After putting away everything in front of him, Fang Yan carefully checked his whole body again, and there was nothing wrong with it, and after tidying up a little, Fang Yan walked towards the place marked by the red dot.

There are really a lot of demon beasts on this island, but Fang Yan no longer has the mood of hunting demons when he came, he just wants to go there to investigate, whether he finds it or not, he will return to the camp, because he has already obtained the things needed for this mission, and there is no need to linger here.

When he met demon beasts along the way, the dialect was to hide if he could, and if there were more of them, he would paste an invisibility talisman, anyway, he made it himself, and it didn't cost a few spirit stones. Besides, he can also use the blue bead space, even if he accidentally alarms many demon beasts and beast groups, he can still hide in it and wait for the crisis to pass before coming out to hurry.

The place was not far away, before it got dark, the dialect came to the vicinity of the marked place, as the night approached, the demon beast slowly became active, the dialect did not rush to leave, so he found a place to rest for the night.

The early morning on the island is still very lively, and from time to time you can hear the neighing of birds and beasts not far away, and the morning sun that is close to winter hangs weakly in the air, and even the layer of mist rising from the island cannot penetrate it. Fang Yan flashed out of the space, and his whole body had changed into a suit, still dressed in black, with a hat, the original set was soaked in blood, and was burned clean by Fang Yan.

Not far from here is the goal of dialect investigation, for what kind of harvest can be had, dialect actually still has some expectations, so that this demon cultivator can come here tens of thousands of miles away, what he wants must not be an idle thing. Fang Yan decided to search this place carefully, never letting go of any suspicious place, and asked the purple pupil beast to come out and follow him, helping to find out together, what kind of spiritual thing it is, or maybe it is a secret place.

Then the dialect began to search slowly, from the place marked by a red dot on the map is only ten miles around, for the sake of safety, the dialect did not search indiscriminately, but very patiently one place by one to explore the past, to avoid any omission.

After a whole day, the results of the search made the dialect very puzzled, this is near the edge of Dajin Lake, but some rolling low mountains, the red dots marked by a few ordinary peaks, if not the red dots on the map are demarcated here, even if the dialect passes by.

Moreover, the Purple Pupil Beast also followed him for a day, and there were no precious spirit grasses and forbidden places along the way, and the whole day was spent running around meaninglessly. Fortunately, there are no powerful demon beasts here, and Fang Yan has completely investigated this place, and he has not encountered a high-level demon beast.

But the harvest is almost zero, Fang Yan has almost swept all these peaks with his divine sense, if there is any abnormality, it is difficult to escape, and he also has the Purple Pupil Beast on the side to assist, there is no reason not to find a clue. Thinking of this, Fang Yan resisted a trace of anxiety in his heart, and found a nearby cave to rest for the night, preparing to explore again tomorrow.

The next day, the dialect got up early again, and searched around with the purple-pupiled beast, this time the dialect searched more carefully, almost inch by inch, even a tree and a grass. But the result still disappointed the dialect, and as yesterday, there was nothing suspicious.

At this point, it stands to reason that the dialect should also be dead, so there is nothing to find in this search, it is difficult to turn over these mountains to find the dialect always feel that something is wrong, as if he has missed the most important place and has not explored, but he has thought about it again and again and can't think of where else to find.

If you want to give up, how can you let yourself meet all the opportunities in the world. Fang Yan smiled wryly, which could be regarded as self-comfort, so he ate some dry food in the hiding place, and rested quietly on a bluestone slab covered with thick fur.

Just when Fang Yan closed his eyes for a long time, he didn't know when it was outside, and suddenly Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and he patted his head lightly. No wonder he always felt that he was missing something, it turned out that he had been looking for it during the day for the past two days, and at night he was worried about disturbing the demon beast and resting in the cave, why couldn't he find something at night.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan immediately cheered up and quietly came out of the cave. At this time, a cold bright moon hung on the treetops, like the moonlight of water sprinkled on the ground speckled, all kinds of demon beasts in the mountains and forests were extremely active at this time, and the dialect divine sense checked it at will, and found a lot of demon beasts hidden nearby.

Fang Yan did not alarm them, but carefully avoided checking back and forth on several nearby peaks At this time, the demon beasts were infested much more frequently, but the search for two days made Fang Yan very familiar with the nearby terrain, and there were no rank demon beasts among them, which made Fang Yan easily avoid a large number of low-level demon beasts, and searched these peaks again before dawn, but still did not find any clues.

At this time, the dialect was really a little discouraged, either the person who made the remnant picture had made the wrong place, or the age had passed in time, and from the analysis of previous events, it seemed more likely. Fang Yan didn't believe that this demon cultivator was so reckless, so he casually took an unknown remnant picture and came here forgetting his life, if so, I am afraid that this person would have died many times.

But the dialect is still a little unwilling, with such a clear map in hand, he can't find anything, this kind of thing dialect has never appeared before, I don't believe that this time I really made a mistake. Besides, compared to this demon cultivator, even if he couldn't find it, he spent so much effort to come here, and he only delayed a few more days, which was a hundred times stronger than him.

After returning to the cave to rest for a while, Fang Yan gritted his teeth and insisted on looking nearby for another day, but there was still no accident and he returned empty-handed. Walking to the entrance of the cave, it was dusk at this time, and suddenly I heard the sound of a huge tide rising and falling from the Dajin Lake not far away, which was a little strange, why the lake was quiet during the day, why would it be like this tonight.

