Silent star lake, silent night, starlight countercurrent. This is the origin of Jixing lake. On the surface of the silent star lake, the twinkling stars all over the sky gather and shine brightly on the lake. However, the seemingly flat Lake seems to be reflected by countless mirrors to form a unique environment. From a distance, it looks as if the stars fall to the ground and flow upward again, adding a little mystery to the calm lake.

On the calm lake, a covered boat shook. At the stern of the boat, a barefoot strong man with a hat shook the oar and uttered a muffled voice.

At this time, at the table in the canopy, there were several people sitting. A middle-aged woman in cloth and wood hairpin pulled up her black hair and showed her tall neck. There are some sparrows on the nose, but they are also thin and beautiful. They are the highest in the ship, build nine floors of the foundation, and sit there without saying a word.

The other two, a pair of grandsons, were actually familiar to Lu Xiaotian. They met Zhao's grandsons, Zhao Yuanjun and Zhao Li in Diyan mountain. At this time, Zhao Yuanjun was already a friar who built the foundation. He didn't expect that the other party had a good chance. It was rare that he could build the foundation successfully at such an age. As for his granddaughter Zhao Li, she is now a slim and graceful girl. Both sides practiced the art of gathering breath. When they approached each other for the first time, they felt the familiar breath on each other. It was obvious that Zhao's masters and grandchildren didn't expect to meet Lu Xiaotian here.

In addition, there are three people, namely Wu Xing, a young man in royal clothes holding a fan, and Wu Yiyi, his sister in green skirt. There is also an old man with yellow hair who calls himself a yellow old monster. As for the rower, he called himself Zuo Xian.

It has been several months since Lu Xiaotian arrived at the Jixing lake. The Jixing lake is vast and uninhabited. There are few spirits here. Even there are few monsters in such a large lake, and the aura is very thin. In this environment, few monks are willing to come here, that is, the invading foreign monks also selectively ignore it. After all, Jixing lake has no competing value. Although the place is large, it has no danger to defend, no spirit objects to use, and it is useless to occupy it. Besides, the moon watching cultivation circle is even more blatant. Although foreign friars are united by several regions, they can only choose key attacks. Where can they divide troops everywhere.

After leaving Yinfeng Valley, Lu Xiaotian carefully went out of the range of activities of Feiqi tribe before offering green sails. He rushed all the way to Jixing lake to look for the rumored Jixing stone. This search took months. Not to mention the hearsay silent star stone, even a spirit stone was not found. Even he had some doubts about whether Su hongchou was cheating him, but when he thought about it, Su hongchou didn't need to deceive him into a younger generation. Moreover, Lei Wantian was still on the field at that time. Even if Su hongchou didn't recognize him as a backward player, he had to take into account his old face in the door.

Lu Xiaotian has been finding it all the time. Only now did he occasionally find the friar on their ship. Unexpectedly, he also came to look for Jixing stone. After asking, he knew that he was just a later person. The friar on this ship, master and grandson Zhao, who stayed the shortest, had been around Jixing lake for more than three years.

At the invitation of the crew, Lu Xiaotian thought that he might as well follow this group of people instead of bumping like a headless fly. Since they all came to look for Jixing stone and have been looking for Jixing lake for so many years, there must be some clues. There are many people with great strength. This is not what can work with high accomplishments. Sometimes it takes a bit of luck.

"There's something strange in the lake. I've been shaking for a while and it's a little hard. Now it's for you." after shaking the stern for a while, Zuo Xian was so tired that he gasped and hissed. "This laoshizi silent star lake is like a dead lake. Usually, I can't even see a few fish. I don't know when I want to find the legendary silent star stone."

With that, Zuo Xian came over from the stern, took the spirit tea on the table, poured it into the bowl and gulped a few mouthfuls.

"How far have you run? You have no strength. Thanks to you, you are still in the middle of building the foundation." old Huang ran into the tunnel in a strange tone. "You don't want to be sneaky and slippery."

"OK, you yellow old monster have the ability, you try." Zuo Xian hey ran said with a smile.

"Try and try. If I know you're lazy, I have to beat you down the lake with an oar." old Huang rolled up his sleeves and went to the stern. He was about to shake the oar with both hands. Suddenly he found that his hand was heavy and couldn't help but give a light sigh.

"What's the matter?" asked the wooden hairpin woman.

"It's really strange. The water in the lake seems to be attractive. It takes some strength to transport the oars. No wonder Zuo Xian can't bear it." old Huang's face is a little strange. It's obvious that Zuo Xian just talked about it. Now he says that again. He is undoubtedly beating his own ears and seeds.

"Really? I'll try." Wu Xing also came over with great interest.

All the people who tried found this strange situation. Even Lu Xiaotian shook the oar and found that the water under the ship was extremely viscous and the ship's movement was getting slower and slower. Among these people present, only Zhao Li is a friar in the period of Qi refining, and others are friars building foundations. It is reasonable to say that they do not need to take a boat, as long as they fly with magic instruments. However, the aura on the silent star lake is very thin, and there are few spirit objects nearby. Flying with the sword has no pressure on the foundation builders in a short time, but they have been looking for two or three years here for a short time, and for a long time or even longer. They usually practice with the spirit stone. If they fly with the sword all the time, they can't afford the consumption of the spirit stone and mana on the ninth floor of the foundation, And looking for the silent star stone has a lot of luck. You can't find it by flying the sword all the time. Therefore, this group of talents will go together and row in turn. With the strength of the foundation building friars, they can row a long distance by gently rocking the boat award. Rowing in turn, although it is much slower than the sword flying, but fortunately, it reduces the consumption, which is also a helpless move.

Lu Xiaotian doesn't care about this consumption, but what he likes is that these people know more about Jixing lake than he does, so he doesn't have to go out alone.

"Is this heavy water coming out and stars and stones coming out?" Zhao Yuanjun was suddenly excited when he saw that the color under the boat was obviously darker than that of other lakes.

"Heavy water appears, stars and stones emerge? What is the origin of this sentence?" the people present, including Lu Xiaotian, showed a surprised look on their faces, but the wooden hairpin woman and others were surprised that they knew nothing about this sentence. Lu Xiaotian was surprised that Zhao Yuanjun, who was the lowest among the base building friars, knew a lot. When he thought that the art of breath collection was also obtained from Zhao Yuanjun, Lu Xiaotian was moved. Maybe the old man might not look as simple as it seems.