow rate of this ice slag is not as fast as that of clean water, it can only slow down the water supply for a while, and it cannot fundamentally restrain the rotation of the pivot.

The three of them did not dare to delay and accelerated the pace of progress.

Just when Yijian Lao Dao was turned to vomit, there was a dense crowd of people in front of him.

Groups of four, two companions, were crisscrossing with the other two groups in front of a tall, wide cast-iron gate. Stretching on both sides, every few dozen steps, there are patrols again.

I also know that such a heavy guard must be a confidential place.

Luochen looked at the other side and said to Mu Huali: "Otherwise, I'll go and lure them away?"

"Not necessarily. Mu Huali stopped the people, took out a few talismans and pasted them on Luochen, Lao Dao and himself. Then he explained, "Do you see their staggered rhythm?" and followed me for a while, holding your breath as much as possible, and then took the gap through it. ”

Luochen and Lao Dao nodded, indicating that they understood, and then followed Mu Huali forward.

The talismans on the three of them were originally used to obstruct the eyes, which could avoid the satellite TV line, but they could not go straight to the door.

Passing through the patrol obstacle to the door, Mu Huali dragged left and right, signaled Luochen and Lao Dao to paste the door panel with him, and then knocked on the high place.

As soon as the guard in front of the door heard the movement, he was immediately on guard. He looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual, and resumed his normal walking.

Seeing that it didn't work, Mu Huali knocked again.

This time, the guard carefully distinguished, felt that the voice was not on the periphery, and finally turned his head suspiciously. Seeing that there was no one behind him, he went to touch the hidden mechanism, intending to check the situation inside the door again.

The three of them saw the opportunity, and without waiting for the door to open wide, they took advantage of the gap and rushed over.

The guards didn't notice anything unusual, and twisted the mechanism again.

The iron door rumbled and closed behind him, but the dust froze in place and couldn't move his legs.

Shock.

He never thought that the so-called cardinal heart would be such a scene.

At the feet of the three of them was a circular corridor that circled inward.

Surrounded by corridors, there is a patio space that connects up and down, about the size of the center of the gladiatorial arena, and stands several floors of pivotal linkage devices, like giants standing on top of the sky.

The giant's body, composed of countless large and small gears that bite and implicate each other, looks very strange and extremely exquisite. There were similar objects along the corridors on each floor, making contact with some of the giant's arms, making a clicking sound together.

In addition to the movement of the cardinal, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, it is also refreshing.

On the eaves of the corridor on the next floor, there is a circle of dense rafters.

Some of the rafters are genuinely just for support, while others are hollow pipes that are leaking water. The profile of the rafters is not huge, and it is the size of the mouth of the sea bowl.

However, taking into account the left and right references, the dust is roughly estimated, and these drain pipes are almost nine or eight directions in each direction, and there can be at least seventy-two.

The water comes out of the mouth of the pipe in unison, and it falls several feet downward, and the scene is simply as spectacular as a waterfall.

As for the pool that receives the water, the view is even more wonderful.

Overlooking it roughly, it is like a strange flower with fire and water, blooming at the bottom of the patio well.

Outside the receptacle, close to the corridor, dozens of tall waterwheels are erected, working together to divert water to where it is needed.

The stamens, including the stamens, were burning and sending air to a device beneath the giant's base.

What separates fire and water from different working areas is a number of heavy gates. Depending on the need for isolation or connectivity, it may be opened and closed occasionally. The petals are also outlined, and the flower shape changes.

Other pipes with different functions are like winding silk, dotted on the strange flowers.