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The next morning, when the weather cleared, we walked out of the cave and were immediately shocked by what we saw. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Heavy rain fell for a day and a night, the water level of Moming Lake rose three or four zhang, Hongze Lake water poured into here, the original small lake of a few acres, suddenly magnificent. The lake level rises, a waterfall of the cliff on the east bank of the original Moming Lake, there is a type of backfilling, the original mountain spring falls into the lake, and at this moment it becomes the lake water flowing backwards mountain spring, which is magnificent.

Ji Junbi looked at this scene and said: Two hundred years ago, when the third elder of the Holy Sect sat down, he once left a poem, closing the mountain to avoid disasters in the world, and going to the world for two hundred years.

I've never had a good impression of this kind of warlock, prophecy, and the like, so I don't say anything about it, and I stay away. But when I saw it today, I was a little shaken. If the Third Elder had expected this day a long time ago, he would probably already be an immortal-level figure.

Throughout the morning, Ji Junbi spared four or five laps around Moming Lake, but was never allowed to enter. I sat on the shore of the Devil's Roaring Lake, exercising to feel the changes in the qi of heaven and earth, but my realm was not enough, and I could only perceive that the qi on the shore of the Devil's Roaring Lake was different from other places. Faintly, there was a hint of ominous thoughts bypassing my heart.

Ji Junbi was busy for a long time and returned in vain.

When your Demon Sect returned to the Central Plains, it was a plot against the world, but how could you only be alone?

Ji Junbi smiled coquettishly and said: "Demon Ming Lake is a top secret matter of the Demon Sect, there are only three people in our Holy Sect who know about this matter, my master is not in the Central Plains, and the task of restarting the Holy Sect Cave Heaven is naturally borne by me." I thought to myself that what this witch said was not true, and when I was in the capital, I obviously heard that the two protectors of the left and right also heard about this matter. But he didn't expose her.

I once looked at the sheepskin map in her hand, and the overflowing Demon Roar Lake was roughly the same as the mark on the map, but the map did not have any marks about the Demon Sect Cave Heaven, which was the problem that troubled Ji Junbi. Which poem on the map, which appears inexplicably, poor on the third night of the first month of April, dew like a pearl and the moon like a bow, have you tried to think of a way from that poem?

Ji Junbi said: If it is as the poem says, there will be something different tonight.

In the afternoon, the two did not communicate much, Ji Junbi has been practicing and accumulating strength, but the way she practices is different from ordinary people, hanging herself between two stones with a piece of red ling, looking at it from a distance, like a red flame, burning between the mountains and rocks.

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the lake is sorrowful and half of the lake is red.

At sunset, Ji Junbi exclaimed, staring at the sunset on the west bank of the lake, only to see that the red sun was about to set, half-exposed on the river. An afterglow spread over the Magic Lake, sparkling, the entire surface of the lake was turquoise, and one side was like a burning flame. Ji Junbi performed light skills, walked around the lake, chasing the shadow of the sunset, but he didn't know what to do. After a few rounds, he roared angrily and slammed the red sleeves on the water, knocking the lake out of the water column.

Ji Junbi returned to my side, his face was pale, and he didn't say a word. I reached for the map, but accidentally turned it upside down. The first four words of the poem "Twilight River Yin" came into my eyes, and I suddenly felt a myroid and said to Ji Junbi: Could this be a hidden poem?

Ji Junbi looked at the poem, a remnant sun spread in the water, half of the lake was sorrowful and half of the lake was red; poor on the third night of the first month of April, the dew was like a pearl and the moon was like a bow. We seem to have found a clue, and in the remnant sun, we search the surface of the lake. As the sun set, we set our sights on a raised stone forest on the east side of the lake. There were originally rocks in the Magic Lake, and after the heavy rain this night, those stone forests had already been submerged in the water, only a little above the surface of the water.

Ji Junbi said, you go over.

Why don't you go?

Nonsense, I can swim and have been hurt by you several times?

If you say I mean to harm you, you'll be dead several times. Having said that, I chopped a few pieces of wood, made a simple wooden raft, and leaned towards the half-exposed stone forest. The stone forest was about one height and the space above it was narrow, just enough for the two of us to stand.

Ji Junbi looked around, compared with the map, had no clue, and stomped his feet in anger. What kind of bullshit map is this, there is not even a reference, and it does not clearly indicate the entrance to the Demon Sect Altar, I am really worried about the IQ of the person who drew the map. I said, "Your Manichaean site 200 years ago has no way to record how to open it?"

Ji Junbi said, two hundred years ago, Lu Chunyang fought with our Holy Gate, killing more than 200 of our masters in the Tongxiang Realm, and all the masters in the sect fell, and those who escaped by luck were all delirious, how can we talk about this? Not to mention that in the past two hundred years, this Demon Roaring Lake has long been different from what it used to be, and if it weren't for the testament, we wouldn't know where the Holy Sect ruins are.

The sun has set, and the crescent moon hangs in the sky.

I said that it is not a way to go on like this, is it that your holy religious testament was made up by later generations? Ji Junbi said that it is absolutely impossible, that passage and the map were handed over to me by the master himself, so naturally there will be no falsehood. I can't believe the words of my heart master, how many times has that guy deceived me.

I marked our location on the map, and if the four-character hiding head was a reference system, then the entrance to the Demon Cult site must be in the second half of the poem. I saw an inconspicuous arc on the map, which began to glow white in the moonlight. If it's not night, it's hard to spot.

I said, I know what's going on. After that, the shimmering arc was aimed at the bright moon, the arc and the crescent moon gradually coincided, a ray of moon shined down from the map, the map instantly brightened a lot, under the arc, a light extended along the moonlight, pointing to a cliff on the opposite side of the lake. The cliff was smooth and steep, as if it had been cut perpendicular by some sharp blade, glowing in the moonlight.

Ji Junbi pointed over there and said, this is the place! As he spoke, he took out a red stone from his bosom and threw it hard, embedding the stone in the cliff.

We came to the bottom of the cliff with a wooden platoon, and the ruins of the Demon Cult were sealed in it?

I saw a vision in the sky protruding, and a red light shot straight at us from the sky, and I hurriedly pulled Ji Junbi aside.

With a bang, the cliff was collided with red rays, splashing a bunch of rubble.

That's the master's boundless sword!" Ji Junbi said.

I asked, "What was the stone you just thrown?"

Naturally, it is the tracking stone of our Holy Sect, and with this stone, the master's boundless sword can be tracked thousands of miles away.

I was speechless, this is more accurate than any automatic cruise guide.

Gravel fell into the lake, splashing a thousand waves. The cliff was hit by the Boundless Sword, and there was a faint roaring sound underground, and suddenly the place where we were began to shake, cracks broke off from under our feet, and the water of the Devil's Screaming Lake began to pour into it, and the lake level dropped sharply, and in a few moments, the entire Devil's Screaming Lake dried up.

The mountain is high, the moon is small, the water falls, and the stones come out.

A quaint stone gate appeared in front of us. The sword marks on the stone gate are mottled, and it seems to tell endless stories.