[Chapter 362: Underwater Cave with Symbols]
At 2 pm, Yang Yiyun flew to Jiujiang. After leaving the airport, he took a taxi to a small mountain town in Jiujiang, and then walked along the mountains and rivers.
According to what Xia Lu had told her, the Taoist priest who called her was on a small hill at the junction of Hubei and Jiang provinces – Bifeng Mountain.
Both provinces are crossed by the Yangtze River, and there are many branches of the Yangtze River running through the mountains.
He asked about Bifeng Mountain and found it when it was dark, but heard from the villagers living at the foot of the mountain that there was indeed a Taoist temple on Bifeng Mountain in the past, but it had long been abandoned and disappeared during the war. Now you can only see a relic.
Since he is here, whether the Taoist temple on the mountain is there or not, Yang Yiyun is going to take a look. What if Xia Lu is there? What if she goes to pay tribute to the
Taoist priest who enlightened her? In his heart, Yang Yiyun does not believe that Xia Lu will die. After all, she is a demon cultivator of the innate level, and she is a dragon fish clan with real dragon blood. Even if she is seriously injured, she should not die, right?
With all kinds of worries and expectations, Yang Yiyun climbed the Bifeng Mountain. He
did find a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, but, as the villagers at the foot of the mountain said, he could only see a ruin, not even a thatched house, and it was a wasteland everywhere.
Only a few vicissitudes of life ancient trees and some artificially carved stones proved that there had been a Taoist temple here.
But Xia Lu didn’t have any.
It was already night, and Yang Yiyun was disappointed.
He didn’t rush on the road. He found a stone to sit cross-legged on, closed his eyes and meditated, and prepared to go to Xia Lu’s hometown after dawn tomorrow to look for it. Anyway, it was not far from here.
Xia Lu was a demon cultivator and a dragon fish. Yang Yiyun estimated that if she was seriously injured, she would be beaten back to her original form and turned into a dragon fish into the Yangtze River.
So after dawn tomorrow, he would go to the place called Niuguanji and dive into the bottom of the Yangtze River to look for her.
Even if it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, he would go and try.
Not for anything else, but to repay his gratitude.
Xia Lu had helped him resist enemies and let go of the Bone Flower forces, all to lighten his burden.
This was a favor.
She treated him sincerely and supported him at the Ancient Martial Arts Conference and Wuxiang Dojo…
Yang Yiyun, who closed his eyes, was full of Xia Lu’s serious and even eager words: Are you willing to be friends with me?
She is a demon cultivator and a mermaid, but she has made greater contributions to the human race than the human race. It
can be said that friends are friends of life and death.
Can’t he, Yang Yiyun?
Not only can he, but he can also exchange his life.
Since he was a child, because he had no parents and did not have many friends in school because of his loneliness, Yang Yiyun also cherished having a friend.
But Xia Lu’s sincerity to his friend made him, a human being, ashamed.
Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun’s heart became more determined to find Xia Lu. If he really couldn’t find her, he vowed to uproot the Shenzong and Yinyuemen.
That night, Yang Yiyun did not practice, but consolidated several spells in his mind, especially the witchcraft blood curse. Now he can basically perform it, but it is a little unfamiliar. He can comprehend and use it better when he is in his mind. He
also reviewed some convenient knowledge about cultivation that his master had left in his mind before, so that his cultivation knowledge would be broader.
Yang Yiyun knew that he would gradually face and contact more and more masters, and even had a strong feeling that the passage to the mountain and sea world might come out one day, and some powerful cultivators from the mountain and sea world would emerge. Although he
had already established a foundation in cultivation, he felt that he could not relax and had to work harder than before to improve his strength and cultivation.
Because whether it was the old man who suddenly appeared, or the witch Red Buddha who was released from the underground tomb of the villa, or even the Lu Xuexi sisters, they were all masters of Jindan strength, but the latter’s realm had dropped sharply, and they would eventually return to the peak one day.
Facing Jindan, he could only run errands.
The existence and appearance of these people gave Yang Yiyun a revelation that the strong on earth might not only exist in Jindan.
He wanted to go further on the road of cultivation and protect his relatives and friends, so it was inevitable to continuously improve his strength.
…
After dawn the next day, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes were brighter and deeper.
The breath of his whole body also had a hint of calmness.
For the knowledge of cultivation that Master Yun Tianxie taught in his mind, he basically finished reading it this time, and he really benefited a lot.
A brand new world appeared in his mind, and he was more and more fascinated by the world of cultivation.
The vast world of cultivation can really be described with the word magical.
From the realm of cultivation to the eating and dressing of cultivators, etc., he has an understanding.
