Volume 4, Seven Saints Road, Chapter 91, Heavenly Waterfall

Style: Fantasy Author: white lionWords: 3097Update Time: 24/02/20 15:48:38
(Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky)

The rain stopped at dawn and the fog fell again. Last night's firewood had burned out, and the cold morning air in the mountains caused frost to form on the branches.

In one place in the forest, a two-foot-round light shield pushed away the cold air around it. It turned out that before Lanfeng closed his eyes last night, he had Yinghuo form a shelter with the demonic fire as the boundary to warm the air inside.

At this time, a dozen tits broke in from outside the shelter, and they flapped their wings and hovered above Lanfeng's head.

Lan Feng opened his eyes slightly, and a trace of blue light overflowed from his eyes. Since Yinghuo became the master of Lanfeng's dream, he could only practice his body skills to fall asleep every night. However, this is good, as it allows him to have a deeper understanding of the body skills he currently masters, and his Phoenix body bloodline becomes deeper and deeper with each breath adjustment.

Lanfeng took a deep breath, and he waved to call the tits. The firelight surged at Lanfeng's fingertips, turning them into feathers and integrating them into his body.

"Young Master, have you discovered anything?" Hai Yesheng also opened his eyes at this time.

Lan Feng said: "The fog in the mountains is too heavy, and I can vaguely see some houses in the west. But the journey is still far, so we'd better set off quickly."

"Have you found it?" Ruoxue stood up after hearing a noise and rubbed her eyes.

Seeing her sleepy eyes, Lanfeng couldn't help but smile and said: "Come on, the scenery ahead seems to be good, let's go and have a look."

The three of them set off. The smell of earth in the mountains after the rain, and the frost-covered vegetation all around, were also eye-catching.

Going backwards along the stream, there are more and more bluestones in the stream. Ruoxue walked by the stream and looked down. From a distance, two or three yellow pistils appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"What is that?" Ruoxue asked.

Lan Feng and Hai Yesheng shook their heads, and everyone quickly stepped forward and saw that they turned out to be a few yellow flowers. This flower has about a dozen willow-leaf-shaped petals, which are curled inward. There are three or four clusters of stamens in the middle that are about two inches long.

Lan Feng and Hai Yesheng were stunned. The appearance of this flower was exactly the same as that of the other shore flower growing in the Santu River!

"Hiss... isn't this the flower of the other side?" Hai Yesheng said.

Lanfeng narrowed his eyes and said: "Yes, and no. I heard that the flowers on the other side of the Santu River are red, but this flower is yellow. It's cold in winter, but I didn't expect that this flower is still blooming..."

Ruoxue looked confused: "Bana flower? What is it?"

Lan Feng said: "The flowers on the other side originally bloomed in the Santu River. The flowers are red and shining with red light. Each flower records a memory. There is nothing terrible about them, but because the water of the Santu River is full of There are a large number of wandering souls, and their grievances have gradually darkened the memories in the Flowers of the Other Side. Whenever a living creature passes by and accidentally drips blood, these Flowers of the Other Side will go crazy and devour the living creatures, leaving no bones behind..."

Ruoxue stared blankly at the yellow Bianhua flower: "Can you do this yellow one?"

Lanfeng shook his head and said: "I don't know. I have never seen the flower of the other side, but seeing that it blooms in the middle of the water, it must not be disturbed by living things. Spiritual creatures in the world have their own reasons for survival."

The three of them continued walking up the mountain, and after crossing a mountain top, they heard thunder coming from the mountain mist in the distance.

"Thunder? It's interesting. Let's go and have a look." Lan Feng and others were attracted by the thunder and flew towards the source. Within two miles, a few more people were hit in the face by a little bit of dew.

Ruoxue said: "Why is it raining again?"

The spirit of Yinghuo sat on Lanfeng's shoulder and was also irritable. He didn't like the rain and dew, so he cursed a few times and then retracted into Lanfeng's body.

The closer we get to the thunder, the harder it rains. In the end, Lan Feng had no choice but to form a water-avoiding tactic around him before continuing to move forward.

The mountain forest was approaching, thunder was deafening, and several people saw a turbulent stream crossing in front of them from a distance. When everyone stepped forward to stop, they finally saw the source of the thunder.

This ear-splitting noise and the sudden rain were not caused by God. Instead, they were caused by a hanging river waterfall falling from the sky!

The energy of thousands of galloping horses surges incessantly, crashing into the earth from the clouds and mist like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky! The rapids below the waterfall are clear and winding towards various valleys! There is another poem about this waterfall in the sky. The poem says:

Relying on the high mountain top, hitting the cold rocks below.

You can hear the thunder in the distance, and you can see the towering mountains up close.

I have been practicing for nine days and have gone through several twists and turns.

It flew down three thousand feet and entered hundreds of rivers.

"God's creation is so miraculous! This waterfall is really a wonder of heaven and earth! I and the Yishan Demons have traveled through many mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect to see such a scenery right next to Shiwan Mountain!" Hai Yesheng sighed.

Lanfeng and Ruoxue also showed shock in their eyes. Lanfeng said: "The darkest place is under the candlelight, but the majesty of this waterfall is hard to believe that it belongs to the mortal world."

As the saying goes, mountains have mountains and water has veins. I don’t know where the waterfall came from. Such majestic water flow gathered in the mountains. After it flourished, the energy of the water veins also nourished the surrounding creatures.

