The boat gradually entered the dividing line between Yin and Yang at the foot of Longshan Mountain.
One side is filled with sunlight, and the other side is the bottomless Longshan Cave.
The Ambergris River has flowed for hundreds of thousands of years, but people have never been to its source. They only know that the water flows from the cave at the foot of Longshan Mountain.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked back at the calm river surface, where he was when he first appeared in this world.
He understood that it was absolutely impossible for him to appear out of thin air.
The only explanation is Longshan Cave.
I must have come from this cave.
He couldn't explain why he was clearly in the sea next to the floating island, but he woke up here.
The answer is probably in the cave.
The floating island is the paradise where he has lived for more than ten years. When Jiang Xiaoyu dreams back countless times at midnight, little bits and pieces of it can always appear in Jiang Xiaoyu's mind.
Now, for Lin Zhihuan, the person who protected him with his life, the person he called his master, he had to try.
In the distance, Lu Yi waved to him from the shore, and Jiang Xiaoyu also nodded to him.
But the strange thing is that Lin Xiaowan did not show up today.
He went to search for the floating island, and his most important task was to find Alematophora for his father, but she did not appear.
Three years ago, it was still this river and this cave.
He and Lin Xiaowan ran in by accident.
Having gained nothing, they returned in despair.
Today, three years later, Jiang Xiaoyu is driving a small boat, and at the back of the boat is Wen Zhiming, standing proudly.
The current Jiang Xiaoyu is no longer the Jiang Xiaoyu he was three years ago. His spiritual power guides the boat. No matter how fast the current is, the boat is as stable as the ground.
The light quickly dimmed, and Jiang Xiaoyu stroked and looked at the rugged rocks on both sides of the cave.
In three years, these stones have not changed at all.
"After the seal is opened, you can only go in by yourself. Remember, pay attention to safety. If nothing can be done, come back immediately!"
Wen Zhiming reminded Jiang Xiaoyu from behind.
"Yeah!" Jiang Xiaoyu nodded.
He understood that the reason why Wen Zhiming did not go in was that something big was likely to happen to the Four Symbol Sect in the near future.
The matter of Lu Haodang seriously injuring Lin Zhihuan could never be taken lightly.
If that happens, the Four Symbols Sect's reputation in the entire world of cultivation will be lost.
People live their entire lives just for one breath, and so does the sect.
The anger is gone, and from now on, I can only let others bully me.
The Four Symbols Sect has been standing in the world of cultivation for so many years and still remains prosperous. The secret is not blind tolerance.
After three moments of sailing, the boat has reached the deepest point where Jiang Xiaoyu and Lin Xiaowan entered last time.
The rushing river water is like a knife and a spear, striking against the rocks on both sides, making a crisp sound.
The cool air rolling in from upstream made Jiang Xiaoyu's clothes sway constantly.
At the bottom of the boat, the dull sounds of knocking against dark rocks became more and more intensive.
A flash of crystal light suddenly flashed across the boat, which was the infusion of Jiang Xiaoyu's spiritual power.
With a "whoosh" sound, the boat rushed upstream like an arrow from its string.
Although you can't see your fingers here, given Jiang Xiaoyu's current state, everything around him is clearly visible, and it's as if it's daytime when he's sailing in the boat.
The further in you go, the higher the angle of the river slopes.
At this time, the boat seemed to be running up steep mountains.
Although the river water washed away became shallower and shallower, the strange thing was that there was actually some fascinating mysterious spiritual power in it.
From here on up, until the Nascent Soul stage, it is not very possible to achieve it.
Another half a moment passed, and the boat passed through a sharp bend. Suddenly, the river in front turned into a cave that could only accommodate one person.
"Lin Xiaowan!" Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but open his mouth.
At the entrance of the cave ahead, a thin figure looked very painful.
There were three ropes tied around her waist, and the other end of the rope was dug deeply into the stone wall of the cave.
And behind her is a vague chessboard.
The river water pours out from the crisscrossing lines without any obstruction.
Wen Zhiming's face darkened and he shouted, "What are you doing here?"
This place is very dangerous for a monk of Lin Xiaowan's level.
