Chapter 681: The Legend of the Dragon King
The wind was whistling in his ears, and the stream behind him was rumbling.
Fifth, hearing that Yun was in the air at a height of 100 zhang, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but fortunately, he came over without danger. While maintaining the parallel speed with the Liren Sword, he quickly looked under him, just out of the waterfall, the dazzling light outside almost made him fall headlong, but fortunately, he and the Liren Sword Spirit had the same heart, so he didn't fall down.
Looking down from the sky, under the waterfall is a vast lake, with a radius of more than two or three miles. The waterfall behind him is full of water, flying down from two hundred zhang, the sound is not bad, the huge impact force will make this lake extremely deep, the lake is blue, and it is not clear how deep it is.
Moreover, the huge waterfall crashes against the surface of the lake, constantly setting up waves, making the lake not calm.
In the middle of the lake, a mile away from the waterfall, is a bare island. Fifth, listening to the clouds from a distance, it is estimated that the length and width of the island are no more than 20 zhang, and the island is densely packed with human figures, and it is not an isolated island in the imagination. Around the island, there are small wooden boats docked, and those wooden boats circle around the stone island, and it seems that the people on the island are not the aborigines of this place.
Yukong flew closer, and although he still couldn't see the specific appearance of those moving heads, the shadow in the middle of the crowd was different from a white horse, and it was particularly conspicuous, and he recognized it at a glance. Behind Bai He and Ye Zhiqiu was a towering stone sculpture, although it was nothing compared to the waterfall that flowed down, but it was much taller than those ant-like figures.
Before he could think about it, he flew with Edgeworth, and soon came to the sky above the island, aiming at the place where Bai He and Ye Zhiqiu fell. But the closer he looked, he found that the atmosphere on the island didn't seem to be ordinary, because Ye Zhiqiu's body was full of frozen ice, and in the thick ice, there were still three or four human figures wielding knives and sticks.
Swish!
Flying above the head of the white crane, the fifth Tingyun thought about it, and after circling the human sword in the air twice, it returned to the sheath on its own. And he held Kun Mu in his hand, took off and landed twice in the air, moving several feet, and finally landed lightly beside Ye Zhiqiu.
The white crane raised its front hooves with a limp, and kept hissing, as if admiring and delighted.
Falling to the ground, the fifth Tingyun realized that the atmosphere was not only unusual, it was clear that the confrontation between the two armies was about to break out. He wanted to say a few words to explain, but when he saw the ice sculptures of living people, he had to shake his head.
However, where the ice spread, those who surrounded it did not dare to rush up, presumably they were shocked by Ye Zhiqiu.
He looked around at the people, who were dressed very differently from the rest of Yanhua, young and old, with high crowned hats on their heads, and their hats were adorned with colorful ornaments. And they did not wear long robes as in other regions, but in short clothes and trousers underneath, and the clothes and trousers were not conjoined and were very separated.
Under the glance of his divine sense, the surrounding crowd was whispering, but that kind of language did not seem to be Yanhua's language, and he listened attentively, but he couldn't understand it. The language barrier, Ye Zhiqiu didn't ask for a big fight, he secretly said in his heart, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good today.
But fortunately, there are no cultivators among these people, only some young and strong men, and they are not even in the realm of quenching the body. If you really want to make a move, it is certain that the Fifth Tingyun side will not suffer, and this is the reason why those people are just surrounding and not doing anything now. Moreover, the fifth Tingyun also observed that most of the people in the crowd still showed a frightened look on their faces, thinking that they were frightened by Ye Zhiqiu's methods.
Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, and the fifth Tingyun was thinking about how to break the situation, a series of voices suddenly sounded in the crowd. Fifth, although Tingyun and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't understand, they could see that the crowd in front of them spontaneously separated into a passage, and an old man with white hair walked to the front of the crowd under the arch guard of the two strong men on the left and right.
The old man looked at the fifth Tingyun and Ye Zhiqiu, and said a few words to the man on the left.
Then the man nodded, took a step forward, and said, "Look at your clothes, are the two of you from Sanchuan Province?"
