The three of them wandered around like this, and found that this place was really a huge treasure house, and all kinds of materials that were very rare and rare in the underworld could be found everywhere here.

You must know that the three of them have been delayed all the way, in fact, they have not gone too deep, and looking at the gate of this underworld, the area is vast, I don't know how much space there is, if they go deeper, will there be more precious, rare treasures in the world?

It's just that, even if there is, it is estimated that Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli don't know each other, although the two have been in the underworld for more than a year, they have actually been on the move, and the so-called knowledge cannot be compared with Xiaoyao Xian at all.

After all, the latter wandered around in the underworld, and he had been in and out of any forbidden land, so he was naturally well-informed, and many good things he saw on the way were the first to be told by Xiaoyao Xian, and then Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli also followed to pick them together.

However, after seeing too many good things, Xiaoyao Xian gradually became calm, and he would no longer stay in place for a long time like picking human corpse fruits before, picking hundreds of them, but when he saw something good, he went to collect some, and he didn't stay much, so he left directly.

After flying for a while, I found out of the forest, and saw a wide road lying on the ground, apparently paved by hand.

"Was there anyone here before?" The three of them landed on the road, which was a simple black-brown dirt road, but it was very smooth and tight.

"What the hell is this place?" Zhou Qingli looked around, and really couldn't understand what kind of world was inside the gate of this underworld.

The three of them observed their surroundings as they walked along the road.

After walking for a while, a large hazy white mist suddenly filled the eyes.

The three of them immediately looked at each other, vigilant.

The white mist quickly wrapped the three of them, and when they looked back, they saw that the back road had disappeared, but the road in front of them was clear and distinct, obviously there was no back road, only the way forward.

The three of them could only continue to walk forward, and after walking for a while, a large patch of bright red flowers suddenly appeared in front of them.

This flower, red as blood, petals as slender as claws, extremely bright, they grow in patches, become a sea of flowers.

"The flower of the other side." Zhou Qingli looked at this sea of flowers and said the name of this flower.

The Flower of the Other Side is famous, and in addition to that, it is also known as the Manju Sawa and the Flower of Hell.

It is said that this flower grows in hell and represents the death of depravity.

Its floral fragrance has the power to evoke memories of the deceased and entice people to indulge in it, eventually becoming the nourishment of Manju Sawa until they are drunk.

Legend has it that Manzhu Sawa only grows on the other side of the Santu River, which is the only scenery on the road to the Yellow Springs.

If this is the case, then the underworld outside is really the underworld? What is in this gate of the underworld?

The three of them obviously thought about this problem, but they didn't have time to think about it at this time, and after only reminding them, the three of them continued to walk along the road.

A breeze blew, the bright red Manzhu Sawa swayed slightly, and the three of them smelled a fragrance of flowers for the first time, and suddenly, they felt confused, but soon, Song Jianqiu woke up, and then saw that Xiaoyaoxian and Zhou Qingli were both lost, and hurriedly reached out to grab the two of them, and then recited the scriptures in their mouths.

Hearing the sound of chanting, Xiaoyao Xian and Zhou Qingli's eyes suddenly cleared, and they glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of secret dangers.

Zhou Qing didn't have to say anything about the low realm, but Xiaoyao Immortal didn't expect that even he almost caught the Tao, this Manzhu Sahua really deserved to be the flower of hell.

The two of them were silent, only listening to the scriptures, and under the traction of Song Jianqiu, they went all the way forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but the road ahead was always shrouded in a white mist, hazy, and I didn't know the end.

Are they trapped here?

Song Jianqiu frowned slightly, when they were in mid-air before, they didn't see Manzhu Sawa here, they only saw a road extending into the distance, so the three of them landed to see the situation.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I walked here, I stepped into the range of Manzhu Sahua, and when I wanted to leave, it was already too late.

"Perhaps, we need to find the mandalahua?" Xiaoyaoxian, who had not spoken before, put forward his own suggestions.

The mandala flower is also called the flower of the other side, but unlike the manju sawa, the mandala flower is holy white, even if it is also the flower of death, the manju sawa represents the fallen death, and the mandala hua is the new life of death.

These can be said to be two completely opposite flowers.

Mandala Hua can guide the way, and it is said that it grows only in heaven, but in Manju Sawa there will also be mandala Hua.

This mandala flower will be the only one in this sea of manju sawa flowers, and if you find it, you can dispel the fog and leave here.

Of course, this is a legend, but since there is really a sea of Manju Sawa flowers here, it also means that the legend should be true.

However, if you want to find the mandala, you will inevitably need to deviate from the path and enter the sea of flowers, which will also lead to a great increase in danger.

