Let's talk about autumn water.

In the dark night, although the spiritual power stirred up by the distant mountain peaks flashed away, it was terrifying and could not be ignored. It seems that there is a desolate demonic beast hidden in that piece of heaven. Qiu Zhishui became curious and decided to go to the top of the mountain to explore.

"Mo Lin, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking here with me, you have to pay some labor after all, right? My flying sword was destroyed three years ago, and my cultivation is not at the stage of flying in the sky. That mountain is so far away, you are tired, can you ask me to go?" Qiu Zhishui patted the ink unicorn on the head and pleaded.

The Ink Kirin looked at him with a look of disdain, and finally relented and slowly leaned down. Qiu Zhishui was afraid that it would regret it, so he didn't hesitate when he saw this, and immediately jumped on and sat down steadily. This is also a little selfish intention for him to take in this unicorn in the first place.

The ink unicorn flew extremely fast, and Qiu Zhishui only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and he was already a hundred miles away in less than a moment. After another half a pillar of incense, he was infinitely close to the mountain covered by ink clouds.

The Qingmang Mountain Range is a radius of millions of miles, and the area occupied by the Wooden Sword Gate is only small, and it has long been out of the range of the Wooden Sword Gate.

Qiu Zhishui looked carefully, it was a canyon at the junction of two mountain peaks, the entrance was a hundred zhang wide, the trees were dense inside, the fog was filled, and it looked very eerie. I don't know how deep it is.

In the depths of the canyon, there are still ink clouds churning like dragons rising into the night sky at this time.

"This is it. Stop!".

Although the ink unicorn can fly, its cultivation is not high after all, and when it flies, it will more or less stir up some weather aura around it. This place is a poor mountain and bad water, and the good and bad do not know. For the sake of prudence, Qiu Zhishui did not let Mo Lin continue to fly, but chose to enter on foot at the entrance of the canyon.

The ink unicorn is worthy of being a spirit beast of the Eight Desolations, although it can't speak, but Qiu Zhishui can understand every word. Needless to say, he naturally slowed down, looked left and right for a while, and cautiously walked slowly towards the depths of the canyon.

The miasma in the canyon is pervasive, and the ancient trees are towering. The moonlight was obscured by the leaves, and there was no way to see in, and even if the autumn water stopped running, he could only see the distance of fifty zhang away, and then it was pitch black in the distance. The surrounding fog seemed to have substance, and when Qiu Zhishui flicked it with his hand, he could feel the resistance, and the mist slowly flowed with his arm, as if he was in the water.

"It's weird here, be careful!". Qiu Zhishui whispered in Mo Lin's ear.

After about three or four miles of progress, a strange aroma suddenly came from ahead. After smelling Qiu Zhishui, he only felt that his heart was manic, and an indescribably high fighting spirit was stimulated from the bottom of his heart, it was an impact from the depths of his soul, and the spiritual power in his body almost burst out uncontrollably.

The autumn water aura runs all over the body, which resists the fighting intent that rushes to the sky.

Looking ahead, a sea of flowers appeared in the jungle in front of me. It was a red flower, with four petals like a scimitar, and the two stamens in the middle were in the shape of a long sword, and they were all red, like a drop of blood.

Even though the autumn stop water is broad-sighted, I have never seen such strange flowers.

"Do you know what this is?" Qiu Zhishui asked Mo Lin.

The ink unicorn roared, not caring about the general glance at these flowers, and seemed to run quite disdainful to answer.

Qiu Zhishui was bored, and looked around by himself.

It's also on the edge of the canyon, and there's nothing strange around it other than the flowers. The monstrous demonic aura in the distance had gradually dissipated at this time, and the fog in the canyon had slowly disappeared. The moonlight came through, and the scene in the valley could be seen much more clearly.

Everything seems to have returned to normal.

"What is that demonic aura just now?" Qiu Zhishui wondered in his heart.

Suddenly, something in the sea of flowers caught his attention. It was a corner of a stone monument, surrounded by flowers, and stood there like a figure.

Qiu Zhishui was curious, and after walking in, he peeled off the flowers, leaking out a quaint stone tablet. There is also a bronze ancient sword inserted next to the stele, the whole body is green, without any mottling, it seems to be a sword, but the entire sword body has no light, it seems to be cast by an ordinary blacksmith, and it is definitely incomparable with the flying swords full of spiritual energy used by cultivators.

Cangchang!

Qiu Zhishui pulled out the ordinary bronze ancient sword, and if he looked closely, he couldn't see anything outstanding, and threw it to the side again. Look at the stele again, only to see a few big characters painted on the stele with silver hooks and iron, but I don't know whether it is inevitable or accidental, only see a few residual words, divided into two lines and written.

One line, Dao Heart....

There is only one word in one line - Xu!

What will be the next word?

This stele is very simple and vicissitudes, and I don't know how many years it has been standing here, and the handwriting on it has peeled off. Who did it stand on? Why did it stand here? Is there something hidden in this canyon?

Qiu Zhishui looked at the inside of the canyon and looked again and again, full of questions.

Riding the ink unicorn back and forth in the canyon, he searched the entire canyon at about dawn without finding anything. The whole canyon is not very large, about ten miles in a radius of about ten miles, except for the entrance, the others are surrounded by stone walls, and there is no exit.

Although I was curious about the change last night, I couldn't see the clue after watching it for a long time, so Qiu Zhishui had to return.

By the time I got back to my accommodation, it was already dawn. The sun shines on the earth, the jungle birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the breeze blows, and the face is full of life.

Sitting down on the stone bench in the courtyard, Qiu Zhishui poured himself a cup of overnight herbal tea, thinking about the events of last night in vain. At that moment, the sound of footsteps sounded outside.

It was Lin Xiao, and I saw him carrying a roll of bedding in his hand.

Qiu Zhishui got up to greet him and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, who are you?"

Lin Xiao said: "Senior Brother Qiu lives alone again, but he is also very quiet and comfortable. But. The mountain dwelling is hard, and the night after the beginning of autumn is even cooler, Senior Sister Yunya asked me to send you some warm clothes and bedding. ”。

Qiu Zhishui said happily: "Senior Sister Yunya is back?"

Yunya is a direct apprentice of Qingxi Daoren, and she is also the senior sister of Qiu Zhishui. Although the seniority is extremely high, but the talent is slightly worse, after the autumn water stopped going down the mountain to experience, today to return. After learning that she was back, Qiu Zhishui was happy in his heart, and he had not seen this senior sister for five years. As for the outstanding disciples in the sect who have risen to prominence in recent years, some of them don't even know about the existence of Yun Ya, a senior sister. For example, Du Xuan'er and so on. In addition, Yun Ya was low-key, so the new beginner disciples couldn't help but be surprised when they heard that there was this senior sister today.

Lin Xiao said: "I just came back last night. He is still reporting to the Great Elder. I guess I'll be here to see you in the afternoon."

Qiu Zhishui hurriedly said: "How can there be any truth." I'll go to the front mountain. I haven't seen her in years, and I really miss her. "I want to leave.

Lin Xiao shouted, "Senior Brother Qiu." ”

"What's wrong?" said Qiu Zhishui.

Lin Xiao was puzzled: "You don't know, Master is in retreat. The Great Elder was bewitched by Zhou Mei and Senior Sister Du Xuan'er, and ordered that you should not be allowed to step into the front mountain."