Gu Yi and Yan Lang glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly, I really wanted to say that I didn't know the fat man in front of him who was looking left and right and puffing up a pair of unusually bright and thief appreciating beauties.

"Fatty, we are here today for the Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus."

Gu Yi reminded him of the right thing.

"Yan Lang, by the way, isn't this Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus from your Yan family? If you look for things, you still need our ......" Chu Gao turned around.

Gu Yi is silent, the surname Yan, but the surname, the surname, represents troubles and disputes.

"The Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus this time is not owned by the Yan family, but entrusted by my grandmother, and the Yan family just keeps it on behalf of the Yan family."

"Then as a prize for this Hundred Flowers Festival, it is also the words of the old man?"

"Of course not. Grandmother said that the descendants of the deceased would come to take away the Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus, but after many years, the descendants of the deceased did not wait, but waited for waves of mysterious killers to snatch it, and the family also lost many dead soldiers for this.

It doesn't matter how many people die, that's a promise to the deceased, and it should be protected if you promise it.

The important thing is that I am afraid that I will not be able to keep the things of the deceased.

In Yancheng, there is only one place that is absolutely safe, and that is the Hundred Flowers Altar, which is rumored to be the resting place of the god of medicine, and it is guarded by invisible divine power.

And to enter that place, only as a prize for the Hundred Flowers Festival. ”

"Is it to find the descendant of the deceased? Because only the descendants of the deceased will let the nine-grade purple holy lotus that has always been budding bloom?

If the descendants do not appear, there will be no new Mrs. Hundred Flowers in this Hundred Flowers Festival. ”

"Hey, it seems that for many years, the Lady of Hundred Flowers in Yan Cheng has never changed hands, right, Yan Lang, I really want to meet your grandmother who is eternal and eternal in her youth, and she has been unsurpassed by Mrs. Hundred Flowers for many years." Chu Gao remembered his grandfather's words, and his little eyes were full of curiosity.

Gu Yi thought for a moment, he had heard of the legend of the Hundred Flowers Altar, and according to legend, the person who could make the Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus bloom all the time must be the reincarnation of the God of Medicine, how could it be so coincidental that the prizes of the Hundred Flowers Festival have always been announced half a year in advance, and this time, it was only announced one month in advance.

"Gu Yi, did you say that the reincarnated God of Medicine appeared, and the Nine Rank Purple Holy Lotus appeared? Therefore, the flower lady temporarily replaced the prize that had been set a long time ago.

Isn't the feathered god lord recorded in the ancient books coming back in time? It's not a legend, it's something that's going to happen. Chu Gao's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he would be so lucky, those so-called battles of gods and demons were not legends, he might be able to witness and experience them.

"I hope we can have the blessing of meeting the Lord of the true God." Gu Yi patted Chu Gao's shoulder, and a group of people flocked to the flower gallery, where the Hundred Flowers Festival was held, and sped up their pace.

Later, for a long, long time, when these three people stood together on the firmament and took on the role of the shadow guard of the firmament, they still felt like a dream when they thought back to the bits and pieces of the mortal realm at the beginning.

"Master," Hua Xie whispered in the ear of Baili Qianmu, who was dressed in men's clothes, and many people scattered behind him, such as: June Gu Jiao'e, such as the cold wind who took off her mask, and the blue wind.

When Gu Yi and the others arrived, the people in the entire flower gallery were not ordinary, and they consciously formed a semicircle around the center of Baili Qianmu to protect her safety.

On the altar of the Hundred Flowers, a transparent crystal cover slowly rose from the altar.