"Death Holy Water?" Ling Fan was stunned and looked at Wu Yuan in surprise, and his heart skipped a beat. When he heard the word "holy water", he first thought of what Snake Tu said to him a while ago that to enter the pyramid, he had to use holy water! Could this holy water of death be the key to reopening the pyramid?

Thinking of this, Ling Fan asked tentatively: "Death Holy Water? This name is quite strange. It is called Holy Water, but why does it have to be called "death"? Is the charm of Death Holy Water really so terrifying? Even the strong spiritual immortals will risk offending the witch clan and rob it? "

"Water has been the source of life for all living beings in the world since ancient times. Without water, no life can survive. Water is the source of life and the soul of life! And the Holy Water of Death is the elves of water, the saint of water. In the words of you monks, the Holy Water of Death is the spirit of water attributes." Wu Yuan continued.

"The Spirit of Water Attribute? No wonder?" Ling Fan nodded relievedly, and at the same time he couldn't help but wonder if this holy water of death was the holy water mentioned by Snake Earth.

"In fact, it cannot be said to be a water-attributed spirit. If it were just a simple water-attributed spirit, those spirit immortals would not dare to attack the witch clan under the instigation of the two ancestors of the Mingyan Sect and the ancient spirit sect." Wu Yuan gently rubbed the back of his hand, stared at Ling Fan tightly, and a thought-provoking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is there anything different about this Death Holy Water?" Ling Fan said in a daze. He thought about it. Although the attribute spirit is still attractive to the spirit immortals at a certain level, the witch clan is famous after all. If the attraction does not reach the level of being crazy, it is impossible for them to offend the witch clan without any consequences.

"The Holy Water of Death is the most wonderful, terrifying, and sacred water in the world. The Holy Water of Death has the power to create life and the power to destroy all things. It can be flesh and bones of life and death, and can also corrupt bones and corrode souls. A drop of water can resurrect the dying ordinary life, and it can also be corroded so that there is no residue left." Wu Yuan said slowly.

"What kind of water is this? How can it be so mysterious and terrifying? How can it have two such extreme abilities at the same time?!" Ling Fan was shocked immediately. This was the first time he heard such a mysterious and mysterious spirit of heaven and earth. You must know that death and life are the two most extreme forces in the world. He couldn't believe that the Holy Water of Death actually possessed these two abilities at the same time. He finally understood why it was called death since it was holy water.

After hearing Ling Fan's question, Wu Yuan did not rush to answer Ling Fan's question. His expression seemed to be trapped in some kind of remembrance, and the expression of remembrance also contained a strong sense of respect and admiration.

"After the world was opened up, mountains, rivers, tall peaks, dense jungles, clear rivers, and endless seas gradually formed in the world. As time evolved, these dead objects gradually formed a scale, which was the most primitive form of the continent." Wu Yuan slowly narrated it with reminiscence.

"But this beautiful land, although beautiful, is silent and dead. Later, Nuwa came to this land. She frowned and looked down at everything in the world. She always felt that something was missing in this world. In this way, she frowned and thought for seven days and seven nights. At the last moment, she finally figured out what was missing in this beautiful and rich land - vitality, life!"

"So Nuwa began to create life with her ability to reach the sky and the earth." Ling Fan took over the conversation and continued. Isn't Wu Yuan talking about the most widely circulated creation myth in the mainland? He just pulled a child on the street and asked who created life? Even a three-year-old child would answer it was Nuwa. What's more, Ling Fan. He really couldn't figure out what the connection between the Holy Water of Death and Nuwa's myth of Creating Life.

"Haha??? Are you thinking that the so-called creation myth is an illusory thing, it is simply something imagined by primitive humans. Otherwise, after practicing Taoism for so many years, it would be impossible that even Nuwa's shadow would not be seen. You are still thinking, I should have talked about the Holy Water of Death, but why did it bring up the Creation myth that is not even as close to the Holy Water of Death?" Wu Yuan seemed to see what Ling Fan was thinking and asked with a smile.

Ling Fan stared at Wu Yuan's turbid eyes and said nothing, but his expression had already told Wu Yuan that he did think so.

"If I told you that the creation myth is true, would you believe it?" Wu Yuan asked suddenly.

"All mortals say that the creation myth is true." Ling Fan did not answer directly, but the meaning of his words was very obvious. He still did not believe in the so-called creation myth.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it now, you will believe it in the future." Wu Yuan shook his head and did not continue to focus on this topic. "The reason I talked to you about the creation myth is because the Holy Water of Death is related to the creation myth."

"Oh? The Holy Water of Death has something to do with the Creation Myth?" Ling Fan heard this, and he was originally indifferent to the point, and became interested again.

"Of course, I just want to tell you the myth of creation to let you understand the origin of the Holy Water of Death." Wu Yuan nodded faintly, "When Nuwa made earth to create humans, earth to create all things, and made various living organisms vividly, they could never make the organisms created by these soil move. If they could not move, these things could still be dead. So Nuwa dripped a drop of Holy Water of Death to each life, which was the first batch of lives born on the continent."

