I'm the son of destiny

Chapter 39 Yellow Spring Hell, Open!

The second floor of Hades, the Underworld Hell, open!

Chasing up to the Nine Heavens and falling to Huangquan, when Qin Ming's voice fell, the scene in front of the Yuantian Saint suddenly changed.

A yellow spring lay in front of Yuantian, he could not see the source of the yellow spring, nor could he see where it was going.

There were twists and turns, turning quietly, and a chill made him shiver all over.

After entering the Blood Exchange Realm, the cold and heat will not invade. The Yuantian Saint has not felt the cold for countless years.

Compared with the filth and terror of the Mud Plow Hell, the Yellow Spring Hell is a bit deserted.

There were no ghosts, no howling, everything was very quiet.

There is only one long bridge standing on the Yellow River.

On the long bridge, there is a woman in white, holding a sword and waiting quietly.

Qin Ming walked up slowly, and only then could he see the woman's face clearly, slender willow eyebrows, a pair of charming eyes, a straight nose, slightly flushed jade cheeks, delicate and charming lips, and a delicate dimple as white as snow Ruyu, with snowy skin like jade fat, has a beautiful complexion, a petite figure, gentle and graceful.

Small house jasper.

If he didn't have the long sword in his hand, Qin Ming's first impression would definitely be this.

But the woman in white was holding a long sword, filling her with heroic and murderous aura for no reason.

If it is an ordinary woman, two such disparate temperaments are mixed together, and they must be uncontrollable.

But the woman in white not only successfully blends the two temperaments, but also looks more mysterious and moving.

"Meng Po, pay homage to the Underworld Lord!"

Compared to Black and White Impermanence, who knelt down on one knee with a bull's head and a horse's face, Po Meng just bowed her hands when she saw Qin Ming.

Qin Ming didn't care too much about this.

He tried to feel Po Meng's strength, but he couldn't feel it.

Granny Meng seemed to have discovered something, bowed and said: "The concubine has just recovered, and in this Underworld Hell, it is equivalent to the cultivation level of the first level of sainthood, so I can't fight outside for the time being."

Hearing this, I secretly said "Sure enough" in my heart

The higher the hell, the harder it is to recover, and it still takes some work to restore the glory of the past.

However, the cultivation of the first level of sainthood is enough for the time being.

Qin Ming looked at Po Meng and said with a smile: "Now, I am the Lord of the Underworld, and I will help you restore your glory."

"Thank you, Lord Underworld!" Granny Meng replied respectfully.

Qin Ming can feel that Po Meng's loyalty to him is loyalty, but there seems to be some estrangement or communication barrier between them.

This kind of feeling, black and white is impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced, there will never be any.

Qin Ming made a guess in his mind, and then said: "You just recovered today, and I found such a heavy job for you, you don't blame me for oppressing you, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Granny Meng quickly shook her head, showing a graceful smile: "I have lived on the Naihe Bridge for thousands of years, and the water of the Yellow Spring has also been rushing for thousands of years. We have long been impatient."

Glancing at the seemingly endless Naihe Bridge, Qin Ming turned his head to look at Yuantian Saint, with a cold smile on his lips.

Yuantian Saint's heart was full of alarm bells, but he didn't know where the danger came from.

"Trouble the Great Sage throw him into the river of the underworld."

As soon as Qin Ming thought about it, Sun Dasheng immediately threw Yuan Tian into the rushing Yellow Spring.

boom!
Yuan Tian fell into the Yellow Spring, and immediately splashed countless water, but before he exerted his strength, he was horrified to find that his spiritual consciousness began to be attacked continuously.

The water of the Yellow Spring can wash away all dharmas in the world!

It turned out that Qin Ming's idea was very simple. Although he couldn't kill Yuantian Saint, he could turn him into an idiot for his own use!
With the water of the underworld, Qin Ming can wash the Yuantian Saint into an idiot, and then brainwash him, so as to achieve the purpose of using it for himself.

However, this process is very long and needs Po Meng's constant care to prevent Yuan Tian from escaping.

However, what Qin Ming lacks most now is time, he just needs to ensure that Tiandaozong will not find out that Yuantian Saint is missing so soon.

Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan Water, Huangquan Road.

Today, Qin Ming intends to let the Yuantian Saint have a taste of the three characteristics of the Underworld Hell.

As if knowing what Qin Ming was thinking, the yellow sand under the Yellow Spring suddenly swarmed up, forming a big hand, grasping the heels of the Yuantian Saint firmly.

Trapping the first level of saints with the realm of fugue, since ancient times, probably only Qin Ming can do it.

Even Qin Dong, the main character in the original book, couldn't do this in the Immortal Ascension Realm.

Seeing Po Meng holding a long sword and standing on the Naihe Bridge, Qin Ming felt relieved.

Turning his eyes slightly, Qin Ming wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't speak.

"If Lord Hades has anything to say, just tell me directly, don't worry about the concubine's body."

On the contrary, it was Meng Po who noticed Qin Ming's strangeness and said softly.

Qin Ming glanced at Po Meng, and asked with a smile, "Will the suppression of Yuantian Saint take too much time for you?"

"Although this sage is brave, he can't help himself in the underworld, so he can't help himself. Naturally, there's not much to do with my concubine." Granny Meng's tone felt gentler than that of a little girl.

It's obviously a heroic spirit, but the tone gives people a great contrast.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said, "In this case, please ask Granny Meng to cook a pot of "Po Meng Soup" for me."

"Oh, by the way, it's the kind without ingredients."

The underworld is huge, divided into eighteen layers, and each layer has its own characteristics and uses.

Some of them are suitable for fighting, some are suitable for torturing the enemy, and some are even suitable for cultivation.

There are two types of Mengpo soup, one is the soup with water from the underworld.

After drinking this soup, it will be like the fate of the Yuantian sage, forgetting the past, forgetting the past, and starting from scratch.

There is also a kind of soup, after drinking it, it will have the miraculous effect of washing the essence and cutting the marrow, and transforming the body!

This is not something that ordinary magic medicine can do.

Qin Ming ordered the second soup.

"If you lack any materials, just tell me, and I will find a way to get them together for you."

Granny Meng shook her head gently when she heard the words, "I still have some ingredients left, which is just enough to make a pot, but this soup may take a long time to cook, Lord Ming needs to wait patiently."

Qin Ming waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter, you just have to endure it, now your tasks are only these two, and the rest can be left to Black and White Wuchang and others."

Granny Meng nodded gently: "Since that's the case, I'm going to prepare now."

Looking at Granny Meng's back, Qin Ming could hardly imagine that this gentle woman was a heroic person who swore to "kill all the ghosts in the world with one sword".

Thinking of this, Qin Ming couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, "Meng Po!"

"Underworld Lord, what else is there?" Meng Po turned around gently.

Qin Ming braced himself and asked a question that everyone wanted to know, "Is...is your surname really Meng?"

(End of this chapter)