"In the ancient times of China, Emperor Jun sacrificed to the sun god, that is, to build a pyramid, the location was in Rizhao, but the ancient sacrificial platform in Rizhao has long been destroyed. ”

After Chu Wangxian finished speaking, his expression froze, remembering the primeval times ten thousand years ago.

Dongfeng Emperor Jun, also known as Tanggu Emperor Jun, Tang Valley is the name of the place, which is the sunshine of the Liaodong Peninsula today, and it is also the place where Dongfeng worships the sun.

The "Classic of Mountains and Seas" records that there is a soup valley below, and there is a Fusang on the soup valley, and it is bathed for ten days.

Back then, Emperor Jun and Fuxi, Nuwa, Yinhu, and Shiyi, as well as the five tribes of the Feng clan, each had their own titles when they had not yet rebelled.

Emperor Jun was awarded the sun god, and the fief was in Tanggu.

"Step!"

Chu Wangxian came back to his senses, he jumped a step and stepped on the pyramid in front of him.

He looked around, and Feng Bingyi next to him was also curious, and stepped lightly on his right foot, only to find that the ground was bricks.

"This is the Nine Prisons Yellow Spring?" Feng Bingyi asked.

Nine Prisons Yellow Spring, Xuquan, Yaquan, Yellow Spring, Cold Spring, Yin Spring, Secluded Spring, Lower Spring, Bitter Spring, Mingquan!

It's all the name of the spring, where is the spring?

"This is the Spring!" the Prison Master of the Springs chuckled as the Wind Candle shone in front of him. Under the urging of Chu Wangxian, lead the way in front. Then the crowd entered a ruined temple at the top of the Golden Tower.

The ruined hall is only about 100 square meters, full of ruined walls, supported by a few pillars, the walls have already collapsed, and the ghosts are full of spirits.

In the temple, there really was a well.

The spring well is clear, bright as a mirror, and it is a rare treasure at a glance, and this water is an excellent yin attribute material if it is a refining tool and alchemy. If you look closer, you can see that there is a reflection of yourself in the spring.

Zhang Qiudao cautiously followed behind him, turned sideways, and looked at the clear spring water, and suddenly, he found that the reflection in the spring water was winking at him.

Odd!

The reflection in the spring water turned out to be another conscious self, still pointing at himself, and unconsciously, Zhang Qiudao stretched out his hand to the water

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling cover, Zhang Qiudao was excited, and he hurriedly took a step back, but he couldn't take a step, but he found that he couldn't take a step, as if he had been imposed.

"Oh no!

Zhang Qiudao wanted to ask for help, but he was grabbed by himself in the spring water and dragged directly into the water, he opened his mouth and choked violently, and his hands and feet had nowhere to borrow their strength as if he was about to drown in the water.

Wrong!

Zhang Qiudao tried to calm down but couldn't calm down at all, his hands and feet struggled violently, but the more his body struggled, the weaker he became, and his soul seemed to be pulled out of his body and dragged by force.

It's clearly a feeling of being haunted by water ghosts.

Bang!

Worse and more bizarre scenes followed.

Zhang Qiudao's eyes widened, and he saw a pair of big hands, as if they were grabbing him with ghost hands. This hand grabbed his neck and lifted it violently, and even a living person would be frightened away.

There was a bang.

Zhang Qiudao was lifted out of the water by the ghost hand, fell to the ground, and shouted violently.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly, there was a shout, like a shocking thunder, and he was drunk. Zhang Qiudao opened his eyes suddenly, but found that his master Chu Wangxian was standing aside, and he was sitting on the ground in a state of loss, looking depressed.

What's going on.

Zhang Qiudao swallowed a breath and propped up his body, his back was cold, and he could barely gather strength. When I touched the clothes again, I didn't get wet, but the sweat on my back wet the inner lining of the clothes.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

"This is the Fountain of Drinking, with your cultivation, as long as you look at it, your soul will fall into the Fountain and be imprisoned in it. Chu Wangxian also looked at himself reflected in the spring water, and slowly spoke.

The Yellow Spring of the Nine Prisons is actually the Nine Wells, and once you fall into the Spring Well, it is exactly the same as falling into hell.

