The first pavilion master of the Anting Pavilion - Hua Xueyang, that is, the master of the current pavilion master Du Qingyu, since the death of the first pavilion master, the sea of flowers in the mountain behind the Kaixiao Pavilion has been lost for many years, thousands of colorful, but not as beautiful as in the past......

In the early morning, the flowers drink dew, the warm breeze blows the sea of flowers, the mirror is sweet and soaked in this sea of flowers, the eyes are soft and drooping, and the fragrance of flowers will warm the dreamland. The stream is clear and shallow, trickling through the mountains, and the clear water splashes and kisses Jing Li's cheek, awakening Jing Li's dream.

Jing Li's sleepy eyes are worried, like the fragrance of flowers last night, lingering in his mind, giving Jing Li a comfortable night. Jing Li carefully probed Senior Brother Yuwen beside him, but there was no figure at all, leaving only shallow body marks.

"Awake?" Yu Wenlin gnawed on the peach in his hand and stepped on the flower. Yu Wenlin raised his eyebrows, and handed over a peach dipped in dew. Jing Li took it, put the red heart to his mouth, and took a bite gently, as if kissing his lover's face gently.

"At the end of the sea of flowers, there is the water from the source of the Sea of Washing Hearts, you can go there to wash." Yu Wenlin pointed to the distance of the sea of flowers, although he couldn't see the clear spring flowing, but he could hear the sound of chirping water.

Jing Li patted off the delicate petals on his body, dressed in a strong robe, and smelled the sound of water. Now Jing Li finally understood why there was a fragrance of flowers on the Dusk Pavilion Lord, and it would naturally not be a strange thing to be wearing the aura of a hundred flowers after cultivating here for a long time. Jing Li found this source, the stream flew down from the top of the mountain, stirred up the splash and then slowly quieted, the clear spring stone flowed upstream, Jing Li took off his shoes, stepped into the stream barefoot, and a sad chill pierced his heart. At this time, Jing Li suddenly remembered what Yu Wenlin said to herself, "At the end of the sea of flowers, there is the water of the source of the sea of hearts", Jing Li resisted and ran to the shore with her feet like a duck, you must know that the water of the sea of hearts made her suffer a lot.

Jing Li half-squatted, pulled his sleeves, took off the mask on his face, and put a handful of water on his face with his hand. It must have been a sweet night's sleep that made Jing Li's mouth dry, and he picked up the sweet water and drank it into his throat, and the water flowed down Jing Li's throat, like a cold river flowing to Jing Li's meridians. "It's bone-chilling, but it's good to drink!" Jing Li wiped the corners of her mouth contentedly, picked up the mask and was about to turn away, when her sudden gaze was attracted by a phantom light. Jing Li approached the source step by step, there was a little bit of faint brilliance behind the hanging spring, Jing Li tilted his head to find out. The sound of the water rumbling and lapping, the white stream of flowers really made it impossible to see the secret behind the flow, so Jing Li took a deep breath and rushed into the water like a cow. Jing Li was wet by the spring water, and her hair was all drooping down in the water that rushed in, and the brightly colored feather clothes were all dull at this moment, like a fire that had been extinguished. Suddenly, a little bit of green fireflies illuminated the mirror's vision, and the mirror wiped his eyes, and it turned out that there was no cave after the spring. This cave is quiet and quiet, only teach those fireflies to light up a little dark, this wet cave is full of green vines, looking up is the green leaves, the vines have been hanging to the head of the person, Jing Li walked in it had to pick up these vines. The green vine was gradually lifted, Jing Li walked in front of a stone tablet, the stone tablet has been some years, mossy is all over, the gravel is falling, Jing Li approached and looked at the words on the stone tablet - the twilight of the pavilion master of the Anting Pavilion. Jing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, it turned out that this stone tablet was actually a cemetery. "Huh?" Jing Li seemed to notice something. "The tomb of the Pavilion Lord?"

Jing Li was confused by the sudden fright. The fireflies slowly gathered towards the stele, and only then could they see the remaining three words clearly through the faint light mirror - turning snow and yang. "Sins and sins, Jing Li has no intention of offending...... "Afraid of disturbing the soul in this tomb, Jing Li clasped his hands and bowed repeatedly." Squeak~" A mouse-like cry faintly reached Jing Li's ears. Jing Li broke out in a cold sweat, his pores protruded, his eyes widened, and he retreated step by step. At this time, a smooth tail was thrown out behind the stele, and the mirror was bold, and the meteor rushed up with his cuffs and grabbed the tail. "Whoa~" is actually a cyan fox, it is small and has clear eyes. Out of kindness, Jing Li put down this well-behaved little thing. The green fox squatted in front of Jing Li, and the two looked at each other for a long time, as if they had seen an old man who had not been seen for a long time. "What's your name, little one?" Jing Li stretched out her fingers to tease its chin, scratching its smooth fluff by the way. The little green fox stretched out its little fleshy paw, put it on the hand that Jing Li teased it, and slapped it down.

This green fox is very special, with blue light in its eyes, it does not give people a little charming, but thinks it is extremely cute. Jing Li hugged the fluffy little guy into his arms, and the green fox did not resist, and was very comfortable in Jing Li's arms, as if he had found a sense of belonging. The green fox spit out a small red tongue, and there was a ring in excellent condition on the tip of the tongue, and Jing Li gently took it down and put it in his hand. "Little one, this is?" Jing Li looked at the ring and couldn't figure out why. The green fox deftly jumped down from Jingli's arms and stepped on the moss stone step by step. Jing Li stretched out his hand and was about to chase after it, but the green fox stopped, looked back at Jing Li with a deep look, and disappeared behind the stele. Jing Li looked at the ring in his hand, this treasure ring is indeed peculiar, the ancient vine-like ring is staggered and coiled, and the ring is inlaid with a jade stone with colorful light, this light color changes, I only feel that there is this strange atmosphere in this ring.

