Chapter 344: Yellow Spring!

"Do you know where the yellow river is?"

Feng Wanli saw that he was slightly wrinkled, and asked directly.

Xiao Qian shook her head slightly: "Then I also heard what people said, and I haven't seen anything at all."

"Huh?"

Feng Wanli couldn't help but touch his chin, looked at Xiao Qian opposite, and asked, "If you want to take me there, is there any hope to find that yellow river?"

"This... ”

Xiao Qian hesitated and shook her head slightly: "I'm not sure either." ”

"Okay!"

Seeing Xiao Qian, the corners of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, and nodded: "Then let's not talk about these things first, that scholar Ning Caichen, do you still know where he is now?"

"Ning Gongzi?"

As soon as she heard the word Ning Caichen, Xiao Qian's face was moved, and her original snow-white face became even more drastic at this moment, her eyes looked at the wind on the opposite side, and she shook her head again and again: "The slave family doesn't know!"

"Huh!"

Feng Wanli just chuckled, but didn't say anything, looked at Xiao Qian opposite, and didn't say much.

Looking at Xiao Qian opposite, Feng Wanli replied directly: "This place is my painting world, and you will cultivate here in the future." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Qian bent down slightly, saluted directly, and replied: "The slave family retired first." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Feng Wanli waved his right hand lightly and directly signaled him to leave.

Seeing this, Xiao Qian left directly outside the house, looking at the graceful body that was gradually departing in the distance, Feng Wanli couldn't help but touch her chin lightly, and said secretly in her heart: "This little girl, there is still something to hide from me." ”

The inertia of this plot is too great.

No matter how Feng Wanli intervened, it couldn't make Xiaoqian completely ignore Ning Caichen, looking at this appearance, it is very likely that there is still a trace of friendship, even if he still has thoughts about Ning Caichen, it is not impossible.

"However, as long as you master its bridge to the soul, none of this is a problem!"

Feng Wan's face was indifferent, his eyes looked at Xiao Qian's graceful body, and he couldn't help touching his chin lightly, his body swayed slightly, and he disappeared in place.

"Whew!"

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, Feng Wanli had steadily appeared in the mid-air of Lanruo Temple, exuding a faint cloud and mist all over his body, just like an immortal, stepping on a giant sword, looking at it from a distance, it was like a golden light.

"I'd like to see if I can find the whereabouts of the Yellow River. ”

A faint light flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "If you can find Ning Caichen's whereabouts, you can also take him away!"

You must know that in this chatting world, the most important of which is a Chinese ghost story, in which Ning Caichen has half of the luck of heaven and earth, if he controls him, he will use it to clean up the biggest boss, and the effect is outstanding.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli controlled the giant sword under him, and his whole body turned into a dazzling essence, constantly flying in the low mountain level of Lanruo Temple.

His eyes kept falling on the mountains, constantly searching for the scene on the ground.

"Huh?"

After flying for half an hour, Feng Wanli suddenly sighed, and suddenly found that the ravine in the distance was full of a thick cold smell.

"Could it be that this is the source of yin qi!"

Feng Wanli was startled in his heart, his body shook, and he flew directly towards the ravine.

The thick yin air, like a cool breeze in winter, is coming, and it is extremely piercing.

"Woo!

With a loud whimper, Feng Wanli was quite shocked and looked into the distance.

I saw a pitch-black ghost baby, like a grimace covering the sky and the sun, looking from afar, it was like a closed black wall.

"Huh?"

Feng Wanli was shocked, but he didn't expect these ghosts to be so terrifying.

"Humph!"

Feng Wanli snorted coldly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, several fire spell talismans were instantly withdrawn from his waist, and with the continuous influx of aura in his body, wisps of red flames continued to pour out along the talismans, turning into crimson fireballs.

"Thorn la la!"

With a piercing roar, the red fireball instantly slammed into the black face.

"Thorn! sting!"

With a loud burning sound of flames, the flames and black faces emitted thick bursts of black smoke.

At the same time, bursts of strong foul odor continued to pour out.

"Goo-Goo!!

