Zi Xi couldn't remember where Happy Valley was at all, and she couldn't remember how she got to Zhu Ziguo. Zixiu's grandmother recalled that she found Zi Xi on a street corner in the county seat, when she was curled up on the ground, her skin was black and purple, her hair was covered with large blood scabs and dirt, and her whole body exuded a foul smell, as if she had been dead for a long time;

Zi Xiu said that he didn't expect Zi Xi not only to survive, but also to be quickly fed very strong by coarse tea and light rice, and he was self-taught in fighting, and he subdued all the big and small splashes on the streets of the county. Everyone said that the demon who didn't know where it came from, is so powerful!

Later, an old immortal who claimed to be surnamed Nian also rode a big immortal crane to find Zixi, and after looking at it, he said, "It's a pity that there is no spiritual root", and flew away.

"Surname?" Long Lin thought of Nian Qiuli. The cultivation gate valve in the Fengqi Continent is very limited, and there are no two surnames. He suddenly had a great curiosity about Happy Valley and wanted to go and find out.

Only Yi Xinliu has a way to do this. After she sniffed the breath of the Emperor Xiu flower that Long Lin extracted from the sea of knowledge, she remembered it for a while, and turned into a simple-looking, yellow-skinned woman, ready to follow the fragrance of the flower all the way.

Considering that he didn't know how far he had to walk, and that it was a bit hard to be invisible all the way, Long Lin also turned into a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a gentle temperament, which was not easy to attract attention and would not cause disgust. He followed Yi Xinliu after he released her from the small world.

Starting from the ancient stone bridge, almost all the routes of the ox carts pass through densely populated streets, the smell is mixed, the turbidity is heavy, and the smell of the emperor's flowers is almost indistinguishable. Yi Xinliu walked and stopped, and it took almost two months to track down a stretch of mountains. The clouds here are deep and foggy, the mountains are rugged, and the aura is slightly thicker than other places.

The mountains are full of green bamboos, green trees and verdant vines, cascading and draping, as if the stream, flowing clouds, and sunlight are all dyed into light green, which is refreshing and refreshing. This place seems to be suitable for habitation and farming, but there are no people, and there are very few birds and beasts. Yi Xinliu pointed to a wisp of light mist that fluttered by, and said, "There is a prohibition here, but it is very weak. ”

It is indeed very weak, and even the average Terran woodcutter may not be able to block the outside. However, after entering the mountain, the white bones of humans and beasts can be seen from time to time, and they are endless. It seems that this prohibition is not primarily for the purpose of isolation, but for the entrant to get lost in it. Although the sound of the water in the swaying fence is clear, such as the sound of the ring, the scenery along the way is extremely beautiful, but the more you go, the more you feel sad and cold.

Yi Xinliu said that the smell of Dixiu flowers here is obvious, but I don't know where it is.

At dusk, there was a sudden sound of flute, which was actually a court piece of court music in the Great Chu Kingdom where Long Lin was a child: Qi Ao. This song was originally elegant and spacious, such as flowers covering the thatched eaves, empty mountains and new rain, but at this time it was interpreted by the flute to be extremely sad and sad, like the ice spring is cold, the cold pool is drunk at night, and there are thousands of kinds of sorrow lingering.

The sound of the flute turns back and forth, sometimes ethereal and deep, sometimes clear and bright, far and near, and I don't know where it comes from.

"It's a sad and frustrated person. Long Lin listened silently for a while and said.

Yi Xinliu doesn't understand the rhythm of music, but she is extremely sensitive to all kinds of breaths. She was not disturbed by the sound of music, but only cared about carefully identifying the deepest part of the fragrance of Dixiu flowers, zigzagged over several mountains, and suddenly pointed to a back figure and said, "Master, the piper is over there." ”

I saw a woman in a silk skirt standing on the bamboo sea for thousands of miles, playing the flute. This back is slender and tall, déjà vu, and the clothes flutter on the tips of the green bamboo leaves of the gentle undulating Haohao soup, as if standing on the top of the blue sea waves. A white flute as bright as the moon sits across the setting sun, reflecting a faint crimson.

"This jade flute is really beautiful, and the sound is strangely good. Yi Xinliu admired.

"No, this is made of demon beast spirit bones, not white jade. Long Lin said, paused and felt it, "It seems to be part of the wing bones of the Great Ying Sea Kunpeng." ”

"Ahh

At the end of the song, the woman turned her face.

Nian Qiuli! Long Lin was so startled that he almost shouted.

Her plain appearance looks much younger than her dress in the pearl crown of Dayinghai, and it seems to be more suitable for her appearance and temperament. The bone flute lay diagonally on the chest, and without the reflection of the setting sun, it shimmered with a faint blue light. Her divine sense swept quickly over Long Lin and Yi Xinliu, her eyebrows raised, and she drank, "Where did you come from?

