Chapter 622
After saying goodbye to Ruyu, Ling Xian split the void with his bare hands and rushed towards Huacheng all the way, intending to go to Hua Wanyue to ask for a drop of Holy Spirit Water. "i more and more complete"
He still remembered what Ling Tianxiang said ten years ago when he came to save him.
Temporarily awake.
In other words, Ling Tianxiang only temporarily recovered her sanity due to some unknown reasons, and did not completely escape the state of being in a state of enchantment.
And after transforming himself into a demon, Ling Xian knew very well how cruel the state of being in a demon was. There is no sanity, only killing is in his mind, and he is completely reduced to a killing machine.
Therefore, he had to get the Holy Spirit Water to make Ling Tianxiang return to normal.
It was the only thing he could do for her.
"Hey, two drops of Holy Spirit Water, one drop was given to the Zi Yao Immortal Sword, so that it could reproduce the divine power of the past. One drop was given to the Immortal Bone, so that I could make a way out of desperation."
Ling Xian sighed softly, looked at the direction of Huacheng, and said to himself: "No matter what conditions Hua Wanyue puts forward, I must get the Holy Spirit Water, so that Tianxiang can completely wake up from the state of being in a demon."
As he spoke, his eyes turned firm. Immediately tear the space with all his strength and rush towards Huacheng.
It took him a full month to arrive at Huacheng.
This made Ling Xian miss the days when he had Jiutianyi, and the days when he had magic power.
And when he entered the flower city, he discovered that today is the day to hold a feast of strange flowers. This brought a faint smile to the corner of his mouth, thinking of the funny thing about ten years ago when he became the first male flower god in history.
After that, he followed the crowd of people and walked towards the center of Huacheng.
He had already come anyway, so he simply admired the grand scene of the sea of flowers, and then went to Hua Wanyue to ask for the Holy Spirit Water.
And when he came to the center of the city, in addition to seeing Hua Wanyue with a gentle smile, he also saw an acquaintance.
Yu dance sleeves.
I haven't seen her for ten years, and she is still so elegant and bright. Like the Nine Heavens Fairy, she is extraordinary and has an unparalleled demeanor.
Every male cultivator present had glowing eyes, staring at Yu Wuxiu, his eyes full of longing.
"Unexpectedly,
To meet her here. "Ling Xian raised her brows, her heart turned like electricity, and she instantly guessed the purpose of her coming to Huacheng.
"It should be for the position of the flower god. After all, the whole world thinks that I am dead, and it makes sense to re-select the flower god."
Looking at the noble and holy woman like a fairy, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with a bit of coldness, and said, "Just to ask you, did you spread the news."
Ten years ago, when he knew that the key to ascension had spread throughout Yuezhou, the first object of suspicion was Yu Wuxiu. Because she is qualified to know the key to ascension, and she is also the one who wants him to die the most.
In this way, Ling Xian doesn't doubt who she suspects?
"It's better not you, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Ling Xian murmured, and then hid in the crowd to avoid being seen by acquaintances.
At this moment, Hua Wanyue on the high platform spoke softly, announcing the start of the feast of strange flowers.
"Now I announce that the once-in-a-decade feast of exotic flowers has officially begun."
The voice fell, and a majestic vitality emerged, covering the audience.
Suddenly, the strange flowers on everyone's hands bloomed one after another, forming a splendid sea of flowers, attracting people's attention.
Even if Ling Xian had seen it once, he couldn't help being a little intoxicated.
After about a while, hundreds of thousands of strange flowers withered one after another, representing the end of this feast.
Afterwards, Hua Wanyue smiled faintly and said, "This is the end of the feast of strange flowers. Next, let's go to the selection of flower gods."
The voice fell, and the lively scene just now fell silent.
They all thought of the evildoer who became a flower god as a man ten years ago.
Hua Wanyue's beautiful eyes also flashed a hint of sadness, but Ling Xian was dead, and the position of the flower god must be re-selected. Therefore, she took out the nine-color flower god from the storage bag and prepared to choose the flower god.
"It really is the flower god."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, and immediately suppressed his own breath, focusing on hiding the breath of Dan Xin.
He didn't want to be watched again, although he guessed that he had been resurrected against the sky by guessing that he had seven sects and eighteen sects. But there is no need to make a fuss and let the whole Yuezhou know.
After all, the key to ascension is still on him, and it is better to have less than one more thing.
And just after he restrained his breath, Hua Wanyue squeezed the strange seal, urging the nine-color selection of the gods.
Immediately, a circle of nine-colored halos rippled out, covering the entire scene. The key point was shrouded in the female monks in the field.
This made the eyes of those female cultivators become hot, but when he thought of the fairy on the high platform, the hotness in his eyes suddenly dimmed.
Everyone knows that the flower gods of all dynasties are extremely beautiful and beautiful. In other words, only the most beautiful woman in the field is eligible to be elected as the God of Flowers.
The only exception was when a man was elected as the God of Flowers ten years ago.
Looking at the entire Huacheng, the most beautiful woman is undoubtedly Yu Wuxiu. Compared with her, other women are undoubtedly much inferior.
Therefore, those nuns knew that they had no hope. Everyone present knew the position of the God of Flowers, none other than Yu Wuxiu.
As expected, when the halo lasted for a while, it enveloped Yu Wuxiu alone. Make her more and more beautiful, with the appearance of beauty and beauty, and the appearance of the city and the country.
Immediately, the eyes of those male cultivators became more and more fiery. However, in everyone's eyes there is only respect, not the slightest bit of obscenity.
Just because at this moment, Yu Wuxiu is like a nine-day fairy, pure and holy, noble and glamorous.
Any man would feel ashamed when confronted with her, and would not have the slightest blasphemy.
Therefore, although those men's eyes were blazing, they were not a little bit greedy and sinister. Some, just respect and love, like looking at a noble and holy goddess.
This made Ling Xian laughed and shook his head. He suddenly remembered that Yu Wuxiu was his own servant. If this group of people who regard her as a goddess knows, the expression on her face will not know how wonderful it is.
"Interesting, the noble goddess in your eyes is my servant. This is something no one can dream of."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, then left the boiling square, turned and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
The Goddess of Flowers has already been selected, and there is no point in continuing to stay. Therefore, he planned to go to the City Lord's Mansion first and wait for Hua Wanyue.
With Lingxian's current terrifying power, looking at the entire Huacheng, no one except Hua Wanyue, a powerhouse in the Nascent Soul period, would want to detect his breath.
Therefore, although the city lord's mansion was heavily guarded, he still easily entered Hua Wanyue's boudoir, quietly waiting for her arrival.
Time passed bit by bit, and after about half an hour, Ling Xian heard a burst of small footsteps.
After that, a tender shout suddenly sounded, full of coldness and killing intent.
"Who dares to trespass the City Lord's Mansion?"
Hua Wanyue's pretty face was frosty, and when she raised her hand, it was a sword, and the sharp sword light cut through the sky, showing her dazzling edge.
Like an immortal shot, it has the power to cut through the sky!
... (..)( Nine Immortals Figure )