More than 20 rooms were depicted all over the walls, and suddenly saw an empty room, Wuji was stunned and a little overwhelmed.

What puzzled him even more was that there were only three walls in this room, and the walls were not vertical. There is no roof, and the three walls are leaning against each other to form a point, which is not like a room, but a bit like an attic.

The floor is a triangle, and in the center of the triangle, there is a circle, probably the only pattern in this room, and the place where he climbs up is in the center of the circle.

Mowgli looked left and right, and found nothing. The joints of the three walls are seamless, without a single gap, and it looks like it has been dug out of a single complete stone.

Mowgli suddenly realized a problem.

If this thing called the Lingtai by the old man is the ultimate secret of Zifu Mountain, then if they want to go out, there is only one exit: the stone gate where they enter. But now that stone gate has been flooded, do you want to dive out?

He could breathe without his mouth and nose now, but he couldn't guarantee how long he could hold on. What's more, Ying Yiran and the old man can't do it, they may be able to hold it for a while longer than ordinary people, but they can't breathe without mouth and nose at all like him. Getting them out is obviously quite difficult.

In addition to air, there is another problem that cannot be ignored: water pressure. According to his estimates, the twenty-four steps are about 100 meters, and once filled with water, the water pressure at the exit will reach more than 10 atmospheres, and it will be difficult for even professional divers to dive to such depths.

If we consider that the lake continues to rise, it is possible that Zifu Mountain will be completely submerged, and the entire Lingtai will sink below the surface of the water, and the pressure is even more unimaginable, enough to kill people.

Mowgli broke out in a cold sweat.

Where is this ten thousand miles away, this is simply certain death.

Wuji didn't dare to slack off, turned around and rushed down the steps, shouting loudly as he walked: "Sir, too, hurry out, hurry out! ”

No one answered.

Mowgli jumped and jumped, step by step, almost vertically, and went down more than ten floors in one breath.

When he saw Ying Yizheng, he was so shocked that he opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

Ying Yiran sat in the corner of the wall, holding her legs with her hands, her eyes were red and swollen, and she burst into tears, crying out of breath. The water had reached her waist and was still rising, but she didn't know it.

Wuji and Ying Yiran have been together for so long, and they have never seen Ying Yiran cry. She is always as strong as a rock, no matter how great the danger is, she can face it bravely and without compromise. But now, she cried like a helpless little girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Mowgli rushed up and dragged her up the steps. "Where's the gentleman?"

"Sir is dead, Sir is dead. Ying Yiran glanced at Wuji, threw himself on Wuji's shoulder, and cried loudly. "The gentleman is dead, and the empire has collapsed. Mowgli, what should I do, what should I do?"

"Mr. is dead?" Wuji was taken aback and looked around, but did not see the old man. "How did he die and where was he?"

"I don't know, I don't know. Ying Yiran cried: "I saw that my husband was dead, the empire collapsed, and I didn't know where to go." ”

Wuji was stunned for a moment, pushed Ying Yiran away a little, and stared at her eyes for a moment.

"Sir is dead, did you see it with your own eyes?"

"I saw with my own eyes, the husband died, the empire collapsed, and the city of Xianyang was full of fire, and there was blood everywhere......"

Mowgli understood. Ying also hallucinated, but her hallucination was the scene she was most afraid of seeing.

"Hey!" Mowgli grabbed her shoulder and shook it vigorously. "Wake up!"

Ying Yiran was dizzy and stunned by him, and looked at Wuji with straight eyes. "What are you doing?"

"You're hallucinating!" Wuji shouted, "Sir, where is Sir?"

Ying Yiran looked around, woke up like a dream, and shouted: "It's not good, Mr. is still down there." As he spoke, he lunged downwards and kicked the water in all directions.

Wuji grabbed her and shouted angrily: "What's the use of you going down? How long can you hold your breath? Don't save people, but you can't save people, but you give away your own life." ”

"What should I do then?" Ying Yiran was so anxious that she was at a loss, and her face, which was originally a little blue from the cold, suddenly swelled red. "If Mr. dies, the Heavenly Academy will inevitably fall into the hands of thieves, and the empire will be finished......"

"You hurry up, I'll go find him. Mowgli lamented, knowing that going up is a dead end, at most he can only live a little longer, and at this moment, it can only be like this. "Don't read the book from heaven, do you hear it?"

