Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Ancient Well of Contemplation (2)

Ziwu settled down, and after his physical discomfort was a little better, he said: "Senior Sister Ziyin, thank you, if it weren't for your song 'Palace Monarch and Shangchen' this time, I'm afraid I would have been unable to escape bad luck." ”

Ziyin raised her eyebrows and said quite proudly: "It's good that you know!" But she was interested in the handful of dirt in Ziwu's hand, so she pointed to the black and dirty thing, and said as if believing it or not: "This, is, legendary, health soil?"

Ziwu said: "When I hesitated in the well for a long time, I felt that this thing was very extraordinary, so I tried to take out this thing several times, but as soon as I picked it up, the water suddenly swelled, and I knew that this thing has the ability to calm the wind and waves." I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't find a suitable way to do it, so I forcibly picked it up, but who knew that there was a water dragon hidden under this thing, and the water dragon was very capable, and I couldn't use my hands and feet in the well, and I almost hurt it. Thanks to the sound of your harp, the dragon was stopped, and I had a chance to escape. ”

Xiao Yu turned her head with difficulty, looking at the dirt, and her face became suspicious.

Ziwu noticed Xiaoyu's abnormality and asked, "Xiaoyu girl, in your opinion, is this really a health soil?"

Xiao Yu's puzzled color did not decrease, and said: "It's probably like this, but it's a little different from the legend." ”

Ziwu felt very strange and asked, "I still hope that Miss Xiaoyu will make it clear." ”

Xiaoyu said: "I heard that there is a very, very small 'core of ten thousand dirt' in the center of the health soil, which is the soul of this health soil, which can make the soil exude a faint dark green, and at the same time, it can also calm the soul in a short period of time, and it will not be as good as it is now, right?"

Ziyin bit her red lip and said, "What do you mean......?"

Xiaoyu said: "But this is all my personal speculation, and its credibility is really small." ”

Ziyin felt that there was still hope, shook up her spirits, and said, "Then we should look for the seeds of 10,000-year-old ginseng!"

Xiao Yu said: "The seeds of the 10,000-year-old ginseng were frozen by the 'Extreme Realm Xuan Ice', and the three most authoritative elders in our village burned them for a hundred years with the 'Liaoyuan Vast Fire', but they still couldn't melt the Xuan Ice at all. Come to think of it, it is very difficult to obtain the seeds of 10,000-year-old ginseng. ”

Ziwu said: "The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to get out, and the rest will be talked about later." ”

Ziyin nodded his head a few times and said, "What Senior Brother Ziwu said is reasonable. Then she said to Xiao Yu: "Sister Xiao Yu, it's all up to you for us to get out." ”

Xiao Yu coughed a few times, her face was as pale as paper, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know how to get out." ”

"What, you don't know?" Ziyin's eyes widened, and she was shocked and angry, and then she lowered her head and said dejectedly, "Then we can only wait for death." ”

Ziwu said: "Don't say frustrating words, let's look for it, there will always be a way." After speaking, he noticed Yun Qing who was leaning on the ground, and saw that his face had a painful look, but it was gradually improving, and the bitterness on his face was decreasing for a minute, and it returned to normal after a while.

Yun Qing woke up from a dream and got up from the ground, only to find that everyone was looking at him, he was a little uncomfortable, embarrassed, and said softly: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

A few people looked at him, except that he was more energetic, there was really nothing special about him, and a few people shook their heads and stopped looking at him.

Yun Qing suddenly felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the well again, remembering all the weirdness just now, I couldn't help but walk to the well again. After taking a few steps, he stepped on the already wet moss, slipped his footsteps, and fell down on his back. Before his body touched the ground, a broad palm held himself up.

Yun Qing looked along the palm of his hand, and saw Ziwu's face with clear eyebrows facing him. Ziwu whispered: "Yuan Gongzi, be careful." ”

Yun Qing smiled at him and said thank you.

Ziyin heard that this was the second time he had called this inconspicuous child, Yuan Gongzi, so he thought for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth and whispered: "Could it be that he is the ...... of the dragon?"