In the pavilion of the Phoenix Feather Main Pavilion, Twilight Qingyu and the Pavilion Master were talking to Jing Li.

"How's this kid's ikebana?" The pavilion master took the jade cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I'm afraid it's not the result that the Pavilion Master wants." Twilight Qingyu's tone was filled with regret.

"The end of this child's flower path is ......" Before Du Qingyu finished speaking, the pavilion master put down the jade cup and said first, "The road of Huangquan, Manzhu Sawa ......"

"Pavilion Master......" Twilight Qingyu knew that it had touched the Pavilion Master's sore spot.

"That's it, the children of the mirror family will eventually go to this road......" This sound is lingering, and the meaning is deep.

"Pavilion master, what if this child is recognized by the sea of flowers?" Twilight rain brings a glimmer of hope.

The pavilion master's eyes lit up, and he said lightly, "Then this flower path will spread infinitely......

In the cave behind the spring, Jing Li's eyes were attached to the ring, trying to find out why, but this time, why did it look more and more like a pawnshop to appreciate treasures? Jing Li's little finger pointed at the brilliant gem at that moment, and in an instant, the gem on the ring shot out a brilliant light of the river man, this light was pure and pure, illuminating the cave, and Jing Li's consciousness in the halo was pulled into the gentle township.

"Yun He Mandala Hua? Manzhu Shahua, Bai Yuanhua, the same as the wind eggplant flower. Yun He Manzhu Sahua? Chituanhua. "A person recites in a dream in the mirror. A woman stands on the galaxy, the stars around her, the sun and the moon flowing, but the vast galaxy is trampled underfoot. Jing Li asked timidly, "Who are you?" ”

The woman's graceful posture is gentle and tactful, the green silk is like this starry river, and at the moment of her eyes, she only feels that this woman is beautiful, her eyes are as delicate and thorough as the moon in autumn water, and her smile is overwhelming. "I am the previous owner of this sea of flowers, and I am named Xueyang ......" This sentence is like a dew drop on the surface of the lake, causing slight ripples. Jing Li then matched her words with what she saw on the stele. "You...... Are you the Shore Pavilion Ancestor Pavilion? Jing Li was a little incoherent.

The woman brushed her sleeves in the air, with a smile on her mouth, and at the moment when she raised her sleeves, the flowers fell and bloomed all over the sky, and the stars in the sky danced with the flowers and rain in an instant. The woman's feet slowly unfolded a blood-red patch, the petals of these flowers inverted-lanceolate, covered with dark brown membranous scales. "Like or fear?" The woman asked, holding one up. Jing Li was silent, but the woman tasted some meaning in her eyes.

"This flower blooms on the road of the Yellow Springs, and on that road it accompanies me on the last journey, and the world fears it, and loathes it, they think that this flower is a bad omen, but it is not, but these people are afraid in their hearts of the end of the world, death." The woman's words seem to have exhausted the world, and that calm smile can only be possessed by finishing this world......

"This flower will recognize the Lord with you, whether you accept it or not, it will represent that you are extraordinary in this life!" This tone is so determined, as if the woman has already seen the future of Jingli.

"You mean, this flower will confess to me?" Jing Li asked.

"This flower has been bleeding for thousands of years, and everyone in the world says it is a disaster, but how can they understand that the cycle of life and death is irreversible." The woman looked up at the stars above her head, the moonlight set off her beauty, and the flowers on the other side became so beautiful under her feet.

"This flower ring was worn by me before I was born, and I will hand it over to you in the future, and you will be the owner of this sea of flowers from now on......" The woman took Jing Li's hand and put the flower ring on Jing Li.

"Back then, Huang Yu Jiucai rescued the common people, but attracted the two armies to encircle and suppress Huang Yu Mountain, Jiu Cai slaughtered the villains in the two armies, how do you want to anger the monarchs of the two countries in power, the two armies pressed Huang Yu Mountain, in order to protect the ancestral industry of Huang Yu ......" The woman's words stopped abruptly, and she said solemnly with tears "Although there are tens of millions of people, my generation is ......"

"As their master, our Nine Great Pavilion Masters came to the battlefield in person, and shook the army with the strength of nine people, fighting to the end, and there was no blood......" said here, Hua Xueyang smiled bitterly a few times.

"Girl, the source of ten thousand flowers, lies in recognizing death as life...... this sentence is long, leisurely on this starry sky, the woman flicked her sleeves and pushed Jing Li into the distance, Jing Li's mind flipped and blurred, and she lost consciousness.

"Poof!" A bright splash of water exploded, but Jing Li woke up and was already submerged in the water. The sunlight enters the water, smoothing out all the noise in the world, the flower ring in Jing Li's hand bursts out with strong light, the wind gathers in the sky above the sea of flowers, full of jade petals, all over the place, rolled up by the wind, becomes a petal streamer, flying into the water. "Bang!" The petals rotate around Jing Li's body, and the strange light of the flower ring in his hand resonates closely with the petals, and the bright red flower totem of the other side is printed on the back of Jing Li's left hand.

"Calling thousands of flowers in my name, recognizing the Lord in the mirror ......"

Jing Li sank in the water, and it seemed that at that moment, she understood Hua Xueyang's words.

"Girl, the source of ten thousand flowers, lies in recognizing death for life......"