After calming down, Qin Zheng carefully recalled what Li Shuixiang said, and finally found two clues. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

First, it can be roughly concluded that Shuifu is not in the deep lake area, at least, the environment is also close to the outside world, and the aura will not be too strong.

Secondly, the location of the water house should be roughly between the mountains and rivers, at least, it should also be connected to the lake. Otherwise, a little fish demon in the Tongmai period would not have brought so much trouble to Li Shuixiang.

After confirming, Qin Zheng did not run around like a headless fly, but conducted a carpet search in the mouth area according to these two standards.

This time, Qin Zheng came and went, and in three or four days, he walked two or three hundred miles in the direction of the thin spiritual energy, and saw the remains of a magic weapon on a rocky beach.

This remnant seems to have fallen here for some days, washed by wind and rain for a long time, has lost its former style, revealing the true color of gray cloth, half submerged in the pile of rubble, at first glance, as if one. It's hard to notice if you don't walk in and take a closer look.

Qin Zheng was pleasantly surprised, but also a little remorse and self-blame. It's not that I haven't been here to search before, but it's the imperial weapon flying in the sky, and the flowers are swept through the air. If you had searched carefully twice in this zigzag way, you would not have made a trip to the deep lake area in vain.

Picking up this remnant and looking at it carefully, I couldn't help but be surprised, since it was Lu Song's five poisonous flags?

The material of the Gaine Dharma Vessel is extraordinary, the corrosion resistance far exceeds that of gold and stone, and it has been nourished by the spiritual power of the monk for a long time, and its quality has a bonus. For example, ordinary rivers and lakes scattered cultivation, a low-grade magic weapon, is also regarded as a treasure, if it is not damaged in battle, it is common for the master and apprentice or family to be passed down for more than ten generations.

If it was only affected by wind and rain, it would not have been tens of thousands of years to corrode this remnant to such an extent. Therefore, he didn't think of Lu Song before, and only thought that it was left by a former monk who strayed into the Water Mansion.

Those who can damage the grinding weapon, in addition to the invasion of time, are the only remaining battles. Seeing that these five poisonous flags have all lost their spiritual light, just like the miserable appearance of wood and stone, the fate of their owners is unknown.

Sure enough, Qin Zheng threw down the remnants of the weapon, and he didn't go far before he saw Lu Song's body.

The clothes were generally intact, and there was a big fist mark on the back, which made Lu Song's spine and shoulder blades comminuted fractures. Qin Zheng stretched out his foot and picked it up, and the corpse turned over, only to see Lu Song's face black, which was obviously caused by the collapse of his poisonous power after losing his vitality, and it was also the reason why his body was still well preserved and did not fall into the mouth of the beast.

Looking at the expression of his facial features, there is not much hideousness, it is obvious that from the attack to death, it is a matter of an instant, and there is no time to even feel the pain. The round eyes showed surprise and disbelief, which perfectly interpreted the idiom of not blinking.

Qin Zheng touched his chin, and the process of Lu Song's death came to mind.

Li Shuixiang's trio, when they walked to this mess of stones, they found the entrance to the secret realm or some precious treasures, and there were many monks and few porridges, and the quota was not enough for three people.

When the battle between the two was fierce and about to be decided, Li Shuixiang suddenly burst out, sacrificed the transformation golden pill, and smashed a punch in the back, causing Lu Song to fall instantly.

Qin Zheng is confident that the specific process may be different, but it is absolutely the same. Lu Song and Zhou Tong both reached some kind of agreement with Li Shuixiang in private, but there is no doubt that at a critical moment, Li Shuixiang voted for Zhou Tong and gave up Lu Song.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed?

Who can not be stabbed?

Since you choose Jianghu Road, you should first have the consciousness of hanging your head on the waistband of your trousers. If you haven't learned killing techniques, why go to Liangshan?

Since the skills are not as good as people, why is it that you can't die at the moment?

Qin Zheng sighed secretly, stretched out his hand to wipe Lu Song's eyes, threw the fragments of the Five Poison Flags on the corpse, flicked his fingers and sent out a ball of fireball, burning the two into a cloud of flying ashes, and turned around to search carefully.