"As the reproduction and recurrence of life on the mainland, Nuwa finally left this land with relief. When she left, she left a drop of the essence of the Holy Water of Death. The drop of the Holy Water of Death has been nourished in the Holy Pool. The Holy Pool will nurture new Holy Water of Death every 30,000 years." Wu Yuan explained in detail.

"Is the Holy Pool in the Witch Clan?" Ling Fan asked.

"Yes, not." Wu Yuan's mouth curled a strange smile and shook his head, "In fact, the Holy Pond has always existed in the northern border. However, after my witch tribe moved to the northern border, over time, the Holy Pond became an uncrowned object of our tribe."

"So that's it, but what does this have to do with the spiritual immortal's surprise attack?" Ling Fan asked in confusion.

"Before talking about the reasons, I will tell you about the effect of the Holy Water of Death on the Spirit Immortals, and you will understand."

Wu Yuan paused and continued: "The symbol of the realm of the Spirit Immortal is to rejuvenate and become a soul. After practicing to the Spirit Immortal, the soul of the monk will receive a great and sacred baptism. At this time, the soul will begin to slowly be nurtured from the sea of ​​consciousness."

Hearing this, Ling Fan thought in his heart that the little man who was exactly the same as him in his sea of ​​consciousness was the soul. However, he did not expect that he would cultivate the soul in the realm of the Spirit Emperor. If this was spread, I wonder how many powerful spiritual immortals would die of jealousy.

"The soul is not as hard as the body of the ordinary, and it is particularly difficult to practice, so many spiritual immortals will take more than ten or twenty years or even decades to break through the realm of one star, but the Holy Water of Death has the effect of nourishing the soul. With this, the Holy Water of Death has a fatal attraction to the Immortals. As long as you get the Holy Water of Death, the speed of cultivation will definitely be twice as high."

"And when the soul is as big as your own body, it means that the soul's cultivation has been completed. The barrier that impacts the Spirit Saint is the fusion cultivation of the soul to achieve true unity of spirit and flesh. Only in this way can we break through the barrier of the Spirit Saint. But it is not so easy to reach the state of unity of spirit and flesh? However, as long as there is the Holy Water of Death, a bridge to the Spirit Saint can be built, and the chance of breaking through the barrier of the Spirit Saint will be much higher."

Wu Yuan described the attraction of the Death Holy Water to the Spirit Immortal in one breath. After listening, Ling Fan deeply realized the attraction of the Death Holy Water to the Spirit Immortal, which is definitely fatal!

"The holy pool will rebrand the Holy Water of Death every 30,000 years. It has been more than 30,000 years since the last holy pool gave birth to the Holy Water of Death." Wu Yuan continued: "About half a year ago, the holy pool finally gave birth to the Holy Water of Death again. We know the seriousness of the matter. If news of the Holy Water of Death is heard, it will definitely attract a large number of old hidden monsters to snatch it. Even my witch tribe may be in danger."

"So this secret has always been known by the twelve great witches, but later, the old monsters of the Nether Yan Sect found the three spiritual immortals as helpers to raid the witch clan." Wu Yuan said at the end, even with his scheming, he couldn't help but look a little hatred. Obviously, this surprise attack by the other party completely angered the second strongman of the Witch clan. If he hadn't been seriously injured, he might have run to the Nether Yan Sect and the Gu Ling Sect and directly destroyed the two sects.

"The witch clan has emerged in many talented people. Why don't you know how to refine the Holy Water of Death first? This will not only solve this hot potato, but also improve the overall strength of the witch clan. You can't understand such a good thing as the best of both worlds, right?" Ling Fan looked at Wu Yuan in confusion.

"The Holy Water of Death is not a destined person. All twelve of us tried to refine the Holy Water of Death, but in the end they all returned in vain." Wu Yuan sighed.

"Now, 12 people and five of us were seriously injured. Two of us died. Three of us suffered a certain degree of injury. Only Lao Wu and I are intact. There are two spiritual immortals on the side of the Mingyan Sect and the Guling Sect. Our witch clan is trapped in an unprecedented disaster this time." Wu Zhan next to Ling Fan looked sad.

"Senior Witch said so much to me, I'm afraid I don't just want me to understand it as simple as that, right?" Ling Fan looked at Wu Yuan and suddenly smiled.

"Haha???Smart. You can come out of the pyramid alive and have the breath of the witch god, which means you must be an extraordinary person. I have told you so much that I actually want you to help my witch tribe through this catastrophe." Wu Yuan laughed. Although he knew that Ling Fan was just the Six-Star Spirit Emperor, he could feel Ling Fan's extraordinaryness.

"After saying so much, Senior Wu hasn't told me yet, why do you know that I have entered the pyramid?" Ling Fan did not directly express his attitude, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Wu Yuan, which looked a little weird.
Chapter completed!