The underworld is not yellow, but can see the bottom, bubbles appear, and one by one explodes on the water surface, bringing some splashes of water.

The yellow water flows are unclear, and the yellow water flow gives people a sense of uneasiness, but there are creatures in it, like fish, but they are a bit weird.

This is the first feeling Huangquan gives everyone.

Everyone was around the Huangquan, and they were afraid that they would get too close. Although the soil on the shore was no different from the area behind them, they were just afraid that their shoes would be wet by the river.

Someone threw a weapon into it, splashing water, and the weapon sank to the bottom, but no bubbles appeared. The weapon was already full of holes and its divinity was lost.

A group of black fish emerged from the bottom of the water and rushed towards the weapon. In just a blink of an eye, accompanied by countless bubbles, the mud on the ground was stirred, and the water flow was turbid in an instant. However, soon, the fish disappeared and the water flow recovered, and the weapon disappeared.

Everyone didn't think the weapon was covered up, because they saw the fish swallowing the divine treasure without leaving any.

Some people don’t believe in evil and throw some other things in it. This time they are no longer weapons, but some herbs and some crystals.

But I saw that no matter what it was, it seemed that whatever was not the underworld disappeared without a trace in a moment.

There was even a roar at the bottom of the Yellow Spring at this time, and the actions just now awakened something.

Some figures appeared one after another, all attracted by the underworld.

There are too many mysterious things in the underworld.

People are thin on the road to the underworld, and Meng Po forgets this life in a bowl. She crosses the remnant soul on the Naihe Bridge, and recalls the past on the platform. The five kinds of causes and effects are gone without leaving, and there is no life or death in the six realms of reincarnation.

This is the mystery of the underworld. It carries too many memories and too many causes and effects, involving life and death, touching the cycle of reincarnation, and looking at immortality from afar.

Unfortunately, some people forget too many memories and cut off too many causes and effects throughout their lives. In the end, life is worse than death, let alone reincarnation and immortality.

There are many people from the Wood Clan. The Wood Clan has always been good at health preservation, and it is also a fruit tree that is called grass to elixir. If some fruits in this tree are old enough, taking them can prolong life. This is why the Wood Clan has a much longer life span compared to other tribes, because they will give these grass to elixir regularly, grind them into powder, and add them to the grains of elixir, and all tribes can benefit.

Mu Luo appeared here. He was ordered to go to war before. He heard about the changes in the underworld and then appeared. Behind him were a group of Mu clan children.

But they looked bad at this time.

Others may not feel it, but they feel depressed when facing the underworld.

Their blood was restless, and a green light flew out of them into the underworld.

Mu Luo hurriedly took out some pills, and behind him a clan member sent the pills to the hands of the rest of the clan members.

Everyone took it, and their bloodlines were calmed down and their green light was restrained. Only then did they feel much better.

"Is this the underworld?" Mu Luo murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with a faint light.

Some creatures appeared again, some of them were beasts, monsters, monsters, monsters, and demons, some from the Three Thousand Realms, and some from the Red Leaf World. Everyone looked at Huangquan silently, and no one acted rashly.

It seems that they are waiting for something.

"The Yellow Spring is not open at any time. Only when the Yellow Spring is opened can it be considered to have truly entered the underworld, otherwise it will always be considered in the world of the world." At this time, an old man with a shrine said, he was very old, and many people couldn't help but hold their fists when they saw him speak.

This person has a strange appearance, a rotten body, and some parts of his face are ulcerated, as if he had been eaten by maggots, but his breath is indeed holy and has a sense of contradiction.

This person is named Su Wendao. In his early years, he was the leader of the Three Thousand Realms. His cultivation level was considered to be the highest among his peers. However, by accident, the soul entered the Huangquan. Later, for some reason, but did not die, but survived. You must know that the soul entered the Huangquan. Unless it was the realm of return and the heavenly path, there would be no return.

But he is an exception, but he doesn't mention this in the past.

