Painting of the Nine Immortals

Three days after leaving Aoxianzong, Lingxian came to Huacheng, a famous city in Yuezhou.

This city is one of the ten cities in Yuezhou. It is famous for various strange flowers in Yuezhou. It is known as the most beautiful flower and the most beautiful place in Yuezhou.

Especially the wonderful flower feast held every ten years is even more gorgeous and spectacular, and has the reputation of being drunk. This means that when thousands of exotic flowers are blooming together, even when the heavens come, they will be intoxicated.

Therefore, when Ling Xian heard someone on the road saying that the Qihua feast was coming, he came to Huacheng.

In a fantasy world, although he has lived in Yuezhou for many years, he has never been able to see him. Nowadays, he happens to catch up with the feast of strange flowers, why can't he come to admire the wonders of thousands of wonderful flowers blooming at the same time?

Anyway, he has been out for six years, and it is not bad for two days.

"It is said that on that day, thousands of strange flowers bloomed at the same time, it really looks like a sea of ​​flowers, beautiful." Looking at the vocal ancient city in front, Ling Xian's mouth showed a faint smile, then took a big step and walked Out of town.

As soon as he stepped into the city, he was a bit dazzled and a little speechless.

I saw that in addition to pedestrians and shops on the street, there were only beautiful flowers. When you look away, countless strange flowers sway with the wind, exuding bursts of rich fragrance, making people feel refreshed.

The shops on both sides of the street are actually not common panaceas and magic weapons, but various exotic flowers and plants. At least half of them are like this, only so few shops sell normal things, and they can almost be said to be Moncolo birds.

It is in stark contrast to the flower markets of those flower shops. It is enough to prove how high the flowers are in this city, and how much people love exotic flowers.

"It is indeed a country of flowers, and today it really deserves its name. It is really amazing."

Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and smiled. In the fantasy world, he only heard about the unique customs of Huacheng. At present, he only glanced at one or two, which made him deeply feel that the rumors were true.

This city is indeed amazing.

"Interesting, don't people in this city need to cultivate?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, then found a restaurant casually and planned to take a break.

The menu made him speechless.

Because the dishes here are all made of strange flowers, I have never heard of them. It was a wine called Baihua Brew, which made his eyes shine.

Without saying a word, he asked for a pot of flowers, and then started to drink.

The taste of this wine also made him quite satisfied.

"Nice, although it's not clear exactly what flower was made, but the mellow taste is really good."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and slowly tasted the fragrance of Baihua Stuff.

And while he was sipping and drinking, the rest of the conversation in the restaurant passed to him without a word.

"Have you heard? The strange flower feast this time is different than usual, and it is said that a flower **** should be selected at the same time!"

"What? Hasn't the position of the flower **** been abandoned long ago?"

"Yeah, probably about a thousand years ago, for unknown reasons, the then city owner abandoned the position of the flower god. And set the rules, Huacheng eternal world no longer set the flower god, why should we choose this time?

"Is his brain broken? He dared to overthrow that city's rules. What did he want to do?"

"God of flowers ..."

Seizing this keyword collection, Ling Xian frowned slightly. He had heard many things about Huacheng, but he had never heard of it.

This made him interested and kept listening.

"I don't know what the Lord of the City thinks, but I can guarantee the authenticity of this news." "It is said that the flower **** is important, has something to do with a secret, and even relates to the foundation of the flower city. But in the millennium without the flower **** Since then, Huacheng has remained calm and nothing has happened. "

"I can't figure it out, but I think the city owner and her elderly people must have her reason to do so."

"Yes, not to mention that this kind of thing is not something that we monks at the bottom can control, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Hidden, the foundation ..."

Seizing the two key words again, Lingxian's interest grew stronger. His intuition told him that this time, he would not only be able to admire the wonders of the sea of ​​flowers, but maybe there would be some surprises.

"That is, I don't care about the meaning behind the flower god. I care about the appearance of the first flower **** in a thousand years!"

"Hey, I care about this too. It seems that you and I are fellow Chinese. It is said that the flower **** is selected by a strange flower, and the women selected by this strange flower are the top virgins."

"This is true. I have seen the portrait of the flower **** thousands of years ago.

"Haha, being pretty is pretty, it's simply amazing. But it's a pity that the flower **** gets his first life, never marries, and no one can get it."

"I know, but it's good to see, hehe."

Listening to the sound of talking in the ear, Ling Xian raised his mouth and said, "It's interesting, the flower **** who never marries, an ancient city with a long tradition. What kind of secret is there between the two?"

With that said, he threw away a few top-quality spirit stones and turned downstairs.

Baihuajing has already finished drinking, what should be heard, and it doesn't make sense to stay still. Therefore, he left the restaurant and found another inn.

After paying the price of several spirit stones, he lived in a relatively quiet room.

After that, he lay on the wooden bed, closing his eyes and keeping his eyes closed, while waiting for the arrival of the strange flower feast.

From what he heard, the Qihua feast will be held in three days. And this feast is not the same as usual, there is an election of what flower god.

These two things are more attractive to him. The former allows him to enjoy the beautiful scenery with a reputation of being drunk, and the latter satisfies his curiosity.

Just thinking about it knows that there must be a secret in it. He has always been interested in the secrets of Xiuxian Realm.

Therefore, Ling Xian waited quietly for the arrival of the feast of strange flowers.

The so-called fancy flower feast is a festival held every ten years in Huacheng. On that day, the monks in the whole city will come up with the wonderful flowers that they have carefully cultivated, and under the urging of the mysterious method, let them bloom.

You know, Huacheng is one of the ten cities, with a huge population, and millions of people say less. Everyone takes out a flower and can imagine how many beautiful flowers there will be.

And so many flowers bloom together, that grand occasion, really can bear the nickname of the sea of ​​flowers.

In this way, time passed little by little, and three days passed quietly.

When that round of rising sun rose, Ling Xian slowly opened her eyes, and a swift glance passed quickly from her eyes.

"It's time, it's time to enjoy the glory of Huahai."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, staring with a bit of anticipation. Then he left the inn and came to the long street.

Immediately, his figure was drowned in the crowd.

No way, the Fantastic Flower Feast is the only event in Huacheng, and everyone will participate. Even if you don't participate, you will come out and watch the fun.

Moreover, there are many admirers coming to watch.

This made Ling Xian quite helpless and truly felt the meaning of the crowd.