Lan Feng looked at it with great interest: "Such a wonderful sight, Yinghuo, why don't you come out and take a look?"

Yinghuo knew that Lan Feng was teasing him, but he didn't fall for it: "Get out of here, you're getting more and more arrogant now. Aren't you a landlubber afraid of such huge water vapor?"

Lanfeng smiled and said to Hai Yesheng and Ruoxue: "Every wonder in the world must have a treasure. Let's go and have a closer look."

The three of them jumped up and reached directly under the waterfall with their feet touching the boulders in the rapids. Through Lanfeng's water-avoiding technique, several people saw that there seemed to be a dark place behind the waterfall.

Lanfeng grinned, he had really guessed it. After a few jumps, he took the lead against the current and reached the back of the waterfall.

"Come up quickly! There is a cave inside this place!" Lan Feng shouted.

Hearing this, Ruoxue and Hai Yesheng also flew up and landed next to Lanfeng.

It turns out that the 100-meter-high stone wall behind the waterfall recessed into the inside of the mountain, forming a natural stone corridor. The stone corridor is more than fifty meters wide and ten meters high, spanning the entire distance of the waterfall. Looking out from the stone corridor, the waterfall hangs there like a water curtain.

The light here was dim and it was difficult to see what was inside. Lan Feng used some light and led the two of them inside. With the bright light, everyone saw that the innermost stone wall was not a pile of huge rocks on the mountain, but a whole flat rock wall.

When the vision gradually became clearer, everyone discovered that there seemed to be some colorful murals on this rock wall.

Lanfeng and the others slowly looked over. This mural should be describing a war. There were three races in this war, and two of them finally practiced against the other race. The leader of that race also had a strange appearance, with six arms, a bronze head and an iron forehead. There was a bulge on the forehead with two huge horns that bent backwards. This leader was obviously much larger than the others.

At the beginning, the horned leader was as powerful as a rainbow and beat the other two tribes back steadily. But later, the leaders of the other two tribes were helped by a dragon with wings, and finally defeated the leader with horns...

"Wait a minute," Lan Feng suddenly stopped when he saw this, and said, "Look at that dragon with wings, does it look familiar..."

Ruoxue used the light to take a closer look. The pterosaur was covered in scales and shaking its head, but the wings behind it were actually bird feathers!

"The Nine Thousand Great Sage of Overturning the Sea?!" Ruoxue said in surprise, "But the dragon on this mural only has one head."

Lan Feng said: "How specific it is, I may not be able to find out clearly until we meet Jiu Qian again."

The three of them continued to look. After the death of the horned leader, his head fell to the border of Longxi. The place where he was defeated was engraved with two ancient inscriptions, and they could vaguely recognize the word "Zhuolu".

Hai Yesheng said: "Zhuolu? Could this be the story about the two masters of Yan and Huang fighting against Chi You?"

Lanfeng nodded. He saw that the mural was almost finished. Most of these defeated armies fled to the southwest boundary and lived in seclusion. The dangerous terrain here was an excellent hiding place. For thousands of years, they also farmed and rested here. , has nothing to do with the outside world.

Lan Feng said: "Chiyou's tribe was defeated and fled to the hills where we are. Looking at the murals, there are still many people walking towards the Shiwanda Mountain, some even further. It seems that what we are looking for is The Wuyue clan has a great relationship with the remaining tribes of Chiyou."

Hai Yesheng looked at the mural and murmured: "Young Master, there is more information on it than just that."

Lan Feng said: "Oh? Brother Hai, please elaborate."

Hai Yesheng said: "The relationship between the remnants of Chi You and the Wuyue clan is one; the Great Sage Nine Thousand and the pterodactyl who helped the Yanhuang clan are the other. But look at this..."

As he spoke, Hai Yesheng pointed his finger at Chi You's severed head.

"Chi You's head fell on the border of Longxi." Hai Yesheng said.

Ruoxue asked: "What's the problem with the Longxi border?"

Lanfeng's eyelids began to tremble when he heard this: "The Cuiyun Mountains are in the border of Longxi?"

"Exactly." Hai Yesheng said.

Lanfeng took a deep breath. He thought about the pair of big horns on Chi You's forehead, and another shocking name came to mind: "The Great Sage Pingtian, the Great Bull Demon King..."

Hai Yesheng nodded and said nothing, while Lan Feng looked at the mural and was secretly shocked. Who painted this stunning mural, and who hid it in this waterfall?

These clues are like threads tying up a giant web, waiting for Lanfeng and the others to uncover the truth step by step. But behind the truth, is there any secret that cannot be revealed?

"Young Master, it seems that someone is setting up a bigger plot." Hai Yesheng murmured.

Lan Feng said: "No matter who he is or what he wants to do, at least for now, he is helping us move forward with our plan. Since someone has pointed the way for us, what do we have to worry about?"

At this moment, the remaining hundred or so titmouses passed through the gaps in the water flow, and they all returned to Lanfeng. Lanfeng closed his eyes and examined carefully, only to see the flickering scene, running along the waterfall fifty miles to the west. , you can see some creations similar to human traces. It's just that Lan Feng has never seen those things before, and he doesn't know what they are used for.

"How are you, young master?" Hai Yesheng asked.

Lanfeng frowned and said: "It should be fifty miles to the west, but those scenes... let's go first. We can't tell clearly here."