Players who penetrate the world of martial arts games

Chapter 7 Underground Karst Cave
"What am I struggling for?" Feng Jiang was sure, and he forced himself to calm down.

Didn't he just want to enter the underground river to search for the "Evil Dao Jing"?

It has been proved just now that it is impossible to dive into the bottom of the lake on your own. Now that the tide sucks you in, wouldn't it be the best choice?

Although the future is uncertain, how can you know what will happen in the future if you sneak in?
Everything is unknown, especially when life is in danger, any hope must be grasped.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent, and it can only be said that it is God's will to die in the underground river.

After calming down, Feng Jiang knew exactly what the most important thing was now.

That is to keep calm, don't get nervous, don't move, and keep your strength. Only in this way can you hold your breath underwater for longer, and you can go further in the dark river, and your hope of life will be greater.

The bottom of the lake has begun to become dark, and it is difficult for the sun to shine here.

Feng Jiang noticed that Sun Mengling was three or four feet away from him, and he was still struggling to escape.

In Feng Jiang's view, Sun Mengling's behavior was the most stupid, tantamount to suicide.

Feng Jiang could even vaguely feel that Sun Mengling was choking on several saliva. If this continues, he might not be able to hold on for long.

Feng Jiang didn't bother to care about Sun Mengling's life and death.

Facing the huge suction force, Feng Jiang lay flat, without struggling, and drifted with the flow, this suction force could take him wherever he wanted.

Even if you want to struggle, you have to wait for the suction to pass, otherwise it will be futile.

The dim light also disappeared, and Feng Jiang knew that he had entered an underground river, and the surroundings were pitch black.

It was extremely hot in midsummer in July outside, and the river here was icy cold, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

Sun Mengling's figure had long since disappeared, and when Feng Jiang finally noticed him, he seemed to be rushed ahead of him by the current.

It's ironic, the more you struggle, the faster you get sucked in.

"Pain~~"

The current of the underground river was very fast, and Feng Jiang was constantly hit on the rock wall of the cave in the underground river. He almost couldn't help but open his mouth to shout out several times.

If he opened his mouth, the breath he held back would burst.

If this tone dissipates, his life is in danger.

Persevered, the body kept bumping and rubbing, Feng Jiang gritted his teeth and held back.

At the same time, he was also observing his surroundings, even if it was pitch black, there would definitely be differences.

Feng Jiang felt that most of the evil lord back then was also sucked in by the tide of Jianhu Lake, otherwise it would be basically impossible for him to sneak into the bottom of the lake and then enter the dark river with his strength.

Now he only hopes that his route is the same as that of the evil lord back then, so that he may find the location of the "Evil Dao Sutra".

This kind of chance is extremely slim, and I am holding my breath almost to the limit.

Underground underground rivers extend in all directions, who knows which underground cave the "Evil Dao Jing" is in?

I don't know how long it took, Feng Jiang couldn't hold his breath anymore, the river water kept pouring into his mouth, and he couldn't even cough.

His consciousness began to blur, lack of oxygen, suffocation~~
I don't know how long it took, Feng Jiang was suddenly awakened by a shock, as if he had hit something, it didn't look like a hard cave wall, but a little soft.

His consciousness recovered slightly, and a lot of river water was poured into his mouth and nose again, which almost made him pass out directly.

He desperately opened his eyes, trying to figure out what he had bumped into, but found that there seemed to be a bright light above?

"Bright light?!" With a thrill in his heart, Feng Jiang became more conscious, "Is it an illusion? How could there be light in the dark underground river? Could it be that I was washed out of the dark river?"

Whether it's a hallucination or not, this is Feng Jiang's last life-saving straw. No matter whether he survives or not, he must grasp it.

Using both hands and feet, Feng Jiang swam towards the bright light with all his strength.

Fortunately, the flow of the river here seems to have slowed down a lot, and Feng Jiang was finally able to barely control his figure.

With a bang, Feng Jiang's head jumped out of the water.

'cough cough cough~~vomit~~'

Feng Jiang coughed violently, his stomach was already full of water, and water was constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"Come out?" Feng Jiang couldn't be sure for a while, he was afraid it was a hallucination.

With both hands firmly grasping the raised part of the rock on the bank, he kept his body from being washed away by the rushing water.

"It's a karst cave." Feng Jiang felt that this was not an illusion. The karst cave here is very large, and the river is not filled, so there is air here.

Feng Jiang took a breath carefully, and his burning lungs suddenly became extremely cool.

That feeling of suffocation dissipated immediately.

How dare you hesitate?
Feng Jiang gasped greedily, his consciousness gradually recovered, and soon there was nothing wrong.

Finding that his body below the waist was still soaking in the icy water, Feng Jiang hurriedly climbed onto the bank.

He is now a little afraid of the river water. If he is washed away again, he wonders if he will have such good luck to encounter such a large cave.

After going ashore, Feng Jiang was finally at ease.

"Ah Choo", Feng Jiang hurriedly rubbed his hands and arms, trying to make himself warmer.

It's a pity, this is a bit extravagant, the clothes on his body are wet, and he is shivering from the cold.

It's very cold here, but it's much better than the icy river.

Feng Jiang felt that he could still resist the chill here for the time being.

Looking back, the river flows out of a karst cave on the left, and then flows away from a cave on the right.

It's just that there seems to be something blocked in the hole on the right side. Feng Jiang took a closer look and confirmed that it was Sun Mengling.

Sun Mengling was obviously dead, his body was abnormally distorted, his bones should have been broken in the front, and he didn't know if he was hit to death or drowned, the body was hit like this.

Miserable, beyond recognition, Sun Mengling, the elder of the Mad Saber Sect, just died here.

Feng Jiang was afraid for a while, if Sun Mengling's body hadn't blocked the entrance of the cave just now, he would have been washed away.

Fortunately, the hole is not big, so Sun Mengling's body could be stuck here, and it also blocked him, allowing himself to wake up, and at the same time slowed down the water flow, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to climb ashore.

After staring at it for a while, Sun Mengling's corpse finally couldn't bear the impact of the water, and disappeared into the dark cave.

Feng Jiang took a long breath, lay down on the rocky ground to slow himself down for a while before turning over and sitting up.

"Ye Mingzhu?" Feng Jiang had already noticed the source of the light just now.

There is a longan-sized night pearl on the wall of the cave a few feet away, emitting a soft light.

"The beads are a bit small." Feng Jiang secretly complained in his heart.

In the game, the night pearls that appear are usually the size of an egg, and the longan is so small that it is a bit shabby.

Feng Jiang shook his head, suddenly he froze.

"Should it be?"

If the karst cave is naturally formed, then this night pearl is absolutely not, it is man-made, someone has been here, or this is where the "Evil Dao Jing" is located.

Feng Jiang couldn't sit still, and suddenly jumped up from the ground.

The jump caused him to slip and fall heavily to the ground.

The ground was wet and slippery, and his body was also injured, which did not support him to make such violent movements.

Grinning, Feng Jiang lay on the ground for a while before recovering, and slowly got up.

Dragging his seriously injured body, Feng Jiang slowly walked towards Ye Mingzhu.

He saw stone benches and stone tables, and it was unmistakable that someone had lived here.

(End of this chapter)