Suddenly, Xiao Yuan and I saw that the rope in Lao Cao's hand was like a living and flexible snake. He kept twisting in the water and "swimmed" towards the bottom of the pool...
The end he held in his hand kept gently moving forward.
"This pool is indeed very deep! I have already put it down for 14 to 5 meters, but it still doesn't feel like it has touched the bottom? Maybe the rope is not long enough."
Lao Cao looked a little surprised.
I know that his phoenix rope looks short and can be easily wrapped around his waist to carry it. But in fact, the longest length can be about twenty meters!
Fantastic.
But if the depth of this pool exceeds twenty meters, there is probably no way...
What is the concept of twenty meters deep?
It’s almost equivalent to filling a seven-story building!
So I could only pray silently in my heart, hoping that the depth of this pool would not be so perverted. Even if there are cracks in the underground rock formations or other small gaps in the mountain below, at least there is a bottom that allows us to find out the situation.
What is hidden in this "yellow spring pool" where the three yins gather?
I have a strong intuition that there must be something weird here!
finally……
Lao Cao suddenly said in surprise.
"The rope is at the end! The depth of this Huangquan pool is about seventeen meters."
"That's great!"
I also became excited and looked at the pool intently.
Lao Cao did not stop the movement of his hand, and continued to put a length of about two meters into the pool before stopping. He grabbed the end of the last meter of rope and said with a smile.
"Fortunately, I have three meters left, otherwise I wouldn't be able to deal with the situation."
Think about it, if the length of the rope is exactly the same as the depth of the pool, then it can only be used as a detection tool. It needs extra length to bundle and roll things up underwater.
So, Lao Cao slowly closed his eyes.
Relying entirely on mental perception, his thoughts control the front end of the rope at the bottom of the water pool more than ten meters deep. Like a snake, it wanders carefully at the bottom of the pool, looking for anything weird and evil...
Madoka and I were holding our breath and helping Lao Cao look around, lest any evil ghosts suddenly burst out and attack us. Although we had wiped out all the humanoid spider monsters, how could we be cautious in such an evil place? It’s not an exaggeration!
Fortunately, everything went well and no other evil spirits appeared.
Perhaps the evil cultivator who created this ghost place in the first place felt that it was enough to hide it so deep underground and have a dozen humanoid spider monsters.
In addition, the Yellow Spring Pool itself is very deep. Even ordinary monks, let alone ordinary people, are helpless.
So there is no other defense.
Sudden!
Lao Cao opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of joy flashed on his face.
"Yes! I can feel the front end of the rope touching something supernatural. It's a very strange force."
I asked quickly.
"A living thing or a dead thing? Can it be tied up and dragged up?"
Lao Cao shook his head.
"I'm not sure yet, let me try it first... Hey, wait! It's so easy? And it seems to be very small. It's a bit strange."
He seemed a little disbelieving.
It is estimated that the front end of the rope that reached the bottom of the pool has successfully entangled the supernatural thing!
Madoka flapped her wings twice and stared at the water surface excitedly.
"If it's entangled, pull it out, Old Man Cao! Pull that thing out of the water quickly and see what it is. How could a certain evil cultivator waste so much effort to create so many weird things deep underground? thing."
I patted the big fat bird's head gently.
"Stop rushing! Let Lao Cao retract the rope with peace of mind, and we can just wait patiently. It's a seventeen-meter-deep water pool, and it will take some time to pull it up. And you have to be careful at all times to see if there is any danger when the thing comes out of the water."
Madoka muttered impatiently.
"I know, I know, I'm so long-winded. Also, boy Wu, if you hit me on the head again, you will be responsible for the consequences. I, Master Bird, are not done with you!"
I chuckled and didn't bother to pay attention.
This stupid bird has said this kind of "threat" countless times. Anyway, I always have my left ear go in and my right ear go out...
We didn't say anything anymore, and there was silence.
There was only the sound of Lao Cao pulling the rope from the water.
After a while, he reminded him aloud.
"We'll be out of the water in two meters! Be careful."
Madoka and I immediately stood ready, and our curiosity had reached its peak.
"Get the water out of me! Huh, ha!"
Lao Cao exhaled loudly, took a few steps back to look, and finally pulled up with a flick of his wrist.
Then he pulled the thing tied up with the phoenix rope out of the "yellow spring pool" in front of him...
Wow!
A small khaki-yellow splash suddenly splashed on the turbid water - it looked indeed very small.
Then we saw a dark thing appear in the air in front of us.
Then, the three of us, including Lao Cao, all couldn't believe it.
Because what was tightly bound by the rope was a small black iron plate as big as a palm!
Madoka called out first.
"What's going on? The weird thing under the pool...is it a broken iron sign?"
