Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan observed here for three days, and the lake disappeared three times.

During the day, he had dived to the bottom of the lake. The bottom of the lake was funnel-shaped, and the deepest part was like a deep pit. The strange thing is that there are no channels for water in and out at the bottom of the entire lake. Even in the deep pits where there are most likely channels, there is no difference at all except that the silt is much thinner than other places. So where did the lake disappear from?

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled. Given the speed at which the lake disappears, and the large whirlpool it will form when it disappears, it cannot be caused by just a few small cracks.

On the fourth day, he took out a flying sword. This flying sword is also one of Xu Yuan's relics. He has never used it because it is not a magic weapon that can be used during the Qi training period, but a low-level spiritual weapon.

This sword is about three feet long and three inches wide. When it is pulled out, it emits a cold light and is so sharp that it is hard to imagine that it is just a flying instrument.

Because spiritual weapons require a lot of spiritual power, it usually takes a monk to reach the foundation building stage to have enough spiritual power to support the use of the spiritual weapon. This is why Liu Qinghuan has never taken it out and used it.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, there are several branches, including flying equipment, attack type, defense type, etc., and each branch is also very different in nature.

If this flying sword was an offensive weapon, Liu Qinghuan would not be able to make a single move even if he emptied himself. However, flying swords require the continuity of spiritual power, so as long as they are not on the road for a long time and are only used for a short period of time, it should be used for a short period of time. It's not a big problem.

Shooting a burst of spiritual power at Feijian, Liu Qinghuan controlled the Feijian to hover at his feet. It was his first time to control the Feijian. The Feijian was only as wide as the sole of his foot. Unlike Yunsuo, who could sit down easily, he was a little unsure.

Stepping on the flying sword, he connected his consciousness with the sword. With a thought in his heart, the flying sword flew out suddenly. The speed was so fast that Liu Qinghuan was shocked. If the flying sword didn't come with a protective shield, it would most likely have happened. Just fall down.

This speed is several times faster than Yunsuo! However, the speed of spiritual power consumption is also several times higher! Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Nai finally circled around the lake, using up almost a third of her spiritual power.

After practicing for a while, Liu Qinghuan stopped until he could fly freely.

When the moon reached its peak, Liu Qinghuan had been waiting quietly by the lake for a long time.

In less than an hour, after the vast amount of lake water was sucked away again, Liu Qinghuan took an antidote pill and stepped on the flying sword to the center of the lake.

At this time, the blue mist has not gathered yet, and the large hole without lake water opens its deep and strange mouth without any obstruction, as if it will choose people to eat in the next moment!

The moonlight was bright tonight, and Liu Qinghuan no longer hesitated, stepping on the flying sword and sinking straight down.

Going down, the lake wall gradually retracts inward, like an upright funnel, but the funnel wall is covered with black silt, and traces of faint blue smoke emerge from the silt.

Liu Qinghuan rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled, but then realized that he was "seeing" with his spiritual consciousness. Looking carefully, it turns out that there are some aquatic plants growing on the mud, and the blue smoke emanates from these aquatic plants. Because the aquatic plants are so small, they look like they are emerging from the mud.

Liu Qinghuan used his spiritual power to pick out a few trees and held them in his hand for inspection. The aquatic plants are thin and delicate, with several slender branches and leaves growing on them, with extremely fine blue veins on the branches and leaves. Silks of mist emerge from the leaf tips and slowly float into the air. He took out the jade box and put the water plants away for later study.

The further you go down, the more such aquatic plants become. Especially when you get to the bottom of the funnel, they are already densely packed into pieces, and the blue smoke is getting thicker and thicker. Your spiritual consciousness is completely useless here. With the naked eye, you can see nothing but thick black. Outside, nothing can be seen. The fog was too thick and the moonlight could not penetrate. People could not see anything in the fog. Liu Qinghuan felt as if he was in a void somewhere. His mind was getting more and more drowsy, and his eyes were slowly closing...

