This? A person accompanied Liuyun's body and landed on the side of Jing Li on tiptoe.

Jing Li finally saw the figure clearly this time, and it turned out to be Senior Brother Yuwen. She looked at it, but Senior Brother Yuwen was holding the freshly picked flowers in his hands, and there were a few gorgeous flower branches in his ears. Jing Li covered her mouth and sneered lightly: "Senior Brother Yuwen, you still like to pick flowers as a man?" ”

As soon as Yuwen heard this, his ears turned red, and he raised the bouquet in his hand and smashed it on Jing Li's head, "Big men can't pick flowers?" Zhou officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps! ”

"Set fires, light lights?" Jing Li pressed his fingers on his lips to read the meaning carefully, obviously Senior Brother Yuwen was angry and the words did not reach his meaning.

"By the way, how did you get in? Only the senior disciples of the Shore Pavilion can come in here, didn't you climb up? Yu Wenlin frowned, holding his chin and guessing.

"The Pavilion Master brought me in." Jing Li said as he looked around at the flowers on the side.

"Sure enough, the relationship with our pavilion master is not ordinary." Yu Wenlin is serious nonsense.

"Oh, it's really a one-sided relationship." Jing Li said as she squatted down to observe the flowers at her feet. grabbed Yuwenlin's cuffs with one hand, pulled him down forcefully and asked, "Senior Brother Yuwen, these flowers don't seem to bloom in the same season, why are they all blooming together?" ”

Yu Wenlin now has a place to show, he said with his hand to say, "Here is called the Four Seasons Flower Language Hall, on a towering mountain plain, it is said that there were no flowers in the world a long time ago, a flower god with deep magic came to this mountain, sighed that the vast world is not a little showy, so he sprinkled a flower planted here, the remaining flowers drifted to the four directions with the wind, after the death of the flower god, she was buried here, since then the soil here has become able to grow flowers in different seasons, no matter what, as long as it is a flower, it will bloom in this place, Later, someone built this temple here to worship the flower god's gorgeous stroke on the world. ”

Whenever Jing Li gave a speech to Yu Wenlin, he would slap Hache's big mouth with his hand. Yu Wenlin saw that Jing Li was not interested in this legend, so he changed Jing Li's appetite and said excitedly: "These four o'clock flower language hall is trained by people," Yu Wenlin poked his heart with his finger. Jing Li was really not interested in this so-called legend and cultivation, so he simply carried it headlong under a colorful peach blossom tree, and the peach blossom burned red Jing Li's face. Yu Wenlin took the trouble to lean against the trunk of the tree, and said solemnly to Jing Li's upturned face, "Do you know why the master has the fragrance of flowers?" ”

Jing Li was suddenly hung up and his appetite was raised, and the streamer in his eyes was looking forward to Yu Wenlin continuing to speak. Yu Wenlin turned around and pointed to the tall pavilion in the center of the sea of flowers, the ancient building was slender in shape, only a narrow corridor led to the top, and the entire sea of flowers could be seen from the height of the pavilion. Yu Wenlin glanced at Ling Li and said, "She is recognized by this sea of flowers." ”

"Confessing the Lord?" Jing Li looked at the pavilion that only had an ornamental function, and couldn't think of what the flowers recognized as the owner?

"The flowers here are alive and spiritual, and they will only recognize everyone who is in harmony with them." Yu Wenlin picked the flower he recognized as the Lord, a fiery red cockscomb. Jing Li's eyes widened, and at first he nodded with a little respect, and then he couldn't help it, and laughed under the peach tree. "Hahahaha, cockscomb!"

Yu Wenlin held his forehead with his hand, shook his head slightly, and said after expressing a little helplessness, "What the master recognizes is the fragrant spirit grass, and although mine is the cockscomb flower, both flowers are spiritual objects, which are of great help to the cultivation of the body." Jing Li stopped smiling, and there was a slight disdain on her reddened cheeks.

Four Seasons Flower Language Hall, built in a plain in the east mountain of Huangyu, the flowers here are strange, each flower represents its meaning, or waiting, or sincere, or pure, and everyone who comes here, the sea of flowers will naturally begin to arrange, they will be according to your heart, arrange a flower road to the central pavilion, climb the pavilion you can see this flower path, they represent the future of your spiritual changes. Jing Li walked to a flower, touched its petals with a low hand, and suddenly a gorgeous streamer crossed the sky, a rain of flowers full of trees was sprinkled one after another, and the flowers gradually became charming.

Yu Wenlin took Jing Li's hand and flew to the central pavilion, his clothes were like a pennant in the air, and they fell at the highest point of the pavilion, Jing Li couldn't wait to turn around and look at his flower path.