Chapter 2186 Weak Water Hell
Seeing that Feng Wuchen was in a trance, Huoling Yuanmu tentatively called out: "Young Master?"
Feng Wuchen finally woke up, and immediately smiled bitterly: "You misunderstood... I am not your young master..."
However, Huoling Yuanmu didn't believe it at all: "Impossible! The emperor has handed over such important things to you, there is no way that you are not the young master!"
Feng Wuchen didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
This Fire Spirit Yuan Mother has been guarding in hell for ten thousand years, but she has no idea about the changes in the outside world. She doesn't even know that the Yin Division has been destroyed long ago...
Immediately, he sighed softly: "In terms of inheritance, the Ghost Emperor and I do have some connections, but it is indeed not as you imagined. When you leave hell, you may understand that you should not call him
I am the young master!"
However, Huo Ling Yuan Mother was still respectful: "Then what do you call you?"
"My name is Feng Wuchen, whatever you want to call me is up to you..."
Huoling Yuanmu suddenly felt panic: "Then I'll call you Mr. Wuchen!"
"As you wish!"
At this time, Feng Wuchen looked at the center of the eye of the wind again.
"It's broken... I just wanted to kill the Great Sage Fury. Now, how do I open the prison door on the second floor..."
Huoling Yuanmu said quickly: "Young master, there is no need to worry. The exit should be under the yellow sand. I am the prison guard with him. I can also open that door!"
After saying that, he activated his cultivation and struck out with a palm.
This palm directly split the sea of sand in front of him into two, and in the yellow sand, the exit of the second level of hell was finally revealed.
The Fire Spirit Yuan Mother injected her fire intention into the portal.
"Wow!"
Then there was a flash of fire, and the door was already wide open.
"Sir, I will take you down!"
"good!"
With the help of Huoling Yuanmu, Feng Wuchen reached the third floor smoothly.
Just entered the third floor.
"call!"
A gust of cold wind came, which was actually biting.
At this time, Huoling Yuanmu quickly released her fire intent and enveloped Feng Wuchen, who was relieved.
"Sir... this is the third level of the eighteen levels of hell, called the Weak Water Hell. The prison guard here is a water spirit who has become a spirit with me. We are old friends. Since you are the heir of the emperor, take me to explain the situation to her. She
We will definitely cooperate and let you go!”
Feng Wuchen didn't say much. If he could really rely on the relationship with the Ghost Emperor to avoid detours, he would be willing to do so.
Although this three-level hell is called Weak Water, most of it is filled with glaciers. On top of the glaciers, Yin evil spirits frozen into ice sculptures can be seen everywhere.
These evil spirits have been frozen for who knows how many years, and they will never die. They can only suffer in the ice sculptures.
The two of them didn't know how long they had been walking through the glacier.
Finally, in the vast mist, a magnificent city of frost appeared in front of them.
Looking from a distance, there were actually many people moving around in the city, and it didn't look like hell at all.
The two of them entered the frost city out of curiosity.
When I entered the city and took a look, I saw that the figures walking in the city were all made of ice water, with no facial features. When I saw the two of them, they didn't react much. They were like walking corpses, each carrying out their duties.
Watching this strange scene, Feng Wuchen's expression gradually became serious.
Seeing the doubts in Feng Wuchen's eyes, Huoling Yuanmu quickly explained: "Master, don't be surprised, this is the manifestation of my old friend's cultivation, called the Ice Crystal Doll. It will not attack anyone without his orders.
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In a moment, the two of them arrived at the deepest part of the ice and snow city, and an extremely luxurious ice and snow palace stood in front of them.
Huoling Yuanmu thought for a moment, then shouted with luck cultivation: "Sister Shuiling, my old friend is here, why don't you go out to entertain us?"
As soon as this statement came out.
"call!"
In the entire ice and snow city, the wind and snow suddenly became stronger.
Although Feng Wuchen used the Wind-Fixing Bead to alleviate the cold wind, the biting chill was not lessened at all and kept attacking his body.
Soon, the thousands of frosts gathered in one place, and right in front of the palace, they transformed into an iceberg beauty wearing a blue gauze dress and an ice crystal crown, overlooking the two of them from top to bottom.
The woman was expressionless at first, but when she saw the Fire Spirit Yuan Mother, she showed a bit of surprise.
"Sister Huo Ling... you... why are you here?"
The Fire Spirit Yuan Mother and the Water Spirit Yuan Mother both came from the same origin and became spirits, so their relationship in the past was quite good.
Later, he was assigned to the two levels of hell, Weak Water and Karmic Fire, by the Ghost Emperor. So far, he has not met him for a million years. Now that he is reunited, he cannot contain the joy in his heart.
For a moment, Shui Ling Yuan Mu looked at Feng Wuchen with a suspicious expression.
"Sister Huo Ling, how did you leave the Karmic Fire Hell? Who is this human race?"
Huoling Yuanmu thought for a moment and then said: "Sister! Mr. Wuchen is the descendant of the emperor. He needs to pass through the eighteenth level of hell to go to the ghost palace. Please ask my sister to make it easier for him!"
After hearing this, Shuiling Yuanmu's eyes became more suspicious: "The descendant of the emperor? The descendant of the emperor wants to go to the ghost palace, why did he come to the eighteenth level of hell? Sister Huo Ling, don't be deceived by this person..."
However, Huoling Yuanmu was convinced of Feng Wuchen's identity: "No! The Emperor even passed the Longyuan Sword Tower to him, and his acting style is exactly the same as the Emperor's. He must be the Emperor's successor!"
"Long Yuan?"
Upon hearing this, Shui Ling Yuan Mother hurriedly stepped forward and said in a cold tone: "Is Long Yuan on your body? Take it out and show it to me?"
This Shui Ling Yuan Mother was an old friend of the Fire Spirit Yuan Mother. Feng Wuchen avoided it whenever he could, so he sacrificed Long Yuan with great cooperation.
Seeing this small pagoda, Shui Ling Yuan Mother was shocked: "It's actually true...are you...really the descendant of the emperor?"
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
Speaking of which, since he and the Ghost Emperor both belong to the lineage of Long Yuan, it is not a lie to say that they are his descendants.
So, he bit the bullet and nodded: "That's right..."
"Forget it?" Shui Ling Yuan Mu was not as simple as Huo Ling Yuan Mu. She immediately caught the loophole in Feng Wuchen's words and asked coldly: "How is the emperor doing now? How did you get it, Long Yuan?"
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Feng Wuchen had no way to answer this question for Shui Ling Yuan Mu.
After thinking for a moment, he replied: "You have stayed in this hell for millions of years, and the outside world has long been very different from before. As for what happened to the Ghost Emperor, I don't know, but it is my job to figure out these issues.
One of the purposes of going to the Ghost Palace!"
"Millions of years..." Shui Ling Yuan Mu's eyes were a little dull and she murmured to herself: "Has it been so long..."
There are eighteen levels of hell, and the guards of each level are hand-picked by the Ghost Emperor to guard the hell. They are not allowed to leave without the Ghost Emperor's orders.
However, how can a spiritual thing withstand the wear and tear of such years?
Therefore, they spent most of the time in a state of half-dream and half-awake sleep, and could not feel the passage of time.
It wasn't until Feng Wuchen said the year that it realized that it had stayed in this weak water hell for so long.
Mother Shui Ling frowned, millions of years were enough for many dynasties to change in this world.
Chapter completed!