The light source of the cave comes from the dragon horns in the cave......

Liu Wenbin didn't care about the dragon horns, what is so good about a dead dragon? Liu Wenbin stepped forward and leaned on the stone table to watch the rusty iron sword, he was very curious about how this broken sword was inserted into such a hard stone? The material of this stone table is thick and solid, and the edge of this sword is not big or small, just the size of the sword body. And there is no special thing made in such a place, and even if there is, it will not be deliberately used to insert a sword from a stone table, right? The sword was definitely stuck in the center of the table.

When Liu Wenbin stroked the rusty iron sword, he heard the sound of a torrent under the stone table, Liu Wenbin did not touch the rusty sword again, but went down the table to listen to the sound of the rapids under the stone table. However, the sound of water came from under the central stone pillar beneath the stone table.

"Whoa, whoa...... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Liu Wenbin put his ear to the stone pillar to listen, and heard the sound of a rapid stream coming from the stone pillar, the water was very noisy and rapid, but ......

"Roar...... Roar ......"

There was even the roar of a dragon inside......

Liu Wenbin immediately understood, it turned out that all the dragon roars came from the underground springs here, and this sound was transmitted to the outside by the propagation of the water flow, and the closer to the water source of this dragon head mountain, the more clearly it could be heard......

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

Liu Wenbin tried to tap the stone pillar with his right hand, but nothing happened.

"There is a large amount of water flowing in this dragon mountain, but how can we find the correct location and divert it to the village?"

Liu Wenbin stroked his chin and thought.

At this time, in the Dragon Seeking Cave......

"Mr. Yang, why hasn't the lord been in the water for so long and hasn't come up? It's been three hours, and it's getting dark! ”

Jiang Yiqu was very anxious in his heart, and grabbed Yang Hong's shoulders tightly with both hands and asked.

"Wow, it hurts! You let go first! ”

Yang Hong's shoulders ached, and a scribe was grabbed on his shoulders by a powerful and strong general, would he be able to bear it? He raised his hand to Jiang Yiqu. Jiang Yiqu let go of his hands, because Yang Hong saddled Liu Wenbin on weekdays, and he was the one who followed Liu Wenbin the most, and only Yang Hong knew Liu Wenbin's temperament the most in the Liu family. Those anxious eyes stared at Yang Hong, begging Yang Hong to give him a satisfactory answer.

"I know? But I guess the lord, there is no danger, if the lord can't dive, he will definitely not go into the water, if it is a dragon, there should be abnormal movements on the ground near here, obviously nothing happened! Unless it was swept away by the flood and washed somewhere else? ”

Yang Hong looked at this Mi Longhu and guessed with a frown.

"What? You can't! If something happens to the lord, where will we go? You must know that the legion cannot be leaderless in a day! ”

Saying that, Jiang Yiqu didn't care whether he could swim, so he wanted to jump off the lake.

"Jiang Yiqu! Jiang Yiqu! Calm down! ”

Yang Hong hugged Jiang Yiqu to the death and didn't let him jump into the lake, just because Jiang Yiqu is now one of Liu Wenbin's only four generals, and he doesn't know the nature of water, and the soldiers on the scene can't swim with him.

"Jiang Yiqu, it's just a guess now, you haven't decided yet, you don't know the nature of water, when the lord is tired of sneaking up, he still has to save you, why don't we wait a little longer?"

Yang Hong tried his best to dissuade Jiang Yi's channel, and Yang Hong did his best, but he was still dragged to the lake.

"Well, let's wait!"

Jiang Yiqu stopped and lowered his head and said softly, obviously persuaded by Yang Hong, and Yang Hong himself breathed a sigh of relief............

The two of them and the 10 cavalrymen sat cross-legged on the edge of the lake, silently waiting for Liu Wenbin's return.

And at this moment, the cave at the bottom of the lake ............

"Wait, this is the cave where the Nanhua Immortals used to cultivate, he used a dragon and a sword to suppress the flood here, this dragon has died and turned into a pile of dragon bones, so this sword?"

Liu Wenbin seemed to understand something again, stood up, looked at the sword that was inserted on the stone table and was rusty, and thought to himself.

"Could it be that this broken thing, TM's is the Dragon Yin Sword? If it were true, then the artifact would not be able to withstand the ravages of time. ”

Liu Wenbin leaned over as he spoke, looking left and right around the rusty iron sword, and kept looking at the rusty iron sword in front of him.

"If it's a town flood, it should be, because it's stuck on this stone table, and there is the sound of rapid currents under the stone table."

Liu Wenbin had many question marks about the identity of this iron sword, thinking that this sword should be the artifact called "Dragon Yin Sword", but he didn't believe that the legendary artifact was covered with patina? Does this still work?

"No matter how much! Everything starts with finding a water source, since this sword is blocking the water mouth, let's pull it out and take a look? ”

Liu Wenbin stood on the stone table, bent down, held the hilt of the iron sword tightly with both hands, and began to exert force, wanting to pull out the sword that was holding the spring.

"Babble~~!"

Liu Wenbin clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his waist stiffened violently, only to see that the sword covered with patina was unmoved, not even an inch was pulled out, and it was still stuck on the stone table.

"Ah~~!"

Liu Wenbin felt that he had changed his posture to exert force, he took a horse step, then bent down and held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands downward, and then leaned back, wanting to pull out the iron sword by inertia, but the sword covered with patina was unmoved, not even an inch was pulled out, and it was still stuck on the stone table.

"I'll go! What's going on? This Nanhua immortal is too tricky, right? Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, is it still rooted in the stone table? ”

Liu Wenbin scolded and scolded, while stepping down from the stone table, preparing to change his posture to draw the sword, because as long as this spring is liberated, I believe that there will be many, many water sources gushing up, then the problem of water shortage in Changshan Village will be solved, so this sword must be pulled out, so that the water source can come out from the sword crack on the stone table.

"Wow~~!"

Liu Wenbin used his feet to support the stone pillar under the stone table this time, and then his hands clenched the hilt of the sword like that, and his body leaned back, this time Liu Wenbin used all his strength, but it was still unmoved, but Liu Wenbin's left foot slipped and the whole person fell to the ground, and the palm of his left hand was broken.

Liu Wenbin would not give up until the last moment, and when his hands gripped the hilt of the sword again, a magical scene happened............