Chapter 65: The Cultivator's Trench

"What's the matter?"

Song Bin pursed his lips, he looked at these things that looked like ghost talismans, and couldn't believe that this was a map.

He pointed to a scribbled trapezoid:

"What about this?"

"Jianhefeng. ”

"What about the slashes?"

"Tianshan River!"

"This circle is ......"

"Pharmacist's medicine garden. ”

"Where's this star?"

"Naturally, it's the Zhangjia Fuqiu Ridge!"

......

Song Bin was so embarrassed that the corners of his mouth twitched.

He originally thought that these were all things that Jiang Yunshan scribbled, but he didn't expect that it was really a map?!

The map was fully unfolded, and Song Bin saw that in the southwest direction of the map, those scribbled ghost drawings began to dense.

It's just that due east of these dense areas is marked by several wavy lines.

"And what is this?"

Song Bin's finger pointed to this river-like boundary, which was like a watershed, dense on the left and sparse on the right.

"This is the weak water, the west of the weak water is within the five suits, and the east of the weak water is the wilderness. ”

"Weak water?"

Song Bin was skeptical.

This term is not the first time I have heard of it, but the word weak water originates from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", which says:

"There is water in the north of Kunlun, and its strength cannot defeat mustard, so it is called weak water. ”

I just don't know if the "weak water" mentioned in Jiang Yunshan's pass has any other meaning.

I only heard Jiang Yunshan say slowly:

"There is water in the wilderness, and there is no aura on it, and its strength cannot carry a boat, so it is called weak water. ”

"The weak water is in a valley, a hundred zhang wide, this valley separates Wufu from the wilderness, and is called the heavenly moat of the spiritual cultivators, and is named 'Fallen Soul Valley'. ”

"Isn't this the same as the Soul Restriction Enchantment in the Commoner District? But even if you don't have spiritual energy, you can incorporate spiritual energy into your body in advance, store spiritual power in the spiritual pool, and spiritual cultivators can also fly over the valley through the sky, how can it be called 'Fallen Soul Valley'?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yunshan to explain, Yunlan on the side interjected and said:

"Senior brother, you don't know, weak water is not like a limited spirit enchantment, even if you absorb spiritual energy and convert it into spiritual power in your body, but after passing through the weak water, the spiritual power in the spiritual pool will leak out, and you can't fly through the sky at all!"

Song Bin leaned back in disbelief and said dumbfounded:

"And this kind of place? Then how can we reach the Five Suits through weak water? Don't you jump over? It's hard for even a cultivator to jump over that distance of 100 zhang, right?"

A string of Newtonian mechanics formulas suddenly appeared in Song Bin's mind, and it was difficult for him to imagine how much initial velocity he could use to jump over a distance of 100 zhang.

Yun Lan sneered, looked at Song Bin with a sneer, and said:

"If you jump, we won't jump, let's walk the bridge. ”

Song Bin's face was embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Yes...... Bridges. ”

"Each 'suit' will build a bridge on the edge of the weak water, and these bridges will connect the 'wilderness' and the 'five suits'. ”

After listening to what Yunlan said, Song Bin was suspicious, so he asked:

"What kind of bridge can directly cross the valley of Baizhang, even if there is such a long boulder, it should be broken. ”

Song Bin didn't say this completely on his own imagination.

Before the crossing, he was the engineering director of a road and bridge project of a Chinese company, and he naturally had a strong sense of sensitivity to the construction of bridges.

Yun Lan lifted his chin slightly with one finger, and looked up at the wooden roof of the carriage as if he was thinking about something.

After thinking for a moment, she burst out laughing:

"Senior brother, you don't understand this, these bridges are all built by skilled craftsmen in the five suits, and according to legend, they have been built for thousands of years, right, Master?"

"Not bad. ”

Jiang Yunshan nodded slowly, he touched his half-inch white beard, raised his eyes, thought about it and said:

"The shape of these bridges is unified, and the capable people in the five suits are driven into the black iron rivets on the high mountains on both sides of the valley, and then these bridges are hung between the valleys through two black iron chains. ”

"It's just that the design techniques of these bridges have disappeared, and these are the only five bridges connecting the 'Wilderness' and the 'Five Suits', and each bridge is guarded by some strange monsters. ”

Just as Jiang Yunshan was speaking, a picture appeared in Song Bin's mind.

Sure enough, as he thought, the world still has to follow some basic guidelines within his own cognition.

According to Jiang Yunshan, those bridges across the valley are the suspension bridges within the scope of his cognition.

Song Bin couldn't help laughing out loud in his heart.

Jiang Yunshan said that the design exercises in the mouth happened to know a little bit about himself.

"Brother?!What are you smirking at? ”

Overjoyed, Song Bin quickly wiped his face, coughed dryly and said:

"It's okay, it's okay......"

"Bin'er, my mother-in-law is thirsty, help my mother-in-law bring the kettle behind the carriage. ”

"Oh!"

Nangong's mother-in-law's words broke the embarrassment on Song Bin's face, he quickly bowed his body, walked to the back of the carriage, took his mother-in-law's sheepskin kettle, and handed it to Nangong's mother-in-law.

Nangong's mother-in-law pulled out the oak cork on the kettle, put her somewhat shriveled mouth to the spout, slowly drank a few sips of water, and put the kettle beside her.

She smiled at Song Bin and beckoned Song Bin to sit beside her.

Although Song Bin didn't know what Nangong's mother-in-law meant, he still sat down.

Nangong's mother-in-law looked at Song Bin with a smile, only to see her take out something from her arms and hand it to Song Bin.

When Song Bin saw the things handed over by Nangong's mother-in-law, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This is......

A crystal clear redstone, the size of a goose egg, looks extraordinary, and the red light shining on it is like some kind of energy is surging in the undercurrent.

What's more, this kind of stone has been seen before!

He remembered that when he fled from the neighborhood with his parents, each of them had the red stone in their hands.

It's just that this red stone in Nangong's mother-in-law's hand looks purer and more ...... Expensive......

"Bin'er, this is for you. ”

When Jiang Yunshan saw Nangong's mother-in-law take out this stone, his eyes lit up, and he didn't seem to expect that Nangong's mother-in-law would give this thing to Song Bin.

"Mother-in-law, what is this?"

Song Bin took the red stone from Nangong's mother-in-law, stretched out his thumb and index finger to pinch it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The density of this piece of redstone is very high, and when Song Bin looked at it carefully, he found that the red color of the redstone came from a fluctuation of water-colored water flow inside it.

Song Bin faintly felt that there was a force in this red stone that wanted to burst out, and he couldn't help but run the "Great Spirit Gong".

A strange thing happened.

The red undercurrents in this red stone actually followed his fingers and entered the spiritual pool through the meridians.

In an instant, his spiritual pool was filled!

"Bin'er, don't use it yet, don't use it when you get to the bridge!"