Two hours later, the master slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, the master's complexion was much better, and it seemed that a lot of innate aura had been condensed in his body again. Glancing at everyone, the master nodded slightly and said, "Since everyone is resting, let's continue to set off." After saying that, Master slowly stood up and looked up at the void above the top of the tree, the moon was already setting in the west, and the stars seemed to be much less.

Shangguan Jin jumped down from a tree trunk, opened the folding fan casually, and said: "It's the second half of the night, and it's not far from dawn, let's hurry up!" After speaking, Shangguan Jin took the lead in the front, and for the rest of us, he didn't care at all, he just remembered to hurry. I stared at Shangguan Jin's back as he gradually moved away, full of complaints.

The master also turned around and walked in the direction where Shangguan Jin was, and Wujin still followed the master, but Hu Qingxuan glanced at me meaningfully, as if he wanted me to keep his previous words secret. I nodded silently, and secretly said that I would not tell this experience to a second person, and there would be no second person in the world who would know about it. In this way, Hu Qingxuan smiled and walked side by side with me.

At noon the next day, we just arrived near Wulong Pond, and from a distance, we could hear a deafening sound of the waterfall, such as galloping thousands of troops and horses, like a monstrous wave in the sea, humming endlessly! After a while, we finally saw the legendary Five Dragon Ponds, which turned out to be five deep pools formed by the impact of five great waters. The spring waterfall rushes, the clouds and mist change, the five roads of water flow down, ups and downs, and the granite below is almost vulnerable.

When Hu Qingxuan saw this, he introduced with great interest: "Look at the first pool, it is natural, like a fairy bathing basin, so the name of the first pool is called a fairy bath by the people here." The most famous is the fifth pond in front, called the fire dragon vortex, the pond water is cold and pressing, galloping and roaring, deafening, dozens of steps down the pool, the stream hits the cliff, such as the dragon through the long sky! The momentum is so great, it is the first of the five dragon pools! ”

Speaking, Hu Qingxuan still has a bit of poetry, but he recited Li Bai's "Wanglushan Waterfall": "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river, and the flying stream goes straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days...... Although this poem is the Lushan Waterfall of Yong, it can also complement each other here, and it is no less than the Lushan Waterfall.

After a pause, Hu Qingxuan said again: "The drop of this fire dragon vortex is at least more than twenty zhang, and there are still ......."

"Uncle Hu!"

Before Hu Qingxuan could finish shaking his head, Shangguan Jin interrupted him impatiently, and continued: "Don't forget that we are here to rescue my master, and seeing that the destination is not far away, we can't delay here for too long!" Hearing this, Hu Qingxuan smiled a little embarrassedly and nodded yes again and again. And I am even more unaccustomed to Shangguan Jin's words and deeds, and I don't treat myself as a junior at all, although Hu Qingxuan is now a descendant of the outside Fa faction, but he can be regarded as his predecessor, how can he talk to his predecessor so arrogantly?

The master glanced around, and then asked, "Shangguan Jin, where is the entrance to the Cutting Cliff you are talking about?" ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Jin hurriedly ran to the master, pointed to the rugged path on the side of the fire dragon vortex and said, "Uncle Yang, I remember that I came out of this place last time, and we walked along the road in front of us, and with my memory and judgment, it must not be difficult to find the entrance to the Cutting Cliff and the underground cave!" "Looking at Shangguan Jin's confident appearance, we have to believe him, after all, he is the only one who has entered the Cutting Cliff.

But why is it Gu Tan who is trapped and not him? This question has been haunting me and making me puzzled, but seeing Shangguan Jin's arrogant and self-righteous face, I don't bother to communicate with him more.

After listening to Shangguan Jin's words, our group followed Shangguan Jin to the fire dragon vortex, and from a distance, I felt a cold breath, emanating from the deep pool, blowing unscrupulously on my face, so that I couldn't help but feel a thrill. I have to say that this Wulongtan is really a place full of aura, if the Maoshan faction is unified in the future, it will be so beautiful to be able to choose to retreat and practice here.

The fire dragon vortex is a deep pool headed by Wulong Pond, and the waterfall above is also the most majestic, but we don't have the heart to stop and enjoy the scenery here, but go around it directly, and walk towards a mountain trail behind! In front of the path, a huge crooked-necked tree hung down, thigh-thick branches, like a dragon's body, wrapped around the path, as if the dim light in it was telling us that no one had set foot in it for a long time.

