There were only two hours left before dark, so Fu Shiyi did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately told the others about Xiao Huang's new discovery.
Yanyang Lake is only more than ten meters deep. The Fu family has been stationed here for more than two hundred years, and there has been no abnormality. Everyone walked around the lake, and the eighth uncle said suspiciously:
"Eleven, are you sure something strange is hidden in here?"
"Eight Uncle, I'm not sure either. But Xiao Huang always likes to dig into places with abundant spiritual energy. Maybe we can find something new in this lake. It's not sure. We have to give it a try."
That's all.
The eighth uncle nodded, then turned to the twelfth uncle and said: "Zhili, take your water-receiving flag and use it."
Fu Shishi saw Uncle Twelve patting the storage bag, and a blue flag about an inch long floated over Yanyang Lake. With a "Zila" sound, the flag swelled in the wind and became as tall as ten feet.
"go"
As soon as Uncle Twelve's magic formula changed, the small flag moved slightly, and a suction force came out. The lake water below seemed to be summoned and flowed upstream. With a "swish", every drop was absorbed by the small flag.
Fu Shiyi looked at the four acres of Yanyang Lake with the mud at the bottom exposed, and was amazed. Fu Shiyi patted the double-eyed bird.
Xiao Huang immediately understood, flapped his wings, flew to the bottom of the lake and circled around, then shouted "chichijijiji" to the east side of the lake bottom, turned his head to look at Fu Shiyi, and bumped into it, blinking. Then disappeared.
"Sure enough, it's an illusion again."
Fu Shiyi was overjoyed and took the lead to follow. The others also ran into the wall one after another.
After passing through the stone wall, Fu Shiyi saw darkness and felt that his body was falling rapidly. It wasn't until Uncle Ba who followed later that a fire light lit up in his hand.
Only then did Fu Shiyi realize that they were floating in a dry well.
The dry well is surrounded by blue boulders. The stone surface is mottled and covered with oily green moss. At a glance, you can tell that it is an ancient well with a certain age.
As time passed, Fu Shiyi estimated that they had dropped at least nearly a kilometer, but they still couldn't see down at a glance, and Fu Shiyi was horrified.
It wasn't until another stick of incense passed that the eighth uncle reminded:
"Everyone, be careful. We will reach the bottom of the well soon."
After hearing this, Fu Shiyi quickly added a diamond shield spell to himself, and protected the green leaf wall in front of him. He used the light body technique to release his force through the well wall, and finally fell to the ground safely.
"This... this is so beautiful."
When we reached the bottom of the well, our sight suddenly broadened, and what we saw was a lake of blooming lotus flowers. The lake was two miles east to west and three miles north to south. The green water was clear and hundreds of lotuses were blooming.
"Hey, there is actually a parallel lotus blooming in the lake."
Brother Sixteen's eyes lit up, and he thought about picking the lotus seeds and going back to make a lotus seed soup to drink. He stepped forward involuntarily, and his shoes suddenly got wet.
Fu Shiyi always felt that there was a strange smell in the air and was about to give him a warning.
I saw a pool of mud running up quickly from the upper part of Brother Sixteen's shoes, like a living thing, crawling to his waist and abdomen in the blink of an eye.
"My dear, what the hell is this!"
Brother Sixteen screamed and wanted to jump away, but found that he was stuck to the ground by the mud. He felt that his magic power was disappearing quickly, and his face instantly turned pale:
"This, this mud is sucking the spiritual energy from my body. Uncle Eighth, Uncle Twelve, help me!"
Uncle Ba threw a fireball into the mud, but before the fireball, which was the size of a human head, hit the ground, the mud turned into a big open mouth and he couldn't wait to swallow it.
Fu Shiyi's expression changed when he saw it. He remembered the relevant records in "Qingxi Notes" and quickly stopped his eighth uncle, twelfth uncle and Sanniang who had already displayed their magic weapons:
"This sludge is a second-level monster that specializes in absorbing spiritual energy. Once a magic weapon is stained by it, the spiritual energy will be lost immediately. It is a yin thing and can only be conquered with yang things!"
While he was talking, Brother Sixteen's whole body was covered in mud, with only his head exposed.
"Sanniang, hurry up, use your Xuanyang Mirror to deal with it!"
Sanniang took out the storage bag from her arms and threw it into the air. A dazzling golden light shot out from the ancient mirror. The pool of mud was caught by the golden light and paused.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu"
Then the mud let out a shrill scream, sliding down from Brother Sixteen like the ebbing seawater, trying to slip into the bottom of the lake again.
"I want to leave and dream!"
Sanniang's method changed again, and the golden light shining on the mud became brighter. As soon as the mud fell to the ground, it made a "ZZZZZZ" sound and turned into a pool of thick black ink.
"Hoo ho ho"
"This damn thing almost killed Master Dao."
Brother Sixteen, who had taken a breath, was filled with fear. He just turned around and wanted to stay away from the lake, but the beautiful lotus flower appeared in his mind again, and he couldn't help but walk towards the lake again!
"Sixteen, you don't want your life!"
Uncle Ba jumped lightly, grabbed Brother Sixteen by the shoulders, and threw him heavily to the ground, hating that iron could not turn into steel:
"Sixteen, you are not young anymore, why are you still acting so recklessly! If Sanniang hadn't had the Xuanyang Mirror to restrain the sludge just now, his life would have been lost. How do you want me to tell you three things by then? Grandpa explains it, ah!”
Brother Sixteen got up from the ground and shook his still dizzy head. He was ashamed and confused: "Eighth Uncle, I, I don't know why, as soon as I got close to the lake, I wanted to pick those... Flowers and lotuses."
Something weird!
Having taken care of Lingtian for nearly five years and studying various pharmacological theories described in "Zixu Alchemy Notes" on a daily basis, Fu Shiyi was keenly aware of an unknown sweet fragrance sandwiched between the lotus scent in the air.
And the closer you get to the lake, the stronger the smell becomes.
Fu Shi locked his eyes on the double lotus in the center of the lake:
"Everyone, be careful, the smell of that lotus flower has the effect of confusing the mind!"
Everyone was in awe, and after sniffing hard, they noticed something abnormal. It’s just that the mud monster Wei was difficult to deal with just now, and now another monster flower has appeared. The eighth uncle said cautiously:
"Eleven, is there any record of this demonic lotus in "Qingxi Notes"?"
Fu Shiyi shook his head. He was a little worried and said:
"Eighth Uncle, the strength of the sludge monster just now is equivalent to our late stage Qi training. This parallel lotus is probably even more extraordinary."
"I'll give it a try first!"
The Xuanyang Mirror in Sanniang's hand was raised again. When the golden light shone on the side-by-side lotus, there was no movement at first. Then the lotus slowly started to rotate. When the side facing away from everyone turned around, .
Everyone was shocked.
I saw the petals on the other side of the lotus. Each petal has a human face, and each face is different. There are men, women, old and young, either laughing or crying, which is a picture of various aspects of life.
"What the hell is this?!"
Brother Sixteen had most of his mana absorbed. When he saw such a strange aspect, he stumbled and almost collapsed to the ground.