A whimper of birds suddenly sounded, and I saw a pitch-black crow in the distance, suddenly whimpering softly, and fell straight from mid-air.

Its pitch-black wings continued to shatter as they fell.

With a "click", the crow shattered out of thin air and dissipated in an instant, and at the same time, a black phantom of birds and beasts continued to pour out from the broken corpse, like a magnet, and the layer of black fog was completely absorbed at this moment.

"That's how these ghosts came!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and his eyes looked at the black mist opposite, and he couldn't help but tremble in fear for a while.

"What's going on!"

With a slight wave of his right hand, a ball of water directly knocked down a crow in the distance.

"Whew!"

Feng Wanli's body shook, and he directly picked up the crow, and then waved his right hand to directly throw the living crow away.

The living crow, the moment it was thrown into the black mist, it was directly shattered, turned into a ball of minced meat, and directly decomposed out of thin air, and at the same time, rushed back, a pitch-black soul was absorbed by the black mist at this moment.

"No matter life or death, you can absorb it!"

Feng Wanli was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly say: "This layer of black fog is a bit powerful. ”

"King Kong does not move the body of the king!"

Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, directly urging the Vajra Immovable Ming King Body Exercise in his heart, and a layer of pale golden light instantly surged up to his body, and a huge Buddha phantom surrounded Feng Wanli at this moment.

"I'm going to try the power of this black mist!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and the golden light on the side of Feng Wanli's body was quite shining at this moment.

"Sting!"

With a slight shake of his right hand, Feng Wanli directly touched his right hand towards the black mist.

"Thorn la!" "Thorn la!"

The black and golden light touched each other, making a piercing humming sound, and wisps of smoke visible to the naked eye continued to condense at this moment.

Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, you must know that his Vajra Immovable Ming King Body is not an ordinary exercise, even a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he may not be able to defeat his golden body, but now this black smoke actually has such a powerful ability.

"Click!

Enduring the damage of the black fog to the body of King Kong Fudo Ming outside the body, Feng Wanli suddenly found that there were suddenly wisps of yellow water vapor in the distance, and they were constantly used.

The dim perspective, the surroundings seem to be like the sunset, and the sky is blood-red. In front of me was a black, simple stone bridge.

In the distance, there is a river flowing as dazzling as mercury, and the dim yellow light is constantly rolling on the river.

"Could this be Huangquan?"

Huangquan, in Chinese native culture, refers to the place where people go after death, that is, the underworld, and Huangquan is also one of the nine prisons and nine springs.

For the Yellow Spring, the water is yellow when the spring well is deep, and the person is buried in the ground after death, so the ancients thought that the Yellow Spring area in the depths of the earth was the underground world where people lived after death. Yellow Spring Nine Springs, under the Nine Springs, Nine Springs refers to the depth of nine springs, or the sky has nine heavens, the earth has nine earths, indicating the deepest, and the deep underground is called the Yellow Spring.

Of course, it is the world of Liaozhai, and the yellow spring in it may be different, but looking at the small stream that appeared in front of him, Feng Wanli did not hesitate in his heart, and recognized the identity of this river at a glance.

"If it's Huangquan!"

Feng Wanli couldn't help touching his chin, and said secretly in his heart:

It is rumored that there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts on the Huangquan Road, they are those who have not completed their yang life and died normally, they can neither go to heaven, nor can they be reincarnated, let alone go to the underworld, they can only wander on the Huangquan Road, waiting for the arrival of Yangshou before they can report to the underworld and listen to the fate of the king of Yama.

And on Huangquan Road, there are fiery red flowers. The flower is generally believed to be the flower that grows along the Santu River.

There are a large number of flowers blooming, from a distance it looks like a carpet paved with blood, and because of its red fire, it is called the "road of fire", and it is also the only scenery and color on this long yellow spring road.

Floral legends have magical powers that evoke memories of the deceased. After walking through Huangquan Road, there is a river called Lechuan River, and there is a bridge called Nai He Bridge.

There is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after walking across the Nai He Bridge, there is an old woman selling Meng Po soup on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is a stone called Sansheng Stone by the Lechuan River, Meng Po Soup makes you forget everything, and Sansheng Stone records your past and present life.