With a purpose, it didn't take long for Qin Zheng to see a small mountain peak a few miles away from the rocky beach, where the terrain matched the place where the Shuifu had been inferred before.

This peak is several miles in size, and there is a large hollow similar to Guilin's Elephant Trunk Mountain at the bottom of the peak, which connects the lake with the belly of the mountain.

Qin Zheng's heart was greatly excited, but he did not rush to act, but hid his figure, turned around the mountain peak a few times, carefully surveyed the place where this suspected water mansion was settled, incorporated the mountain-shaped lake appearance, route, caves, plants, and animals into his chest like a sand table, buried some prepared back hands around the peak, and then found a clean and flat boulder a few miles away from the peak, and sat up.

After a night of pranayama, Qin Zheng realized that both his spirit and spirit had been adjusted to the peak state of perfection, and he clenched his fists, sensing the incomparably powerful power in his body, making him feel a little ruthless and hateful.

Qin Zheng exhaled with satisfaction, floated down the boulder, activated the water and fire robe, stuck to the surface of the lake, and flew towards the big hole at the bottom of the peak.

When he flew into the periphery of the hole and was about to enter, he felt a look of resistance, this hollow was clearly unobstructed, and he could see the lake at the other end, but there seemed to be an invisible film of light at the entrance, blocking the way forward, Qin Zheng was not surprised, according to the expected plan, he aroused the true qi of his whole body and poured it into the silver sword.

According to convention, the entrance to the secret realm of the cave is protected by a prohibition or formation, and a specific key is required to activate it before it can be passed. Qin Zheng deduced that Li Shuixiang may have obtained some objects in this relic mansion by chance, and he has the qualifications to pass, and what Lu Song and Zhou Tong snatched must be this, and his own family naturally does not have this thing, so the only way to destroy it is to use violence.

At this moment, the law was decided, and the silver sword flashed a bucket-thick white light, and suddenly twisted forward, and the sword light flew out of the air for five zhang, reaching the entrance, boom, there was a roar, and the entrance that seemed to be empty suddenly appeared with a ripple like a water wave, and it resisted the sword light.

Qin Zheng's finger changed, and the sword light flickered, condensing into a fusiform brilliance of more than a foot size, piercing towards the light curtain like water waves, but it was like falling into a quagmire of 10,000 tons, slow and difficult, and like a drop of water falling into the sea, it didn't take long for this sword qi to disappear without a trace.

Qin Zheng frowned, the Silver Jiao Sword is a spiritual weapon, although it is only refining a heavy prohibition, its power is also extraordinary, and it can be regarded as the most powerful talisman weapon in his own hands. In the past, I encountered a hundred demon beasts in the lake, and when I went down with a sword, it was like cutting tofu and cutting it in two.

ps: Thank you for your continued support from Taoist friends such as Letters, Heart, Water, Water, Lonely Forest, Yushi, and Monks, I'm ashamed. To be honest, I'm not a qualified writer. I've always written books on a whim of inspiration, no outline, no manuscript, no planning, well, not tenacious. There is no quality of a good author.

The above, coupled with work reasons, interrupted changes, also happened from time to time.

But seriously, it's not all about being busy and lazy, it's also about a lack of passion and inspiration. Sometimes, sitting in front of the computer, scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks, deleting what I wrote, deleting and writing, no matter how I write, it doesn't feel right, and I even feel like I have returned to my elementary school days and am a novice who can't write articles. This kind of irritability and suffering, friends who have not coded the word, it is difficult to understand.

To be honest, this chapter is 2,000 words, and it took me more than four or five hours to hold back, and the second half of it was written after flipping through a few books of Xiuzhen to find a feeling.

Of course, it is not a complaint of sympathy, as mentioned in this chapter, since you choose the road of rivers and lakes, you should first have the consciousness of hanging your head on the waistband of your trousers. The reason why I continue to be irritable, continue to suffer, and continue to be uncomfortable is because I want to repay your support, although this kind of return is very weak, and the line is broken from time to time.

But this is from the heart, and this point may be best understood by Brother Alphabet.

If the character is exhausted, I won't talk about the promise, I can only say that I will try my best in the future.