Floating clouds

Chapter 33 Undercurrent

Under Lin Xinglu's wrist, there were all spirit beads, and if he walked into the lake, he couldn't even touch the bottom of the water. When he went down with one hand, there were all spirit beads that hadn't reached his arm.

"The water surface is very calm. If there is water flowing down, there should be eddies. Why can't you see it at all?" Lin Xinglu landed on the shore, barefoot, and looked at the water surface under the moonlight, but still Nothing was found.

"Reunion, did the Taoist priest say anything else?"

"Master only said that he wanted to come back from the water later, but for some reason, he couldn't muster the strength to swim upstream."

"That is to say, you can only go out and not come back?"

Zhonghui nodded.

Lin Xinglu thought that since there was such a passage, even if all sects searched the mountain together, they would not be able to find it. First, they did not expect that the mountain guard formation could go out, and second, it also explained the concealment of this passage.

"Who else knows about this?"

"I didn't tell anyone."

"Don't tell anyone about this, not even Mingqi, you know?" Lin Xinglu urged.

"Can't Junior Sister say it too?" Zhonghui hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"You go back first, and I'll take a look."

"Well, senior brother, you should also rest early." Chonghui got used to Lin Xinglu's hard work, and left by himself.

Lin Xinglu stared at the surface of the water in a daze, wondering if he should fish up all the spirit beads and try.

No.

There are a huge number of spirit beads here, and if they are all caught, they will definitely attract attention. Even if they can't get out now and can't pass on the news, there is no guarantee that they won't say anything when they go out.

He dismissed the idea and looked up again.

The water in this lake flows down from a higher mountain peak and accumulates here to form a lake, and there is also a stream of water flowing down beside the lake, all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

Sometimes when it rains heavily, the pool will overflow the bridge deck, and if it is bigger, some spirit beads will be washed away. Every time the master asks them to pull up their trousers and go down to catch them and throw them back into the pool.

If there is such a deep undercurrent here, it will not flood the floating bridge at every turn.

Lin Xinglu was puzzled, so he simply sat cross-legged and meditated on the pontoon bridge accompanied by the sound of water.

In the early morning of the second day, Lin Mingqi came up with a sword and a small fire.

Lin Xinglu woke up from meditation, straightened his robes, and said ruthlessly, "Let's start."

"Yes."

Lin Mingqi agreed with Zhonghui and started his day's homework.

Get up early to practice swords, draw talismans in the afternoon, and meditate in the evening.

Lin Xinglu himself never slacked off, and after practicing for two full hours, he sat down in the pavilion. In front of him was the clingy little firebird, calling out to him with a 'chirp chirp chirp', staggering to think He had to cross the stone table and walk in front of Lin Xinglu.

Lin Xinglu didn't look at it, his whole mind was on the lake water.

From the pavilion, he could only see half of the lake. He stared at it for a while, and suddenly found that where the water washed down, the shadow on the bottom of the water seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't see it again when he looked closely.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Lin Xinglu's heart moved slightly, he stood up and sat down on the other side of the stone table.

The little firebird finally got close, and seeing Lin Xinglu walking to the side it had just come without saying a word, he felt aggrieved immediately, lay down on the stone table with two "chirp chirps", and silently accused Lin Xinglu with a pair of bean eyes.

"Strange." Lin Xinglu changed direction, that look seemed to be just an illusion, and he couldn't see anything.

Such a simple day passed quickly, and soon, the weather turned cold, winter came, and heavy snow fell, Lin Mingqi made noodles for Lin Xinglu again, and Lin Xinglu also gave her and Chonghui a day off each as a birthday present.

During the day, Lin Xinglu was full of energy, practicing Lin Mingqi and Chonghui to the point of screaming. At night, when he was meditating in front of the unconscious Mu Zheng's bed, he felt that the world had become quiet, and he was indescribably lonely and lonely.

"Master, why are you still awake?" Lin Xinglu stretched out his hand and shook Mu Zheng's hand, feeling cold.

"Button, button..." A few times the door rang, and he put on a piece of clothing casually, got up and opened the door.

Lin Sheng was outside the door: "Master Uncle."

"Linsheng, it's you."

Lin Sheng was wearing a Taoist robe and a cotton coat, bowed his waist slightly, and held a paper lantern in his hand: "Uncle, please go outside and talk."

"You came to see me so late, what's the matter?" Lin Xinglu closed the door and walked into the yard.

Ever since Mu Zheng fell into a coma, Lin Xinglu was in charge of everything in the mountains. Mu Zheng was kind and gentle, but Lin Xinglu was colder than ice and snow, as if he was born from ice and snow.

Lin Sheng said: "Uncle, in three months' time, it will be the day when the 'Stone Que Secret Realm' of the cultivation world will open. Is the head master still not waking up?"

"No." Lin Xinglu frowned and said, "Is this important?"

"Lin Sheng glanced at Lin Xinglu's face, and said cautiously: "This secret realm is opened every 50 years, and all sects in the cultivation world will send people there. If you don't go, it will be considered that the blood of the sect has been cut off. "

Lin Xinglu said: "Then let them think so. When Master wakes up, the world will know that they are wrong."

