Elder Ming Zong grabbed Ming Cheng and asked eagerly, "How can this be, disciple of Qianyun Sect." ”

"Don't look, you're too young to see. Ming Chengxi protected Mingkong Zilin in his arms and didn't let her look at the people lying on the open ground.

Then he replied to Ming Zong: "As soon as the dragon tooth was born just now, these people fought with the ten major sects. I took this opportunity to take my disciples out of the back and send them to the post station. But I couldn't rest assured, so I came back here and waited. ”

Ming Chengxi spread his hands: "When I got here, this is what I am now." ”

Ming Zong showed a relieved expression, patted Ming Chengxi's shoulder and said with a smile: "You have withdrawn well, you have protected so many disciples, you have a lot of credit." ”

"Where, where, thanks to your help. Ming replied with a laugh.

At this time, he saw the faint fluorescence in Mingzong's pupils, and immediately put away his smile and asked, "Mingzong, did you take off the Concentration Ring?"

Ming Zong shrugged: "It's not for the girl, how dare I break into this riverbank if I don't pick it up." ”

Now that the disciples have been evacuated, there is no need for Ming Zong and the others to continue to stay here, so the two of them took Ming Kong Zilin and flew to the Waterfall Cliff Station non-stop.

In the post station, the disciples of the Qianyun Sect were busy registering the number of heaven and earth crystals, and this evacuation was extremely hurried, and many materials for the formation were not brought back. However, after calculating the number of heaven and earth crystals, Ming Chengxi was overjoyed, and the income from selling the formation this time was six times more than that from selling it in the sect.

Packing the money into a box, he decided to return to the sect as soon as possible, but Ming Zong refused to leave, just asked him to take Ming Kong Zilin back.

"Mingzong, what are you thinking? The Waterfall Cliff is like this now, do you still want to get a piece of the pie if you stay here?"

Ming Zong shook his head and denied: "I didn't stay here to break the water dragon teeth, but to have other things." ”

These words made Ming Chengxi even more puzzled: "If there is something else, can't you come back in two months? ”

"I have my own sense of proportion, and I won't take risks. ”

No matter how Ming Chengxi persuaded him, Ming Cheng had to stay in the Waterfall Cliff to live or die, and Ming Chengxi had no choice but to take Mingkong Zilin and return to the sect with his disciples in the heavenly boat.

Regarding Master Mingzong's decision, Zheng Qiu was also full of question marks, this time he came to the Waterfall Cliff and had nothing to do with himself, and now there is a lot of fighting outside, but the master refuses to leave, which is really strange.

After Ming Chengxi left, Master Ming Zong locked himself in the room, except for meal time, he would come out to see Zheng Qiu eat herbs, and no one would see him the rest of the time.

In the room, two wooden tables are put together, and there is a large map with a length and a half of two feet and a half on the tabletop, and the map is full of mountains and rivers, which is the landform of the waterfall cliff.

Master Mingzong lifted the pen, drew lines for a while, ticked circles for a while, observed repeatedly around the map, and filled in notes into the circles from time to time.

In the blank corner of the map, he wrote down the words "Shocking water manifests, waterfall altar is vast", after so many days of speculation, he became more and more convinced that these eight words refer to the location of the soul measuring wheel.

Shocking water, shocking water seems to refer to the river of the waterfall cliff, and Master Mingzong according to this idea, marked the direction of the river in the waterfall cliff on the map. The post station of the Qianyun Sect is in the direction of the upper reaches of the river.

From the post station to the waterfall, on the way back with Zilin girl, he deliberately flew to the vicinity of the river to check, but found nothing. After the waterfall is the downstream of the river, I haven't looked for it in that direction.

Master Ming Zong used a pen to outline the direction of the downstream river, perhaps because of the waterfall, the downstream channel is not straight, but a zigzag serpentine, and there are many tributaries at the bend position, which flow to different peaks.

In the face of so many tributaries and complicated river directions, he suddenly had no idea, he couldn't find it one tributary after another, then he had to find the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue. He turned his head and continued to figure out the meaning of the eight words, what was the vastness, still had no clue, did it refer to the place? or the time?

While he was pondering, there was a noise outside the house, could it be that the people fighting for the water dragon tooth had come here? Master Mingzong was not at ease, so he hurriedly went out to see.

Hurried downstairs, he saw a dozen or so cultivators arguing loudly in the hall of the post station, these cultivators were surrounding a tea table, and a map was also spread on the table.

Master Ming Zong walked up to the outer sect disciples on duty and asked him, "Why are these people arguing here, do they want to do something?"

The disciple of the outer sect leaned over to Ming Zong's ear and replied in a low voice: "Elder, these people have just gotten off the Heavenly Boat, and they are also here to grab the dragon's teeth. ”

The disciple quietly pointed to the map on the tea table: "They want to intercept halfway, but they can't set the direction of interception." ”

The quarrel between these cultivators grew louder and louder.

"There's definitely no one upstream, and what fool would run to the post station now. ”

"That's right, people who carry heavy treasures won't come to the post station, they should go to Buhefeng. ”

"Buhefeng is lonely, what do you rely on to block it? Go to the rotten water swamp. ”

"You can't go into the rotten swamp, you have to go to the nearby hills to ambush. ”

"You stupid, are you stupid when others are stupid? Pigs won't be fooled by the pocket terrain of cangqiu and rotten swamps......"

Cangqiu's quarrelling words attracted the attention of Master Ming Zong, who pulled the disciples of the outer sect and asked, "What are they talking about?"

"Cangqiu is a mountain, just southwest of the rotten swamp. ”

Master Mingzong muttered, recalling the map in the room in his head: "Cangqiu is in the southwest of the rotten swamp......"

The outer sect disciple added, "Yes, there is also a vast hill in the northeast of the Rotten Water Swamp, which just wraps the swamp in it, and it is a big pocket......

Before the disciples of the outer sect finished speaking, the elder disappeared as soon as he saw a flower.

Snapping and kicking the door open, Master Ming Zong rushed to the table and leaned down to look for the rotten swamp on the map. Sure enough, there was a very inconspicuous tributary downstream, with a corrugated meadow painted at the end, and the name of the meadow was the Rotten Water Swamp.

He looked at the sides of the swamp, the southwest side was the cangqiu, and the northeast was the vast mound. It must be here, the soul-detecting roulette wheel must be in this position. Master Ming Zong rolled up the map and ran out of the room to find Zheng Qiu.

Zheng Qiu sat in the house, changing the water for the grass around his neck, and as soon as he filled the porcelain vase, the master kicked the door open and ran in.

"Apprentice, let's go!" Master Ming Zong didn't say a word, grabbed Zheng Qiu's arm and dragged it out.

"What's wrong with the master, has anyone called the station?" Zheng Qiu's question was not answered, so he had to quickly grab the grass on the table and stuff it into the porcelain vase.

Running out of the gate of the post station, Zheng Qiu didn't see anyone fighting, and before he had time to think about it, he was carried on his shoulders by the master.

"Don't wait for anyone, apprentice, do a good job. Master Mingzong's voice fell, and a large wave of air rushed out from the soles of his feet, Peng, with a muffled sound, and the earthy yellow streamer flew into the sky.