Lingbo fell more than ten feet. The momentum was so strong and the water was so deep that he choked a few mouthfuls of water unconsciously. But it was fortunate that he fell into the pool, otherwise he would have been smashed into a puddle of meat. It was also thanks to her that she had been growing up since she was a child.
Growing up by the sea, I had excellent water skills. I quickly poked my head out and found that the space here was not very large, but there was still a big rock that could be climbed up.
But deep underground in the cold pool, it was winter, and it was freezing to the bone. Lingbo's body was wet with water, and it was even more chilly to the bones. It was only her deep internal strength and strong self-mobility that she could barely suppress the coldness.
At this time, she looked around and found that except for a few rocks, there was nothing but running water. She said to herself: "It's weird. This pool of water should be connected to the cold pool under the bright roof outside. But why does the map
It’s not marked on it.”
She was speaking in a low voice, but unexpectedly, two laughters "haha" came from her ears. She was startled and almost fell into the cold pool again. However, someone soon spoke and said: "You girl, you know how to see it."
It's extraordinary, but the secret road was built by humans and improved by later generations. How could the predecessors know about it and draw good pictures?"
Lingbo listened to the sound and identified the location, and saw a faint light in a large rock on the southwest side, so he asked loudly: "But is there anyone there?"
He could only hear the man saying: "This little kid talks so funny. Isn't he a human? Could he be a ghost? The old man hasn't gone to the underworld yet." Ling Bo thought to himself: This guy talks so weirdly that rudeness is not considered rude.
, but it also makes people feel confused.”
I became more and more curious, and wanted to go over and have a look, but I saw that there were many rocks there. Swimming there was not worth the cold and scratching myself. But if I used Qinggong to fly over, there was a distance of five feet.
, although her Qinggong was good, she was not at the level of floating on water. After thinking about it, she simply took off her cloak and threw it into the water. After all, this cloak was something Ling Bo was worried about Lu He when they entered the secret passage.
Maybe Yang Buhui had insufficient internal strength and couldn't withstand the cold so he took it, but he didn't expect it to be used here. His left foot was a little on the rock and flew into the pool. When he was about to fall, his right foot stepped on the big cloak again, and the relay
She jumped and successfully landed on a small rock on the southwest side. She was afraid that there was something weird, so she climbed onto the rock with her left hand and struggled to pull the big cloak back with her right hand. Unexpectedly, there were several white fish under the pull.
The child jumped out. Apparently he thought the clothes were food and was about to bite them and eat them!
Ling Bo felt happy and couldn't help but relax a little. However, the water in the stone pool was soaked with water and the cave was wet and slippery. She also walked very carefully and slowly along the light to the southwest and even crawled. In this way, she walked several feet.
Sure enough, there was a cave behind that huge rock. There was an old man with long hair and beard sitting there, and his clothes were almost in tatters.
The place where he was sitting was a natural grotto with no end in sight. There was a large square hole on the top. Sunlight filtered in through the hole, but the hole was more than a hundred feet above the ground. Perhaps it was because of the sunlight.
, there are still a few trees growing here, but they are all low, because one pine tree is very tall and thin, it cannot be more than ten feet high.
This scene completely surprised Lingbo. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and asked: "Old man, was it you who was talking to me just now?"
The old man nodded, but suddenly his body trembled and he stammered: "You, you, are back."
Ling Bo was confused and said: "What did you say?" The old man immediately calmed down and said: "It's nothing. The old man's eyes are dim and he saw the wrong person. He thought it was an old friend visiting."
Ling Bo thought to himself: "Looking at you like this, you must have been here for I don't know how long you have been here. I haven't seen you before, so I must have mistaken you." Suddenly he thought: "No, those people from the Mingjiao saw them just now.
I always say that my mother and I look very similar. Could it be that he has also met my mother? She must also be from Mingjiao."
However, Ling Bo has always been very cunning, so he did not ask directly. Instead, he said respectfully: "Is the old gentleman a member of the Ming Cult? It is said that this secret passage is the holy land of the Ming Cult. Only the leader can enter, but the former leader Yang
Dingtian has been missing for twenty or thirty years."
The old man's hair covered his face, and Ling Bo couldn't see his mood or anger. He just listened to him: "This is indeed stipulated in the canon, but little girl, are you the new leader of the Ming Cult? Otherwise, why not?
Appear here?"
Ling Bo was startled, and for a moment, he couldn't think of how to answer, but he heard the old man laugh again, "Children, don't be offended, the old man has been here for too long, and has been keeping company with these fish, shrimps and crabs, it's rare
Someone came to talk, so I made a joke to you. Seriously, did something happen within the Mingjiao, and you had to come here to escape as a last resort. Unfortunately, you accidentally touched her transformation mechanism, and accidentally dropped it.
Come down."
Ling Bo never thought about him again. The old man guessed most of what happened these days in just a few words. If he hadn't seen his legs shrinking, he would never have left here. He would have just thought he had seen it with his own eyes.
. He immediately thought that he was already trapped here. Whether he could get out or not was still a matter of 50 to 50, so why hide it anymore? So he nodded and said: "Senior, it is true that you can see thousands of miles away." He also used concise language.
, and told about the current situation called fragmentation and some unruly behaviors after Yang Dingtian disappeared. What's more, this time the six major sects came to besiege Guangmingding, although some of the Mingjiao's own followers were uncomfortable, but more of them were influenced by the adults.
Kun's provocation.
The old man listened and suddenly said: "What an injustice, what an injustice, Yang Dingtian is really a sinner of the Ming Cult!"
Ling Bo felt that it was hard to say whether Yang Dingtian was a sinner of the Ming Cult, but for his mother, it was definitely a catastrophe in life, so he said: "Old senior, you said it was over there, right? But you should also be a member of the Ming Cult, otherwise,
You won't understand it so clearly." He suddenly thought: "Not many people among the top management of Mingjiao have met Guo Ruji, so he asked cautiously, "Is the senior the leader of the legendary four great Dharma kings, the 'Purple Shirt Dragon King'?
?”
The old man laughed and laughed at himself, "If I were the Dragon King, how could I have stayed in this cold pool for more than twenty years, making my legs crippled and unable to swim out?"
When Ling Bo heard that his words were filled with despair and sorrow for his life, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity, and said: "Senior, don't tell me, I don't ask, it's fine. It's just that there is food here, I'll bake it."
Let me put the cloak on you."
"You are a kind-hearted boy. It is possible to make fire here, but it is not easy. You have to learn from the ancients to drill wood to make fire or..." He may not have talked to anyone for a long time, and he didn't know how to communicate with others for a while.
, simply picked up a small pebble and slid it violently between the cracks of the stones behind him. The force seemed to be sticky, but it caused sparks to cross. Then he used his other hand to pick up the already dry branch, and it turned out that
A fire was actually lit.
Ling Bo was shocked by what he saw. He quickly brought some hay branches, set up a rack to dry his clothes, and kept himself warm. After an hour, the cloak was dry and exuded a strong warmth. Ling Bo also
Without consulting the old man, he immediately put it on his back and tied it with a belt. The old man shuddered again and said: "Girl, you and I just met each other by chance. We don't even know each other's names. Why are we talking to each other?"
Is this old man so nice?"
Ling Bo said bluntly: "I am not a Bodhisattva-hearted person. I just think of the Grand Master in my family. When I see the old senior, I think of him." But he firmly believes that Zhang Sanfeng will not fall into such a situation. "But if the senior
I want to know, little girl, I have nothing to hide, I am Wudang Yu Lingbo."
I was afraid of being scolded for being too mean-spirited, so I cowered away