Among them, the subtlety is difficult to enter in words, don't look at just a small well, even if the immortals take a look, they will also fall into the illusion and unconsciously fall into the spring.

In such a well, it is enough to imprison hundreds of millions of ghosts.

"Disciple is ashamed!" Zhang Qiudao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Be careful, this place is called Nine Prisons Yellow Spring, naturally it is not a good place, as long as there is a spring, you can't see it. Chu Wangxian reminded that Zhang Qiudao immediately stayed away from the spring, as if a ghost hand might stretch out at any time in this spring, and he didn't dare to take another look.

But what should we do next? Should we jump into the fountain?

This place is called the Yellow Spring of the Nine Prisons, and it is thought that it may have entered the spring.

"How did you accept this apprentice, just build the foundation and cultivate, can you give it to me, I will return your ten apprentices." The Prison Master of Xuquan said with a strange smile.

Seeing Zhang Qiudao embarrassed, he felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

If you can't deal with the master, it's good to deal with the apprentice.

"Wind and candlelight, you still take care of your own business, if my apprentice is missing half a cold hair, I will lay your skin and tear down your fountain. Chu Wangxian put his hands behind his back and paced threateningly.

He took a step forward and slapped the air with a slam palm.

This palm contains thousands of avenues, and it is by no means an ordinary palm, the gods block and destroy the gods, and the Buddha blocks and destroys the Buddhas.

The space in front of him was torn open a crack, spewing out black turbidity, and the Feng Candle of the Xuquan Prison Lord was frightened, and the heavy space enchantment he had laid out with the laws of the Heavenly Dao was actually torn open by Chu Wangxian casually.

As soon as Feng Zhuzhao wanted to stop it, Chu Wangxian was already like lightning and stepped forward.

A dead tree appeared in front of him.

The dead tree was only more than ten zhang high, it was pitch black, the trunk was dry and cracked, only a few branches at the top of the tree, and there was not a single leaf.

A very unremarkable tree, which has been dead for an unknown amount of time.

"This tree is the treasure of the Prison Master of Xuquan, I have only heard of it and have never seen it!" the Demon Emperor Python spoke on the side, looking at the cramped appearance of the Prison Master of Xuquan.

What kind of tree is a tree hidden by the laws of the Heavenly Dao?

"It's really a tyrannical thing, the wind and candles are shining, can't you even grow Fusang wood?"

"Do you see what tree this is?" said the wind and candle shivering.

"If I couldn't even see this, I would have lived for tens of thousands of years in vain. ”

Chu Wangxian Meng's step forward, and his right hand grabbed the Fusang wood hard.

In an instant, the already dead Fuso wood was brought to life, the sound of the tree rang out, inch by inch, and gradually, the dazzling sunlight broke through the sky and shone brightly.

This scene made the wind candle shine like earth.

Although he was defeated by Emperor Jun back then, he also robbed a hibiscus tree, but it could not be resurrected if it was transplanted here.

He can't plant a living Fusang wood for 10,000 years, why can this guy resurrect Fusang wood in an instant.

"Resurrecting Fusang Mu with bare hands, who are you?" Feng Candle Zhao looked at Chu Wangxian seriously.

"Me?"

Chu Wangxian flicked his right hand, stared at the panicked Fengzhuzhao of the Prison Master of Xuquan, and suddenly turned around and glared.

"Big brother!"

A shout seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, which made people shudder. When I turned around, it turned out to be a cold beauty coming from the darkness.

This woman is antique and antique, looking forward to the brilliance, like a cold beauty in the painting, her skin is pure white, but there is a cold chill in the beauty.

What an iceberg beauty.

"Ancestor!"

The woman bowed to Chu Wangxian.

"It seems that you have better eyesight than your eldest brother, Feng Yuying. Chu Wangxian nodded.

"Ancestor, my eldest brother was defeated by Emperor Jun, and his soul was injured, so naturally he was a little wooden, so I don't know Ancestor, I don't know what happened to Ancestor when he came to Nine Prisons Huangquan?"

Iceberg Beauty, Yin Spring Prison Master, Feng Youying asked.

In Tai Chi, one yin and one yang, representing the part of the yin appeared.