However, his cultivation cannot improve in an inch, but his life span is long. Even if someone among his peers has achieved the state of return to the first level, he still looks like that before. After he accidentally entered the underworld, he is like this, and now he is like this.

It seems that time has never carved its body.

"Please take care of you, senior!" Someone knew his identity and spoke humbly at this time.

The old man was not arrogant, but just nodded and said lightly: "The entrance is below the yellow spring. There are some soul-stabilizing grass at the entrance. Remember to accept it!"

Everyone recorded it, and someone wanted to ask more questions, but saw Su Wen closing his eyes and meditating.

"Don't bother me, seniors have already given me some advice." Someone stopped the monk around him who planned to continue asking questions. The monk was puzzled, and others told me the reason.

It turns out that Su Wendao has been like this since then. Sometimes he has never said a word for several years, just silently meditating.

Everyone had to wait quietly, and there was no idea how long it had passed, and yellow mist appeared on the underworld.

And a fragrance comes.

Many people suddenly felt shocked when they heard it, as if the fragrance was refreshing.

However, at this time, a voice came: "This fragrance is poisonous, it is a poison to kill the soul. Remember!" Su Wen said, and he bounced his fingers and a light shone. Everyone here felt a thrill, and a primordial light spot flew out from their bodies.

Those spots of light were gray and had no vitality.

Everyone looked ugly. They used their cultivation to resist the fragrance and checked the soul. However, some people found that their soul was unstable. They were shocked. What kind of fragrance was so poisonous. If it was half an hour later, the soul might die.

Many people clasped their fists at Su Wen, even people from the three tribes are the same. This is a great kindness.

However, the more this happens, the more people are awe of here. Everything in hell is indeed different from the world of the world, and it seems that people can fall in every moment.

Su Wendao saw that everyone was so stunning, so he had to say a lot, "There is a lot of danger. Even I was a man who had a life of death back then. Please be careful. Try not to provoke anything here. However, if you have a fellow Taoist who is close to your life, you can go to the depths of the Yellow Springs and take some yellow spring source liquid. If you are not poisoned by the source liquid, you may be able to live a long life like me!"

Speaking of this, Su Wendao's eyes were dull. The years were long, but they were also dull. Relatives and friends died and lived alone forever. Most of the time, they were still in seclusion. Perhaps it was worse than death in life!

"More fellow Taoists, the more afraid of death the older they get, the more they are, I'm waiting. I don't know if my friend is here this time, but I'm looking for the flower of immortality?" An old man walked over and said to Su Wen. This person's life expectancy was approaching, but his eyes were hot and he didn't feel old.

Su Wen said: "I envy fellow Taoist's will, so I wish you good things."

There was no positive answer, but the old man seemed to know the answer.

At this time, the fog became even more intense, and the underworld began to bubble, as if it was boiled.

However, after a closer look, I found that some time the fish in the underworld were swelling and extremely active, and they were floating and rising with another rule.

A huge vortex appeared, and the yellow spring was cut off, and the yellow springs on both sides entered the vortex, making the vortex grow stronger and stronger.

Everyone retreated, and the underworld in front of them changed drastically. The original state of the river disappeared, and replaced by a yellow vortex. The terrain here was changed. What's strange is that everyone couldn't feel the land under their feet moving. When they reacted, they found that there was only a huge vortex in front of them, and the answers behind them were not the original form.

Everyone hesitated. It was strange here, and the fish disappeared without a trace.

"This is the Yellow Spring. It was just the Yellow River before. Although the spring is not as big as the river, the two are indeed essentially different. Entering the Yellow Spring, life and death are determined by heaven!" Su Wen said, with a very different momentum. At this time, there was a divine light in his eyes. After saying that, he flashed down and entered the vortex.

A wisp of mist rolled, but in the blink of an eye, recovering, as if Su Wen had been thrown into it like a stone, extremely small.

At this time, several elderly people brought up the rays of light and helped each other, quickly as if they were rushing into it, without realizing the crisis.
Chapter completed!