Chapter 119: The Dark Lantern Paper Boat
Seeing the two Yin soldiers dissipate into light in the void the moment they lifted their masks, Yang Han and the fat man sighed heavily, because they knew that there was a terrifying existence, and they didn't want them to get a glimpse of the truth. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. []
"Let's go, move on."
Yang Han shook his head, then turned away, and the fat man and the rabbit also followed.
The further you go, the louder the sound of the water waves, the louder it becomes, which makes Yang Han and the others extremely different, the ancient mining area is a wasteland, thousands of miles of terracotta, I really can't imagine that the sound of the river can be heard inside.
After walking for about two pillars of incense, when Yang Han and the others turned over a mine, a huge river appeared in their eyes.
However, to their surprise, the water of this big river was actually black, black and muddy like a pool of ink, and there was no bottom in sight, and a cold air emanated from the river, making people shudder like falling into an ice cellar.
"What the hell is this river? The darkness was terrifying, and the river was dead and silent, without the slightest life. ”
Yang Han walked down from the mine, looked at the black river shrouded in a cold air, and exclaimed.
The river was hazy, and a trace of mist was steaming, as if a black giant beast was sleeping, which was very scary.
"According to the records of the jade tube map, the pure yang true water is on the other side of the river, which means that if we want to obtain this kind of divine object, we must find a way to cross the river."
The fat man looked around while looking at the jade cylinder and said softly.
"This river is very evil, we have to be careful."
The rabbit also jumped to the river, and then plucked a rabbit fur, which was still in the water, and then something terrifying happened, the rabbit fur actually sank, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Goose feathers can't float, birds can't fly, is this the legendary weak water? Is this river the Lethe River that has been passed down through the ages? ”
Seeing this scene, the fat man, who was familiar with many wilderness ambitions, couldn't help but scream, and gasped again and again.
If it's really a river with that weak water flowing in it, then they're in big trouble.
Lechuan River, also known as the Netherworld River, the River of Life and Death, this side of the river is the world, and the other side of the river is the Netherworld.
And the weak water in it, its source is from the yellow spring, even the light feathers, can not float, even the birds can not fly over.
Faced with such a situation. Not to mention Yang Han's little cultivators, even if the sect leaders of Baojian Mountain and Xuantian Pavilion came, they would all be swallowed by the river.
"What should I do now? Are we going to stop there? ”
The fat man said angrily, they have worked hard to get here, and they see that the treasure is about to arrive, but at the most critical moment, they can't imagine being blocked by a big river, this feeling is so depressed that people want to vomit blood.
"Let's take a walk along the riverbank."
Yang Han was also very unwilling in the face of such a situation, and immediately took the fat man and the rabbit along the river bank and walked all the way up, hoping for a miracle.
The Lechuan River is very quiet, except for the sound of the river lapping on the bank, there is no other sound, the mist in the middle of the river is steaming, spreading and spreading, plus the dark weak water is surging, it is really like a demonic place on the side.
Everyone didn't know how long they had walked, but the river was really too long to see the end.
"Look, there's a boat in the river."
Just as everyone was about to give up, the sharp-eyed rabbit suddenly screamed.
"What? Got a boat? This is the Lethe River, and there is weak water flowing in it, so how can there be a boat to pass through? ”
The fat man scolded and looked at the rabbit's gaze, but after a moment, he was stunned, and his whole body was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, and his face turned pale.
In the middle of the mist-shrouded river, there really was a boat, but it was not an ordinary wooden boat, but a paper boat, folded with yellow paper.
The paper boat was no more than a meter long and wide, and a red dark candle was lit on the bow of the ship, and at this moment the candle was lit and stood on the bow, emitting a hazy halo, which appeared and disappeared in the mist, like a ghost fire.
In the center of the ship were scattered all kinds of wreaths and coins, and they drove slowly towards this side with the cold wind.
"This is the Dark Lantern Boat, this is the Dark Lantern Boat used by the ancients to pay tribute to their ancestors, the ordinary Dark Lantern Boat is only the size of a basin, banished in the river, floating into the distance, but why did this Dark Lantern Boat become so big? And being able to drive on the Lethe River is really demonic. ”
The fat man gasped again and again, and his back was wet with sweat.
This ancient mining area is really too mysterious, even the Lechuan River and weak water have appeared, and there are even dark lantern boats that can float on weak waters, no wonder even the ancient sages have to shed blood when they come in, this is simply an unbelievable magical land.
"Let's go, keep up with the ship and see where it stops."
Yang Han couldn't care so much at the moment, and hurriedly followed, he wanted to see what ghosts were hidden in it.
The group continued their way up, and it wasn't long before they saw the lone lantern ship begin to dock and stop in a dilapidated crossing.
"What's going on? There is actually a dilapidated little ferry crossing in the Lechuan River? ”
A few people were amazed again, the small ferry in front of them was very simple, with a few rotten wooden planks set up on the river bank for people to board the boat, and an old butter lamp hung from a rotten wooden pole beside it.
The wick in it was burning slowly, emitting a yellow halo, and the faint light flickered brightly around it, making it blurry and silent.
At this time, on top of the ferry, there were already five or six cultivators standing, staring at the middle of the river with nervous expressions.
"Apart from us, there are cultivators who can find here?"
When Yang Han saw these five or six cultivators, his mind turned sharply.
"Let's go and see, or maybe they know something."
The fat man also spoke, and then several people walked forward together.
"Who are you?"
Seeing Yang Han and the fat man coming over, there was a jumping rabbit behind him, and several cultivators standing on the ferry immediately opened their mouths to scold, and with a nervous expression, they pulled out the long sword on their waists, and their strength rolled.
"We just broke into here without a doubt, and we didn't mean it."
The fat man immediately took out that harmless smile and said happily.
"Undoubtedly broke into here?"
When several people heard this, their eyes flashed, obviously not believing the fat man's words.
"Let them come."
A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd, wearing iron armor, his body was tall, like an iron pillar towering here, the aura on his body was terrifying, and he sensed it carefully, and actually found that this was a great master in the early stage of foundation building.
Seeing that among them there was actually a master of the foundation building realm, Yang Han's heart became a little solemn, but he still walked into the ferry as always.
"You want to cross the Lethe?"
The middle-aged man in iron armor said indifferently.
"Of course, I don't know what advice my predecessors have?"
Yang Han took the lead and faced this master, with no humility on his face.
"Sword Breaking Brahma"