Seeing Wuji, who was full of voice, Ying Yiran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little shy. She nodded and nudged Wuji: "Don't worry about me, go find Mr." ”

"Remember, don't look at it. Mowgli took care of it while diving into the water. He endured the coldness of the lake, carried his internal breath, and waited for his breath to be smooth, and then slowly dived to the next level.

The water had soaked into the middle of the hall, and the white stones glowed pale green in the water. Wuji had enough luck and searched carefully in the hall, but he didn't see the old man, so he had to take the risk of going down another floor.

The height of the two-story hall is almost ten meters, and the water pressure is equivalent to an increase in air pressure. Even though he could breathe without his mouth and nose, Mowgli still felt noticeably uncomfortable. He looked around, but still didn't find the old man, and couldn't help but be anxious.

Further down, he didn't worry about breath, but he didn't know if he could withstand such pressure, after all, he had no formal diving training. However, thinking of Ying Yiran's disappointment when he saw him return empty-handed, Wuji gritted his teeth and dived again.

The icy water of the lake seemed to turn into needles and pierced in from all directions. Wuji felt that the skin all over his body was unconscious, and his eyes were a little swollen and painful, as if they were about to burst. The most painful part is still the head, especially the top of the head that has become soft, like a sledgehammer, constantly knocking, shaking his head and swelling, and there is a snorting noise in his ears.

Mowgli knew that it was all a problem caused by water pressure, which had reached his limit.

Wuji leaned against the wall and closed his eyes tightly to get used to it, hoping to alleviate the symptoms.

The pale green fluorescence vanished, and darkness reigned around.

The stinging pain in the skin slowly disappeared, and I gradually regained consciousness.

Rich vitality is poured from the top of his head, inhaled from every pore, gathered in his acupuncture points, surging in his meridians, and flowing silently in his body.

The noise in my ears slowly dissipated, leaving only a sound like a war drum.

Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this was his heartbeat.

The originally flustered mood suddenly calmed down, and unexpectedly gave birth to a hint of secret joy.

He has been practicing meditation and meditation, and he thinks he is doing well. However, he has not been able to enter the mysterious realm that the old man said, and he has not been able to really eliminate the noise of qiē, hear his own heartbeat, let alone say any heavenly sound.

He didn't care much about it originally, after all, meditation takes time and chance, some people practice for a few years before they can really enter meditation, and some people can't even do meditation for a lifetime, he has only practiced for a month or two, and it is normal that he can't enter meditation.

But now, he unexpectedly heard his own heartbeat, and suddenly realized that this was the best opportunity.

There was no interference here, Ying Yiran was at least above the hall on the second floor, and the old man didn't know where it was, he was the only one in this hall, and his body was surrounded by water. It's not quiet, but it's a rare quiet.

So, he heard his own heartbeat, and it was so clear.

Perhaps, this is a good opportunity to retreat?

Mowgli calmed down and listened to his heartbeat.

With the steady dìng of the emotion, the heartbeat that was originally like a war drum slowed down, and the "Knock Knock!" was slow and powerful.

In addition to the sound of his heartbeat, he heard the sound of blood flowing through his veins. The uproar is like rivers and lakes, gushing endlessly, echoing with the sound of heartbeat.

Then he heard some other sounds, if any, faster than the sound of his heartbeat, a little harsh. He didn't know where the voice came from, and was wondering, when suddenly he heard a faint but very clear voice again.

He subconsciously looked at the voice.

He saw a faint red light, and in the red light, a small red dot flickered. The red dot is surrounded by an extremely faint halo.

The halo is red, and under the fluorescence of green, it is easy to distinguish.

Wuji thought about it for a moment and immediately understood.

It was the infrared light emitted by the old man's body, and the red dot was his heart. Since his heart is still beating, it means that he is still alive. He didn't care about experiencing the wonderful feeling of silence anymore, and slowly dived down.

He saw the old man. The old man floated sideways in the water, shaking slowly, and he didn't know if he was conscious.

Wuji leaned over, reached out and grabbed the old man, dragging him over.

A large hand suddenly grabbed him, cold and powerful.

Wuji was taken aback and was about to shake it off, when a voice sounded in his head: "Don't move me, I'm about to find the answer." ”

Wuji was stunned, and then couldn't help but want to laugh. As soon as the mouth grinned, bubbles spilled out of the mouth. He hurriedly closed his mouth and said to the old man in his consciousness: "Sir, don't look for the answer, if you look for it again, you will die." ”

The old man replied without thinking: "Chaowen Dao, Xi can die." ”

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