Uncle Xiang's eyes showed a look of chagrin and remorse, and after a while, he spoke hard under Song Qing's small gaze:

"It's just a legend......"

Judging from Song Qingxiao's expression, she obviously didn't believe this, Uncle Xiang was helpless, and added two more sentences:

"It's said that the dragon king is angry, but whether it's true or not, I don't know." The corners of his mouth twitched: "After all, I'm just a boatman, I only know that this water can't be touched, and other than that, I don't know anything." ”

This old man was also slippery, and at this time he knew that Song Qingxiao was not easy to deal with, so he simply pushed the matter off:

"Actually, I don't know much, and the Yulun Realm is about to arrive anyway," he paused, and a hint of cunning and gloom flashed in his single eye:

"Why don't the guests go inside and ask the people inside to see what they say?"

Up to now, whether it is the danger of the water and rivers in the Nine Dragon Caves, or the strangeness of this blue lake, it is enough to prove that the so-called escapist people who can live in the lake for generations are extraordinary people.

Uncle Xiang pushed the matter at this time, just to see that Song Qingxiao was not easy to mess with, I am afraid that it is far from being compared with those 'masters' who came here in the past, and he should have real skills.

He estimated it, and he was afraid that he knew that he was old and frail, and he was not Song Qingxiao's opponent, so he made up his mind at this time, and was ready to introduce her into the Yulun Realm first.

After entering, there are powerful characters in it who can cure her.

Although this one-eyed old man is cunning, his calculations are useless in front of Song Qingxiao, who has experienced dangerous trials and countless tests of life and death.

She knew what Uncle Xiang was planning to do, but entering the Yulun Realm was the purpose of her trip anyway, so she immediately lowered her eyelids, covered the dark light in her eyes, and nodded.

When Uncle Xiang saw her nodding, he first breathed a sigh of relief, then imperceptibly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, and then quickly pulled his lips down, as if this weird smile was just an illusion of everyone.

Absolute strength brings strong self-confidence to Song Qingxiao, and Uncle Xiang's little trick is not enough to be seen by her.

On the contrary, the rich demonic aura at the bottom of the lake here made Song Qingxiao very concerned, since the lake was fine, there must be something at the bottom of the lake.

She looked at the surrounding mountain wall again, and saw that there was an entrance and exit every two or three meters away from the wall.

It was supposed to be the mouth of the river that connected to the Kowloon Caves, and it was through this entrance and exit that the boats of the previous people had entered.

After Song Qingxiao's eyes swept away, he found that there were a total of nine entrances and exits.

The water from each mouth pours into the lake, forming this special water lake.

The demonic energy in the lake is extremely heavy, but because the top of the lake is like an upside-down jade bowl, it firmly covers the demonic energy that fills the lake, and 'detains' it in disguise.

Over time, the demonic energy inside has intensified, which is even more extraordinary.

"The nine entrances here should all lead to the Nine Dragons Caves, right?" Song Qingxiao found a topic and spoke casually.

She no longer asked Uncle Xiang about the gaffe, which made Uncle Xiang breathe a big sigh of relief, and when she heard her say this, she just wanted to inquire about the way to leave, and her eyes rolled, and she sneered in her heart.

When you enter here, it's like entering a ghost gate, how can it be so easy to escape?

Uncle Xiang regarded her as a dying person in his heart, and one of the three people on the ship would pass on his 'mantle' in the future, so naturally there was no need to shy away from it.

After a little groaning, he squeezed out a smile:

"Miss Song doesn't know." He hissed, and as he spoke, the hull of the ship shook slightly, and in the absence of wind and waves, he was slowly moving forward:

"According to the legend, after the Yellow Emperor beheaded the Nine Dragons, the Nine Dragons were placed here, and the dragon's blood gushed out and flowed into a river, forming a unique spring lake here, so it is also known as the Nine Springs here."

At first, I heard that Uncle Xiang's words were not inappropriate, but the title of 'Nine Springs' was not auspicious.

"Jiuquan ......" Song Qingxiao put these two words in his mouth, and always felt that this title was not as light as Uncle Xiang said, but there was a hint of deep meaning in it.