In terms of realm, the master’s introduction to the realm of cultivation talked about four major realms, namely the Qi Refining Stage, the Foundation Building Stage, the Golden Core Stage, and the Nascent Soul Stage.
There must be many more major realms later, but the master in his mind also talked about four major realms.
And he is now in the second major realm, the Foundation Building Stage.
There are nine small realms in the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Building Stage, which are the first to the ninth level.
After the foundation is established, it is the Golden Core Stage. This realm is another watershed. Like the Nascent Soul Stage, there are all kinds of magical existences. Yang Yiyu is full of expectations for reaching the last two major realms in the future, but there are no nine stages of small realms, but four perfect levels after the initial, intermediate and final stages.
From the small aspects, there are the stories of the cultivators’ food, clothing, housing and transportation. According to the master’s inheritance, food, clothing, housing and transportation are also important matters in the world of cultivation, but food and clothing are very different from those of ordinary people.
The food that cultivators eat is spiritual food, and the clothes they wear are also magic tools.
Magic tools are a general term, which are regarded as spiritual tools by cultivators. They can be refined and taken into the body for nurturing. Of course, cultivation requires at least the foundation-building period, because only after the foundation-building period can there be a dantian. The spiritual tools need to be nurtured in the dantian, and then they can be summoned out with a thought and controlled by the mind. Those that
cannot be tightened in the body can only be regarded as high-level magic tools.
Spiritual tools are spiritual beings.
Yang Yiyu thought that he could also nurture spiritual tools now, but unfortunately he didn’t have them.
However, he also thought of the Dragon Slaying Sword at home. He didn’t know what level it was. Could it be put into the dantian to nurture Yang? He would definitely try it when he went back.
If there is spiritual energy, can’t you fly with the sword?
How cool is that?
Yang Yiyun drooled and smirked. After suppressing these distracting thoughts, he prepared to go down the mountain and go directly to Niuguanji to find Xia Lu.
Anyway, no one could see him in the mountains. He found the direction of Niuguanji, used the wind control technique, flew high into the sky, and his body turned into a torrent and disappeared in Bifeng Mountain in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Yang Yiyun in the air, Yang Yiyun did not dare to fly too high, just thirty or forty meters above the ground.
Niuguanji is only five kilometers away from here, and Yang Yiyun reached it in less than ten minutes.
The true energy in his body was also consumed by 80%.
Standing on the hilltop, Yang Yiyun sighed at the speed of the wind control technique, which was really a magical spell.
Although the true energy consumption was large, it was worth it.
After swallowing a Qi Gathering Pill, he meditated to restore his true energy.
Half an hour later, Yang Yiyun stood up, looked at the Yangtze River below the mountain, flew up, jumped down and plunged into the Yangtze River.
He checked that within three kilometers of this place, Niuguanji was the place.
If Xia Lu turned back into a mermaid, she should be under the water here.
After entering the water, Yang Yiyu used the water avoidance technique to dive directly to the bottom of the water.
It was similar to the information he had checked. The water level here was from shallow to deep, with the shallowest water level being about ten meters, but the deeper the water level would be as he went downstream.
This place was surrounded by mountains on both sides, forming a seven-shaped bay several thousand meters wide. The water level in the center of the bay was also the deepest, reaching over a hundred meters, which was considered deep water for the Yangtze River.
Yang Yiyu had the water avoidance technique under the water and was not affected by the water pressure and current at all. He walked forward step by step, and released his spiritual consciousness to observe the situation under the entire water.
There was no discovery within a range of 900 meters where he was. He saw a lot of fish, but they were all ordinary fish. He
continued to move forward. Anyway, he released his spiritual consciousness to search inch by inch, and he also had to turn over the three kilometers of water area of Niuguanji to give himself an explanation.
According to the depth of the water level, when he reached a hundred meters under the water, he released his spiritual consciousness again.
Inch by inch, the spiritual consciousness saw many things under the water. In addition to various fish, there were also corpses, broken shipwrecks, and even jewels on an ancient ship.
Yang Yiyu ignored these for the time being. His goal was to find the mermaid Xia Lu.
At a certain moment, the spiritual consciousness checked a reef mountain under the water. He found a huge cave and was shocked.
It was not strange to see a cave under the water, but it seemed unusual to Yang Yiyu, because this cave was about tens of meters high, and there were symbols on one side. It looked like some kind of text, but it was not a text that appeared in human civilization. Yang Yiyu had never seen such symbolic text.
More importantly, she felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy in this cave, and even a familiar breath, as if it was Xia Lu’s breath.
(End of this chapter)
