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Chapter 622: Seeking


After bidding farewell to Ruyu, Ling Xian cracked the void with his bare hands and rushed all the way towards Huacheng, intending to go to Hua Wanyu to ask for a drop of Holy Spirit Water.

He still remembered that when Ling Tianxiang came to save him ten years ago, he said a word.

Temporarily sober.

In other words, Ling Tianxiang only temporarily regained his sanity for some unknown reasons, and he was not completely out of the demon state.

And after turning into a demon himself, Ling Xian knew very well how cruel it was to be in a demon state.

He has no sense, only kills in his head, and is completely reduced to a killing machine.

Therefore, he had to get the Holy Spirit Water to let Ling Tianxiang return to normal.

It was the only thing he could do for her.

"Alas, two drops of Holy Spirit Water, one drop was given to the Ziyao Immortal Sword, allowing it to regain its divine power in the past.

A drop was given to the fairy bones, so that he could open up a way to survive and survive in a desperate situation. ” Ling Xian sighed softly, looked in the direction of Huacheng, and said to himself: "No matter what conditions Hua Wanyue proposes, I must get the Holy Spirit Water to let Tianxiang completely sober up from the state of entering the demon." ” As he spoke, his gaze turned determined.

Then he tore through the space with all his strength and rushed towards Huacheng.

It took him a full month to get to Huacheng.

This made Ling Xian miss the days of having Nine Heavenly Wings even more, and he missed the days of having mana even more.

And when he entered the flower city, he found that today happened to be the day to hold a feast of strange flowers.

This made the corners of his mouth show a faint smile, thinking of the funny story ten years ago, when he became the first male flower god ever.

After that, he followed the crowded flow of people and walked towards the center of the flower city.

Anyway, they had already come, so he simply admired the grand occasion of the sea of flowers, and then went to Hua Wanyu 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 on her face, he also met an acquaintance.

Yu Dance Sleeves.

I haven't seen her for ten years, and she is still so gorgeous and bright.

Like the Nine Heavens Fairy, she is otherworldly and peerless.

Every male cultivator present had blazing eyes, staring at Yu Wu's sleeves, his eyes full of longing.

"I didn't expect to see her here."

Ling Xian raised her eyebrows, her heart was like lightning, and she instantly guessed the purpose of her coming to Huacheng.

"I should have come for the position of the god of flowers, after all, the whole world thought I was dead, and it was reasonable to re-elect the god of flowers."

Looking at that fairy-like noble and holy woman, Ling Xian's eyes were filled with a little coldness, and he said, "I just want to ask you if you passed on the news." ” Ten years ago, when he learned that the key to ascension had spread throughout Yuezhou, the first object of suspicion was Yu Wusleeve.

Because she is qualified to know the key to ascension, and she is the one who most wants him dead.

In this way, Ling Xian did not suspect who she was suspicious of "It's better not you, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ling Xian muttered, and then hid in the crowd to avoid being seen by acquaintances.

At this moment, the flowers on the high platform spoke softly and announced the beginning of the feast of strange flowers.

"Now I announce that the once-in-a-decade feast of strange flowers has officially begun."

As the words fell, a majestic vitality emerged, enveloping the audience.

Suddenly, the strange flowers on everyone's hands bloomed one after another, forming a gorgeous and magnificent sea of flowers, attracting people's attention.

Even if Ling Xian had already seen it once, he couldn't help but be a little intoxicated.

After a while, hundreds of thousands of strange flowers withered one after another, representing the end of the feast.

After that, Hua Wanyue smiled faintly and said: "This is the end of the feast of strange flowers, and next, the selection of the flower god will be carried out." ” When the words fell, the scene, which was still lively and extraordinary, suddenly fell silent.

They all thought of the demon who became the god of flowers as a man ten years ago.

Hua Wanyu's beautiful eyes also flashed a hint of gloom, but Ling Xian was dead, and the position of the flower god had to be re-chosen.

Therefore, she took out the nine-colored god flower from the storage bag and prepared to choose the flower god.

"Sure enough, it's the god of flowers."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then withdrew his aura, focusing on hiding the aura of Dan Xin.

He didn't want to be watched again, although he guessed that the Seven Sects and Eighteen Sects already knew about his resurrection against the sky.

But there is no need to make a fuss, let the whole Yuezhou know.

After all, the key to ascension is still with him, and more is better than less.

And just after he took away his breath, Hua Wanyu pinched the strange seal method in his hand, urging the nine-colored god selection flower.

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Suddenly, a circle of nine-colored light rippled out, covering the entire scene.

The emphasis was on the friars in the room.

This made the eyes of those female cultivators become hot, but when they thought of the fairy on the high platform, the heat in their eyes suddenly dimmed.

As everyone knows, the flower gods of the past dynasties are extremely beautiful and peerless beauties.

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 ten years ago, when a man was elected god of flowers.

Looking at the entire Flower City, the most beautiful woman is undoubtedly Yu Wusleeve, and other women are undoubtedly much inferior to her.

So the nuns knew they had no hope.

Everyone present also knows that the position of the god of flowers is none other than Yu Wusleeve.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, when the halo lasted for a while, it shrouded Yu Wusleeve alone.

She is more and more beautiful, with a glamorous posture and a look of the city.

Suddenly, the eyes of those male cultivators became more and more intense.

However, there is only reverence in everyone's eyes, and there is no lust in the slightest.

It's just because Yu Wu's sleeves at this moment are like the Nine Heavens Fairy, pure and holy, noble and cold.

Any man who faces her will feel ashamed of himself and can't give birth to the slightest blasphemy.

Therefore, although those men's eyes were blazing, there was no greed and lust.

Yes, it's just respect and love, it's like looking at a noble and holy goddess.

This made Ling Xian smile and shake his head, he suddenly remembered that Yu Wusleeve was his slave.

If this group of people who worship her as a goddess know, the expression on her face doesn't know how wonderful it is.

"Interestingly, the noble goddess in your eyes is my slave, which no one could have dreamed of."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, then left the boiling square, turned around and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The god of flowers has been elected, 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 Wanyu.

With Ling Xian's current terrifying power, looking at the entire Flower City, except for Hua Wanyue, a powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Stage, no one would want to detect his aura.

Therefore, despite the heavy security of the City Lord's Mansion, he still easily entered Hua Wanyu's boudoir and waited quietly for her arrival.

Time passed bit by bit, and after about half an hour, Ling Xian heard a sound of small footsteps.

After that, a coquettish shout suddenly sounded, full of coldness and murderous intent.

"Who dares to trespass on the City Lord's Mansion" Hua Wanyu's pretty face was frosty, and when she raised her hand, it was a sword, and the sharp sword light pierced the sky, showing the edge of the world.

Just like an immortal shot, it has the power to break through the sky :