Seeing that his spiritual power began to fade, his consciousness slowly withdrew, and the flying sword under his feet began to tremble slightly...

At this time, the stagnant spiritual power in his body suddenly accelerated and began to move on its own according to the method of Zuo Forgetting the Immortality Sutra. Liu Qinghuan suddenly aroused, his body shook, and he woke up instantly!

This surprise is no small matter!

Liu Qinghuan cursed secretly, feeling terrified inside. He didn't expect the blue smoke to be so overbearing, and he almost got hit without realizing it. Not caring to wipe away the cold sweat on his head, he quickly took out an antidote pill and drank it. He didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly flew to the bottom of the lake.

When we arrived at the deep pit in the center of the lake, the fog here was not as thick as above. In the place full of silt during the day, a downward circular hole appeared! It is five or six feet in size, and the unfinished water of the lake is still flowing down.

Liu Qinghuan only paused for a few breaths above the entrance of the cave, then flew over with his flying sword. As soon as he entered the cave entrance, all the billowing blue smoke disappeared. It was as if there was an invisible membrane that completely isolated the smoke from above, and the limitations of his spiritual consciousness were no longer there.

Liu Qinghuan scanned around with his spiritual consciousness and found no traces of formations or mechanisms. Of course, there might be some, but his ability was too weak to detect them.

From this point of view, those aquatic plants appearing at the bottom of the lake seem to have been deliberately planted here just to cover up the existence of the hole below.

While thinking, Liu Qinghuan had landed at the bottom of the vertical cave entrance. Here, the cave passage turned a corner, and the straight up and down shape turned into a diagonal exit to the north.

There is nothing else inside the cave except some remaining lake water. Liu Qinghuan put her hand on the cave wall and touched the neatly arranged blue stones, feeling greatly surprised.

This cave, the water plants, and the entire lake all have obvious signs of human arrangement!

Time was running out, as the lake would flow back at dawn, leaving him only a few hours to explore. Knowing that this place was made by humans aroused his curiosity even more. He put away the flying sword, raised the Flying Cloud Blade on his feet, and went deeper into the cave.

He didn't know where this passage led. Originally, he thought that the lake disappeared and was connected to the Panlong River, but going north was the direction deep into the Qushang Swamp!

After staying alert for a while, the bluestone cave slowly narrowed until it was about one foot wide, when two identical cave entrances suddenly appeared on the left and right sides.

Liu Qinghuan expanded his consciousness and saw that these three cave entrances branched out into three cave entrances five feet further forward. Further forward, nine cave entrances branched off again...

maze! The entire underground passage turned out to be a maze with no end in sight!

Liu Qinghuan stood in front of the three cave entrances, troubled.

The maze is not that easy to navigate! If you continue, you will most likely get lost in it. This maze is built under the Qushang Swamp, and the Qushang Swamp was originally the mountain gate of the ancient cultivating sect before the Sealed World War. Who knows what will be in the maze. He was curious, but not so curious as to seek death. He is only at the fourth level of Qi training and has just stepped onto the threshold of cultivating immortals. As long as a slightly more powerful monster comes, he can die here.

But he was unwilling to ask him to go back now. Immortal cultivators are cultivating life and fighting for destiny. Opportunities can only come by chance, which is what every immortal cultivator is eager for. Even if opportunities are often accompanied by fatal crises, immortal cultivators will not hesitate to fight for their lives because they miss it. You may lose the opportunity to seek immortality forever.

Liu Qinghuan quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, but this maze was completely unknown to him. There were too few things to calculate, and maybe there was nothing in it except traps.

The rational balance begins to favor retreating along the original path. It is not too late to retreat now. If you wait until you get lost inside, you will not be able to retreat even if you want to. There was a fierce struggle in his brain, and his consciousness unconsciously scanned the criss-crossing passages over and over again. They were exactly the same size, exactly the same pile of blue stones, and all the same water stains.

Water damage? ! Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, trying to grasp the sudden inspiration in his mind.