"Nine Springs?" The young man sitting next to Song Qingxiao exclaimed, a little shrunken:

"Isn't that Hades?"

The so-called 'Nine Springs', in the eyes of modern people, refers more to the underground, underground, and later, more to the underworld where the ghost will go after death.

'Nine' is the largest in the singular, and it means 'ultimate', and the opposite of the Nine Heavens is 'Nine Springs'.

The young man's words were just casual remarks, but they happened to be important.

Uncle Xiang glared at him gloomily and said coldly:

"Nonsense!" He reprimanded, looking a little excited, probably because he had died once, and it was very taboo to talk about this:

"The so-called yin and yang, there is only a thin line between them, and the offspring is not sensible, so don't talk nonsense."

As soon as he finished drinking, the young man didn't dare to make a sound, and then squeezed out a smile and looked at Song Qingxiao:

"This may just be a coincidence, the place we went to is the Yulun Realm, not the underworld."

Speaking of this, he glared at the young man viciously with that one-eyed, until the young man shrank his neck and lowered his head, before he turned his face away, but he was still a little angry.

Perhaps the word 'underworld' is not very auspicious in the eyes of this elderly person, and Uncle Xiang is reluctant to say more on this topic, and deliberately leads the conversation away:

"After we enter the Nine Dragons Cave, we will go up the water and enter this lake."

He even took the initiative to mention the route, but instead of calling this spring 'Nine Springs', he called it a lake:

"At some point in the month, after midnight, the water in the back half of the Kowloon Cave will swim upstream, rushing into the lake, filling the lake." He grinned, a small smile.

It's just that this person was extremely seriously injured back then, and that face was half like a ghost and half normal, and when combined, it was indescribably weird.

At this moment he grinned, and it did not seem to make people feel close and gentle, but it made people feel more frightening at the sight.

The blue glow of the lake blended with the starlight, sprinkling on his bronzed face, making his complexion take on an abnormal hue.

But he didn't notice it, showing his yellow and black teeth:

"I said I was waiting for this opportunity when I said to rest for a while. In the second half of the night, borrow the water and enter the lake in one fell swoop, and you can enter the Yulun Realm. He paused for a moment, and then said:

"When the time comes, when the lake is full, it will return to the Kowloon Cave again, and then the boat will come out again, and it will be able to leave here if it comes out of the water."

Speaking of this, he glanced in the direction of Song Qingxiao with a vague look, as if he was looking at her expression after hearing this.

Uncle Xiang's words made the eyes of the two uninjured young men burst into light, and no one expected that the secret of entering and leaving the Nine Dragon Cave would be told at this time.

"Uncle Xiang, is the way out as far as when you came?" The other young man, who sat next to the moaning young man, asked questions with some excitement and timidity.

may be because the topic was successfully led away, and he did not revolve above the 'Nine Springs' and 'Hades', Uncle Xiang's expression looked much better, and even listened to the young man's question, and said in a rare gentle manner:

"Of course it's much easier to get out than to get in." But the difficulty is whether he can go out, but in the second half of the sentence, Uncle Xiang's eyelids reached and he didn't say it.

Naturally, the young men didn't know what was going on in his heart, and they were all relieved when they heard that it was easier to go out than to come in.

Song Qingxiao's mind was not on the secret method of entering and exiting the Nine Dragon Caves, but was still thinking about the name 'Nine Springs'.

When the young man mentioned that 'Nine Springs' was in folklore, and there was also the saying of 'Hades', Uncle Xiang's face was obviously not quite right.

So under this 'Nine Springs', what secrets related to Uncle Xiang are hidden in it?

"Uncle Xiang, what is the origin of the legendary Dragon King?" As soon as Song Qingxiao spoke, he pulled the topic that Uncle Xiang wanted to transfer back to its original place.

The one-eyed old man's eyelids were clamped, as if he was trying his best to hold back, and finally reluctantly spoke:

"Didn't Pinro say that before......

