The white-haired fisherman mysteriously appeared, and disappeared strangely, with an unfathomable posture that made people unpredictable.

Su Ji felt that this old fisherman was a little tricky, and he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

Mu Lingyu repeatedly recalled the white-haired fisherman's words, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. Just now he said that the source of the Nine Springs is the Yellow Spring of Xudu, and finally to the Taimiao Immortal Spring of the Queen Mother of the West. However, the Yellow Spring is below the Nine Shades, and the Taimiao Immortal Spring is above the Nine Heavens. According to the meaning of the white-haired fisherman, wouldn't the Nine Springs go up against the sky from the underworld, and there is a spring vein that runs through the heavens and the earth?

Can the spring of the underworld flow to heaven?

It sounds incredible, but thinking back to the Taimiao Immortal Spring that can peek at the world and the underworld, Mu Lingyu feels that it is not impossible. The way for Heavenly Court to monitor the human world may be through Jiuquan.

If the mortals who are dominated by the gods are compared to cattle and sheep, then the world is like a pasture for cattle and sheep. Although the gods can see thousands of miles and hear in all directions, this ranch in the world is too big for it to see at a glance. If you want to see the dynamics of these "cattle and sheep" for the first time, you need a medium like Jiuquan that connects heaven and earth.

The Taimiao Immortal Spring of the Queen Mother of the West is like the eyes of the heavenly court, as long as you throw a stone into the spring, you can see all the creatures in the world as you like.

After the white-haired fisherman left, Su Ji used the willow fairy scepter instead of the oar, and rowed a few times quickly. The boat docked on the shore, and the rushing bitter spring did not cease, continuing to flow through a narrow ravine into the distance.

Su Ji remembered that Huang Feihu had said that as long as he followed the direction of the Nine Springs flowing, he could reach the Tianqi Ren Holy Palace.

Mu Lingyu didn't go his own way with Su Ji as he just said, but followed him silently, as if he had come here for sightseeing and enjoying the scenery.

However, although the scenery of the underworld is different, there is really no need to appreciate it. If it were an ordinary mortal, I am afraid that I would have died here a long time ago. Because this place is so hot, the further you go, the hotter it gets.

Su Ji was sweating profusely, and he didn't want Mu Lingyu to suffer with him anymore, so he slowly stopped and turned around:

"Miss Mu, the road ahead is getting more and more difficult, so don't follow me. ”

Mu Lingyu said expressionlessly: "Why should I follow you? I am now a fairy in the upper eight caves, the number nine spirits are too wonderful in the Heavenly Brahma Dou Yuanjun, Mu Jiuqu Huachi, and the mother of the stars of the Big Dipper." The immortal family travels the world and travels all over the nine heavens outside the sky, so it is natural to come to the nine shades to take a look. ”

Su Ji opened his mouth as if he wanted to dissuade him two more words, but knowing that it would be useless, he gave up again when the words came to his mouth, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Looking at Su Ji's back, Mu Lingyu felt that Su Ji in front of him was very unfamiliar, if he had changed before, he would always say a few more words, and he would not be silent so easily. Is this change in him because of the first time in 20 years?

The two of them walked not far and saw a fork in the road, and two old boundary signs that read "Eight Hot Hells" and "Jiuquan" respectively.

Mu Lingyu suddenly quickened his pace, grabbed in front of Su Ji, stretched out his hand and pointed to the boundary card of Jiuquan, and said seriously: "I am going to take this road next, please take care of yourself, don't say that I will follow you." ”

After that, Mu Lingyu walked in front of Su Ji.

Su Ji was speechless, obviously she wanted to follow her, but now it was as if she was following her.

The two of them walked to Jiuquan together, one after the other. The so-called "Jiuquan", as the name suggests, should be a spring made of wine.

However, when Su Ji came here, he felt lost. This sake spring is actually formed by the water flowing from the bitter spring.

He dipped his fingers in the spring water, and licked it lightly with his tongue, without tasting bitterness. When the bitter spring flows to this place, it becomes a fine wine, and the wine is sweet and delicious, sweet but not greasy, with the taste of fruit wine, but I don't know what kind of fruit is made.

Seeing that there were no containers for wine around, Su Ji put his two hands into the spring. The rushing water swirled in the palms of his two hands, which condensed into the shape of a wine bowl. Su Ji took a wine bowl in each hand and handed one of the bowls to Mu Lingyu.

Mu Lingyu saw that the color of the wine bowl was transparent, like crystal clear ice, but the feeling of holding it in his hand was not cold at all, but there was a faint warmth.

This made her feel surprised, and she didn't know how Su Ji did this. Through Xuanqing Qi or Xuanyin Qi, although water can be temporarily solidified into ice, it cannot create such a warm physical object in front of you with water flow.

Mu Lingyu recalled that he had seen Huang Tianhua teach Su Ji the method of refining Qi through the Taimiao Immortal Spring. The third prince of Nezha also said that refining Qi is a cultivation method that can surpass Xuanqing Qi from the essence. She realized that Su Ji, who had been practicing Qi for twenty years, had far surpassed herself in terms of cultivation, and had reached an unattainable height. Not only that, Su Ji's attitude towards himself also became a little strange, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.

A gust of hot wind blew, and Mu Lingyu felt hot and thirsty. She picked up the transparent bowl and drank the fountain bowl after bowl.

When she was drunk, she began to think about why she wanted to go down to earth.

It's nothing more than wanting to know if the most important woman in Su Ji's heart is herself?

A moment ago, she thought that this answer was important, and even regretted that she had never learned the spell of mind reading, and saw through this man's mind at a glance.

But now, she didn't want to know. When one doesn't want to face bad news, the best thing to do is not to face it, never to face it.

Although she cared about the man in front of her very much, she still chose to remain silent after all. She knows that some words are a lifetime, now think about it, anyway, people have different paths, sooner or later they will face life and death, there is no difference whether they say it or not, what they can't get is always the best......

"Why do you keep staring at my stick?"

Su Ji suddenly asked, and found that Mu Lingyu's eyes were always staring at the Liu Immortal Scepter in his hand.

Mu Lingyu came back to his senses and said, "It seems that I have seen it somewhere." ”

Su Ji said: "This is the scepter of the ancient Nuwa, how can you see it?"

Mu Lingyu shook his head and said, "I don't know why." It always feels inexplicably familiar. ”

Su Ji must have seen Jiang Xuan's willow immortal snake staff refined with snake slaves. Because the name of the Liuxian Scepter and the Liuxian Snake Staff is only one word, and the appearance is quite similar.

Mu Lingyu asked, "Do you remember the last time we drank?"

Su Ji pondered for a moment and replied, "It's been too long, I don't remember it for a long time." ”

As he spoke, Su Ji took a sip of wine, and immediately squirted out, spilling wine all over the ground.

Mu Lingyu blinked, seeing that he frowned tightly with an uncomfortable expression.

Su Ji stared at the wine bowl in amazement, puzzled in his heart, obviously it was still sweet wine just now, why did it suddenly turn into bitter water?

Hehehehe......

An old laugh rang in my ears.

Hearing that it was the white-haired fisherman's laughter just now, Su Ji looked left and right, but did not see a figure.

The white-haired fisherman's voice explained, "If you say something against your will, this sweet wine will become bitter when you drink it." In fact, the wine itself has not changed, just because you have bitter your heart. ”

Mu Lingyu glanced at Su Ji, it turned out that what he just said was not the truth. But why did he lie, why did he treat himself the same way he used to, and what had happened in the last twenty years?