Lin Sheng said in a low voice: "Although it is said to be participating in the secret realm, it is actually the rule set by Tang Wan, the current head of Kunlun. The Kunlun faction will take the lead to gather all the sects. If any sect does not go, it will be removed from the list by the Kunlun faction." Go, it will be like a casual cultivator in the future."

Lin Xinglu said: "Kunlun actually has such a great influence, a sect can be cut off if he says it will be cut off?"

Lin Sheng nodded and said: "Yes, not only that, Kunlun will also take the sect's property and spirit veins under its name, everyone complains, but Tang Wan is already a half-immortal, no one dares to disobey his intention .”

Lin Xinglu said angrily: "The Kunlun faction is deceiving people too much, you go back first, let me think about it."

Lin Sheng left with a sad face.

Is it necessary to go?

In the current situation, even if he finds a way out, he can't come back, and he doesn't know when the master will wake up. If he takes Chonghui and Lin Mingqi out, he can't worry about the master being alone in the mountain. I don't know how long we will be apart.

He looked at Mu Zheng who seemed to be sleeping, and finally thought cruelly: "Lin Xinglu, haven't you weaned yet? You are always worried about wolves and afraid of tigers. How can you make things work like this? It's not a big deal to go alone."

After making up his mind, he relaxed a lot, and walked towards the top of the mountain at night. The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and it looked like a snowstorm was about to fall.

The water of the lake remained the same, but there was a layer of white mist covering the surface of the water, making it more and more unreal.

Lin Xinglu sat down and released his consciousness.

Ever since he felt the wonder of spiritual power when building the foundation, he has devoted himself to learning more complex talismans to exercise his spirit. Up to now, he can detect them within a hundred meters, but his energy is weak and he cannot last for a long time.

Between breaths, the consciousness has been let go, spreading in the pool bit by bit.

The spirit beads at the bottom of the pool are dense, the water plants are swaying, the silver fish lives in it, wagging its tail gently, and there are also slightly larger golden carps, which swallow the spirit beads into their mouths and spit them out again, having a great time playing.

He groped inch by inch toward the deep water where the water fell, but he still found nothing. When he wanted to take a closer look, his mind felt a twinge of pain.

Sure enough, it was still too reluctant, Lin Xinglu sighed.

Being in the water is no different than being outside, you need to concentrate twice as much, and you need more aura, so the maintenance time will be doubled.

Lin Xinglu simply took off his clothes and got into the water by himself.

The water was already piercing, and even a monk needs to run spiritual energy to keep out the cold. Lin Xinglu shivered a bit before he recovered.

The underwater spirit beads were all round, and it was very uncomfortable to step on the soles of the feet, and he was a little unstable, so Lin Xinglu simply squatted down with his breath held.

He pushed away a handful of spirit beads, revealing the rocks underneath. The location of the mechanism must be deep in the pool, so as to deceive people.

Thinking of this, he remembered the little shadow he saw, it was only for a moment at that time, no matter how the time and angle were changed to observe, he couldn't see what happened.

He thought, and swam to the place where the current hit and fell.

The water here has already started to get deep, and under the spray, the spirit beads under the water can only be seen as white flowers, which are not real at all.

Lin Xinglu dived down and pushed the Lingzhu aside.

To his surprise, after pushing it away, there was still a spirit bead underneath.

Why are there so many spiritual beads here? Lin Xinglu was thinking, but he didn't notice a golden carp swimming to his side. The slippery and cold body of the fish touched the bottom of his feet.

He quickly surfaced, ready to run the exercises again, but found something was wrong.

Although the water here is also very cold, it is completely different from the bone-chilling lakeside, and the temperature is wrong.

Lin Xinglu's helpless brows finally eased a little, and he plunged down again, groping carefully at the bottom of the water.

It wasn't until the morning mist rose that Lin Xinglu finally found a loophole.

On the stone wall beside the pool, there are some extremely small water flows into the pool, but because it is at the bottom of the water, and the water flows down, like a small waterfall hitting the stone wall, it is difficult to detect.

The shadow that Lin Xinglu saw that day was the place where the water came out.

When he saw that there was another undercurrent as Chonghui said, his heart was half relieved. He kept groping and knocking on the stone wall, and finally heard a hollow sound a few inches above the water surface.

Along the gap, he moved the stones away, and the sound of the undercurrent flowing underground came from the hole, which merged with the sound of splashing water falling from a high place, making no distinction between you and me.

The dark underground undercurrent flows to nowhere, and the water flows fast and fiercely, arousing people's fear of the unknown.

"It's really brilliant!" Lin Xinglu couldn't help but admire.

Such a seemingly simple, not even exquisite, place of escape has been artificially integrated with the lake. If it weren't for someone like him who knew the location of the ingenuity in advance, he would have thought that there was an undercurrent leading to the outside anyway.

Senior Fu Yunxu cared for his disciples, he really exhausted his thoughts.