Chapter 217

In the quiet underground cave, the only sound that can be heard is the gurgling sound of flowing water.

Suddenly, two figures appeared above the water. They sank and almost fell into the water.

"Phew... That was a close call. I almost got soaked." Cheng Hui was floating on the water, looking at the cold river water below, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Qingyang glanced at him and wanted to laugh.

In fact, there is no need to worry so much. They are not ordinary people. There will be no danger even if they fall into the water. As for the clothes getting wet - a small spell can solve this problem.

The two of them quickly moved away from the spot. Although the spiritual energy storm had disappeared, they did not want to stay here any longer.

They ran out of three forks in the road and stopped only when the water vein became narrower and narrower and could barely accommodate one person.

"Where is this place?" Cheng Hui looked around.

He had noticed before that the place they came out from was not the same place they entered.

It seems that the exit and entrance of this spiritual energy storm are different. It is also possible that the exit just now is where the spiritual energy storm disappears?

Never mind, that's not important. What's important is... where are they now?

Cheng Hui and Lin Qingyang looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

The water veins here are the nodes of people's formation, so naturally they won't prepare a map for you in advance.

Normally, if a monk is just studying the water veins nearby, it is unlikely that he will get lost, but these two people are unlucky... They even encountered an aura storm, which is a rare event in a century.

As a result, the two of them couldn't find the way to leave.

Logically speaking, they should try to follow the direction of the water flow. After all, the formation here is based on the water veins. As long as they follow the water veins, they will find the intersection sooner or later. As long as they can find an important intersection, Cheng Hui will be able to reversely calculate their approximate location.

But unfortunately...

Looking at the small path in front of him that could barely accommodate one person, Cheng Hui hesitated, not knowing whether he should continue forward.

"Let's go. It's all a matter of luck. I think your luck has always been good." Lin Qingyang comforted him with a smile.

Cheng Hui just thought about his experiences after crossing into the world of cultivation——

Cheng Hui: ...I feel like you are teasing me.

Seeing Cheng Hui's indescribable expression, Lin Qingyang almost laughed.

He really felt that Cheng Hui was lucky. Although he encountered some problems every time, most of them turned out to be good things.

Think about it, he was sold to a demonic sect by his parents when he was very young. Compared with Cheng Hui's experience, his was a hellish start.

Cheng Hui actually couldn't think of any good solution. If he were in other places, he would have a hundred ways to determine the direction.

However, they are now in the great formation of Qiankun City. It is hard to say what the consequences will be if they use spiritual power within the formation.

The open area before, which was specially divided by the Bagua Sect for the research of formation masters from all over the world, was already the most spacious place in the formation, and some small spells could be barely used.

They may have already penetrated deep into the formation. If they use magic here, it is very likely that they will provoke a counterattack from the formation.

The most depressing thing is that they are now very close to the water vein. In other words, they are also very close to the node of the formation. They may be judged as a threat to the formation. At that time, the formation will most likely use some powerful spells to directly eliminate the threat of the two people in the bud.

Cheng Hui didn't dare to gamble on his luck. Anyway, if he were a formation master, he would definitely set up corresponding self-defense procedures when setting up such a huge formation.

So the two gave up using magic and slowly walked along the narrow path.

As Cheng Hui walked along the path, he could hear the sound of water veins flowing beneath his feet. There was only a thin layer of rock between them and the water surface. He had no idea what had formed this gap in the first place, and why the path below had been preserved...

"Huh?" Cheng Hui suddenly stopped.

Lin Qingyang, who was following behind him, also stopped immediately.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I think I saw..." Cheng Hui hesitated, not sure if he was seeing things. "Wait a moment."

He dug a small hole in the wall at his knees and stuffed a night-shining pearl into it.

The soft light illuminated the place under his feet clearly, and Lin Qingyang finally saw what puzzled Cheng Hui.

It was a finger, slender, with very white skin and neatly trimmed nails.

This looks like just an ordinary finger, but the problem is that an ordinary finger appears very unusual here.

Apart from anything else, the freshness of this finger is enough to prove that someone passed by here not long ago and left a finger behind.

The broken end of the finger was very smooth, obviously cut by a sharp weapon, but the strange thing was that there was not much bleeding from the finger, it felt like a fake finger.

"Don't touch it." Lin Qingyang stopped Cheng Hui from picking up his finger.

Cheng Hui looked at him in confusion, and Lin Qingyang explained to him that the magic cultivation techniques were strange and changeable, and this finger looked abnormal, and it might be a curse or something.

The corner of Cheng Hui's mouth twitched. He felt that the demon cultivators in this world of cultivation seemed a little abnormal.

Using one's own limbs as a medium for a curse... what kind of thing is this? Injuring the enemy a hundred times while injuring oneself three thousand times?

Oh right... I forgot again, this is the world of cultivation, regenerating severed limbs is not a dream, maybe people just use fingers as consumables!