And she was Lin Zhihuan's only daughter. How could this not make Wen Zhiming worried?
Unexpectedly, the girl endured the severe pain of the water on her back, forced out a smile, and said: "I'm afraid! I'm afraid that the Heavenly Master won't allow me to follow, so I'm waiting here in advance!"
"Oops!" Wen Zhiming waved his long sleeve, and the rope on Lin Xiaowan's body was cut off instantly.
A gentle force held her up and landed on the boat.
She was soaked all over, and her clothes clung tightly to her body.
However, those exquisite curves are much more beautiful than what Jiang Xiaoyu saw three years ago.
"Ahem." Wen Zhiming coughed twice. Jiang Xiaoyu instantly realized that it was a bit rude to look at others like this. He quickly took off his clothes and covered Lin Xiaowan's body.
Lin Xiaowan's body was extremely cold, but she kept enduring it.
When the warmth enveloped her, she couldn't help it any longer and trembled crazily.
From Wen Zhiming's fingertips, a soft spiritual power was transmitted to Lin Xiaowan's body, and she felt much more comfortable.
"Master Tian! Please promise me!" Lin Xiaowan's body softened and she knelt down.
Wen Zhiming helped her up and said, "What are you doing? I know you are worried about your father, but..."
"Please!" Lin Xiaowan had tears in her eyes, "My father is my only relative in this world! No matter how dangerous the place is, as long as I can find the elixir to save him, I am willing to go."
"But you!"
"I know that my cultivation level is low. But, one more person means more strength. In the sect, I can only wait helplessly. I might as well follow Jiang Xiaoyu..." After saying that, Lin Xiaowan looked at
Looking at Jiang Xiaoyu, the sadness in his eyes made Jiang Xiaoyu's heart soften.
"Sect Master, if not, let Lin Xiaowan come with me!" Jiang Xiaoyu said, "I grew up on a floating island, and that place is very safe."
"I'm not worried about that at all. The only thing I'm worried about is behind the seal." As he spoke, Wen Zhiming pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "This seal has existed since ancient times. Our ancestors have said that inside, there is
The true form of Qinglong. Once..."
"I'm not afraid!" Lin Xiaowan interrupted Wen Zhiming, "I have seen my father use the Azure Dragon Secret Technique, and I know a little bit of it too!"
As she spoke, a vaguely green dragon appeared on Lin Xiaowan's arm.
Qinglong Jin, she can only be regarded as just getting started.
"I have practiced the Qinglong Secret Technique. It is very likely that Senior Qinglong will still be somewhat close to me. Maybe it can make Jiang Xiaoyu safer!"
"you..."
Lin Xiaowan suddenly buried her head and murmured: "I must go, I must!"
"Hey! Just like your father!" Wen Zhiming sighed and reluctantly agreed.
Then, he glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu and said, "You must take good care of her!"
"Don't worry, Sect Master!"
Wen Zhiming stepped in front of the boat in one step, his eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of him.
Then, from his cuffs, black and white chess pieces flew out one by one, forming a mysterious pattern on the chessboard.
No matter how fast the water flowed, the chess pieces were suspended there, motionless.
Then, an ancient magic formula sounded in Wen Zhiming's mouth.
The formula was so obscure that Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't imitate any of its syllables.
Each black and white chess piece began to shine with dazzling light, like a crystal-clear fish in the water.
Gradually, between dozens of white stones, a milky white light connected them.
And Heizi was connected by a light cyan light.
Two mysterious patterns overlap each other, looking mysterious and simple.
This strange suddenness and strange lines seemed a bit familiar in Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes.
He always felt that he had seen it somewhere.
"open!"
Wen Zhiming flew forward, and after meeting him, the water flow actually spread to both sides, and even the corners of his robe were not wet on his body.
Then, he held down the cyan pattern with one hand and the milky white pattern with the other.
Suddenly, he moved his hands to move the pattern to both sides.
A majestic ancient aura washed through the patterns.
Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to support Lin Xiaowan, but what he didn't expect was that her expression seemed to be extremely enjoyable.
The blue dragon pattern on her arm turned out to be much clearer, and seemed to be beating slowly.