[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the wonderful pen used the paper ingots of the paper tie shop, and played a trick to make it look no different from the real ingots in the eyes of the boss of the paper shopkeeper. And used this thing to trick the boss of Nacha into saying two very important clues. The Immortal Dao Yellow-clothed Cultist, looking for the holy land of the dragon lockers in the Taiyue Mountain, stepped into the air due to the blessing of misfortune, and slipped into the holy place along the artificially built secret passage. Led out the immortals, the Taoists used vines as ropes and went down to the cave to check the ruins. After taking a closer look, not only did he find out what Liu Yang asked him to verify, but also unexpectedly obtained a lot of other information about the dragon lockers, the old man was anxious to write down what he had seen and heard into a letter and pass it on to Liu Yang, who was thousands of miles away. 】

Listening to the sound of the wind still whistling in his ears, the old man was so frightened that he was out of breath and slowly lay down, but he didn't dare to let go of his hand.

Still clinging to the sturdy vines on both sides. Blessed by misfortune, he breathed a long sigh of relief after making sure he was safe.

But I found that in an instant, I was already sweating profusely, and the back of my robe was also wet.

Everything happened so suddenly that the old man was still frightened.

Fortunately, these vines, which seem to have crept in from outside the cave, are still sturdy. The smallest and thinnest vine is also two fingers wide. The thickest one is as thick as a human arm.

After he calmed down, he looked up at the cave behind him, and could only see a little light, coming in from a distance. Looking at the vines crawling all around, there are many traces of artificial polishing on the rock wall. After a little thought, the old man thought that this should be a ventilation hole that he could see artificially.

Grabbing the vine in his hand, he sat up slowly, gasping for breath a few more times before looking forward.

The cave in front of him was unobstructed as he looked around.

Although this cave is high, the space is at least a dozen zhang, but the area is not very large. Roughly estimated, the diameter here is about half a mile. If you look closely, the old man can see the rock wall standing at the end of the opposite side.

Compared to other natural caves, this is a small cave. And the terrain is not too complicated, it is a vault space, and there are no holes in the bottom of it. In addition to the towering stalagmites, there are only a few ruined and dilapidated buildings.

The old man used his night eyes to look carefully in the darkness several times, and found that the buildings here were basically arranged according to the stars, with houses and altars, pavilions and attics, as well as some broken stone pillars and walls, but all of them corresponded to the stars in the sky. Therefore, even if it is deserted and dilapidated, it is arranged in an orderly manner.

"The holy land of the dragon lockers, most of them are here." The old man whispered to himself, but there were bursts of echoes.

Then, in the midst of the echoes, he cautiously turned back, clutching the vines and climbing towards the entrance.

After a long time, he crawled back again. Still cautious; But there was already a circle of sturdy vines rolled up on his back.

During the time the old man went out, he was looking for vines to make ropes. He tied the vines end to end and tied them together into a long rope that would allow him to descend from the end of this secret tunnel to mid-air about a foot above the ground.

When the time comes, he will be able to land firmly with another jump.

The old man suddenly regretted that he had spent too much time and energy studying medical skills, but he had not studied evil arts well. Otherwise, with this height of three or five zhang, there is no need to be so troublesome. Like Liu Yang and them, he jumped directly by luck.

He tied one end of the vine tightly to a few sturdy vines near the entrance of the cave, and threw the other end out of the hole.

After a while, he turned over and turned upside down, turned his back to the underground cave behind him, grabbed the vine in his hand, and slowly slid down little by little.

After a moment, the yellow-clothed cultist, who had already slipped a foot or two, froze his figure, turned his head to look at a stalagmite not far away, and after a little thought, he kicked his legs hard, grabbed the vine with both hands, and swung in the air towards the stalagmite that he was watching.

The next second later, the yellow-clothed cultist who was approaching the stalagmite let go, and then swung the force that swung over, pounced on the stalagmite, and then kept the stalagmite with both hands, and his legs also wrapped around the stalagmite's body, slowly sliding down.

After another moment, the Yellow-Clad came to the ground, relieved with his feet on the firm, slightly damp ground.

He looked up at the hole above his head, thought for a moment, and after thinking of a way out, turned and walked into the depths of the underground cavern.

The yellow-clothed cultists who shuttled among the stalagmites, with a pair of night eyes, walked and looked, and found that the surrounding houses had collapsed a lot, and there were many traces of man-made destruction, and even some damage that had been destroyed by tools could be vaguely seen.

Therefore, it has little value.

As for the stalagmites around, there are also many carved patterns. The murals are simple, but rich and easy to understand.

With a few closer looks, the yellow-clothed cultist, who is not a stupid evil person, can clearly see what these murals are trying to express.

These murals are grouped with several stone pillars, and they all depict exactly the same story, telling the ancestors of the Suolong people, who were originally a group of monks who followed Xia Yu to control the water. But they are different from traditional alchemists and are more capable.

And he is born with the ability to restrain evil dragons, guide the flow of water and control water. Gradually, this group of people cultivated through the methods recorded in the Heavenly Book excavated from the underground of Taiyue Mountain, and became stronger and stronger.

It can even control the five spiritual qi, and divide the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

The powerful power made the ancestors of the Suolong people the founder of the Xia Dynasty.

The yellow-clothed disciple was beside one of the stalagmites, and after slowly circling around it, his curious gaze was fixed on the stalagmite as he stopped.

