Yang Heng heard the sound of water splashing suddenly behind him, and immediately remembered what Lin Yueru said about the mussel shell that the lotus fairy saw in the Lingshui Tan, and immediately felt that it was not good, and he didn't look behind him at all, and he flashed when he pulled his legs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Yang Heng ran out of the ten zhang, he finally couldn't resist his curiosity and looked back, only to see that in the depths of the originally pitch-black Lingshui Tan, there were suddenly a hundred and ten regular flashes of milky white light spots.

The light emitted by these milky white points of light reflected a clear pool of water more than ten acres in size, and huge bubbles kept popping up on the surface of the water as if it were boiling.

Underneath the blister, there were one hundred and ten milky white points of light that kept flickering, and Yang Heng subconsciously ran slowly and looked at these milky white points of light.

I found that every milky white point of light that kept flickering was a huge clam shell that kept opening and closing, the smallest one was the size of a stone mill, and inside these mussel shells, there was one, or several spirit beads that exuded milky white brilliance.

These spirit beads are big and small, the small one is like a sour date, which is larger than the spirit bead he ate before, and the big one is like a big duck egg, only smaller than the young girl holding in her hand.

Yang Heng finally stopped completely, looking at the strange scene in front of him that many people could never dream of seeing, he knew what these many spirit beads represented.

If he can be allowed to eat all the spirit beads in front of him alone, it is not impossible for his cultivation to rush straight to the realm of Wuzun, and he can even impact the higher realm of Wuhou and the realm of the Martial King!

A sixteen-year-old martial king, I'm afraid even Li Changling wouldn't dare to imagine it!

Yang Heng couldn't help but have a strong yearning in his heart, but Yang Heng didn't move his footsteps, because he always remembered what He Xian said about the poisonous gas.

A person with an immortal in his name, no matter how you look at it, it is unlikely that he will be a nameless, and the poisonous gas of those mussel shells can make the lotus immortal have to survive by turtle, and it is self-evident what the result will be if he is replaced by Yang Heng, who only has a nine-rank martial artist.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Heng glanced at the mussel shells that kept opening and closing a few times under the Lingshui Tan, and walked slowly, vigilantly, retreating, and moving away from the Lingshui Tan step by step.

When he retreated into the corridor leading to the Lingshui Tan, the waves in the Lingshui Tan more than twenty zhang away were surging again, and the many mussel shells quickly opened and closed a few times as if they had taken strong medicine, and then quickly fell silent towards the bottom of the water.

Because it was getting farther and farther away from the water, the light emitted by the mussel shells began to become more and more dim, and after about thirty breaths, Yang Heng could barely see the light emitted by the spirit beads, and the sound of the waves in the spirit water Tan also returned to normal because of the departure of the mussel shells.

Yang Heng licked his somewhat dry lips, his dark eyes were filled with incomprehension, he looked at Lingshui Tan who had returned to the embrace of darkness, and muttered to himself, "What are these mussel shells doing close to the surface of the water?"

Everything has a cause and must have an effect, and there must be a cause if there is a result, Yang Heng subconsciously thought that there must be some reason why these mussel shells came to the surface of Lingshui Tan in groups, but Yang Heng knew very little about this kind of mussel shell, and he couldn't think of what the reason was for a while.

I had to return to the depths of the tunnel with a stomach full of confusion and incomprehension, and the huge mussel shell that hid the young girl was lying quietly at Yang Heng's feet, maybe it was a long time ago, and it looked no different from a stone.

Yang Heng glanced at the mussel shell, then sat cross-legged on the ground next to the mussel shell, closed his eyes and cultivated the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill, a faint golden light lingered around Yang Heng, and even the light of the night pearl could not be completely covered.

His eyes were slightly closed, his expression was serene, and he looked as if he was sleeping, ignoring the sound of the wind, the sound of water, and the sound of insects from time to time in the gap, as if he had settled down as an old monk.

Time passed slowly in Yang Heng's meticulous practice, a cup of tea, a stick of incense, half an hour, an hour, two hours...

Suddenly, Yang Heng woke up from his meditation, revealing a pair of slightly tired eyes, he wiped his dying stomach and looked at the entrance of the tunnel, where it was empty, Lin Yueru had not come back yet.

"She must have encountered something tricky, I'd better go and take a look!" Yang Heng's mind turned slightly, holding the True Martial Sword, and walked towards the entrance of the cave with slightly tired steps.

"Bang dang...", Yang Heng's right foot suddenly hit a hard thing, Yang Heng's right foot hurt, and he held the night pearl to look down, and the one that hit his right foot was the fragment of the mussel shell that he had cut open.

Yang Heng looked at this fragment of mussel shell, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, thinking: "People have the mind of returning to their roots, don't mussel shells have the desire to return to their homeland?"

This idea is extremely ridiculous, and Yang Heng would never have this idea in the past, but he has been busy infusing the immortal bliss divine skill for young girls for more than a month, and his spirit has long been exhausted.

At this time, he has been hungry for a long time, and his mind is naturally weaker than usual, and he is easy to think crankily, plus he has been getting along with the clam shell day and night these days, and he still has a little bit of affection.

Under the effect of many causes and effects, Yang Heng ghost sent a god to walk towards Lingshui Tan with the mussel shell fragment, came to the Lingshui Tan, and put the mussel shell fragment that was enough to open his arms to embrace, but it was as light as a watermelon, and placed it on the shore.

He returned to the entrance of the tunnel, and the artifact True Martial Sword in his hand dug back and forth on the tunnel wall, and after an hour, Yang Heng opened up the tunnel to a size that could accommodate the entire passage of the huge mussel shell inside the tunnel.

Of course, in order not to split the wall at the gap leading to the unknown lotus pond, Yang Heng only excavated on the other side of the tunnel.

After doing all this, Yang Heng once again carefully separated the clam shell from the ground with the True Martial Sword, and then flattened the ground leading to the Lingshui Tan in the tunnel, which was as smooth as a mirror.

Thanks to the sharpness of the True Martial Sword, it only took Yang Heng two hours to complete such a huge project.

"Boom..."

Exercising the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill in the body, there were two table-sized mussel shells that let out a small roar, and were carefully pushed to the edge of the Lingshui Tan by Yang Heng.

Lifting the fragment of a mussel shell on the ground and gently placing it back into the gap in the shell, the whole huge mussel shell looks as if it is as good as new.

"Whew!" Yang Heng let out a long breath, pushing the huge clam shell to slowly sink into the cold Lingshui Tan, and quickly sank towards the bottom of the black hole hole, and soon disappeared from Yang Heng's field of vision.

"Smack!"

Gently patting the dust on his body, Yang Heng held the Night Pearl, turned around and walked to the aisle twenty zhang away, at this time, the True Martial Sword on Yang Heng's back suddenly trembled violently.

"This..."Yang Heng's face changed drastically, since he became the master of the True Martial Sword, he had never seen the True Martial Sword tremble so violently, something unusual must be about to happen!

Just when Yang Heng had just realized that something was wrong, a milky white light suddenly shot out from the spiritual water tan behind him, and it landed at Yang Heng's feet very accurately.