Halfway through the words, Ziwu put his index finger in front of his mouth and whispered: "It's okay to know, why bother to say it." ”

Ziyin glanced at him twice, and then ignored him.

When he was young, Yun Qing had come to the well, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he lowered his head and had a bird's-eye view, the full moon in the well was as old as before, and it was as white as a silver plate.

Seeing this, he still couldn't help but look up, and the top of his head was still blue water, and he couldn't see the light of day.

He sighed, lowered his head, and looked down, the well was as level as a mirror, but with his astonishing eyesight, he found that the surface of the calm water was two feet below the waves, and the undercurrent was surging.

He watched the scene silently, and after a while, he made a new discoveryβ€”the surging waves under the water were rising at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the full moon under the water was gradually stirred into a slow roll, and it was scattered into broken silver, scattered all over the surface of the well.

And if you look closely, they are impressively made up of twenty-six words - Gu Tingdong, the well is in the middle, and the soul of the family under the moon is empty. Healthy soil, the common people chase away, and those who win are miserable.

Yun Qing thought about it for a moment, and then remembered that these were the words he saw on the edge of the table in the Dongfeng Pavilion that day.

Yun Qing was thinking about what the two had to do with each other, but he saw that deep in the waves at the bottom of the well, a giant dragon was fierce and vicious, manipulating the underwater world and secretly invading the space above the ancient well.

Yun Qing was so frightened that he immediately took five or six steps back, decided to take a gamble, and said quickly to Ziwu: "This method of going out may be related to the stone table in the Dongfeng Pavilion." ”

Ziyin didn't know that the situation was critical, and said slowly: "It has something to do with a stone table?

Yun Qing was about to explain, Ziwu said: "How to say that this is also a clue, you might as well give it a try." But I don't have this ability, it depends on Senior Sister Ziyin. ”

Ziyin was arrogant and said, "I knew that I had to rely on my backbone at a critical time. Don't worry, I'll immediately tell Senior Brother Zishu about the situation in the voiced sound of 'Qin Roaring and Bright'. At the end of the words, I happily stroked the piano, and the sound of the piano became more and more excited, and the sound penetrated the golden stone, and spread in all directions.

On the ground at this moment, the sky is clear and the moon is shining.

The footsteps in the barren grass are slanted, the blood stains are mottled, and there are many severed limbs and remnants lying horizontally, vaguely a little hideous, showing that they have just experienced a tragic war.

However, most of the people who died were low-ability villagers and low-ranking monks.

Many people who came to hunt for treasures were still looking here and west, but they still did not find the Guanxin Ancient Well, so the crowd gradually dispersed and went elsewhere to look for traces of the ancient well.

But Zishu is not in such a good mood to look for treasures at the moment, the two of them fell into the hole, life and death are uncertain, how to explain to the masters this time. He frowned for a moment, and looked down at the deep cave from time to time, but it was pitch black, and there was no image or sound.

I was helpless, and suddenly felt that the ring ruler in my hand was about to move, and a string of sound waves pierced out of it, and it became a sound in my ears, and the sub-school suddenly turned sad and happy, and slowly walked towards the Dongfeng Pavilion.

After the fierce battle, the pavilion had been destroyed, and the surrounding area was drenched in blood and pickled. It's just that the stone tables in this pavilion are new and clean, dusty, and shiny.

Zishu looked at the table for a while, and faintly felt that this thing was hiding a mystery, so he stretched out his hands to clasp the edge of the table and turned it from side to side.

There were a few dull noises on the table, but nothing moved. Kojuku could tell by the sound that the bottom of the stone table should be empty.

So, he pressed his palms together and pressed them the table. Unexpectedly, before his palm was fully loaded, the stone table fell by itself and sank under the stone foundation of the pavilion.

Moments later, the earthquake trembled, the mountains collapsed, and the grass sank into the trees. The rolling torrent, the huge waves, and the sound of the waves churning are endless.

The birds on the ground flew in fright, and the beasts fled.

Even the sky darkened, as if he was hiding his face to watch this shocking scene of ghosts and gods.