"Brother Creation, I am also inclined to the existence of mystery. After all, there are really thousands of flowers in the underworld, and our collection mission is off to a good start." The little savage said with tears in his eyes: "But where is this mystery?"
"How about this, let's touch all the inner walls of the Underworld Spring without any blind spots." Zhao Fan said thoughtfully: "From top to bottom, don't miss any corner. If the mystery is not triggered, then it will be If we study further, it will take ten years anyway.”
"OK."
The little savage immediately assigned Zhao Fan a clear division of labor and one person was responsible for half of it. From bottom to top, their palms continued to hit the inner wall of the underworld spring one after another.
"Pah! Pah!"
"Snap, snap, snap!"
The crisp sound echoed in the black spring water.
It took nearly a month to finish the Nether Spring with a depth of 30,000 meters by Zhao Fan and the little savage without any blind spots.
At this time, they were floating beneath the surface of the Underworld Spring.
The master of Kunfeng fell asleep at some point, and his expression was extremely comfortable and enjoyable. His posture was as if he was drunk and dreaming, which made Zhao Fan and the little savage really feel itchy. However, they were not the real three-step masters and could not experience the underworld. benefits.
"Second brother, third brother, where have you been knocking, what are you tinkering with?" Master Kunfeng asked in confusion without opening his eyes.
"I feel like this Underworld Spring is so fun."
Zhao Fan said with a smile: "We two can't sit still, enjoying and playing at the same time."
"You are truly worthy of being a strong person among the three steps." Kunfeng Louzhu said with emotion: "As soon as I touched the water of the Underworld Spring, I felt so comfortable that I didn't want to move, but you, your consciousness was not completely immersed in it. in."
The little savage rolled his eyes and said to himself that it would be strange if I, a one-step Taoist master, could be immersed.
"Brother, he and I will go down to play again." After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he and the little savage dived to the bottom of the Underworld Spring again.
The little savage said helplessly: "I have hit them all, but no mystery has been triggered."
"The method we thought of must have been tried by the Lord of Dalang City and the Lord of Perlan who came to Mingquan before." Zhao Fan sat down and said: "Maybe the way to trigger the mystery is not as simple as we thought."
"Ahem, I'll leave this nerve-wracking matter to you." The little savage said with a headache: "I will help you share the burden when it comes to fighting and killing."
"..."
Zhao Fan was a little speechless, but after spending time together, he also knew that the little savage's character really didn't like to consume brain cells.
"I'll take a nap first. If you find anything, call me." As soon as the little savage closed his eyes, he lay down at the bottom of the spring and fell asleep.
"Mingquan, Mingquan, what's your secret?"
Zhao Fan sighed and thought hard.
After a while, he stretched out a fingertip, scratched it, and squeezed out a drop of blood.
Touching didn't work, dripping blood didn't work, so he activated the Eternal Sacred Vein and the Dragon Shadow Dao Pattern, and even activated the Guanghan Sacred Body, touching the inner wall of the Underworld Spring in various arrangements and combinations, but nothing changed, and Zhao Fan could do nothing. .
As time goes by, a month has passed.
"Two idiots."
At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in the consciousness of Zhao Fan and the little savage.
"Huh? Who? Who is it! How dare you call me a fool!" The little savage stood up with a twist and looked around. However, except for Zhao Fan, there was nothing there.
"Brother Zaixuan, did you hear it too?"
The little savage asked inexplicably.
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly. He thought for a moment and then asked, "I wonder who you are?"
"Two one-step levels, but they can win the ownership of the battle for the underworld. It's interesting, it's interesting!"
At the same time as the voice sounded, a hunchbacked figure came into their sight out of thin air.
It was an old man, his back was hunched to an almost hemispherical arc, and his long beard almost hung down on his knees.
The little savage's eyelids twitched and asked: "Can you tell that we are one-step Taoist masters?"
"The water of the Underworld Spring is like a mirror, reflecting the essence directly." The hunchbacked old man said with a smile: "When you came in, I kept observing you, and I also mentioned the Ten Thousand Flowers of the Underworld Spring. Incredible, incredible, Whose family cultivated this heaven-defying junior who actually knew about those heavenly and earthly treasures, and guessed that they were related to this underworld spring?"
After Zhao Fan and Xiao Yeren heard this, they no longer had any doubts, because the other party's words revealed a certain message, Mingquan Wandaohua was really related to Mingquan! ! !
"Senior, please give me a clear explanation." Zhao Fan said after bowing.
"Explicitly stated? Why express it?"
The hunchbacked old man shook his head.
"Then what do you want? Just put it forward." The little savage said simply and directly.
"I don't care about anything."
The hunchbacked old man yawned, and his voice suddenly turned cold. He said: "Although I don't know who asked you to come, this is not the place you should come to. The Ten Thousand Dao Flowers of the Underworld are not something you can get your hands on. !”
"Why shouldn't we come?"
Zhao Fan was also very unhappy when he heard the former's tone.
