In the scenic spot in the middle of the night, there was only the hissing of night owls.
Lin Luoran carried Rong Donglin to the shore, and the dawn was about to jump out of the lake, but in just a few breaths, Lao Liao's fishing boat was hidden in the mist on the lake, and he disappeared.
"Hey! He hasn't told us where the Dragon Palace is yet!" Dead old man, it's no use trying to lie to them for 30,000 yuan!
Lin Luoran covered his mouth, classmate Rong is good everywhere, but the chatter is too crooked.
"Let's go, I know where it is, please keep your voice down, this is considered trespassing." After Rong Donglin nodded, she let him go.
There is usually a distribution map of scenic spots at the entrance of tourist areas. It is very easy to identify which direction a certain scenic spot is in. Lin Luoran pondered the map for a while, and dragged Rong Donglin to go. Seeing that classmate Rong is indeed a frail scholar, she took out a piece of "yellow paper" from the space and patted it on Rong Donglin's feet.
Poor classmate Rong lived to be in his twenties. For the first time, he felt that his whole body was exactly "two liang" - to put it more seriously, he was suddenly as light as a swallow!
Immortal family means, immortal family means... Rong Donglin stumbled and followed Lin Luoran steadily, without seeing the uncontrollable smile on the former's mouth.
She didn't admit that she was "revenging" at all, and classmate Rong was too smudged, so she deliberately frightened him with the "Shenxing Talisman" stolen from Wenguanjing.
The amulet was attached to Rong Donglin's leg. He was like a wind-up electric toy. Every step he took seemed to be walking on a spring. Those tall and short obstacles were surprisingly easy to cross.
Junshan is not too big. It is far away from the Yueyang Tower in Dongting Lake. If you look down in the air, you will find that it is in the shape of a turtle, and it is a beautiful island inlaid in Dongting Lake.
It has 36 pavilions and 48 temples. Lin Luoran and the others passed by the famous tomb of the second concubine.
Ehuang and Nvying are naturally no longer in the world, but the statues of two stunning beauties enshrined in the Temple of the Concubine Xiang. fly.
Even Lin Luoran stopped for a moment, the bamboos were dancing and rustling, like weeping, or muttering to himself... It was really magical. After thinking about it, she still stopped and bowed in the direction of the statue.
Although there are no incense candles, sincerity is the best thing, the second concubine will not be offended if she thinks about it.
The two passed by quickly, and the morning sun cast from the cracks of the tear bamboo, reflecting in the eyes of the painted sculptures, the two beauties in clay sculptures seemed to be coming back to life, so miraculous.
They landed and walked in the opposite direction, almost crossing the island before arriving at their destination on the side of Dongting Lake.
A few feet away from the embankment, the surface of Dongting Lake is full of water and mist. At this time, water plants are abundant, and the sun is rising.
Rong Donglin was one of the few in the flashy city who was willing to read. Seeing the words "Liu Yijing" above the pavilion, he let out a long breath:
"Senior Sister Lin, this place... is just a legend!"
A beam of green light in Lin Luoran's hand transformed into a green bamboo in the blink of an eye by Rong Donglin, which was exactly like the bamboo they had seen in Xiangfei Temple before. Fake?"
Pain... Of course it's not fake, Rong is just too honest, he didn't realize that since Lin Luoran exists, many legends in China may be half true or half true.
It is uncertain whether there is a Nantian Gate in the depths of the sea of clouds, but "Liu Yi's Biography" refers to names and names, and specifically named the names in "Dongting Dragon Palace", which may not be aimless.
The two of them looked at the well in front of them carefully. Different from the ordinary stone wellhead, the wellhead of Liuyi Well was surrounded by two fish-shaped patterns, and the two semi-circles did not meet. From here, you can reach the Dragon Palace with fantastic light and shadow under Dongting Lake.
For ordinary people, this can still be imagined for a while, but Lin Luoran's spiritual consciousness can stretch for several miles now. After exploring it, he found that the steps are just a visual error. In fact, extending down dozens of steps is already the end.
Lin Luoran was not disappointed either. If the steps lead directly to the Dragon Palace, even if there are rare treasures inside, it is estimated that even the foot-washing cloth of the Dragon Lord has been picked up by someone, so there is no place for them.
"Junior Brother Rong, you should read more books. Think carefully about the contents of "The Biography of Liu Yi", especially how he entered the Dongting Dragon Palace..."
Although lamenting Lin Luoran's whimsy, Rong, who received her salary, obediently screened the content of the legend: Liu Yi, a failed scholar, passed by Jingzhiyang when he returned home, probably in today's Chunhua County, Shaanxi. After saying goodbye to his friends, he saw a very poor shepherdess. Liu Yi boldly struck up a conversation. He was shocked to hear that this poorly dressed and beautiful shepherdess was the third daughter of Dongting Dragon King. herding sheep.
Classmate Liu Yi naturally did not endure the lovely entreaties of the dragon girl, and agreed to bring her a letter to the Dongting Dragon Palace to seek protection from her natal family.
Even if a mortal knows the entrance, how can he enter the Dragon Palace
The Dragon Girl taught him to find an orange tree by Dongting Lake, and knocked on the tree three times. As expected, shrimp soldiers and crabs appeared in the blue waves to divert him from the water and pour Liu Yi into the Dragon Palace.
