The weather cleared the next morning. We walked out of the cave and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of us. It rained heavily for a day and a night. The water level of Moming Lake rose three or four feet, and the water of Hongze Lake flooded here. The originally several acres of small lake suddenly became magnificent. The lake surface rose, and it turned out that a flowing waterfall on the cliff on the east bank of Moming Lake actually showed a backflow. The mountain springs were originally flowing into waterfalls and fell into the lake, but now they turned into a mountain spring backflow, which was spectacular.

Ji Junbi looked at this scene and said: Two hundred years ago, when the elders of the Holy Church were transformed, they left a poem to block the mountains and avoid disasters in the world. After two hundred years of passing the earth, the water of the Demonic Lake flowed back, and the Holy Church reappeared in the small cave heaven.

I have never had any good feelings for such sorcerers, prophecies, and so on. I don’t say anything about strange powers and keep a distance from them. But seeing them today really made me a little shaken. If the elder of the Third Life had expected this day, he would probably be a god-level figure.

Throughout the morning, Ji Junbi spent four or five rounds around Moming Lake, but he could not enter. I sat on the banks of Moming Lake, using my skills to feel the changes in the energy of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, my realm was not enough, so I could only notice that the energy of the magic lake on the banks of Moming Lake was different from other places. I faintly had an ominous thought around my heart.

Ji Junbi worked hard for a long time and returned without success.

Your Demon Sect returns to the Central Plains, and is planning to the world, how can you see only you?

Ji Junbi smiled charmingly and said: Mo Ming Lake is the top secret of the Demon Cult. Our Holy Cult knows about this matter only three people. My master is not in the Central Plains. It is naturally my responsibility to restart the Holy Cult Cave Heaven. I thought to myself that what the witch said was untrue. When I was in the capital, I clearly heard that the two guardians on the left and right had heard about this matter. But I didn't reveal her.

I once looked at the sheepskin map in her hand. The overflowing Mo Ming Lake is roughly equivalent to the mark on the map, but the map does not have any marks about the Demon Cult Cave Heaven. This is exactly the problem that troubles Ji Junbi. Which poem on the map appears inexplicably? It's a pity that the dew is like a pearl and a moon like a bow on the third night of the fourth month. Have you tried to think of a way out of that poem?

Ji Junbi said: If it is as the poem says, it will definitely be different tonight.

The two did not communicate too much in the afternoon. Ji Junbi kept practicing and accumulating energy, but her way of practicing was different from that of ordinary people. She hung herself between two stones with a red diamond. From a distance, it looked like a ball of red flame burning between mountains and rocks.

A setting sun spreads into the water, half of the lake is shivering and half of the lake is red.

At sunset, Ji Junbi exclaimed and stared at the sunset on the west bank of the lake. He saw the red sun about to set, half exposed on the river surface. A afterglow spread on the Moming Lake, sparkling, and the entire lake surface was green, and the other side was like burning flames. Ji Junbi used his light skills and walked around the lake, chasing the shadow of the setting sun, but he didn't know what to do. After several rounds, he roared and hit the red sleeves on the water surface, hitting the lake water out of water columns.

Ji Junbi returned to me, his face turned pale and he didn't say a word. I reached out and took the map over, but accidentally took the map back. The four words in the poem "The Song of the Dujiang River" were reflected in my eyes. My spiritual connection suddenly came, and Ji Junbi said to me: Could this be a hidden poem?

Ji Junbi looked at the poem, a setting sun spread in the water, half of the lake was shivering, half of the lake was red; poor on the third day of the April 1st, the dew was like a pearl moon like a bow. Half can it be dewed? We seemed to have found a clue. In the setting sun, we searched the lake surface. As the sun sets, we targeted a raised stone forest on the east side of the lake. The Moming Lake was originally full of stones, but after the heavy rain that night, the stone forests had long been submerged in the water, only a little on the water surface.

Ji Junbi said, you went over.

Why don't you go?

Nonsense, I can swim, and I have been hurt by you several times?

If I had deliberately harmed you, you would have died several times. Having said that, I cut down a few pieces of wood, made a simple wooden raft, and leaned towards the half-exposed stone forest. The stone forest was about a few feet high, and the space above was narrow, just enough for me and the two of me to gain a foothold.

Ji Junbi looked around and compared it with the map. He had no clue and was so angry that he stamped his feet. This was such a bullshit map, there was no reference, and he did not clearly point out the entrance to the altar of the Demon Cult. I was really anxious about the IQ of the person who drew the picture. I said, there was no way to open the ruins of your Manichaeism two hundred years ago?

Ji Junbi said that two hundred years ago, Lu Chunyang fought with our Holy Sect and killed more than 200 experts from Tongxiang Realm. All the masters in the sect fell, and those who escaped by luck were all unconscious. How could they say this? Moreover, for two hundred years, this Moming Lake has long been different from the past. If it weren't for the legacy of the past, we wouldn't know where the site of the Holy Sect was.

The sunset has set and the crescent moon hangs in the sky.

I said that this is not a solution. Is your teachings of the Holy Teachings fabricated by later generations? Ji Junbi said that it is impossible. That passage and the map were handed over by the master personally, so naturally there will be no falsehood. I thought that the master's words cannot be believed in them all. How many times did that guy in Sanshi lied to me?

I marked our location on the map. If the four-character hidden head is to determine a reference frame, the entrance to the Demon Sect site must be in the second half of the poem. I saw an inconspicuous arc on the map, and white light began to appear under the moonlight. If it weren't for the night, it would be difficult to find it.

I knew what was going on. After saying that, the arc was shining with light at the bright moon. The arc gradually coincided with the crescent moon. A ray of moonlight shone down from the map, and the map instantly lit up a lot. Under the arc, a ray of light extended along the moonlight and pointed to a cliff opposite the lake. The cliff was smooth and straight, as if it was cut vertically by some sharp blade, and it shone with a faint light under the moonlight.

Ji Junbi pointed to the other side and said, "That's it!" As he said that, he took out a red stone from his arms, threw it hard, and embedded the stone into the cliff.

We supported the wooden raft and came to the cliff. The ruins of the Demon Sect were sealed inside the cliff?

I saw a strange phenomenon in the sky protruding, and a red light shot towards us from the sky. I quickly pulled Ji Junbi aside.

With a roar, the cliff was collided with red light, splashing a string of gravel.

That was the master’s Wuya sword! Ji Junbi said.

I asked: What is the stone you threw just now?

Of course, it is the tracking stone of our Holy Church. With this stone, the master’s Wuya sword can be traced thousands of miles away.

I was shocked. This is more accurate than any automatic cruise missile.

The gravel fell into the lake, splashing thousands of waves. The cliff was hit by Wuya Sword, and a faint roar was produced underground. Suddenly, the place where we were began to shake, cracks broke from under our feet, and the water of the Moming Lake began to pour into it. The lake surface fell sharply. In a moment, the entire Moming Lake actually dried up.

The mountains are high, the moon is small, the water falls, and the stones come out.
Chapter completed!