The pupils of his eyes are already as black as ink, but there is a trace of a young man's unique brilliance, with the continuous use of this trace of demon god source power, Xiu Ling also found that he has been able to control his own eyes a little.

The dark pupils looked at the sea of flowers in front of him, and the invisible spiritual power was constantly consumed, but the world in front of him was finally a little different.

At this moment, in the eyes of the cultivator, the sea of flowers in front of him was no longer so beautiful and amazing, on the contrary, a dark and uncomfortable trace of purple-black aura flashed in front of the cultivator's eyes.

Glancing at the ground unintentionally, the cultivator suddenly "chuckled" in his heart, and saw a piece of white bones neatly arranged underground, "This is—the cemetery?"

The cultivator who whispered slowly shook his head, "No, this... Why are there so many corpses!?"

Looking around, the cultivator found that not only was this the land under his feet, but the entire sea of flowers was covered with white bones, and it was simply a large mass grave.

A breeze accompanied by the fragrance of flowers caressed Xiuling's face, but Xiuling did not have the warm and fragrant feeling at the beginning, and he only felt that goosebumps were about to rise.

Looking at the dimmer and fainter sun in the sky, the cultivator's little hand clenched.

"You must go out before the sun goes down completely, this sea of flowers is too weird, where is the exit?"

The purple-black aura in front of him was slowly fluttering, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, it was all gathering somewhere in the sea of flowers, and the cultivator who had been observing it soon discovered this with the blessing of his own demon god source power.

Without the slightest hesitation, the spiritual cultivator rushed to the place where the spiritual energy was gathered......

At the entrance of the flower sea, several monks in military uniforms held weapons on the handles, and a monk with a messy stubble yawned, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, looked at the three monks beside him, and said slowly: "You say, why is this academy sealing this flower sea so tightly? Soon the enchantment was arranged, and someone had to be sent to guard it."

"It is said that there is a big taboo inside, haven't you heard? Last time, it was said that an elder-level academy senior never came out after entering, and it was rumored that he had been buried in it. The other monk lowered his head and whispered to a few people.

"Ah, elder-level, doesn't that have to be a cultivator of the Spirit Silence Realm? If you say no, it's gone?" The monk with a lot of stubble looked surprised, obviously not knowing about it.

"What do you know, this sea of flowers is said to have been left by a powerhouse of the Spirit Lord Realm, and it is not a matter of being able to bury an elder of the Spirit Silence Realm. The monk who had just explained said again.

"Hiss-Spirit Lord Realm, if I can reach the Creation Realm one day, thank God, Spirit Masters are all famous and famous people, so do you know who that Spirit Master is?"

"This is a strange place, no one knows which spirit master made this sea of flowers, it seems that the traces have been forcibly erased..."

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While a few people were talking, the spiritual cultivators in the forbidden place in their mouths had already come to the place where the spiritual energy gathered.

Looking at a flower bush that didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary in front of him, Xiu Ling slowly squatted down, "The sun and the moon gather, yin and yang are harmonized, and it is precisely because of this that there will be a trace of demand for spiritual power, then this should be the exit." ”

The formless and colorless spiritual power in the body gushed out and converged into the flowers in front of him, and suddenly, a burst of light suddenly enveloped the cultivation spirit, and the person disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when the cultivator disappeared from this sea of flowers, in a simple thatched house, the white-haired old man known as Ying Lao suddenly sat up from the wooden chair, and his cloudy old eyes gradually smeared with a look of surprise and worry.

"Is it really your power? It's just that there is a different feeling, ...... nothing?"

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Several monks at the exit outside the flower were still chattering quietly, and suddenly, the enchantment around them fluctuated, and several people suddenly clenched the weapons in their hands and looked at the enchantment nervously.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, but this barrier won't be so easy to break, don't worry-"

The few monks who were still talking only heard a "bang", and a figure suddenly broke through the barrier and rushed out.

One of the monks was directly frightened and crushed the distress token in his hand, and several of them were also looking at the figure slowly descending in front of them, very nervous.

The figure in front of me finally gradually appeared in the field of vision, and I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy appear in front of several people, and a pair of clear big eyes were looking at several people curiously.

After several monks who were still nervous just now saw the person in front of them clearly, they were a little dumbfounded, "This is a certain rejuvenated master", this thought slowly sounded in the hearts of several people.

"May I ask a few uncles, where is this?"

The brief silence was broken by the innocent voice of the young man in front of him, "Uncle?" a monk muttered in his heart a little speechlessly.

"Little guy, how did you suddenly rush out of this enchantment?" Although looking at the harmless young man in front of him, the hanging hearts of several people relaxed slightly, but when they thought of the scene where the cultivator had just rushed out of the enchantment, he still couldn't calm down, and the monk with a lot of stubble asked.

Scratching his head a little embarrassedly, Xiu Ling smiled shyly, "This, I don't know, suddenly came out." "Although there may be some way." ”

"Suddenly it came out, who are you bluffing?" Monk Stubble looked at Xiu Ling with a look of disbelief, but looking at Xiu Ling's expression, it didn't look like he was lying.

"Then how did you get into this sea of flowers?!"

"This, I don't know anymore, I will be in the sea of flowers as soon as I come back to my senses, and I don't want to go in. ”

Looking at the young man in front of them, several people felt that things were very strange, at the moment, the captain seemed to be the leader of the team One looked at the cultivation spirit, and slowly said, "Little guy, although what you said may be true, but no matter what, this is also a forbidden place in our academy, you have violated the rules of the academy by trespassing on the forbidden place, so let's go with us!"

"Violated the rules of the academy? I didn't do anything. ”

"Entering the forbidden land without permission is a violation of the regulations, Zhao Fang, take him down and take him back to the Law Enforcement Hall. ”

The stubble monk grinned, obviously, he was Zhao Fang in the captain's mouth, "Okay!"

Answering the leader, the stubble monk known as Zhao Fang turned to the cultivator, "Little guy, come with us, don't worry, as long as what you say is true, the academy will not embarrass you." ”

Looking at the stubble monk in front of him who was grinning and looking at him, Xiu Ling shook his head, "I still have important things to do, I may not have time to go to you now, if you believe me, when my affairs are done, I will definitely come back and go to the Law Enforcement Hall with you." ”

"Are you taking us for fools?

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