"Be careful, there might be other guests here." Cheng Hui muttered and continued to walk forward along the gap.

But this time, he raised his alertness to the highest level, and his spiritual sense was stretched out to explore the way.

After walking for about ten minutes, he suddenly stopped.

Lin Qingyang also stopped and asked softly, "Did you find anything?"

Cheng Hui's expression was a little strange: "I'm not sure if you discovered it, do you still remember that finger just now?"

Lin Qingyang: “?”

"I seem to have discovered his master." Cheng Hui muttered as he looked at the shocking scene in his consciousness.

Lin Qingyang: “???”

Cheng Hui stopped talking and quickly walked through the small path.

Lin Qingyang didn't know what he saw, but seeing that his face didn't look good, he hurriedly followed him.

Soon, the narrow path came to an end, and the view suddenly opened up. Below them was a deep cliff, and rushing water was flowing along the edge of the cliff. There should have been a loud rumbling sound, but it was completely silent, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

"There's no sound here..."

Lin Qingyang realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth. He could feel himself speaking, but the sound disappeared for no reason.

Cheng Hui only saw Lin Qingyang's lips moving, but no sound came. Combined with the strange state of the waterfall, he immediately realized that no sound seemed to be allowed to exist here.

He stepped back and tried to re-enter the crack path, but was surprised to find that the path had disappeared at some point, and there was only a smooth rock wall behind them.

At this time, Lin Qingyang also discovered a scene that made Cheng Hui behave strangely. Above their heads was an arc-shaped dome, with a large number of corpses hanging above the dome. Those corpses were well preserved and fully clothed, but their skin was pale, and their necks were tied with a red rope. Their eyes were wide open on their drooping faces, staring blankly at everything below.

These corpses were piled up layer upon layer, countless in number. Just based on what Lin Qingyang observed with his naked eyes, there were tens of thousands of them.

The strangest thing is that these corpses still maintain a certain degree of activity. If he had not sensed the presence of souls in them, he would even think that these people were just in a deep sleep, or in some special state.

"Who are these people..." Lin Qingyang looked at the corpses, puzzled.

The corpses were hanging densely above the head, which made people's scalp tingle at first glance.

Lin Qingyang had seen many more cruel scenes than this one, so he was not overly shocked. Instead, he was thinking about the reasons for the existence of these corpses.

It is not difficult to tell from the clothes of these corpses that they have different identities. There are beggars who are starving, there are royal relatives dressed in luxurious clothes, and there are even a few people whose robes are glowing with spiritual energy, obviously they are monks.

However, among these tens of thousands of people, there are very few cultivators, only less than a hundred, and their cultivation is obviously low, at most at the foundation-building stage.

In other words, among these tens of thousands of corpses, the majority were ordinary people's bodies.

Lin Qingyang was still thinking when he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.

He turned around and saw Cheng Hui's lips moving. He was about to guess what the other party meant when he saw Cheng Hui slap his forehead with an annoyed look on his face, then took out a piece of paper and wrote down what he wanted to say to him.

Cheng Hui said that he had found the magic circle that hid the gap and path, and it was not difficult to break. He could leave at any time if necessary.

Knowing that he had a way to retreat, Lin Qingyang felt much less pressured. He nodded to show that he understood, then pointed at the corpses, indicating that he wanted to look around.

Cheng Hui thought about it and he was also very interested in what was happening here.

Or rather... he was very concerned about his own safety.

There was a corpse hanging there, and the corpse was behaving so strangely... He suspected that it might be the evil cultivator causing trouble again.

As an ordinary little zombie, he will have to stay in Qiankun City for nearly half a year. He doesn't want Qiankun City to be blown up one day and he will be unaware of it, not even knowing how he died.

Don't think he's joking. Just based on the range of the Qiankun Formation, if the evil cultivators really found a way to detonate the formation, not to mention Qiankun City, I'm afraid the area within a hundred miles would be blown into a huge pit.

It's no exaggeration to say that this Qiankun formation has been completely integrated with the water veins of this area for so many years. If the formation fails, the water veins will also be affected. If the situation becomes serious, perhaps the scene of the Xuanheng Realm being torn apart will be repeated...

Stopping the evil cultivators from causing trouble is to save his own life, so Cheng Hui doesn't mind investigating here before leaving.

At the very least, they need to obtain some evidence. In this way, even if they cannot solve the problem, they can report it to Baguamen for handling.

This is their territory. If something really happens, they will definitely suffer the greatest losses. We don’t have to worry about them not being attentive!

Cheng Hui first took out the photo stone to record the scene in front of him, and then walked towards the edge of the cliff with Lin Qingyang.

There was a stone bridge leading to the other side of the cliff, and the red ropes on the dome seemed to extend in the opposite direction as well.

He wanted to go over and see what was going on.

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