Painting of the Nine Immortals

At this time, the sun was high and it was noon.

The ten-year-old Feast of Fantastic Flowers has come to an end. Although there was a huge storm in the middle and it really shocked everyone in Huacheng, it ended successfully after all.

The flower **** candidate has also been selected. Although it is a male flower **** who has never been before, after all, it was selected by Jiu Se Xuan Shen Hua himself, and no one can violate it.

Moreover, there is no stipulation that the flower **** must be held by a woman. Therefore, the people of Huacheng have no opinion on this.

Ling Xian also had no opinion. He was very interested in the secret behind the Flower God. Therefore, when Hua Wanyu stopped him, he followed the girl to a VIP room.

At this moment, he was sitting on an expensive gold chair and holding Huacheng's unique tea in his hand, very comfortable.

Hua Wanyue sat opposite him, with a faint smile on his pretty face, dignified and beautiful, elegant.

"The Lord of the Flower City has something to say straight away. I don't like to go around and waste time." Ling Xian took a sip of tea and smiled lightly.

"I like happy people too."

Hua Wan smiled mildly and said, "I believe that you are very curious about the thousand-year absence of Huashen. You should also understand that I must have a reason to re-elect Huashen this time."

"Yes, I'm curious, but I don't want to explore."

Ling Xian nodded gently and said, "What I care about is what you need me to do, and what I can get."

"Sure enough, then I will speak straight."

Hua Wan concealed her smile, and her pretty face gradually turned into a solemn, saying, "Do you know, what is the foundation of Huacheng?"

"I don't know, but I think it should be related to vitality. Otherwise, Huacheng cannot be full of vitality, and strange flowers are blooming at any time." Ling Xian said softly.

"Sure enough, he is brilliant."

Hua Wanyue's beautiful eyes flashed a strange color, and she asked with a smile: "I don't know you, you may guess what the foundation of Huacheng is?"

"Things related to vitality ..."

Ling Xian frowned slightly and groaned for a moment, then tentatively asked, "The foundation of the Flower City, will it not be the legendary Holy Water."

Hua Wanyue raised her mouth and smiled: "Guess right, the reason why I can reproduce the flower city so far, so that all people who love flowers gather here, rely on the Holy Spirit Water."

"It really is!"

Ling Xianxing's eyes suddenly became hot. As early as when he returned to Ling's house from the 36th island, he set himself a goal.

That's getting the Holy Water.

Because Ling Tianxiang is already enchanted, there are only two ways to wake her up. One is to evoke her deep memories with a familiar person.

He has tried this method, and although it seemed to be effective at the time, in the end it still failed.

The second method is Holy Spirit Water. This object has a strong vitality and light power, which not only has the effect of life and death, but also can eliminate all the pollution in the world.

It's really appropriate to deal with those who are enchanted. With just one drop, they can wake up the minds of those who enchant.

In addition to Ling Tianxiang, there is another thing that he needs to use the Holy Spirit Water, which is the epee extorted from the golden-winged roc bird in the Immortal Hall.

The sword was cast from the legendary purple Chinese immortal gold. According to Ling Xian's estimation, this sword has the power to open the sky and crack the earth, and it is extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, this sword has been polluted by an unknown curse. Unless it is to find the legendary Holy Spirit water, it cannot be broken at all.

Now, when he finally heard the news of the Holy Spirit, how could he not feel happy?

"That's great. It's so easy to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere."

Ling Xian smiled secretly, but her expression remained calm, and even the fieryness in Xing's eyes fell silent.

"It turned out to be the legendary holy spirit water. No wonder Huacheng is so vibrant that you can see the blooming flowers anytime, anywhere."

"Exactly, otherwise the soil of Huacheng is not suitable for planting those strange flowers."

Hua Wanyue did not notice Lingxian's anomaly, and sighed: "It's a pity that the Holy Spirit Spring has gradually dried up since half a year ago. According to my estimation, it will completely dry up within three years."

"exhausted?"

Ling Xian frowned, thinking of the flower god, saying, "Must, the master of the flower city re-selects the flower god, in order to revive the Holy Spirit Spring?"

"It's really smart, it's a little bit clear." Hua Wanyu sighed, Mei Mei stared at Ling Xian, full of expectations.

Feeling that eager look, Ling Xian spread his hand and said, "Don't look at me like this. First, I don't understand the connection between the Holy Spirit Spring and the Flower God. Second, I don't know how to heal the Holy Spring. . "

"You really don't know how to heal the Holy Spirit, but you can certainly revive it."

Hua Wanyueqiao's face was full of confidence, saying: "Before the endless years, the ancestors of Huacheng got two gods, one is the Holy Spirit Spring, and the other is the nine-color god-selective flower."

"After getting these two artifacts, the ancestor created the flower city and set the ancestral teachings. If the Holy Spirit Spring starts to dry up, then use this flower to choose a flower god, and the spring water can be restored.

Hua Wanyue Qiao's face was full of determination, full of eagerness.

