Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 302: Fire in Water, Hole in Stone
“Indeed, he has been here.”
Li Muchan left the cliff, raised his arms and flew into the air, circling in the sky several times like a bird, taking in the words on the stone wall.
The white-robed swordsman also saw it, but he was not looking at the words, but at the sword marks. He was stunned on the spot, as if he was insane and crazy.
This mountain wall has been worn by wind and rain, eroded by water mist, and has gone through countless springs, autumns, cold and heat. However, the sword marks are still clearly visible, and the sword intent is still there, which is truly extraordinary.
Unlike those supreme masters who rank among the gods and demons, this person seems to have reached a different realm in the way of the sword. The elegant and carefree aura between the lines of his writing can almost make the reader's murderous intent disappear and become more peaceful. Moreover, he does not resemble some unparalleled master or senior master of all time. Instead, he resembles those young people and young knights who have just entered the martial arts world.
Li Muchan looked at the handwriting above and couldn't help but sigh, "Still true to your original intention? How amazing."
In this ever-changing world, who doesn't grow up amidst intrigue and deception?
Living may not be difficult for some people, but the difficult thing is to live with the original intention and remain consistent.
Li Muchan guessed, "Perhaps the Flying Swordsman has already seen these words."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze and prepared to return to the island.
But just as Li Muchan's gaze shifted , he looked down for some unknown reason.
The two were approaching the bottom of the crack, with sea water flowing back below, and the fog seemed to come from there.
Li Muchan suddenly stopped , a thoughtful look in his eyes, then his gaze suddenly fixed, and he flew down again.
This time he sank to the bottom, stepped on the waves, and floated above the water like a dragonfly.
Seeing him constantly scanning back and forth, the white-robed swordsman couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"
Li Muchan said, "That's not right."
What's wrong?
His eyes were burning as he whispered, "That sentence shouldn't be there."
Seeing that the white-robed swordsman didn't quite understand, Li Muchan explained, "The writing is for people to see, but why should it be left here?"
The white-robed swordsman said, "Perhaps he came down to investigate out of curiosity, for the same reason as you."
Li Muchan stood on the sea, his steps light and graceful, as if walking on flat ground. "Maybe, but you didn't pay attention to the meaning of my words. I mean, who is he leaving it for?"
The white-robed swordsman said expressionlessly, "Maybe it was just a spur of the moment."
Li Muchan laughed and said, "What's the point of running into a deserted island full of dangers? Don't forget that he's in danger and being hunted by Zhu Da. He should have been hiding himself. Why would he leave such a message?"
At this point, Li Muchan's wandering gaze stopped, and he lowered his eyes to look thoughtfully at the water below him. He said with certainty, "He left it for others to see. Whether it's his enemies or his friends, their first reaction after seeing this sentence will be that he just came here, and they will never think about it and then leave."
"But you still found out," the white-robed swordsman's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully, "Are you people from the Central Plains so good at reading people's minds?"
Li Muchan said softly, "I'm just a little bit special."
The white-robed swordsman also looked at the seawater beneath his feet. The water was surprisingly hot. Yin and Yang collided, water and fire collided, and wisps of steam were emanating from it like boiling water. "Could it be underwater?"
Li Muchan's gaze remained fixed as he spoke in a deep voice, "I'm not sure either, but since there's no hiding place on the island, and this chasm is so steep, it seems this is the only place left. If I'm wrong, we can only look at the other broken islands. Perhaps the Flying Swordsman left because of this, but I wonder if he's even dived underwater to investigate."
The seawater was nearly boiling, and the temperature would only get higher. Even ordinary martial arts masters wouldn't dare to even think of diving. But the more this happened, the more Li Muchan felt the need to dive in.
The energy in his body surged, and the powerful internal force immediately turned into a tremendous chill, transforming into a world-shaking cold skill.
Mingyu Gong.
The sea water under his feet was swirling rapidly due to the strong force, and the water surface began to sink.
"You stay up there."
Li Muchan left a word, then raised his finger and made a stroke. Wherever his finger passed, the waves in front of him split open, and the sea water rolled silently to both sides.
Under the gaze of the white-robed swordsman, he squeezed into the water and dived to the bottom like a fish.
Li Muchan originally thought that it would be dark and dim down there, but he never expected that there were actually many spots of light scattered in the water. Upon closer inspection, they were clearly pieces of strange gravel of unknown origin, scattered everywhere. There was also a faint red glow flowing at the bottom of the water, and countless bubbles kept rising up, as if fire was in the water. It was truly magical.
He secretly protected his whole body with the cold power of Mingyu Gong and searched in the boiling water. However, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be a huge deep pit like a basin bottom underneath. It was completely bare. Not to mention fish, even corals and seaweeds were not visible.
After figuring out the general idea, Li Muchan surfaced to take two breaths, then dived again and swam along the mountain wall.
If there is a secret hidden below, it can only be based on this small island.
Li Muchan sank all the way down and moved forward all the way, changing his breath several times in the middle, and swam a long way to the right. Finally, he found a very strange cave entrance in a very hidden corner.
The entrance to the cave seemed to be naturally formed, neither too big nor too small, shaped like an inverted wellhead. There was an undercurrent flowing out of it, so cold that it made the surrounding sea water warm.
Li Muchan's eyes lit up, without hesitation, he used his Wuxiang magic skill and swam into the cave immediately.
I saw that the cave was winding and twisting, but not long. The walls were very smooth, and the undercurrent in the cave was becoming increasingly cold and oppressive.
After swimming for about ten breaths, Li Muchan suddenly saw a bright light above his head. He immediately restrained his breath and quietly slid out of the water.
When he came out of the water, he saw that there was a cold pond outside. One end of the pond led to the sea outside, and the other end seemed to connect to the island.
And here...
When Li Muchan took a closer look, his expression changed.
It turned out that this was actually a natural stone chamber. There were not many furnishings in it, only a stone bed that had been carved out, and a pair of stone tables and stone benches. On the table there were some fresh fruits that had not yet rotted, as well as some unfinished wine.
But what really made Li Muchan change his face was that there was a woman lying on the stone bed.
This man looked middle-aged, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but he was well-maintained and looked to be about thirty years old. He exuded a chill from head to toe, as if he had mastered the Mingyu Gong.
But this person had a lifeless face, his lips and teeth were tightly closed, and he didn't look like a living person at all. He just lay there quietly, as if sleeping with his eyes closed, and it seemed as if he had already died.
It's strange to say, although the person doesn't look like a living person, Li Muchan feels a faint vitality from the other person.
After hesitating for a long time, he decided to go forward and give it a try. Seeing that the other party had no reaction at all, he took the other party's wrist and felt his pulse to check whether he was alive or dead.
"Strange, it still has life, yet it's like a tree without roots, half alive and half dead, yet neither alive nor dead. Could it be..."
Li Muchan was muttering to himself when a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "The Shen family's Mingyu Gong is never passed on to outsiders. How did you master it?"
