Chapter 752: Weak Water

"Alas......" Master Ping sighed deeply, strode forward, and inserted himself into the middle of the three demons, coughing vigorously, not to mention how obvious the meaning is.

"What!? You have a cold!? My throat is uncomfortable! Xiao Wei tilted her head and asked.

Ping Zhangmen:(≖_≖ )

Head Ping stared at the two hedgehogs without saying a word.

"Alright, alright, I got it!" Xiao Ji shook his hand, poked his head out from the side of the head of Ping, and said to Teacher Cang: "Mr. Mouse, let's talk when you have time!"

"Okay!"

It took a lot of effort to finally separate these three demons.

"Come with us!" Xiao Ji pulled up Xiaowei and walked in one direction.

"You've all explored, why are you still here!" Seeing that the two white immortals looked familiar, Daoist Zifeng couldn't help but ask: "In the whole world, I can count the things that can stop your group of people on one hand!"

"You'll find out when you see it!" Ping's head sold a pass and said.

"Don't talk about this...... "Boss Ping said on another topic: "Is the child's name ready?"

"I don't know if it's a man or a woman, how do you take it?" Daoist Zifeng said speechlessly.

"Oh, this kind of thing can't be known with a few small Taoist techniques!" Head Ping said eagerly: "Besides, even if you don't know, you should always think of the name in advance!"

"There is no big name, then there is always a small name!" Head Ping asked vigorously.

"No......" Zifeng Daoist squeezed a face and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry, it's only been a few months!"

"Grass, Lao Tzu is not in a hurry, who is in a hurry!" Head Ping scolded.

………

As we went deeper, the plain, which had been as far as the eye could see, gradually shrank, and the mountains on both sides pressed towards the middle, like a funnel, getting narrower and narrower.

"It's here!" The two white immortals who were walking in the front stopped in their tracks.

I saw that what appeared in front of everyone was a river, covered with a thin mist, making it difficult to see what kind of scene was on the other side of the river.

The river flowed out of the side wall towards the other side, and the river seemed to gush out of the stone wall, and there was no hole in sight.

Zifeng Daoist and his party didn't ask what was going on with this river, because it was such a river that stopped the people of Pingzhangmen, and no matter how they looked at it, they felt that this river was abnormal.

"The water in this river is weak!" Xiao Ji, who was standing at the front, opened his mouth to explain.

Weak water! The feathers do not float, and they cannot be crossed.

Legend has it that the surface of weak water does not have any buoyancy, whether it is a boat or other things that can float on the water, as long as it enters the weak water, it will sink!

For this reason, weak water is also known as drowning.

Legend has it that there is a mysterious place on the Kunlun Mountain, there is a dead silence around, and the whole weak water stinks, and you can smell the stinking smell of the weak water from miles away.

It can be said that it is a forbidden place, surrounded by not only bottomless swamps, but also has a restraint effect on the gods. As long as the immortal enters the area of weak water, its divine power will be quickly lost!

Therefore, weak water has always been regarded as a place of dead silence until the appearance of the Lynx.

Legend has it that Qi Pi was originally a god, and the god of the snake body and human face "two negatives" was instigated by his subordinates to "danger" to murder Qi Pi, who also had a snake body and human face. When the Yellow Emperor found out, he was very angry, so he executed the danger of provoking two negative to kill Qiqi and severely punished the second negative. Then he ordered his subordinate gods to carry Qiqi to Kunlun Mountain, and let several wizards use immortal medicine to revive it, who knew that after Qiqi survived, it fell into the weak water under Kunlun Mountain, and was confused, and became shaped like a cow, with a red body, a human face, and a horse's feet, and its cry was like a baby's crying.

In fact, this has an inseparable relationship with weak water, weak water has existed for a long time, there is no way to verify, the entire waterhole has already given birth to the spirit, so that after the water falls, this wisdom erodes the original spirit of the dragon, and then replaces it. Because of this, he has acquired the special ability to freely enter and exit weak water without drowning.

It wasn't until later that Qi Qi was killed by Hou Yi, and the mind that eroded Qi Qi also died. Since then, the lack of buoyancy in weak water has disappeared.

In the decades since his death, the weak water has undergone a drastic change, from the original stench to the fragrance of birds and flowers, the lake water is clear, and the name of the weak water has gradually faded.

I didn't expect that there would be weak water here.

"But according to ancient mythology, shouldn't this weak water be stinky?" Wang Fan moved his nose and didn't smell anything unusual.

"If it's really the mythical weak water, we'll be left with no bones within a kilometer." Zhou Changmen opened his mouth and said: "This should be a weakened version of the weak water ......"

"But even if it's a weakened version, it's not something that we ordinary people can get through." Master Zhou continued: "And there is something else in this river."

"What's that?" Wang Fan asked curiously.

"You can try it for yourself!" Master Zhou smiled and said nothing, and folded off a tree technique and handed it to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan took the branch with a stunned face, not knowing what to do.

"Take this branch and go to the river to test it, and remember to stay away from the river!" Master Zhou said with a smile.

"How do I feel like you're playing tricks on me!?" Wang Fan pinched the branch and didn't step forward for a long time.

"Young people should have an adventurous spirit!" Master Zhou said without panting.

Hearing this, Wang Fan understood that the virtues of these heads when they were young were not the same as those of themselves.

When it came to this, Wang Fan had no choice but to admit it, and the pinched branches walked towards the weak river.

After walking in, he still didn't smell any stench, and without thinking much about it, Wang Fan directly poked the branch into the weak water.

Suddenly, Wang Fan's arm felt a sinking, according to the usual feeling, there was an upward buoyancy coming from the branch pressing into the water, but there was a downward pull coming from this weak water.

However, because the branch is not very thick, the downward pull is not very large, but it feels like a stone is hanging.

"That's gone!? Is this the only thing you want to tell me? Isn't this a box person? And what else is said there is something else. Wang Fan stirred the weak water with a branch and thought depressedly.

When Wang Fan was about to pull the branch back from the weak water, the surface of the weak water turned over, and a strange fish sprang out of it, and bit straight at the branch immersed in the weak water.