Chapter 148: The Secret of the Dragon Trough and the Tsing Shirt Divine Sword Han Haiyun
Suddenly, a thought broke into Han Xing's mind, and said to himself: "The green copper tripod is a thing used by the Immortal Emperor, it was shattered in the ancient war, and the nine fragments and countless small fragments were scattered in the heavens and all the worlds.
However, the bronze giant tripod that this old man just mentioned flying away may not be under this dragon trough, if this tripod is really a fragment manifested here, it must not lose the opportunity to collect it!
He was looking forward to it...... Bronze Ding, Bronze Ding, you must help me sense, collect all the fragments as soon as possible, and help me break the seal of heavenly jealousy, open the Shenque acupoint, and open the road to the heavenly immortals!
At this moment, Han Jian listened to what the old man had said so much, but he was impatient, and asked out loud: "This Jiuqu Heavenly River runs through the Qinzhou Continent, it is the mother river of many rivers, roaring and rushing for hundreds of thousands of miles, even if it is a little weird, it is really normal. I just want to know the situation under this dragon trough stream, whether I can enter or not?"
His face was pale, as if the old man would let his blood splash on the spot if he didn't answer correctly!
Han Jian was narrow-minded and conceited. He must not allow anyone to be better than him when he enters the Ancient Secret Land.
He wants to be the first to go in and receive the inheritance, and the treasures inside are his!
He couldn't admit that Han Xing, an illegitimate child, was far more qualified than himself, and because of this, he regarded it as a great shame, and he was even more afraid that he would take the lead in the secret place this time!
After accepting the inheritance of the Gu Eagle, let him have the hole cards in his hand today, and he was even more fearless, so he insisted on getting rid of everyone and going in first!
The old man glanced at Han Jian, his expression was solemn, and said: "The son is scheming, far better than ordinary people, how can he not know the old mind, just persuade the son to listen to me finish speaking, at that time, whether to enter or stay, the old man will never dissuade him!"
Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that there are unrevealed secrets that no one knows!
The old man was neither humble nor arrogant, and what he said was to the point. This time, Han Jian was unexpectedly not angry, but fell into deep thought.
On the boundless land on both sides of the Jiuqu Heavenly River, from the ancient era to the present, I don't know how many ancient ruins, fairy relics, and gods and demons cave mansions have been brought out by the diversion and migration of this big river, and countless monks often inadvertently enter these ancient immortal and demon ruins to get benefits, so as to rise and become strong.
But more of them died in the ruins of some immortals, gods and demons.
This desolate ruins may be protected by heavenly seals or gods, demons, and beasts.
Ordinary monks have no ability to resist at all, and can only be devoured or flee.
Although it is said that you don't get a tiger in the tiger's den, it also depends on whether you have the strength to get out of the way!
Now, the secret passage is under this dragon trough stream, and there is no retreat. But knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles.
Han Jian is difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, so he can only listen to this old man, watch one step at a time, and try to be as cautious as possible, so as not to ask for hardship and lose his life.
This dragon trough stream is crazy...... It's really rare to hear of!
The old man watched coldly, saw that Han Jian's face slowed down a little, and after a long time, he slowly continued: "This section of the river is called the Dragon Trough, which is actually the most strange section of the Jiuqu Tianhe. ”
"Eight hundred years ago, there was a great flood tide, the flood destroyed countless farmhouses under the mountain, tens of millions of cattle, sheep and livestock were lost for no reason, and even worse, after the cattle and sheep were exhausted, this disaster actually fell on the heads of the human race. ”
"This matter alarmed the previous generation of sect masters, and the Twelve Peak Elders went out, and after searching for half a month, they did not find any details. Until one day, suddenly heard the roar of the cockroach, and the roar shook the sky, miserable, everyone rushed over along the cry, only to see a head like the size of a mountain golden-scaled white-bellied carp because of the flood receded and was trapped in the shallows, hunger unbearable, actually came to drink the cockroach with horns on the head and bite into the mouth, no matter how the cockroach's hundred-zhang long body struggled, death did not let go, at the time of stalemate, everyone arrived, together to sacrifice the magic weapon, only to kill the huge carp. ”
After the huge carp was completely out of breath, everyone turned its belly upwards and wanted to open the abdomen, only to find that the snow-white fish belly was printed with two large seal characters of "dragon trough". After analysis, it is believed that this fish is huge, and it has been lurking on the rocks below the riverbed for a long time, and the rocks at the bottom of the river are inlaid with words, and then they are rubbed on the belly of the fish. ”
"Look at this fish again, there is indeed something different in the appearance, the scales on the head are like thin gold casting, exuding a cold metallic luster in the sun, and the place covered under it, faintly bulging two sarcomas, like the two horns of a newborn calf, feel skinny to the touch. This is a dragon carp that has jumped over the dragon gate and is about to turn into a dragon!"