Looking up at the faint moon shadow in the sky, the dialect suddenly understood, it turned out that today was the day of the full moon, and it was possible that the tide of Dajin Lake had occurred. The dialect of this matter is vaguely on the jade slip of the introduction of Dajin Lake, and it is also the strangeness of this lake, that is, Dajin Lake will suddenly have a big tide for no reason, and every time it is on the full moon day in autumn and winter, it appears in the evening and night, the lake suddenly retreats more than ten zhang or even dozens of zhang, the time of each tide is not long, and it will rise to yesterday's water level when the next day is dawn, everything is like it has never happened, very weird.

As for the reason for this strange phenomenon in this lake, no one can say clearly, and some good people have searched around this lake to find out the cause of the great tide, but they have found nothing. After so many years, almost every few years I hear the news of the big tide of Dajin Lake, and the reason is still unknown.

Fang Yan's heart moved, but the discovery of this place is not related to the ebb and flow of this tide. In any case, Fang Yan decided to go for it, and if he still found nothing, he would let himself die completely.

Then Fang Yan hid his body and sneaked quietly to the lake not far away, when the sky was not completely dark, and the surface of the lake and around the lake were still clearly visible. Fang Yan gently poked his head out from a mountain cliff, only to see that the lake was rushing in a frenzy, and the undulating water surface was rolling huge waves from time to time, but the strange thing was that there was no wind on the lake at this time, and the surging tide was windless automatic, which made the dialect really difficult to understand.

As the sky faded and the eyes darkened, the lake suddenly became more violent, and wave after wave swooped down on the shore and then quickly retreated, striking the rocks and mountains on the shore with a deafening sound. After a rushing wave, the lake suddenly retreated sharply, and the huge waves mixed with mud and sand collapsed for thousands of miles, roaring and retreating towards the center of the lake.

At this time, a strange scene appeared, the rapidly retreating lake water exposed a large area of sand and ground around the lake, and a large area of tidal flats was crawling with shrimp, crabs and fish, among which there were even some low-level aquatic monsters, all of which were desperately retreating towards the center of the lake in horror. The water of the lake had dropped more than ten zhang in an instant, and as far as the dialect could see, a large amount of mud and sand had been exposed to the water, and the several peaks he had searched during the day were still full of water, like a deep pool surrounded by mud and tidal flats on all sides.

Suddenly, the purple-pupiled beast in Fang Yan's arms became very excited, quickly climbed onto his shoulder, and kept "squeaking" at this dialect, and kept gesturing towards the bottom of a mountain peak with its claws, and the divine consciousness sent out to Fang Yan was both excited and with a trace of fear, although it was still a little chaotic, but this time Fang Yan still understood a little.

The place that I have been trying to find for a few days is just below that mountain peak, it is such a hidden place, it is usually covered by the lake, no wonder even the purple pupil beast can't sense it, if it weren't for the sudden ebb tide tonight, even if Fang Yan has the ability to dig up several mountains again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find.

Listening to the meaning of the purple-pupiled beast, there may not only be spiritual creatures there, but there seems to be some dangers, at this moment, Fang Yan did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly pressed his excitement, and carefully probed slowly under the mountain peak. To be on the safe side, Fang Yan also used an invisibility talisman to climb the magic vine and slowly slide down, and when he was about to get close to the water, Fang Yan's divine sense found a cave, just a few feet above the water.

This should be the place, Fang Yan cautiously sneaked into the mouth of the cave, and slowly walked forward in the cave about a foot high. The cave is usually filled with lake water, but after the tide, the low-lying places on the ground are filled with water, and the cave walls are full of traces of water washing, and from time to time there are fish and shrimp that have not had time to retreat in the depression.

For this kind of unknown and dangerous cave, Fang Yan has encountered it many times, of course, he does not dare to relax in the slightest, not to mention that in the Dajin Lake in the depths of the Guardian Mountain, when he holds all the magic weapons and talismans in his hand, the magic vine is also ready to be sent at any time, and after replacing an invisibility talisman, Fang Yan continued to walk towards the depths of the cave.

The cave was so deep that the dialect had walked for miles, and there was still no head, and all around it were soaked in the lake, indicating that it had been nothing more than an underground sewer before this, and that it would not have been possible to find it without the great tide of the night, even if the dialect had searched all the surrounding places.

The further you walked in, the more open the cave became, and not far in front of you there was a fork in the dialect that led somewhere, and like the place before, it was probably an underwater passage leading to somewhere in the lake. Fang Yan didn't choose to go that way, but continued to walk forward according to the guidance of the purple pupil beast, and when the spiritual power of the invisibility talisman was almost gone, he hid in the space, replaced it and came out again.

After walking for a distance, Fang Yan came to a cave with a radius of dozens of zhang, and before he entered, Fang Yan's consciousness suddenly moved, and there seemed to be signs of demon beast activity inside, Fang Yan quickly slowed down and slowly walked in against the cave wall.

When I entered the dialect inside, I found that this was a cave that connected several passages, and the cave behind the dialect was just one of the smaller ones, and there were several caves that were obviously wider, and at the entrance of one of the caves, there were several white long-haired monsters carrying some fish and shrimp and crabs, which were packed in some baskets woven with green rattan, and sent to a cave with white light one by one.

"What kind of demon beast is this, and it can also make some utensils, it should be very intelligent. Fang Yan was secretly surprised in his heart, these demon beasts whose cultivation was all in the middle and lower levels of the first level, but they were able to use and make baskets in an organized manner, which had never appeared among the demon beasts that Fang Yan had encountered before.

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