The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Xiang Wanqing flew and landed on a steep mountain. In front of him was a canyon with a wide river in it.

Judging from the width and meandering trend of the river, as well as the mountains on both sides, it is very similar to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.

The difference is that the scenery on both sides of the Three Gorges is beautiful, with apes crowing and cranes singing, boats passing by in the river, scales submerged and feathers flying, it is a joyful place, and the breath of life is everywhere.

But here, the water seems to be still, the river surface is quiet and as flat as a mirror. The mountains on both sides were gray and lifeless.

There are white clouds in the sky, like silk, swimming gently in the wind. However, looking up from the river, it is blank. It seems that the clouds have been cut off when they reach here, forming a crack in the sky as wide as the river, just like the river in the sky. reflection.

There are birds circling in the distance, but every time they get close to the river bank, they turn around and leave, as if there is a wall to prevent them from crossing the boundary.

Xiang Wanqing picked off a weed leaf from the cliff, flicked her fingers, and the leaf flew toward the other side of the river as if it was being carried by the wind.

But just as it flew onto the river, it suddenly fell rapidly, without any fluttering at all. The beginning of the pen seemed to be pulled by a thread, and suddenly it fell to the surface of the water, and the pen began to sink again.

Here is the weak water, outside Kunlun, with nowhere to come from and nowhere to go to. Its strength cannot overcome mustard, feathers cannot float, and birds cannot cross.

Nothing can cross the surface of weak water.

It is said that the weak water originated from outside the territory. The saints used the characteristics of the weak water to surround it and gather the Hongmeng spiritual energy and chaotic yin and yang into it to form a world of its own, called Kunlun. After thousands of generations, it became a human being.

Kunlun is actually synonymous with the human world.

But now, the human world has long since changed, and only the snow-covered plateau still retains its original appearance.

Tiandu disciples are the guardians of Kunlun and the guardians of the human world.

Although Weak Water is weak, it is not dead water, and the saint has not completely sealed Weak Water, so the song Weak Water is flowing, although it flows very slowly.

This flow also brings spiritual energy from outside the realm into Kunlun continuously, while the turbid air within the realm is discharged through the Yellow Spring, maintaining an ecological cycle in the realm, so that the human world will not decay despite the eternity.

But this time, for some reason, the weak water stopped flowing, and the water flow became slower and slower, until it was almost stationary, just like the river in front of you, like a mirror.

In the past few years, the demonic energy outside the territory has been turbulent. Yunyangzi entered the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and most of Tiandu's disciples were sent to various parts of the world to investigate changes in the earth's veins and ancient secret realms.

Xiang Wanqing's task is to investigate the cause of weak water interception.

In fact, Xiang Wanqing knew in her heart that among the disciples of Tiandu, her cultivation level was not high and her qualifications were not high, so she should not be responsible for the important task of investigating Weak Shui.

The main reason is that the senior brother does not pay much attention to this matter, because weak water is the foundation of the Kunlun barrier, and it is unlikely to cause problems.

According to Tiandu's records, there have been times in the past when weak water flow was too slow, and each time it was related to some unrest outside the territory, and it did not affect Kunlun in the end.

So the senior brother sent her here, which was just a symbolic visit to the west, a formality, and an investigation report.

But after several days of research, Xiang Wanqing found that something was getting more and more wrong.

When she first arrived, the weak water was still moving even though its flow rate had slowed down. But since yesterday, it has been almost stationary.

This is completely different from past records.

Xiang Wanqing checked the information before coming. The most recent weak water anomaly was 1,500 years ago, but the water flow was not completely still at that time, and was still flowing visible to the naked eye.

Xiang Wanqing asked the blue bird to send the message back to Tiandu, while he went deep alone. He had walked thousands of miles along the weak water, but so far he had not found any clues.

She stood by the river, looking at the mirror-calm water, helpless.

On the opposite bank are the misty mountain shadows, extending far into the distance, with no end in sight.

No one knows what kind of world is on the other side, because this is the boundary of Kunlun, and no one can cross the weak water.

According to the legend of the sage who built Kunlun around the weak water, the other side should be the world outside the territory.

But some records in Tiandu say that the other side is probably the underworld.

Of course, there is another saying that there is nothing on the other side, and those mountain shadows are just mirror images of the Kunlun world.

After much thought, Xiang Wanqing had no choice but to go into the water to find out.

Of course, entering weak water is very dangerous.

Because Weak Water is not ordinary water, as a barrier that divides the world, its inner void energy cannot be resisted by human beings. Otherwise, those extraterritorial demons would have flown down Weak Water and invaded Kunlun.

But the weak water does not mean that it is impossible to get down. Just like the grass blade that was thrown just now, it is easy to get down, but it is more difficult to get up than to climb to the sky.

The only way is to go down the river and reach Huangquan.

Because weak water and the underworld are connected.

And the underworld connects the human world and the underworld.

It should be possible to go down the weak water, first enter the underworld, and then return to the human world from the underworld.

Twenty years ago, when Pluto went to Heaven, he should have taken the road to hell.

After the second senior brother killed Pluto's clone, he went to Shen Guanghai. He left from Ruoshui at that time.

Xiang Wanqing decided to give it a try. If he couldn't come back, he would go to Shen Guanghai to find his second senior brother.

Thinking of this, she turned around and glanced behind her.

There are also misty mountains behind her, but she knows that behind this mist is a prosperous world and all living beings who are born towards the Tao.

She left a Tiandu mark on the cliff, then took a deep breath and jumped decisively towards the river.

Her figure was as light as a cloud, and the breeze blew up her skirt, fluttering in the air like colorful clouds.

When she flew over the vertical line of the river bank where the weak water meets the land, and entered the sky above the river, she suddenly felt a strong downward pulling force.

The space seemed to no longer exist. At that moment, she felt that she had turned into a piece of paper or a playing card, and there was a pair of invisible hands in the void, like a con man, secretly clamping her and hiding her. In the darkness where no one can see.

Xiang Wanqing was well prepared. When she jumped up, she had already used her magical weapon to protect herself. At the same time, she took out the Seven Star Sword and transformed into seven. The seven swords formed a Beidou to protect her surroundings.

Fortunately, otherwise she might have been torn to pieces by now.

But even so, it did not slow down her fall at all.

Xiang Wanqing held on to the last ray of clarity and recited the mantra. Before entering the water, the Seven Star Sword shot out seven streams of light and rushed towards the water.

She thought she could break the water.

However, the seven streams of light disappeared one after another on the water, and no ripples or waves could be seen.

Then, she too touched the water.

At that moment, she felt her body disappear.

The surroundings turned into darkness.

For some reason, a name popped up in her mind that she shouldn't have thought of at this moment: Li Muchen...