Perhaps because of the deep pools of waterfalls around, there are a lot of moss growing on the rocks nearby, especially on the sunny side, the moss is extraordinarily thick, and even stepping on it has a slippery feeling. Carefully passing through the obstruction of the crooked neck tree, we walked almost all the way into the deep valley. All around, the towering giant trees completely blocked the sunlight above, and the light below seemed to be replaced by darkness.

Strange rocks, grass and trees, this realm, in my opinion, is no less than the primeval forest. As we walked, the light in front of us became more and more dim, and the trees and cliffs, to be precise, became denser. The steep cliffs on both sides, coupled with the chaotic trees growing in them, make walking in them make you feel like you've come to an eerie netherworld. Suddenly, there was a fluke, unkempt trembling sound, rushing out of the deep valley in it, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a large flock of black crows!

"Huh?" I opened my mouth, couldn't help but swallow my saliva, and casually asked Master, "Master, this, I just came here and met a group of crows, is it the main good or the main culprit?" ”

Hearing my words, Hu Qingxuan and Shangguan Jin both turned their heads to look at the master, and stretched out their hands at the same time to calculate. Instead, the master glanced around and said, "This place used to be eight hundred miles of floating land, and there were countless Jiao caves hidden underneath!" Even though the evil Jiao has been killed, it still retains its spirit, so it is not surprising that it attracts evil things from all directions. You don't have to calculate, whether it is the main good or the main culprit today, since you have come here, there will be no good fruit to eat! ”

"Uh......"

I reached out and scratched the back of my head, and Master's words were so direct that I couldn't feel the bottom of my heart. On the other hand, Hu Qingxuan was also puzzled, then shook his head and sighed lightly: "Senior Brother Yang, for some reason, I always feel in a trance along the way, as if something is about to happen. Alas......" After speaking, Hu Qingxuan turned his head and motioned for Wujin to follow him, and looked around vigilantly.

The master ignored Hu Qingxuan's words, but turned his head to Shangguan Jin and asked, "Shangguan Jin, are you sure that the road ahead is the road we are going to take?" ”

"I ......" he didn't expect Shangguan Jin's tongue to be knotted, he took a closer look at the dim deep valley in front of him, and said as if he didn't dare to be sure: "Uncle Yang, I remember...... I remember that above the valley ahead, there should be a cloud of mist, and there was a road between the mountains. From here, there was nothing, not only did there be no mezzanine, not even the clouds and mist could be seen, except for a dim and cluttered grove of trees, which were ancient trees towering above it. Could it be that we are on the wrong track? ”

I jumped up and couldn't help shouting to Shangguan Jin: "I said Shangguan Jin, you, you dare to take us in casually if you don't know the way?" What if there's any monster inside?! ”

Shangguan Jin glanced at me with disdain, then frowned again, and said, "Lang Lang, how can there be any monster, besides, don't you have confidence in Uncle Yang's Taoism?" Coupled with Uncle Hu, there are so many people with advanced Dao methods on our side, even if there are any mountain spirits and ghosts in it, it is not enough to fight tooth sacrifices! ”

"Stop talking nonsense!" The master glared at Shangguan Jin, and then asked, "Shangguan Jin, you think about it seriously and determine the next route before leaving, otherwise if you get lost in this deep valley, I'm afraid that time will be delayed!" Hearing Master's words, Shangguan Jin nodded with a look of shame, after all, it was Gu Tan, the master who rescued him, if he didn't care, it would only delay his affairs.

However, Shangguan Jin was at a loss for a long time, and he still couldn't determine that the deep valley in front of him was where we should go.

Just as we were in a dilemma, we inadvertently heard a small cry in the deep valley ahead...... After listening carefully, I realized that it was not a cry, but as if someone was humming a sad and mournful tune...... "May Seven came to the cemetery to cry, and the peach blossoms bloomed several times in March." Thinking about desolation and suffering day and night, when will this place come again. When six or seven come, crying and sadness, who will the little slave rely on in the future? Thousands of sad tears, wet pillows at night. Qiqi will cry when he comes, and the peak will be flattened......"

Intermittently, I only heard these few sentences, but the five-seven, six-seven in it seemed to be a sacrificial tune sung by the folk at seven o'clock. The voice sounded like that of a very old man, and his voice was very old and deep.

It's just that in this dense deep valley, it reverberates endlessly.