The strength in Lao Cao's hand relaxed and he gently landed on the ground from the air with the rope. There was a "dong" sound as a heavy object fell to the ground.
My heart moved slightly, and I noticed this somewhat unusual scene.
Lao Cao's skill in using the phoenix rope is superb. Logically speaking, the black metal plate, which was no bigger than a slap in the face, had already been released by him, so it should have been fluttering lightly when it landed on the ground.
But there was still a muffled sound like a heavy object falling to the ground!
Sure enough, the next moment Lao Cao said in a confused tone.
"This thing is unusually heavy! It's not like ordinary metal. I have been carrying coffins all year round, and I have a very keen sense of weight. When I wrapped this thing in the water and pulled it up, I already felt a little uncomfortable. It’s so right. And as soon as you get out of the underworld, the weight increases suddenly after getting out of the water."
It is probably because he did not expect that the weight would increase sharply after getting out of the water, so Lao Cao did not release enough force. The iron plate made a "dong" sound after it hit the ground.
Lao Cao used a rope to drag the iron sign to a place not far in front of him, close to his feet. Xiao Yuan and I also moved over to take a closer look.
It is indeed a black metal sign in the shape of a long diamond. The front end is a triangle, larger and smaller on the whole.
"Really, you can't do it, can you? Create so many complicated and weird things, just for such a bad brand?"
Madoka widened her bird's eyes, feeling both unbelievable and disgusted.
Seeing that there was no danger, Lao Cao untied the phoenix rope that was tied to it. This way we can observe it more clearly.
In addition to the appearance just seen, you can also see some strange spells carved on the surface of the iron plate at this time - unlike the flying-headed monsters hidden on the stone walls of the first underground space below the outermost barren tomb, these spells do not have A weird and evil feeling.
It seems to be a normal Taoist spell, but it is very profound and obscure and difficult to understand.
I looked carefully for a while and only recognized one of the talismans - it means "gathering" and can absorb and accommodate all kinds of heaven and earth spiritual energy, yin energy, earthly evil energy, etc...
After listening to my explanation, Lao Cao nodded slightly.
"Then this makes sense! As you said just now, Xiao Wu, the three yins gather here. All the yin energy is actually to nourish this iron plate."
That's right!
I continued, sounding a little confused.
"But the aura of this iron plate and the talismans on it are not evil or weird. This is a bit strange!"
From what I saw and heard all the way here, I can basically confirm that the person who caused these things must be an evil cultivator - an upright cultivator will never create such ghosts as flying-headed monsters and humanoid spider monsters.
But the ultimate goal and nourishment of an evil cultivator is a mysterious black iron plate that is not evil...
Madoka, the fat bird, spoke again.
"By the way, Mr. Wu, Old Man Cao. I suddenly felt that this black iron plate looked familiar. I should have seen it before when I was in the Northeast..."
Yeah?
I was suddenly surprised and said quickly.
"That's great! Damn you fat bird, hurry up and recall it carefully. What on earth is this weird little black iron sign?"
Madoka stood on the ground, tilting her head and staring at the black iron plate for a long time. A rare and uncomfortable emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he could only shake his head.
"I really can't remember it. I have a vague impression. But when I think about it deeply, I feel a headache. The more I think about it, the more it hurts. I can't think about it anymore...it makes my head dizzy. Really. It makes the bird angry.”
It shook its head and took a few steps back, turning its head a bit arrogantly, unwilling to look at the iron sign any longer.
Although I usually quarrel with this fat bird, I don’t think its uncomfortable appearance at this time is just pretending - maybe this mysterious black iron plate really brings back some very unpleasant memories - even if Maybe I can’t remember clearly.
"Okay, okay, you stupid bird, don't think about it if you can't remember it. It's just a broken iron plate."
I smiled and rubbed its furry head.
Madoka snorted.
Lao Cao reached out and picked up the iron plate from the ground, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Sure enough! This palm-sized sign actually weighs more than twenty kilograms. It is indeed much heavier than ordinary metals such as steel."
What?
Such a small brand actually weighs more than 20 kilograms!
I couldn't believe it and took the iron plate from Lao Cao. Immediately I felt my hand sinking suddenly, it was indeed quite heavy. If you don't have psychological defense, you probably won't be able to catch it this time...
"What exactly is this? It continuously absorbs a large amount of Yin energy from the Yellow Spring Pool deep underground, and is also made of mysterious metal."
I looked over and over again.
Lao Cao patted me on the shoulder.
"It doesn't matter, let's take this thing out. You go home and ask Qin Xiangu, she will definitely know! There are probably not many things in this world that she doesn't know."
Well……
here we go again!
He is really my master’s number one “brainless fan”.