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qing interrupted his words:

"I want to hear from you." With a smile on her face, she looked at the old man with a hideous expression, her eyes were calm, but there was an unshakable power in it:

"You've been in contact with the people of the Yulun Realm for decades, and you must know more than him."

Uncle Xiang had to resist her gaze before, but Song Qing had already released the coercion later, and under the pressure of the breath, Uncle Xiang soon couldn't bear it:

"Well, if Miss Song doesn't dislike rural slang and vulgarity, then I'll talk about it."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if he wanted to form words in his mind, how to say that he could resist Song Qingxiao's question.

After a while, he seemed to have sorted out his thoughts clearly, and said:

"Actually, among the rumors, the Yellow Emperor slashed the dragon back then, in addition to eliminating harm for the people, he also had other plans."

The legends he had in his mind were indeed more than the young man who had chatted with Song Qingxiao before, and as soon as he spoke, his appetite was aroused.

Even the young man, who had been moaning in pain, instinctively stopped his breathing, and listened to him continue:

"In fact, the Yulun Void where the Yellow Emperor lives is not rumored to be stable, but suspended in mid-air."

The old man narrowed his eyes:

"It can't go up to the sky, it doesn't touch the earth, it's not bound by the heavens, it's not under the control of the earth, it's beyond the Three Realms, it's here."

The environment here is quiet, the lake water is blue and clear, and the lake is full of light smoke, if it is not for the water is too vicious, it is indeed like a fairy dwelling.

"But to get to a place like this, you need something to support it, to hold it up."

And this supporting thing is dragon energy!

Ordinary dragon energy is not enough, and the resentment of the Nine Dragons is also needed to give birth to the legendary dragon king.

Only the spirit of the dragon king has enough strength to hold this place.

"It can't go up to the sky, it doesn't touch the ground, it is not under the control of heaven and earth, it is beyond the Three Realms, and it becomes a dwelling place of its own."

Song Qingxiao repeated his words, and then asked:

"Wouldn't the person who lives in it not become an immortal and a Buddha in heaven, and not enter reincarnation, that is to say, hiding in this Qiankun realm, he can live forever?"

Uncle Xiang was stunned for a moment, his cheek muscles twitched heavily, then he shook his head and grinned:

"Miss Song, that's just a legend, it can't be true, it can't be true!"

"Really?" Song Qingxiao smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, and Uncle Xiang's expression was very serious:

"Of course it's true, otherwise why would I have to go out back then? Wouldn't it be okay to hide inside? ”

Song Qingxiao was noncommittal, Uncle Xiang just breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to her ask again:

"What does the Dragon King who holds up the Yulun Realm have to do with the sacrifices here every three years?"

She was speechless and endless, and Uncle Xiang, who was barely calm, was choked by a mouthful of saliva after hearing her words, and let out a heart-rending cough.

"Ahem-a-"

The look on the one-eyed old man's face was extremely complicated, fearful, frightened, and apprehensive...... All kinds of expressions blended together, forming an indescribable look, staring at Song Qing as if he had seen a ghost.

The shocked expression after this secret was revealed was more serious than when Song Qingxiao mentioned that the injury on his face was scratched by the 'human' when he was on the Heishui River.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

The sound of a violent cough echoed back and forth in the Nine Springs, and the force of the vibration when he coughed made even the hull of the ship tremble.

The calm surface of the lake seemed to be making waves because of the turmoil of the ship, and it began to make a 'whoosh' sound in response.

Uncle Xiang's expression became even more frightened, and he began to tremble all over.

"I ......"

Before he finished speaking, the young man holding the wound finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily:

"Phase, Uncle Xiang......" He gasped, the person could no longer sit steadily, and fell on the shoulders of his accomplices:

"Still, still, for how long?"

As they spoke, his palms were more than doubled, and the skin on the surface appeared rotten and brittle, and when it was supported by the swollen flesh, several criss-crossing tears opened.

A large amount of yellow water overflowed and turned into ice crystals to seal the wound, making his hand look like a huge burger wrapped in breadcrumbs, and it was almost impossible to see its original shape.

