There are caves at the bottom of the river and jagged rocks.

As the terrain gradually descended, the surrounding space became strangely wider.

The river stones on both sides, which were originally in disarray, gradually began to be cut neatly, slowly showing traces of human processing.

Ling Yunpo moved forward cautiously, with the Qingping Sword swinging slowly above his head, like a stretched spring that would shoot out if something unexpected happened.

Of course, he hoped that nothing unexpected would happen so that he could hold his senior sister's hand for a while longer.

But the river spirits and water monsters probably didn't know what spoiling the scenery meant. After walking for about ten minutes, a shadow suddenly jumped out from the cracks in the rocks in the corner, like blue lightning and thunder.

However, the Frost Sword was faster and arrived first, nailing it to the rock wall in one go.

Ling Yunpo could see clearly then, it was a long and narrow water snake with a triangular head and red liquid coming out of its mouth, twisting its body in pain.

"Junior brother, be careful. These monsters are best at sneak attacks. Even I was almost hit by them when I was caught off guard..." An Zhisu said softly.

Although she didn't look like she was "almost caught", Ling Yunpo still nodded cooperatively and said:

"To be honest, it is true. These demons are too vicious and cruel, so you better be careful, Senior Sister."

The water snake nailed to the wall suddenly stopped struggling, perhaps because it had lost its last breath or because it was angered by the words of the two humans.

An Zhisu drew out the Frost Sword and cut off the snake's head with one stroke. Then the two continued to move forward.

Going a little deeper, the surrounding environment changes from cut and spliced ​​rocks to neatly stacked bluestone walls, creating an extra quiet and deep atmosphere under the water.

Ling Yunpo looked solemn and ready for battle, holding the Qingping Sword in front of him, alert for possible attacks at any time.

But every time, as soon as I saw the black shadow flash, Senior Sister’s Frost Sword had already been shot out.

By the time Ling Yunpo saw clearly what kind of monster was attacking him, the other party had already become a dead soul under the sword of his senior sister.

Then Sister An would turn around and say, "Look, isn't it difficult to deal with?"

Ling Yunpo really wanted to reply, "I think Senior Sister, you are the most difficult to deal with," but he was a professional spy after all, and would not make such a low-level mistake, so he just nodded obediently to indicate that he had kept it in mind.

As they were fighting, Senior Sister An suddenly said in a strange tone:

"It seems that there are fewer demons in there this time than last time."

"Maybe it was because I was frightened by Senior Sister's strength last time and escaped much earlier." Ling Yunpo replied with a smile.

"If that's the case, it's a pity." An Zhisu said regretfully, "I wanted to take you to see the viper."

When we arrived deep into the cave at the bottom of the river, we found no trace of the dragon.

An Zhisu felt a little disappointed, but Ling Yunpo was still in high spirits. He pulled his senior sister straight to the treasure room in the cave.

Almost every cave has a treasure room - to be more precise, it is the "storage room" of the monks' residence.

Some magic weapons, flying swords, elixirs, etc. that were obtained by chance and not used in daily life would be a pity to sell or throw away, so they were all piled up in the treasure room.

Ling Yunpo made a quick identification and quickly found the location of the treasure room.

After letting Kunlun Mirror confirm that there were no traps, he pulled his senior sister in to search.

Most of the piles in the room were spirit stones whose spiritual energy had dissipated and were scrapped, piled up everywhere like small hills.

Ling Yunpo used the Qingping Sword to push aside the discarded spirit stone and turned out a water-repellent bead from it.

The function of the water-repellent beads is to form a spherical waterless environment with a radius of about ten feet, and to isolate all water outside.

Considering that most monks can take a resting breath and do not need to breathe underwater, this magic weapon is rare and useless. It can only be used in special environments, such as the deep seabed with extremely high water pressure...

Ling Yunpo put away the water-repellent beads and heard An Zhisu beside him laughing:

"Brother, look at this?"

She used the Frost Sword to push aside the pile of stones and found a small three-legged bronze tripod inside.

Ling Yunpo took a closer look and saw that the small tripod was about the size of his hands, with rust all over its surface. It was obvious that the formation on it had become ineffective.

There was a lid on the tripod. When I opened it, I saw a talisman inside...

Huh?

Luo Yan had seen the words on the talisman in ancient books in Yuqing Temple. It was the "Ten Thousand Miles Water Vein Divine Traveling Talisman" which was quite rare even in ancient times.

Once this talisman is activated, it can take a person from any water vein to another unconnected water vein, so it can be called a peerless escape artifact.

The only flaw is that in order to charge the Wanli Water Vein Divine Talisman, one needs to use the water essence of Ren and Gui.

As mentioned earlier, the essence of Ren water only exists in the deepest part of the North Sea, which is extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to reach; the essence of Gui water is even more rare in the world and cannot be found.

Therefore, due to the harsh endurance conditions, the method of drawing this talisman has not been passed down, and it has now been completely lost...

However, Ling Yunpo was different. The essence of Guishui had been obtained from the Li Palace and refined in the acquired five elements great extinction divine light; the essence of Renshui had also been obtained from the ancient ruins formation of the Wuzhi Islands. Therefore, he had the conditions to use this ancient divine talisman.

"This talisman looks a bit mysterious. I'll take it back and study it." Ling Yunpo made up an excuse and wanted to take the talisman for himself.

How can we know that there is nothing wrong with it?

For her, even if she found the two supreme immortal swords, Su Ming and Zhen Mei, as long as her junior brother said, "Senior sister, I want them," she might give them away directly.

What is the use of an ancient talisman that cannot be recognized?

Seeing his senior sister nodding with a smile, Ling Yunpo went to get the talisman.

As a result, as soon as his hand touched the talisman, he saw the patterns on it suddenly light up, and the spiritual energy flowed, and it had been activated!

Lingyunpo: ????? ?????

Wait! I didn't trigger it!

This thought flashed through his mind in an instant, and Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu disappeared at the same time.

Only two small whirlpools remained at the scene, which were the surrounding water flowing to fill the holes left after their bodies disappeared.

Soon the stone chamber returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

…

A third victim emerged.

The deceased was the second disciple of the master of Biyun Peak, a female swordsman, whose arms were chopped off before her death.

According to the Shushan disciples, this swordsman was usually kind and generous, and he almost never had conflicts with fellow disciples from other peaks, let alone Qingluo Peak.

The message at the scene of the death was "Greedy man, chop off his arms. Su Jian."

After Master Jinghua asked other disciples of Biyun Peak about the resources this female swordsman usually used for her training, he had a rough idea in his mind.

The murderer... is so familiar with the secrets within the Shushan peaks, he cannot be the demon in the Demon Locking Tower, or a person outside Shushan.

It must be a disciple from Shushan. But I don't know whether he is wandering around outside or among the crowd.

He swept his eyes over everyone present. All the disciples were somewhat uneasy. Only the disciples from Xuanshi Peak who had regained their freedom exchanged glances with each other with gloomy expressions.