He didn't use any spiritual power, but naturally there was a strong coercion from top to bottom. Although she asked Yi Xinliu, her eyes were indeed Longlin, and this mortal who looked as simple as the weeds by the stream and as ordinary as the pebbles in the river gave her an indescribable sense of strangeness. The other party looked completely mortal, but how could a mortal not turn into powder under her coercion?

"Xinghe Hall walks Zhou Mengchuan. Long Lin said casually. Along the way, he had learned as much as possible about the situation of the Xinghe Palace from Zou Youju, including details that ordinary people would never care about, such as how much rouge gouache the Xinghe Palace purchased in a year. Zou Youju was able to answer some of the questions, some were unknown, and many of them were completely unaware, and he said that there were twin brothers in the twelve walks of the Xinghe Palace, named Zhou Xinghe and Zhou Mengchuan. The former is the most famous killing god in the Star River Temple, although he is not ostentatious, but he is famous, while the latter never shows his true face and does not participate in any fights and killings, which is very mysterious. Long Lin mixed this person, just right. With Zhou Mengchuan's status, he could not answer anyone's questions except Mu Qingyao. Although he didn't expect Nian Qiuli to appear here in advance, he guessed that it would not be a chance encounter, and there should be some connection between Nian Jia and Xinghe Palace.

Sure enough, Nian Qiuli's complexion changed greatly, and the evil aura in his eyes was swept away, and he became suspicious. She floated gently from the top of the bamboo sea, a foot away from Long Lin and Yi Xinliu, and asked, "What is the evidence?"

Long Lin stretched out his right palm to her, and the palm suddenly lit up, so bright that it could blind a Yuanying monk, but Nian Qiuli still saw the emblem of the Star River Hall that flashed in the bright light. This emblem is brighter than the average messenger of the Star River Palace, and the clarity is naturally not enough, but Long Lin can only simulate it to this extent.

Nian Qiuli did not have the slightest doubt. Due to the special practice of cultivation, she spent a longer period of time in retreat than ordinary monks, and she was not very familiar with all the tricks of the world, such as flies and dogs, stealing beams and changing pillars, and so on. In other words, she is a person who lacks the talent to cook and manage mundane affairs. Before the merman Wang He Luo was put into the underwater cage by her, he had been managing the huge family business for Yun Shuihan, and he was deeply relied on by Yun Shuihan. In her opinion, with He Luo's identity, he is willing to be a concubine, and there must be ulterior motives and secrets. I didn't expect that it was easy to pull out a hateful flesh thorn, and an even more powerful eye stud... Her mind was so corrupt that she didn't care about anything else, and she didn't think much about the brightness of the emblem.

Long Lin saw her expression, then bowed his head and saluted him respectfully: "His Royal Highness Xinghe Fengqi Yin Yang Sect Nian Qiuli pays a visit to Lord Walking. ”

Yi Xinliu beat the drum in his heart: This is okay? Long Lin was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that the power of the Xinghe Hall would be so big, extending to the Fengqi Continent, and the Xiuzhen Gate Valve where Nian Qiuli was located had become its vassal sect, not as simple as colluding with each other as he imagined.

Fortunately, Nian Qiuli has lived in people for a long time, and he is not used to doing any reception work, and he lacks due vigilance, so he just asked a little stiffly about the purpose of the trip of "Zhou Walking", Long Lin raised his face and replied with a pity: "Let's go, take a look." ”

"Please come with me. Nian Qiuli bowed quite respectfully, then turned around and floated, inserted the bone flute in the back of his neck, and made countless complicated magic seals with both hands, only to see the clouds open and the fog dispersed, and a huge round arch-shaped large array suddenly flashed in front of him, as if it was built with countless bamboo fences more than 100 zhang long, and a piece of transparent tender green "bamboo leaves" were clearly veined and densely interspersed; Nian Qiu Li Yao to the center of the imaginary whirlpool, reciting the formula, only to hear a boom, the whirlpool paused, cracked a circular hole, and the breath of the emperor Xiuhua curled out, which was intoxicating.

After passing through the gate, Long Lin and Yi Xinliu came to an amazingly large valley, where there were no other species of plants except for the dazzling Dixiu flowers and tens of thousands of green bamboos in the mountains. The flowers of the emperor are blooming brilliantly, like a golden ocean. Long Lin noticed that the Dixiu flowers in this place were smaller, far less fat than those in the Badlands, and not as good as those on the shore of the Sanfen Lake, but they were extremely numerous. There are many people working in the flower fields, and from the breath, the realm is not low. The most striking thing is not these monks, but a huge "bamboo", standing in the middle of the valley, towering into the "clouds", with no top visible, like an umbrella handle, supporting the formation that envelops the entire valley. The giant bamboo joints are distinct, the whole body is oily, and the green is a little crazy.