If you want to determine the identity of this yellow river, you have to see if there are fiery red flowers on the other side.

It is full of ghosts and ghosts, which has already reflected the Yellow Spring, and the next thing is to see if there is a so-called flower on the other side.

"Click!"

Feng Wanli walked along the depths of the yellow stream, the black smoke around him was also thicker, and the surroundings were even more gloomy, and the biting chill was even more penetrating through the body of King Kong Fudo Ming beside Feng Wanli.

"Huh!!"

I don't know how long I walked, and suddenly a red flower appeared in front of Feng Wanli.

When I looked closely, I saw that there were patches of red flowers growing there, and there were large numbers of these flowers, which looked like a carpet of blood from a distance.

"The Other Side !!"

Feng Wanli was shocked, could it be that this was really the place leading to the Yellow Spring.

According to legend, this flower only blooms in the Yellow Spring, and it is generally believed to be the flower that only blooms on the side of the Santu River in the underworld, on the other side of the Lethe River. The flowers are as bright red as blood, paving the road to hell, and they have flowers and no leaves, and they are the only flowers in the underworld.

Floral legends have magical powers that evoke memories of the deceased.

However, for Feng Wanli, these so-called magic powers do not have much effect.

In fact, a large number of flowers blooming on the Huangquan Road are also known as the "Fire Road" because they are as red as fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on the long Huangquan Road.

When the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets all the things that were in the past, and everything that was once left on the other side, and the deceased steps on the guidance of this flower to lead to the hell of the underworld

The flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side will never meet each other, and they will be wrong, and when there are flowers, you can't see the leaves, and when you have leaves, you can't see the flowers

The petals on the other side are like silk, opening outward, trying to grasp the leaves that are leaving, and the petals of the fire are stained with the blood leaves of the flower.

"These flowers are not of much use!"

It didn't make sense for Feng Wanli to say this, after all, he had no way to use these rising flowers, but it was not of much use.

"Woo woo woo !!"

With a heavy whimper, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the distance, and a pitch-black demon appeared in front of Feng Wanli.

From the point of view of her physical appearance, the demon is obviously a female ghost, with two deep eye sockets, about ten centimeters in diameter, and blood flowing down each of them with a diameter of 3 centimeters, she howls, and her whole face is deformed, like a rugged mountain and valley in front of you, its teeth are sharp, however, incomplete.

"How's the strength?"

Feng Wanli touched his chin lightly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, a fiery fireball turned into a fierce meteor, blasting directly towards the ghost in the distance.

I have to say that the fire spell at this moment is already a standard for Feng Wanli to verify the strength of ghosts.

The ghost thing that can withstand the fireball without dying, the strength again also has the cultivation of the foundation building period, if there is not the slightest scar, it is very likely to have the cultivation of the Jindan period.

"Whew!!"

With a sound of breaking the air, the flames instantly came to the ghost thing, and the powerful flames fell heavily on the ghost thing at this moment.

"Thorn la la!"

The blazing temperature fell on the ghost thing, and there was a huge change in an instant, only to see that the original red fireball suddenly underwent a earth-shaking change at this moment, and the red fireball turned into a blue flame, and then snorted in front of him, and actually dissipated out of thin air.

"It's weird!"

Feng Wanli was shocked in his heart, he was really too frightened by this scene in front of him, and there was actually a ghost in this one who actually used this method to solve his own fire evil technique.

"Woo!"

With a whimper, the ghost's figure slowly floated, its eyes were red, like a beast that had been hungry for several days, and suddenly put a blood food in front of it, extremely excited.

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness, the aura in his body continued to gush out, and the Buddha light condensed by King Kong Fudo Ming on the surface of his body was even more radiant at this moment, pouring out directly towards the ghosts in the distance, and the golden Buddha light seemed to be out of place with the surrounding environment at this moment, accompanied by a strong buzzing sound, and poured out directly towards the surrounding black fog.

ps: I recommend the author's new book "Journey to the West", I hope you will support it.

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