Painting of the Nine Immortals

Ling Xian felt helpless looking at the crowd in front of him, feeling the crowds around him.

He really didn't expect that there would be so many people coming to see it lively. But when I think about it, I feel relieved. If there are not so many people, how can it be called a sea of ​​flowers?

"Be patient."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly. Wrapped by the crowd, he no longer had to walk on his feet, he only needed to stabilize his body and he would be pushed away by the crowd.

Before long, he was pushed to the center of the city by the crowd of people on this long street. It was here that he really got to know the true meaning of the four characters.

There are too many people to imagine.

Looking around, there are people all around the square, and it is impossible to calculate how many people there are. But what is certain is that people can really be described as crowds of people.

Everyone was a cheerful look, looking eagerly at the beautiful woman on the square, full of expectations on his face.

On the square, a dignified and plump woman stood there, raising her hands to show her beauty and majesty.

Behind the woman, six heroic and brave young men stood proudly. Everyone exudes great momentum, as if a mountain stands there, standing still.

"The fluctuations of the Yuan Infancy ..."

Feeling the woman's impertinence, Ling Xian frowned, and said, "It seems that this is the master of Huacheng, and Huawan is contracted."

As he said, he turned his eyes to the six heroic men, and he immediately became interested.

In his perception, the cultivation of these six people is at the peak of Jiedan, and their temperament is so good. At a glance, they know that they are outstanding descendants cultivated by great forces.

In other words, they should be young and proud.

"Interesting, after coming to Yuezhou, I haven't played against the top powerful young generation in Yuezhou. I don't know if I have a chance to try this time."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, looking forward to colliding with the real Tianjiao of Yuezhou.

"I believe that you are very clear about the rules of the Feast of Fantastic Flowers, I will not say much, but before that, I want to introduce seven distinguished guests."

Hua Wan smiled tenderly, but it was the hidden majesty that instantly suppressed everyone's voice.

Then, she pointed at the six Yingwu men behind her with her finger and said, "These six are the six heroes of Yuezhou. They are the top Tianjiao of the young generation in Yuezhou."

As soon as the voice came down, a burst of exclamation broke out at the scene.

"What? It's Yuejie Liujie!"

"It is said that each of them is ridiculously strong, is the strongest successor cultivated by their respective forces, and is the top powerhouse of the young generation in Yuezhou!"

"Yes, everyone has the same level of invincibility and unbeaten record, which is extremely powerful!"

There was a lot of discussion in the presence, with a bit of awe in the words. The female monks in the crowd were even more glamorous, staring at the six heroic men without blinking, with a bit of admiration.

A man with strength, background, and appearance is naturally prone to attract women.

"Yuezhou Liujie ... interesting."

Ling Xian smiled even more. At first, he only regarded the six people as extraordinary Tianjiao, and now he understands after listening to everyone's discussion.

It turned out that the six were the strongest successors of their respective forces and were called Yuezhou Liujie!

This title alone is enough to see how powerful these six people are. Otherwise, it would not be recognized by the world as the title of Liu Jie.

And listening to the sound of the discussion below, the six people looked the same, still so proud. Similar compliments have been heard countless times, and they have been able to do so for a long time.

"Next, I will introduce one more to everyone. I believe this fairy will make you feast on."

Hua Wan smiled slightly and said, "Yu Xianzi, please show up."

The voice dropped, the space waved like a wave, and a woman in a long blue dress stepped out.

When he appeared, it was like a day in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw that she was peerless, glamorous, and embarrassed. Refined temperament, just like the immortal, is really gorgeous, peerless.

nice!

It was so beautiful and terrifying that it seemed that all words in the world describing beautiful words could not be placed on her. Not that she is not qualified, but those words, not qualified.

"It's so beautiful, it won't work, it won't work, my heart seems to be captured by her."

"Me too. It's so beautiful. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have imagined that there would be such a beautiful woman in this world."

"Well, the lady Yu of the Shang Qing Dynasty really lives up to her reputation.

There was a lot of discussion, and most of the male monks were radiant and fiery.

Even the six peerless arrogances with arrogant expressions could not calm down, and there was a flash of admiration in their eyes.

The only man who remained calm was Lingxian.

He has no hatred and no love for Yu Wushou, and don't forget that this woman is his slave right now. The thought of these men presenting his servants as goddesses made him want to laugh.

However, he was somewhat surprised that this woman appeared in Huacheng.

"Did she say ... she came to enjoy the feast of strange flowers?"

Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and smiled. This guess is not impossible, but it seems a little weird in a sensitive period like Xuanhuashen.

With his knowledge of this woman, she would not miss an opportunity to increase her status. In other words, she is very likely to be in the position of the **** of flowers.