The only thing that is fortunate is that the scriptures recited by Song Jianqiu can alert their minds, so that the three of them will not be confused by the fragrance of Manzhu Sahua's flowers, in this case, she naturally cannot leave Xiaoyaoxian and Zhou Qingli, so the three of them can only deviate from the dirt road together and walk into the sea of flowers.

Standing on the road, a piece of blood red is imprinted in the eyes, like a sea of blood, and when you are in the middle of it, the fragrance of flowers fills the nose, undulating, like a sea of blood churning, almost want to make people sleep in it, do not want to get up.

Song Jianqiu's face was solemn, and the scriptures in his mouth were endless, so that the three of them could stay sober.

She stood in the middle, holding the hands of Xiaoyao Xian and Zhou Qingli left and right, walking through the sea of flowers, searching around.

The sea of flowers is swaying, but you can see the dense flower stems, people lying on the ground, their bodies covered by Manzhu Sawa , only when the breeze blows, and the flower stems occasionally lie low, can they steal their appearance.

The people I saw were all serene, sleeping in them, as if they were dreaming some kind of sweet dream, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and they did not move.

The roots of the flowers on the other side are rooted in the bodies of these people, drawing nourishment from them, according to the order of indulging in the sea of flowers, some people are still in the appearance, and some people have gradually thinned and become transparent, I believe that it will not be long before they disappear silently.

This kind of bloodless, quiet and peaceful, silent way of killing people is even more creepy.

The three of them carefully avoided these sleeping people in the sea of flowers, but after searching for a long time, they still did not see the figure of Mandala Hua, but after deviating from the dirt road, they went deeper and deeper into the sea of flowers, and if they wanted to go back, it was impossible.

Looking around, there was an endless sea of blood-colored flowers, between the ups and downs, like waves, the three of them were in the middle, and suddenly felt a sense of insignificance.

The three of them knew that there was no way out at this time, either they could find Mandala Hua and leave here, or they could only be trapped here forever.

The sound of Song Jianqiu continued, and the three of them walked in all directions, and the six pairs of eyes always paid attention to the undulating flower waves around them.

In this complex environment, surrounded by the magical floral fragrance of Manzhu Sahua, she didn't dare to use the sniffing method, otherwise a large amount of floral fragrance poured in, and I am afraid that no matter how much she chanted, it would not be useful.

As for the other methods, they don't work here.

The breeze ruffled the long hair, and Song Jianqiu's eyes swept across the undulating waves of flowers, and suddenly, a little snow white in the bright red flashed away in his sight.

She was overjoyed in her heart, and pulled Xiaoyao Xian and Zhou Qingli in that direction.

Sensing Song Jianqiu's excitement, the latter and the two also moved in their hearts, guessing that Song Jianqiu should have seen something.

The two did not resist, but only followed Song Jianqiu over, and when they got closer, they saw a strange flower exactly like Manzhu Sahua, hidden among many flowers.

Its appearance is exactly the same as that of Manju Sahua, but the color is as white as snow, and it looks very conspicuous in a patch of red.

Of course, this so-called conspicuousness can only be seen at close range, and if it is far away, in a patch of red, it is completely inconspicuous at all.

That's why it's so hard to find.

But even so, now that I have finally found a little bit of white in this bright red, I am very happy.

Song Jianqiu's mouth couldn't stop the scriptures, so he could only let Xiaoyao Immortal pick the flowers, but after the latter saw the flowers, he didn't do it immediately, but said: "This mandala flower must have the roots wrapped in the soil of the extreme yin to survive, if not, if we pick it like this, after a while, it will wither." ”

Obviously, since this mandala hua has been found, it is natural to find a way to keep it and survive, otherwise it will only be a pity to use it once.

Song Jianqiu also understands this, but at a time like this, where to find the land of extreme yin? But her heart moved, and she soon remembered that in her Jinxia shawl, there was actually a soil of extreme yin, and it was the Taiyin soil brought from the yang world.

This soil was bought at the market when I went to Zhengyi, because it was not easy to put at home, so it was always placed in the space of Jinxia shawl, and later Song Jianqiu came to the underworld, and this thing naturally followed.

Now that I think of this, I can naturally use it.

She first took out the fish tank where the red carp lived, and there was a lot of water in it, and then poured it into the red gourd of Xiaoyao Xian, leaving only a little at the bottom, and then took out the Taiyin soil and put it into the fish tank, so that the soil and flower pots were there.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao Xian dug out the mandala flower and transplanted it into the fish tank.

The water soaked in the red carp is full of vitality, and after absorbing the Taiyin soil, the mandala flower is planted on it, and after it is absorbed, it takes root in the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white flowers grow even more snow-white, and there is a faint white light.

With the mandala in hand, the three of them spread out in a radiance, which is the guiding light, and now they only need to follow this guiding light, and they can leave here.

(End of chapter)