"The Longyuan Sect is based on the dragon veins of the earth, and the previous generation of sect masters were afraid that they would avoid something and affect the fortune of the Longyuan Sect, so they worked together to lift this fish into the river and sank. It is also strange to say that the huge golden dragon carp was already breathless, but after entering the water, it actually eased up, stirred up a wave of ten thousand feet high, and disappeared. ”
Since then, the name of this place has been changed to Dragon Trough Stream, and it is estimated that the dragon carp is still in the water below. ”
The old man took a breath and continued, "Since then, there has often been a loud sound at the bottom of this river, as if something was fighting. The originally clear river water gradually turned into a river of blood, and the blood water churned and rushed, flowing down the dark river and into the ground. The bedrock exposed in the area of this dragon trough stream was soaked and permeated into purple red. ”
Everyone's scalp is numb, and Teterma is scary!
How many creatures have died in this dragon groove stream to change the color of the stone!
When Han Jian heard this, his originally calm expression disappeared, and he asked nervously, "Could it be that the fifteen people sent down were all bitten to death by this dragon carp, or is there something else strange?"
"For thousands of years, hasn't anyone dared to go down?"
"There is one person!" the old man's eyes stared into the distance, as if he was remembering something, this was a figure that he could not forget from his heart for many years, and he didn't know how many monks had gone crazy.
With complicated feelings, he said respectfully: "Han Haiyun, the former generation of the god of war and the blue-shirted sword, has gone down!"
"God of War Qingyi Divine Sword Han Haiyun!"
Han Xing jumped up in shock in the distance, and his whole body trembled. It was as if a thunder exploded in his ears, his eyes turned black, his mind almost stopped, and he stood on the spot.
He was stunned for a long time before his body trembled: "Dad!"
Since the day he was born, his father has disappeared and his fate has not been known.
After disappearing for so long, he didn't expect to hear the sound in the old man's mouth again today, and he seemed to see a ray of dawn from the dark night...... In case of...... He's alive.
At this moment, it seemed that everything in heaven and earth was quiet. A second ago, the mountain wind was howling and the waves were roaring, but now, in Han Xing's ears, it was so quiet that it could be heard, and only the old man's voice remained......
"Han Haiyun found a number of barrel-thick fine steel cables in the bottomless abyss, crisscrossing and deep into the rock walls of the riverbed, unfathomable!"
"It is said that these cables were by no means artificially penetrated into the riverbed and into the mountains, and that the engineering was unimaginable. It is to gather the power of the cultivation realm of the entire Qinzhou Continent, and it will not be completed without a thousand hundred years of effort. ”
"Maybe it's something left over from the ancient times...... What is being suppressed...... It could also be the Abyss Seal. ”
The old man cleared his throat and said with a sigh: "No one can know about these except Han Haiyun, because no one has the courage to go down and find out more!"
Except for Han Yunhai...... No one has that guts!
This is such a contemptuous look at the world, invincible in the world, this is clearly the image of my father in my memory!
I don't know when, Han Xing's eyes were already moist.
"Tsing shirt divine sword Han Haiyun?" Han Jian was shocked in his heart.
According to rumors, there was a guy named Han Haiyun who visited the Han family at night and sneaked into the "illegal" mother's room, could it be the same person?
The person I am talking about now must be the kind of person who looks down on the world and is a world-class powerhouse, how can Han Xing, as an "illegitimate child", have such a father!
There must be a mistake!
Or the same name!
He didn't believe it when he killed Han Jian, and he didn't want to believe that Han Xing would have anything to do with this Han Haiyun who had sneaked under the dragon tank!
Although Han Jian's heart was shocked, his vigilance had been raised to the peak, his voice was still motionless on the surface, unusually stable, his face was cold, and he asked blankly, "Where is this person now?"
The old man sighed and said, "Since then, no one has been left behind. Some people say that they were killed by the enemy, others say that they have fallen, and even more that they have entered the ancient secret land since then...... It was sealed inside...... In short, no one knows where to go...... It has become a hundred-year-old mystery in the cultivation realm!"
Hearing this, Han Xing had vaguely guessed that his father might have gotten some opportunity...... Enter the Ancient Secret Land!
Other than that, he didn't dare to think about it any further.
But the identity of this mysterious old man made him a little shocked and taboo...... Does he have an old relationship with his father? Or does he have a grudge?
Otherwise, how could they know so much?
The master said that although his father was chased and killed by the enemy, he also had three friends, namely the Decepticon Sword Wang Bin, the Flying Star Sword Liu Xiafei, and the Streamer Sword Ji Yun, and I heard that he was always chasing his father's whereabouts.
But who is this person in front of you?
Leaning slightly, Han Xingjian raised his eyebrows, his face spasmed with pain, and he gritted his steel teeth fiercely, like a beast that wanted to devour people, his eyes were cold, his hand cut down, and he said viciously in his heart: "Hmph, no matter who you are, if you participate in framing my father, you will definitely be broken into thousands of pieces, so that you will never recover!!"
"Dad, with your ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, you will definitely not fall, but why have you refused to see each other for so many years?
He was silent for a long time, his brows furrowed tightly, and he looked down at the misty river of the dragon trough stream, and there was a trace of imperceptible sadness and resentment in the depths of his eyes.