"It was abandoned thousands of years ago, and now the flower **** that was chosen again, Yu Wushou from the Shang Qingzong, the six peerless Tianjiao who pushed the same generation, is really more and more interesting."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and noticed the unusual breath from these seemingly coincidental events.

After that, he stopped thinking about these things and turned his eyes to Hua Wanyu.

"I'm right. When you see Yu Xianzi, your saliva is about to drain."

Hua Wan joked and said, "Yu Xianzi is truly a country with charm, so charming, I really have a little envy."

"The master of the flower city has won the prize, and you are the only one who can be the best in the world." Yu Wushou said politely.

"Yu Xianzi really speaks."

Hua Wan pouted and smiled, and then turned her eyes to the people below, and said, "Okay, you have seen a few distinguished guests. Now, it's time to start a wonderful flower feast."

The voice fell, and an eager sound burst out at the scene, spreading out like a tsunami, and resounding all over the world.

Afterwards, everyone took out the wonderful flowers that they had carefully cultivated and held them high above their heads.

That plant is weird in shape, and the colorful flowers are connected into one, which is really magnificent and magnificent, just like a sea of ​​flowers.

Of course, these flowers are not in full bloom, and need to be urged by the mysterious method to bloom together.

At that time, it was the true sea of ​​flowers.

"Okay, then, please invite a few distinguished guests and the people of the city to enjoy this wonderful scenery with a reputation of being drunk."

With a slight smile, Hua Wanyusu pinched the Baoyin. Suddenly, the vigorous vitality spread, covering everyone below.

To be precise, it is the strange flower over everyone's head.

Seeing this, the color of expectations in Ling Xian's eyes became more intense, and her eyes were staring at the strange flowers in the air. He knew that the Qihua feast was about to begin.

Sure enough, as he expected, after a few breaths, an incredible scene happened.

I saw those flowers nourished by the power of life and began to bloom one after another. First one or two, then ten or eight, and then hundreds or thousands of them blooming together.

A thick, full-bodied direction spread out, making people feel refreshed and comfortable.

After that, the real sea of ​​flowers appeared.

The colorful flowers form a sea of ​​flowers, spectacular and magnificent, gorgeous and charming.

Ambilight, gorgeous, colorful, a blur. It seems that all adjectives about beauty are not enough to describe this scene.

It's so beautiful, it's incredible!

Everyone in the hall was intoxicated, breathing the refreshing fragrance and admiring the dream-like wonders.

Even Ling Xian was intoxicated, lamenting the magnificence of the sea of ​​flowers.

After that, a strange sight suddenly appeared before his eyes.

I saw a beautiful woman dancing to the extreme, like a fairy in a flower.

Suddenly, his expression became somewhat dull. But how tenacious his mind was, he woke up from that illusion in an instant.

"Is this ... an illusion?"

After Ling Xian frowned slightly, before she realized that it was not harmful to him, he let down his heart and smiled, "It is probably a vision formed by millions of flowers blooming at the same time."

Then, he turned his eyes to those around him. I found that both men and women, young and old, were intoxicated, as if they had seen something wonderful.

"It seems that they are unable to extricate themselves from that illusion."

Shaking his head with a smile, Ling Xian moved her gaze to the high platform again. Seeing that Yuezhou Liujie and Yu Wushou were also intoxicated, it was difficult to extricate themselves.

There is only one person who is with and awake with himself.

At the same time, Hua Wanyue also saw Lingxian, suddenly staring at each other, sparks broke out.

"Interesting, actually unaffected by the illusion, sobered up instantly. Is this person, like himself, a strong infant?"

Hua Wan was so beautiful, Mei Mei stared at the handsome young man below, with a bit of inquiry.

"The owner of Huacheng doesn't have to bother to investigate. I'm not a strong infant like you." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"That would be more interesting and worth investigating."

Hua Wan smiled softly and said, "The unique illusion formed by the Feast of Fantastic Flowers. Only strong people above the Yuan Infancy can stick to their heart and remain unmoved. And you, a young person who has not yet reached the Yuan Infant, is the slightest Unaffected, isn't it worth my investigation? "

"Then you can try, I'm standing here, you can explore."

Ling Xian's mouth smiled, looking directly at Hua Wanyu, a strong Yuan infant, and her expression was still so calm without any fear.

His current combat power, even if it is difficult to defeat Yuan Ying, is enough to protect himself.

"It's a good young man, let alone, it's not unusual for a person to stand alone when it comes to the calmness and calmness of my face."

Hua Wanyu took a deep look at Ling Xian, and then she dissipated the power to explore his soul.

For some reason, she always felt that the boy in front of him was like a dormant archaic beast and should not be offended.