As soon as Rong Donglin finished speaking, he and Lin Luoran were not in a good mood.
This is a picture book from the Tang Dynasty. It is hard to imagine that an orange tree can live safely until now without becoming a dryad... She has also explored the underground here, and even suspected things like orange tree roots , all because of the change of time without leaving any traces.
"Senior Sister Lin, there are no orange trees here."
The sky is getting brighter, and Junshan will soon attract many tourists. If they don't find the entrance again, this day will probably be wasted.
Lin Luoran squatted down to look carefully at the stone fish in Jingyan. The carvings are simple and exquisite, but there is no spirituality endowed by history. Lin Luoran's eyes were so venomous, he could tell at a glance that this was just something that was acquired by someone later, and definitely not an ancient relic from the Tang Dynasty.
Needless to say, the mouth of the well was built later.
Wait, shrimp soldiers and crabs will emerge from the blue waves, leading the way for Liu Yi to divide the water... She once again probed her consciousness into the end of the stone steps. It was a stone wall with thick moss attached to it, and it was impossible to see what kind of stone it was.
Lin Luoran's spiritual sense couldn't penetrate the wall, which caught her attention just now.
What is there without an orange tree? She is not a down-to-earth scholar like Liu Yi. As a foundation-builder cultivator who is based on the foundation of the water system, if she can't even pinch the "Water Dividing Art", it would be too shameful.
She was still in the late stage of Qi training, so she dared to make tricks to divide the water of the Shahe River. At this time, her cultivation base and the extended well were not enough.
So when Rong Donglin was reluctant to blink, Lin Luoran finished pinching the "Water Dividing Art", the blue light was purer than the color of the sea, intertwined with her right hand, and with the word "open", the well water parted sideways, revealing Mossy stone steps.
Oh, I remembered, this is the spell Luo Dong mentioned, right? Rong Donglin felt that it was a novelty. He only saw the brilliance of the talisman paper, and when it was pasted on his feet, the descendants became as light as a swallow, and they really walked like flying. Rong Donglin saw Lin Luoran's spell this time. Of course, his understanding of cultivation was not as good as Luo Dong's. The latter mistakenly called the spell "magic", and Rong Donglin didn't even know the difference. up.
"Let's go!"
The well water was divided into two sides, Lin Luoran was in the front, Rong Donglin was close to her heels, and the water was divided into the two sides.
When the well water gushed down, Rong Donglin thought it was a catastrophe. After a flash of blue light, Rong Donglin found that a transparent cover appeared around Lin Luoran and himself, blocking the well water one meter away from him.
Lin Luoran lit up a fire in his hand, illuminating the underground world.
There is no discrepancy with her spiritual exploration, the entrance is narrow, but in fact it becomes more and more open as you go. Lin Luoran should pay attention to whether there are any sudden accidents, after all, this is the entrance to the Dragon Palace she expected, and her future is uncertain.
She was so focused, she naturally didn't notice that Rong Donglin's face was flushed suspiciously, and her footsteps were not very firm.
The water cover is amazing, breathing in it doesn't feel aggrieved at all, but the water shadows are mottled, Rong Donglin, a young researcher, feels that he is too close to Lin Luoran. He was a restless young man, but he had no evil thoughts, and he couldn't stand the push of young blood—it turns out that the underwater temperature is not low, could it be that he was too close
In just a few dozen steps, classmate Xiao Rong seemed to be walking with a deer. It was just a young man's special thoughts. After thinking of the great family background of the Lin family, when he walked to the end of the steps, classmate Xiao Rong's small thoughts had been automatically extinguished. .
At the end of the steps is a thick wall. Lin Luoran has also explored the well water, and there are no other creatures. The danger factor has dropped to a new low.
A golden light jumped out from her fingertips, nimbly like a dancing elf, Lin Luoran commanded the golden light to scrape off the moss on the stone wall, revealing a smooth stone wall—this is too smooth, there is nothing!
The two were disappointed, Rong Donglin's feet were not stable, he stepped on the moss and slipped, hit the wall and made him stare.
However, the echo made Lin Luoran thoughtful.
Both of them noticed it, and tapped on the wall in a tacit understanding. It wasn't that the dog's blood touched the mechanism, but it proved that it was a hollow wall, or that there was a wall behind the wall... It seems that spiritual consciousness is not necessarily Reliable every time, it seems that there are quite a few places in this world that can be isolated from spiritual consciousness and can only be discovered by hands.
Lin Luoran sighed, but told Rong Donglin to back off. With a little effort, the destructive power of the foundation-building monks was self-evident. The stone wall fell away, and the wall that made the two excited finally revealed their true colors.
With some familiar characters, Rong Donglin stroked the wall and muttered to himself: "This is the authentic Shuishu..." His excitement was unavoidable. This is not a summarized Shuishi material, just like the Han tomb bamboo slips, it is history. Really engraved.
"Junior Brother Rong, first let's see what it is." Bringing Rong Dong here, he was indeed extremely wise, who said that legends cannot be trusted? The Shuishu may really be the language of the Shui tribe, who can say for sure.
Rong Donglin checked the content carefully, there were not many handwritings, and it was easy to read according to his ability.
But, after he understood it, he looked weird and hesitated to speak.