Terrible bruises spread from half of his palms upwards until the skin on his wrists was faintly black, and the young man's face was bruised, sweating profusely, and his lips were also blue, and he bit him to endure the sharp pain that came from this wave after wave.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was just the right time to break up, and he happened to inadvertently unsurround Uncle Xiang.

Uncle Xiang breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, avoided Song Qingxiao's gaze, turned his head to look at the young man, and reassured him with a rare good face:

"It's coming, it's coming."

Song Qingxiao didn't mind that his question was interrupted by this young man, after all, even if Uncle Xiang didn't answer, his expression was already better than all words.

Her gaze fell on the palm held by the young man, his wrist bone was eroded by demonic energy, it was already brittle, the whole palm was like a wilted eggplant, unable to support the posture of lifting, instinctively began to droop down at a very strange angle, but he didn't dare to reach out to help at all.

"Will my hands be wasted? Uncle Xiang ......" The young man asked in pain, and after speaking, the young man finally couldn't hold it anymore and began to cry: "Woo woo......"

His hands are useless.

The demonic qi eroded his wrist bones, and with his ordinary body, he couldn't resist it at all.

At this moment, his breath is already very weak, and if it is another moment and a half, I am afraid that his life will be in the balance.

Uncle Xiang knew this, but he said:

"No, no, if you enter the Yulun Realm, there will be ......" He almost slipped his mouth, but fortunately stopped in time:

“…… Someone saves you. ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but glance at the young man sitting next to Song Qingxiao with some regret.

When he was in the Nine Dragon Caves, he once asked Song Qingxiao for money and was refused, but this girl promised to save his life.

Several people reached out to go into the water before, but when Pinluo stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by Song Qingxiao in time, saving him from a catastrophe.

At this time, Uncle Xiang couldn't help but think in his heart, if Song Qingxiao hadn't stopped him at that time, it would be fine.

If it was Pinluo who put his hand into the water at that time, after his accident, would this girl surnamed Song stand by and watch?

She has an unpredictable background, a mysterious appearance, and can reach out and pluck water in this lake, which is obviously an extraordinary person.

If Pinro was hurting, was there anything she could do to help him?

If this is the case, he can see some of her ways to come from, and when he enters the Yulun Realm, he can tell the 'adult' inside in advance.

What a pity!

A trace of regret flashed in Uncle Xiang's eyes, and his gaze swept over the young man sitting next to Song Qingxiao, looking at Pinluo with horror, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Miss Song." Uncle Xiang paused for a moment and suddenly spoke.

He was overwhelmed by Song Qingxiao's several questions along the way, and he couldn't wait for Song Qingxiao to stop paying attention to him, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to say hello at this time:

"The old man seems to have some ability to do so, and is not affected by this spring," he said, and then glanced at the young man who was like a gossamer:

"I wonder if you have any way to save this child's wrist first and stop his pain temporarily?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the young man who was still alive before suddenly seemed to return to the light, and sat up straight, and his gray eyes suddenly flashed with a bright luster, full of hope, staring at Song Qing, as if he regarded her as a life-saving straw.

Not only him, but even Pinluo and the other young man who was half-supporting his companion also turned their heads and stared at Song Qingxiao pleadingly.

There was a hint of hope in Na Pinluo's eyes, just as Uncle Xiang said, Song Qingxiao's previous action of purifying her hands with lake water was seen by everyone, maybe she had a cure for this lake water.

Song Qingxiao nodded slightly:

"Cut off your hand."

As soon as her voice fell, several people gasped:

"Shhh

Uncle Xiang has a lot of experience in his life, he walked in front of the ghost gate in his early years, and he has dealt with corpses and yin qi a lot in his life, and he also thinks that he is ruthless and not good at stubble.

But no matter how cold-blooded he was, he didn't think he could do it like Song Qingxiao and said in front of others that he cut off his hand and saved his life.

The cruelty revealed in the calm made Uncle Xiang feel creepy when he thought about it.

"Are you kidding?"

When Uncle Xiang said this, he seemed to remember something-

Sure enough, Song Qingdao said:

"I told you, I'm never joking."

She said this when she mentioned Uncle Xiang's wound, and she said it again at this time.