Although there are many problems in this space now, and it is difficult for ordinary creatures to survive, it is not a big problem for the Witch Clan. Millions of Witch Clan gather here to live.
Hong Ming took a look, turned around and left.
There is an inexplicable and obscure atmosphere here, which is extraordinary.
Hong Ming didn't want to provoke him either.
After Hong Ming left, a figure appeared at the edge of the space, looking in Hong Ming's direction and frowning: "Which Taoist friend is this? Why have I never felt it?"
"That's all, the time for the great catastrophe of chaos and annihilation is getting shorter and shorter, and countless powerful powers are resurrected. We, the witch clan, should keep a low profile!"
Thinking of this, the figure sighed softly, waved his hand, and a ray of light shone.
A strange and incomparable surge of power surrounded the entire space.
Far away, Hong Ming looked back and shook his head slightly:
"Empress Pingxin is really cautious, but as time goes by, the blood of the Wu clan gradually weakens, and it is only time for the body to die and the clan to be destroyed."
Hong Ming did not agree with this approach.
There are still millions of people in the Wu Clan who have been sent to the fairy world and scattered everywhere. There are always some who have a good chance and leave their bloodline inheritance. This is the way for the Wu Clan to survive.
Keeping the Wu people in captivity is certainly a form of protection, but it is also a form of harm.
move on.
Entering the lowest area of the Netherworld, Hong Ming saw a long river.
This river is so vast that you don’t know where it comes from, and you don’t know where it flows into the Netherworld. Even with Hong Ming’s current level of cultivation, he can’t help but be surprised when he sees this river.
"The Netherworld River is indeed extraordinary."
Hong Ming admired in a low voice and walked up the river.
The Netherworld River is the number one river in the immortal world.
There is no dispute.
This river is in the same line as the Tianhe River.
It appears from the nine heavens above the fairy world, falls alternately, branches off into several tributaries, spreads in the fairy world, and finally converges into the underworld, where it branches out into several tributaries.
There are many creatures in this river.
The main ones are Xuanxian, and there are also many Taiqing Xuanxian.
There are even golden immortals and immortal emperors.
However, Hong Ming's escape light flashed by, but no one appeared.
All the golden immortals and immortal emperors were trembling and did not dare to say a word.
Going upstream, when we reached the front, the rivers converged together, and Hong Ming saw several tributaries.
A river exudes dark brown water, filled with gloomy air and surprisingly cold. This is a common Netherworld river; while there is a sparkling water with a dead silence and almost no life. This is a weak water.
Nothing can float on this weak water.
He is famous in the fairy world.
Hong Ming stretched out his hand, the space solidified, and streams of weak water flew up and fell into Hong Ming's hands. Golden immortals usually have to be careful with this weak water. If they are accidentally contaminated by the weak water, their body and soul will be invaded.
But Hong Ming now holds weak water in his hand without any effort.
"It's a pity that this thing is still too weak."
Hong Ming moved his hand and the weak water flowed slowly.
Most of them were scattered, and only part of the essence was condensed in Hong Ming's hands.
Weak water essence.
This is a rare treasure from heaven and earth.
Normally, it would only be possible to appear somewhere on the bank of weak water for millions of years. Hong Ming got this rare treasure of heaven and earth as soon as he took action.
"This thing should be of some use to Xuan'er!"
Hong Ming thought, and when he moved his hand, more and more weak water appeared.
The weak water essence gathered together and quickly flowed into a ball.
At this moment, a ray of light shone in the distance, and the surrounding weak water suddenly fell.
Then a ray of light shone and fell not far away.
In the escaping light, a Taoist man wearing robes stood on the weak water.
When Hong Ming saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his soul communicated with heaven and earth. He instantly deduced part of this person's feet. It was a pity that he could not deduce the remaining part.
This Taoist is called Floating Water Taoist, and he was born in weak water.
He is also born with heels, which is extraordinary.
"Fellow Taoist, you are polite."
Taoist Fu Shui was still angry at first, but after seeing Hong Ming and deducing a little, he felt as if there was a mist, so he didn't dare to be arrogant.
As soon as the countless Yuanhui came, most of the people who came to Weushui to cause trouble perished in Weushui.
As for the rest, Taoist Fushui sent them away politely.
Because...can't afford to offend.
"Fellow Taoist Floating Water, you are polite."
Hong Ming returned the gift with a slightly polite look on his face, and said: "Hong Ming, a poor Taoist, happened to be short of some weak water essence when passing by here, so he collected some of them. Who knew that he would disturb fellow Taoists, but he was so reckless.
Already."
When Hong Ming said this, Taoist Fu Shui smiled even more on his face and said:
"No, Fellow Daoist Hong is too polite. Although this weak water is my presence, the weak water is so big that it cannot be measured. It is okay for fellow Taoist to take some. However, if you take it in this way, you may damage the origin of weak water. I am here
There are some weak water spirits, why not give them to fellow Taoists."
Hong Ming was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said:
"It's disrespectful to refuse. I can exchange this weak water spirit for other treasures of heaven and earth, but I really don't have many treasures of heaven and earth in my hand."
"Fellow Taoist, I was joking. It's just a little bit of spiritual water essence. It's nothing to you and me."
A smile appeared on Fu Shui Taoist's face.
With a wave of his hand, white round balls appeared in his hand.
This white round ball is condensed from the essence of weak water.
If Hong Ming was allowed to condense this thing on his own from the weak water, it would probably take a hundred years.
Hong Ming paused slightly, then waved his hand and took away one third of it. Then a Hunyuan light shone, and two fruits appeared in front of Taoist Fu Shui.
"Thank you for the gift, fellow Taoist. Although these two fruits are not of much use, they can be used to quench your thirst and give them a try. There is no problem."
Hong Ming spoke.
This weak water essence is also an extremely rare treasure in the world.
Between heaven and earth, there is only the weak water in the netherworld. Normally, golden immortals have to be very careful when encountering this weak water. To condense the essence of weak water, one must either be a strong one among the immortal emperors, or
It is only through cultivating the water-attributed avenue and practicing it very deeply that you can achieve it.
If these weak water spirits were released, it would not be a big problem to trade a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure.
But for Taoist Fu Shui or Hong Ming, it only consumes some time.
During these hundred years, it was too dazzling and not worth mentioning.
For ordinary golden immortals, things that may be desired, but for Hong Ming, they are similar to wild flowers on the roadside, and they would not deliberately pick them when walking by.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong."
Taoist Fu Shui's eyes lit up with excitement.
These two fruits are innate spiritual fruits.
Although it is accidentally precious, it is also extremely rare, especially in this dark underground, it is extremely rare.
"Fellow Taoist Floating Water, I have been practicing hard in seclusion and haven't come out for many years. Can you introduce me to this netherworld place?" Hong Ming asked as he walked.