Volume 1 Dongyu Fengyun Chapter 273 The Big Iron Stick

At the moment when Xiao Yu first touched the lake, a powerful soul energy actually invaded along the meridians on his feet, as if someone was using a soul attack against him.

"There's something weird about the water. Xiao Yu frowned, staring at the lake and muttering to himself.

After watching it for a while, Xiao Yu didn't see why, but felt that although the lake was bottomless and the lake remained eerily calm as before, there was no ripple from the place where his toes touched.

"Could it be ... It's not water?"

Xiao Yu pondered to himself, and came up with a conclusion that made him a little unconvinced.

Xiao Yu, who has never believed in evil, slowly lay down on the grass on the shore of the lake at this time, and stretched out his fingers to the calm lake with the courage to explode.

"Ahh

The feeling like an electric current attack came again, Xiao Yu only felt that a powerful energy was passing down his fingertips into his heart, and this was not the end, that energy was even going to attack his sea of consciousness upwards.

Just what happened between the lightning and flint made Xiao Yu deeply understand the strange power contained in this lake.

He didn't dare to hold it up, after all, a place like Zhihai couldn't be easily risked, if one of them was not good, he would have to become a vegetative person even if he didn't die.

Xiao Yu quickly withdrew his fingers, and rolled over and lay on the grass, gasping for breath, as if this only momentary contact had made him as tired as if he had fought a big battle.

"Sure enough... Soul power, it feels too familiar, you can't go wrong. ”

After slowing down for a while, Xiao Yu finally said what the strange energy he was feeling was.

"Condensing such a big lake with soul energy, such a handwriting is by no means something ordinary people can do. Moreover, even a person who has achieved the law of the soul does not have the ability to liquefy the soul to such a point. ”

Xiao Yu didn't believe that in the low-level plane of the Huanyun Realm, how could anyone be able to practice the soul law to the fullest, so this soul lake could not be created by a person casually.

"Could it be ... Could it be that this is a mass grave? And the people who died were all top powerhouses such as Martial Saints and Martial Gods?"

"Or rather, what treasure about the law of the soul is buried here?"

Xiao Yu lay on the grass, slowly figuring out various possibilities, but after thinking about it, only these three speculations are reliable, and with his current experience, he can only guess this.

"Cousin Qiu Bing, this is the place I'm talking about. ”

At this time, an abrupt voice came into Xiao Yu's ears from far and near.

"Huh, Qiu Bing?"

When Xiao Yu heard this, the spirit sat up suddenly, looked at the position where the voice came, and the expression on his face gradually became gloomy.

"Grandma's, it's really a narrow road, I didn't expect that my front foot just came, and these grandchildren arrived on the back foot. ”

Xiao Yu said this, but he didn't stop for half a minute, and after a flash of yellow light, he disappeared in place, hiding in the woods about a mile or so away from the lake, and the traceless shadow clothes that were spread out were also held in his hands.

"Cousin, is this what my aunt said was weird?" said a soft-voiced woman.

"Yes, my mother came here once and discovered this strange lake, and before entering the mountain this time, she also told me to explore this place again. ”

"However, weren't the rules of this competition decided by the top management of the Qinglian Sect on an ad hoc basis?

"Temporary decision?hehe, as long as someone guides, temporary can become inevitable, I guess you can also figure out these things. ”

“。。。 ”

Qiu Bing was silent for a moment, after all, she also knew that although Qiu Lan's family was only in the outer gate of the Qinglian Sect, they could control the realm that even the inner disciples could not touch, and what Qiu Lan said this time made Qiu Bing feel that this family was definitely not simple.

"Well, there's nothing more to say about this, let's see what's so strange about this lake. ”

Qiu Lan said that, she sat on the ground, looked at the ancient well and waveless lake in front of her, and slowly fell into deep thought.

At this time, the two sisters of Qiu Bing also sat next to Qiu Lan on the left and right, and the three of them sat on the straw mat together on this morning when the sun was rising, admiring the mirror-like lake.

And this scene was also seen in Xiao Yu's eyes.

", this yellow-haired devil is not shallow, this one hugs left and right, and all of them are natural stunners, grandma's, why don't I have this good life!"

A feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred quietly rose in Xiao Yu's heart, and at the same time, his eyes were staring at the three of them without blinking, but there was no jealousy in his eyes, some were full of expectation.

Because, not long after Qiu Lan and the three of them sat down, Xiao Yu saw that they seemed to be muttering something to prepare, and a metal iron rod about one zhang long appeared in Qiu Lan's hand at some point, and he was holding it in his hand to explain something to the second daughter.

"Nima, do you still need the tools? ”

However, before Xiao Yu could continue to think about it, Qiu Lan suddenly threw the iron rod above the lake, and after a while, the iron rod had completely grown to a length that Xiao Yu was jaw-dropping.

"Grandson, did you dig up the grave of the Great Sage, why did you even get out of other people's sticks!" Xiao Yu cursed secretly in his heart.

I saw that a giant supernatural stick about fifteen or sixteen zhang long and as thick as an adult's forearm was quietly suspended in the air.

The huge iron rod stood straight above the surface of the lake, one end reaching into the sky, and the other end quietly touching the surface of the lake.

At this time, Qiu Lan was not idle, I saw his hands flying, pinching the complicated fingers, and from time to time, a huge golden rune flew out of his hand, directly submerged into the iron rod.

One, two, three, as Qiu Lan's fingers fought faster and faster, the speed at which the fingertip runes flew out became faster and faster, and in less than a stick of incense, Xiao Yu had already seen about seventy or eighty runes submerged into the body of the stick.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qiu Lan, who was sitting cross-legged on the shore, was already sweating on his forehead, and it was obvious that these flying runes were also consuming the aura in his body.

"Printed, up!" Just as the one hundred and eighth rune successfully sank into the iron rod, Qiu Lan, who was sitting upright, instantly let out a loud shout.

Immediately after, Xiao Yu saw that the originally unpretentious iron rod actually flashed with golden light, dyeing the entire sky golden.

The one hundred and eight runes that had already been submerged into the iron rod flew out at this time, spinning rapidly around the body of the rod.

However, at this moment, the sky overhead suddenly became gloomy, and the dark clouds gathered above the iron rod as if they appeared out of thin air, and there were silver-purple thunderbolts flashing out of it, and the rumbling thunder shook the silent valley to the point that the warblers were not very bad.