The fifth Tingyun heard that this man could speak the Yanhua language, and replied: "In the fifth Tingyun, from Jialing." This Ye Zhiqiu is from ...... It is also from Jialing. ”
Seeing that the fifth Tingyun's attitude was not extremely vicious, the man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since we are both from Yanhua country, please ask this girl to raise her noble hand and let these villagers go." With that, he pointed to the humanoid ice sculptures.
Fifth Tingyun nodded, and glanced at Ye Zhiqiu with a sideways face, full of the intention of asking for persuasion.
Fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu was not embarrassed, although he ignored the fifth listening cloud, the surrounding ice quickly melted. The humanoid ice sculptures also quickly collapsed to the ground, wet, although there was no danger to life, but a serious illness may not be able to escape.
"Dare to ask where this is?" Relieved, fortunately no one was killed, and the fifth hearing Yun asked.
The man spoke behind him for a while, and after instructing a few people to carry down those who had collapsed to the ground, he said: "According to the geographical division, this place should belong to the border between Sanchuan and Nanjiang Province, and is located at the south-facing end of the Hengduan Mountains. Because the mountains are continuous and steep, there is almost no communication to the outside world, and there are many barriers between customs and languages. Seeing that the fifth Tingyun nodded without anger, he continued, "Our name here is Dragon King Village, because you came out of the Dragon King Palace and destroyed our sacrificial rituals, so the villagers are disrespectful to you......
The man said as he pointed to the waterfall in the distance, and finally pointed behind the Fifth Tingyun.
The fifth Tingyun turned around and looked up, only to find that the stone sculpture standing behind him was actually in the shape of a dragon, coiled and twisted, with teeth and claws, quite a bit of charm. Under careful viewing, even the dragon scales on the stone carving are very clear and lifelike, which shows that the craftsmanship of the person carving this stone dragon is unparalleled.
With the mediation of the Han Zi in the middle, the villagers of Longwang Village gradually dispelled their hostility towards the Fifth Tingyun. Although it was really disrespectful to the Dragon King for Fifth Tingyun and Ye Zhiqiu to interrupt their sacrificial ceremony, the methods shown by Ye Zhiqiu also made the villagers feel afraid, and after weighing the white-haired old man, he finally decided to treat the two foreign teenagers hospitifully.
Just when the two sides explained the misunderstanding clearly, and the man who was fluent in Yanhua led the fifth Tingyun and Ye Zhiqiu to get on the boat and prepare to return to the village, a man and a woman came to the lake. The fifth Tingyun remembered Mu Kun and Li Chengcheng at this time, and pulled the two of them to the shore of the island, and the fifth Tingyun laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was a lot of misunderstanding here just now, and I didn't let Bai He come to pick you two up for a while." ”
Li Chengcheng flipped his wrist, took out the robe from the Sumeru ring and put it on the outside, smiled and shook his head to show that he didn't care. Mu Kun snorted and said, "Fifth Tingyun, I already knew that your kid was such a person!" After speaking, without waiting for the fifth Tingyun's reaction, he took the first step to carry Li Tingcheng on the boat.
The fifth Tingyun was confused, and he also got on the boat with Ye Zhiqiu one after another.
Rocked by two strong men, accompanied by the old village chief and the man who knew the Yanhua language, a boat of eight people, and a horse, drove away from the stone island and away from the waterfall. On the boat, Mu Kun heard that this place was called Longwang Village, and saw that the rest of the villagers were still worshipping religiously, so he asked about the origin of the village's name.
The Yanhua man, Tangshan, said he was the only one who had ever been out of the village, but only to the nearest province of Sanchuan. Although he didn't know the specific identity of the four people in the fifth Tingyun, after all, he had seen the world, knew the concept of cultivation, and noticed that the four people in this line talked extraordinarily, and he couldn't help but feel that the other party was not an ordinary person.
At this time, Mu Kun asked, and Tang Shan knew everything and talked about the legend of the dragon king that had been circulating in the village for a long time.