Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 548: Flower City

Three days after leaving Ao Xianzong, Ling Xian came to the famous flower city in Yuezhou. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

This city is one of the ten cities in Yuezhou. It is famous in Yuezhou for its various exotic flowers. It is said to have the most exotic flowers and is also 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 a drunk fairy. This means that when thousands of strange flowers bloom in full bloom, even if the gods come, they will be intoxicated.

So, when Ling Xian was on the road and heard that the feast of strange flowers was coming, he came to Huacheng.

In the illusion, although he has lived in Yuezhou for a long time, he has never been able to see him. Now, he happens to be catching up with the feast of strange flowers, how can he not come to enjoy the wonder of thousands of strange flowers blooming at the same time?

Anyway, he has been out for six years, and it's not bad for a day or two.

"It is said that on that day, thousands of strange flowers bloomed at the same time, really like a sea of ​​flowers, beautifully beautiful." Looking at the ancient city with full of voices in front, Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then took a big step. , Walked into the city.

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

On the street, apart from pedestrians and shops, there are only beautiful flowers left. Looking around, countless strange flowers sway in the wind, exuding bursts of rich fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The shops on both sides of the street actually sell not the common elixirs and magic weapons, but all kinds of exotic flowers and plants. At least half of them are like this, only a few shops sell normal things, and they can almost be said to be a swanky bird.

It is in sharp contrast with the crowded flower shops. It is enough to prove how high the status of flowers in this city is, and how much people love strange flowers and weeds.

"It deserves to be a country of flowers, and it is indeed a well-deserved name at first sight today. It is really amazing."

Ling Xian shook his head with a smile. In the illusion, he had only heard of the unique customs of Huacheng, and now he only caught a glimpse of it, which made him deeply feel that the rumors were not false.

This city is indeed strange. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

"Interesting, don't people in this city need to practice?" Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then randomly found a restaurant, planning to take a nap.

The menu made him more speechless.

It’s just because the dishes here are all made of strange flowers, and I haven’t even heard of it. It was a kind of wine called Baihuanang that made his eyes shine.

Without a second word, he asked for a pot of Baihua Stuffed Rice, and then began to drink it himself.

The taste of this wine made him quite satisfied.

"Yes, although I don't know what flowers are brewed from, but the mellow taste is really good."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, slowly savoring the fragrance of Baihua Stuffed.

And just as he was drinking, the conversations of the rest of the people in the restaurant also reached his ears verbatim.

"Have you heard? This time, the feast of exotic flowers is different than usual. It is said that a flower **** will be selected at the same time!"

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

"Yes, probably a thousand years ago, due to unknown reasons, the city lord at that time abandoned the position of the flower god. And set the rules, the flower city will never set up the flower god, why did you choose again this time? ?"

"Is the city lord his brain broken? How dare to overthrow that city lord's rules, what does he want to do?"

"Flower God..."

Grabbing this key word, Ling Xian frowned slightly. He had heard a lot about Huacheng, but he had never heard of it.

This made him interested and continued to listen.

"I don't know what the city lord thinks, but I can guarantee the authenticity of this news." "It is said that the flower **** is very important, and it is implicated in a secret, and even related to the foundation of the flower city. But when there is no flower Since God’s millennia, Huacheng has been calm and calm, and nothing major has happened."

"Can't guess, but I think that the city lord and her old man must have her reason for doing this."

"Yes, not to mention this kind of thing, it's not something that low-level monks like us can control, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Secret, foundation..."

Grabbing two key phrases again, Ling Xian's interest grew stronger. Intuition tells him that this time not only can he enjoy the wonders of the sea of ​​flowers, maybe there will be some surprises.

"That is, I don't care about the hidden meaning behind the flower god, what I care about is the appearance of the first flower **** in thousands of years!"

"Hey, I also care about this. It seems that you and I are the same people. It is said that the flower **** is selected by a strange flower, and the woman chosen by this strange flower is the most beautiful girl. ."

"This is true. I have seen a portrait of the Flower God thousands of years ago. It is truly a country and a beautiful city."

"Haha, beautiful is beautiful, it is simply stunning in the world. It is a pity that the flower **** will never get married, and no one will get it."

"I know, but it's good to have a look, hehe."

Listening to the conversation in his ears, Ling Xian raised the corners of his mouth and said: "Interesting, the flower **** who never gets married, an ancient city with a long heritage, what kind of secrets exist between the two?" /

Speaking, he dropped a few high-grade spirit stones casually, turned and went downstairs.

The Baihuajiao has been drunk, and I have heard what I should have heard, and it is meaningless to continue to stay. Therefore, he left the restaurant and found another inn.

After paying a few spirit stones, he moved into a relatively quiet room.

After that, he lay on the wooden bed, closed his eyes and rested while waiting for the arrival of the feast of exotic flowers.

Judging from the news he heard, the odd flower feast will be held in three days. And this feast is not the same as usual, there is an election of some flower god.

Both of these two things are more attractive to him. The former allows him to appreciate the beauty of the drunken fairy, while the latter satisfies his curiosity.

Just thinking about it, you know that there must be a secret. And he has always been more interested in the secrets of the world of cultivating immortals.

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

The so-called "Fantastic Flower Feast" is an event that Huacheng holds only once every ten years. On that day, the monks in the whole city would take out the wonderful flowers that they cultivated carefully, and let them bloom under the urging of the mysterious technique.

You must know that Huacheng is one of the ten cities with a very large population. Everyone takes out a flower, and you can imagine how many beautiful flowers there will be.

And with so many flowers blooming together, the grand occasion is really another name for the sea of ​​flowers.

That's it~IndoMTL.com~Time passed bit by bit, and three days passed quietly.

When the sun rose in that round, Ling Xian slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

"The time is up, it's time to experience the grand occasion of Huahai."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, a look of expectation gleamed in his star eyes. Then, he left the inn and came to the long street.

Immediately, his figure was drowned in the crowd.

No way, the odd flower feast is the only event in Huacheng, and everyone will participate. Even if you don't participate, you will come out to watch the excitement.

Moreover, there are also many people who come to watch it.

This made Ling Xian quite helpless, and he truly felt the meaning of the crowds.

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...(..)(Nine Immortals)