As far as the eye can see, there is a well made of stone, and above the well, there are patterns of lightning and dark clouds. And in the middle of the dark clouds and the well, carved several small people holding iron chains or ropes, bound a sturdy ape with golden eyes and snow teeth.

Judging from the pattern of the ape, it is more full and three-dimensional than the surrounding small people, and it is easy to see that its limbs are very developed.

"Wu Zhiqi?" The old man in yellow looked directly at this pattern and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said to himself: "What is told here is the great achievements of the dragon lockers, secretly helping Xia Yu to control the water and other deeds, could it be that Wu Zhiqi was sealed by them?" ”。

Thinking of this, the yellow-clothed cultist felt a chill down his spine. At the same time, I am glad.

If Wu Zhiqi really dominates the Huaishui Basin for decades as described in the myth, and has claimed to be the king of Huaishui, within a thousand miles, the wood charm, the water spirit, the mountain demon, and the stone monster will all obey his orders and be controlled by him. If the ability is strong, if you dare to call the gods endlessly, then the ancestor of the dragon people who can be the enemy of Wu Zhiqi is by no means a vegetarian.

The yellow-clothed cultist was glad that he was not born in that era and did not be an enemy of the ancestors of the dragon lockers, otherwise he didn't know how he died.

Thinking of this, the yellow-clothed cultist continued to look down.

The later mural tells the story of the people who locked the dragon according to Xia Yu's request and became a group of people who secretly helped Xia Yu get the world behind his back. It was also the strategist who instigated Xia Yu and went to Tushan's meeting.

They never showed up in order to do something unsightly for Xia Yu. So that Xia Yu seized the world.

In the mural, there is even a secret that history will not record. That is Emperor Shun of the Southern Tour, who was secretly assassinated by the Dragon Lock people.

And when Emperor Shun's two concubines rushed to the south to find their husbands, they killed them in front of Emperor Shun's grave. One of the concubines saw the hideous faces of the dragon lockers, and was so frightened that she trembled holding the bamboo, and shed blood and tears in horror, so she had Xiangfei Zhu.

Because of this, some of the Xiangfei bamboos have bright red blood spots, which are dyed by the blood and tears flowing from the eyes of the two concubines.

After Dayu seized the world, he whitewashed the dragon lockers, claiming that Emperor Shun was exhausted to death in order to get rid of the evil dragon.

As a result, no one knows about the crime of killing the king by the dragon lockers.

"No wonder Sect Leader Zhang Qianqian always said back then that the Dragon Lock People were not as great as they said." Another self-talk, uttered from the mouth of the yellow-clothed cultist.

He continued to go out into the depths, and after a while, the murals were gone, and what he couldn't ask for was a string of ancient Xia Dynasty characters, or the official text of the Xia Dynasty - Xia Seal. At first glance, these words appear to be prophecies.

The yellow-clothed cultist looked at it carefully.

He understands and is proficient not only in medical skills, but also in the written languages of the past dynasties, so that he can better study ancient medical skills. For example, Bian Que's heart-swapping is an ancient medical technique.

The Xia seal here is not difficult for him, and it is not difficult to see that what is recorded is the future predicted by a dragon locker who is proficient in divination before the dragon lock people suffered the disaster.

Including the catastrophe that the dragon lockers would be secretly eradicated by Xia Qi, as well as the prophecies mentioned by Liu Yang.

It is with these prophecies that many dragon lockers escaped. Xia Qi was not able to exterminate them, but the scholars rose from then on, and for nearly a thousand years, they have been important officials of the royal family of all dynasties.

And the dragon locker also withdrew from everyone's sight because of this, and little is known from then on.

The same is true to this day.

It was proved that after Liu Yang received the prophecy, the mission of the Yellow-clothed Sect had been completed. Everything here was ruined and of no other value, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he went back the way he came, and came to the entrance and exit where he had come in before.

The old man in yellow jumped up, first climbed to the stalagmite that was closer to the vine, then reached out and grabbed the vine that was gently swaying in the breeze, and after leaving the stalagmite, he climbed up with the help of the strong vine.

After a few moments, he climbed unharmed to the vent's opening, grabbed the vines and continued to climb towards the ground.

After a long time, the yellow-clothed cultist, who was out of breath and already sweating, finally crawled out of the ground, stood on the ground again, and sat down on the ground, looking up at the dappled light and shadow among the leaves above his head, gasping for breath.

After a long time, he got up and returned to the tree where he had rested last night.

Then he climbed up the tree in three or two, took the burden hanging on the branches, climbed down again, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from it, poured some water into the inkstone, and after grinding, spread the paper on a fairly smooth stone under the tree, and began to write letters to Liu Yang.

He wanted to describe everything he saw here, and then send a letter to Liu Yang.

After a long time, the old man in yellow who was struggling to write stopped writing, put away the pen and ink, picked up the letter where the ink had dried, looked at it carefully, and folded it carefully.

After folding the paper to the size of a tofu cube, the yellow-clothed believers rolled it up and put it into a bamboo tube taken out of the baggage, lit a candle, and sealed the mouth of the tube tightly with dripping wax.

The old man in yellow, who had done all this, took a red rope and tied it to the bamboo tube. He stood up and let out a burst of eagle chirps with his beak.

How did the old man in yellow send a message to Liu Yang? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.