"If that's the case, why did you choose Huashen thousands of years ago, but there was a vacuum period of thousands of years. Don't you need Huashen at that time?" Ling Xian frowned.

"This…"

Hua Wan hesitated for a moment and said, "I do n’t know the specific reason. I only knew that the flower **** at the time made a big mistake. It happened that the city lord found a way to keep the Holy Spirit Spring never dry. Therefore, she simply The position of flower **** is abolished. "

"So it is."

Ling Xian nodded and smiled. "It seems that the city owner's method failed after thousands of years."

"Good."

Hua Wan smiled bitterly, and said, "That's why I risked Huacheng's misfortune and re-selected the flower god. After all, holy spirit water is very important. Once it is completely depleted, that flower city will also survive."

Ling Xian nodded slightly, expressing understanding of Hua Wanyu's distress, saying, "But you still don't understand what the so-called flower **** has so much ability to restore the Holy Spirit Spring."

Hearing the words, Hua Wan turned her face serious, carefully looked at Ling Xian, and then slowly spit out five words.

"Fifty years life."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Xian's brow frowned suddenly and he said, "Speak concretely."

"Specifically, it will make you spend 50 years of life with this flower, and then this flower will apply the strange energy absorbed to the Holy Spirit Spring to recover it from the depletion state."

Hua Wan's face was a little nervous, for fear of Lingxian's anger, she walked away.

If she changed to someone else, she would certainly not. But after witnessing his horror, even Yuezhou Liujie's combat power was easily suppressed, she had to be cautious.

Although she has not played against the evil spirits of Jiedan Polar Realm, she can feel that even if Ling Xian is not her own opponent, it is no problem to escape.

And if he did leave, she would cry nowhere to cry. After all, the nine-colored deity flower is not used casually, and has a long time limit.

"It turned out to be fifty years ..."

Ling Xian's brows are tightly locked, and life is the most important thing for a person. Even for Shou Yuan's long Xiuxian Realm, fifty years is not a small number.

Generally speaking, the gas refining period can live to one hundred years old, which is not much different from mortals, and the base period can live to two hundred years old.

By the end of the Dandan period, Shou Yuan had increased to 300 years. This number may sound a lot, but it seems that it is not enough for the realms that take decades to break through.

After all, not everyone is as perverted as Ling Xian, and can reach this state in decades.

Therefore, Shou Yuan is the most important thing for a monk.

Right now, Hua Wan's life span is about fifty years, and Ling Xian can still sit here, which is calm enough.

Because Shou Yuan is not so important to him. Don't forget, he has only practiced for more than thirty years, only one-tenth of his life.

At the moment, he is only one step away from Yuan Infancy. By that time, there will be a qualitative breakthrough in his life and become even longer.

Therefore, after a moment of groaning, he said, "I can promise this, but I need the Holy Water."

"No!"

Hua Wan rebuffed, saying: "The Holy Spirit Spring produces one drop every one hundred years. I am sorry I cannot agree to this condition."

"In this case, please forgive me." Ling Xian didn't panic, smiling slightly.

"My son, you are now a **** of flowers, second only to me in Huacheng."

Hua Wan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not just your status. Your rights are second only to me. You can mobilize all the elders in Huacheng. Isn't that enough?"

"Not enough, I'm only interested in the Holy Spirit Water." Ling Xian smiled slightly, a flower **** position, he still does not look in his eyes.

"In addition to being able to mobilize those elders, the treasure house of Huacheng will also be open to you, can you take away the treasure from it, isn't that enough?" Hua Wanyu Xiu frowned tighter.

"Not enough, I just want the Holy Spirit."

Lingxian raised his mouth, stretched out two fingers, and said, "And, I want two drops."

"you!"

Hua Wan started to shoot the case, and her face was a little unsightly. She thought that the status and rights of the **** of flowers had been enough for Ling Xian to agree.

But she never expected that Lingxian would ask for the Holy Spirit Water, and two drops in one opening!

You know, the foundation of Huacheng is this thing, and the Holy Spirit Spring will only drop a drop in one hundred years. How precious is this?

How about giving it to others?

"Why, does the owner of Huacheng intend to force me to promise by force?" Ling Xian said lightly, her expression still so calm, without the slightest movement.

Today, he is in the extreme state of Dandan, even though there is a gap compared to the Yuan Ying strong, but self-protection is always fine.

"Ugh…"

Seeing Ling Xian's fearlessness, Hua Wanyu thought about his terrifying combat power, and could not help but sigh and sat back on the chair.

She couldn't guarantee that Ling Xian could be captured. If he didn't take him down, it would not only lose the flower god, but also set up a terrible enemy for Huacheng.

Therefore, she sighed and said, "Is it necessary for the Holy Spirit to be water?"

"Nice, and it must be two drops, and one drop is not less."

Ling Xian's attitude is firm and tough, as if he is not facing a strong Yuanying, but a monk who is not as good as himself.

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