Sanqian still had a stiff face, with a strong sense of resentment towards the village behind him, and this kind of generational resentment could not be resolved for a while.

Shichima walked easily through the mountains, and after crossing the two successive peaks, the Blackwater River was close at hand.

"Beichen, are you a descendant of the Yin Fu?" Shichima thought for a moment and asked.

Zhu Beichen's technique of solving Gu is very special, he didn't think about it yesterday, acupuncture the whole body to the Yin acupoint, that is definitely a deadly technique, but the last needle triggered the potential of the human body, stimulating the heat in the body to calcinate the whole body, and immediately reverse the yin and yang. This method does not exist in the seedlings.

"Yes, sort of." Zhu Beichen didn't know how to answer this question, so he ran away, leaving a scroll of Yin Runic Sutra, and he didn't know if he did it on purpose at the time, or if he really fell.

The speed of the four of them over the mountains and mountains is extremely fast, not to mention Han Qingxin and Qijian, their physical fitness has always been excellent, and Sanqian and Zhu Beichen have also grown up between the mountains since childhood, and the four of them climbed to the top of the mountain in a short time.

The wind blowing in the face is like the air after rain, refreshing and refreshing.

"What a beautiful flower." Han Qingxin was the first to reach the top, and the mountains on the other side of the mountain were full of blooming flowers, and the fragrant fragrance came from the mountains to the clouds, and the scenery was extremely charming.

The three of them didn't notice that Sanqian's face was slightly gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were playful.

"I don't know how many corpses are buried at the foot of this mountain." One word broke through the desolation, and the words of the seven rooms made the three thousand lives hold back a cold sweat.

He saw it very really, and the mountains were full of corpses. This man is definitely not simple. Sanqian's eyes became grim.

Under the soil in the mountains, there is the burial place of the Black Miao for generations, and the corpses of countless highly poisonous Gu insects are buried in the soil, and those corpses also include those who died in the battle and were buried alive in the process of resisting the Black Miao by various ethnic groups in history.

The soil here is more fertile than anywhere else, and the most buried corpses are buried, and the flowers that grow in the mountains are the most magnificent, the ghosts that breed and die, the petals watered by death.

"This kind of flower is called Nine Shadow Petals, which grows on the highly poisonous Gu worms and carrion corpses, and the color between each adjacent two flowers is different, and even the adjacent petals on the same flower are different colors.

But one thing is the same, at night, the flowers turn a dull black. Sanqian explained without hurry, and his face was even more gloomy.

"What? This is the Nine Shadow Petals! Shichima muttered alone, unable to hide the horror on his face, his eyebrows and eyes tightened, and his uneasy emotions condensed.

"Three thousand, you can talk?" Han Qingxin's face was very gloomy, she felt a little deceived, her cold eyes stared at Sanqian, the joints of her whole body were active, and she was about to draw a knife.

"It turns out that this is the Nine Shadow Petals, the flowers of living beings in the ancient classics." Shichima nodded thoughtfully, his tone was calm, he didn't say another name for the Beings Flower, because the name was too terrifying.

The legend of the nine petals is the name of the seedling land, in the ancient classics, this kind of flower is called the flower of all beings, named after the living beings, because it grows in the rotten corpse erosion place, Ling and the corpse pile, although it is a different kind, but it is a variety of flowers, the way to all living beings.

This kind of flower is also called the netherworld flower in the Daomen, which means to communicate the two worlds and go straight to the underworld. Whether it is in Buddhism and Taoism, this is a kind of evil flower, but it is this evil flower, and it is also the most brilliant flower in the world.

Han Qingxin's face was gloomy, she knew that this flower was another name, and under the beautiful appearance, there was endless danger lurking.

Sanqian stopped talking, but ignored everyone with a slightly evil smile.

The flowers of all beings, the nine petals, the way of the world. Because it nourishes the flesh and blood of all living beings, it sucks the yin of the highly poisonous Gu worms in the seedling land.

"Hold your breath." Han Qingxin hurriedly adjusted the internal breath to block the external qi.

"It's too late." Shichima shook his head helplessly, letting the pungent fragrance of the Nine Shades moisten his nose.

Bright and beautiful dark flowers, flowers open nine petals, intermittent fragrance, breath can confuse people's minds, straight to the underworld, morning and evening! This is a vivid portrayal of the nine petals of Daozang, implying the evil of this flower, the decay and gloom of the inhaled will turn into a bewildering fragrance, and the sunset will quietly kill when smelling it.

Han Qingxin was so angry that he was about to pull out the scimitar at his waist, but his wrist instantly lost his strength, his legs were weak, and the heavy blade couldn't hold it.

This, you really can't blame me, it's really not the right time for you to come, the nine ghost petals will only bloom on the day of the extreme yin every month, and the flowering period is only one day.

This cloudy day can only be deduced by our Black Miao Gu Master, such a probability can really only be said to be, your fate should be like this! Three thousand watched coldly as the three of them fell.

Nine secluded places, enter the underworld! All living beings are suffering from catastrophes!

The Tao is blissful, return to dust! All of them are all sighing, sigh for the rest of their lives!

Three thousand waist backhands, far into the distance, a few figures appeared in the seedling field in the distance, and they were wading through mountains and rivers.

Behind the mountains, on the banks of the Blackwater River. The owner in the bamboo building picked up the fragrant tea, the edge of the cup touched his lips and teeth slightly, and wisps of smoke escaped from the cup. In the inner corner of the bamboo building, a cat with pure white hair and bright hair was lying lazily on the floor, its blue eyes half-squinted.

Her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she felt something.

"Ling Yan, you say, is he here?" The woman seemed to be asking the white cat named Ling Yan, and seemed to be muttering to herself. In response to her was Ling Yan's call, "Meow".

She couldn't help but smile, and a faint expectation lingered in her heart with hidden happiness.

On the banks of the clouds, on the top of the mountains.

The fragrance of the nine petals taken from the secluded mansion all over the mountains is still raging, and the three thousand also feel more and more dizzy, the scene in front of them gradually becomes illusory and unreal, and the head is sinking and sleeping.

He understood that he could not sleep, and that once he did, he might never wake up again. He bit his middle finger, blood spilled out, and the blood stimulated this netherworld flower, and the fragrance of the flower became more intense, and the dead would fall on this land, turning into loess nutrients, and continuing to nourish this group of evil flowers.

He wiped the blood drops from his fingers between his nostrils, and his mind was a little clearer, as long as he could hold out until the people on the other side of the mountain arrived, he would be fine. Three thousand comforted himself.

The fragrance of the Nine Shades is getting stronger, the saturated fragrance of flowers fills this world, and the alluring and deadly scenery of good days envelops everyone who is trapped in this mountain.

His consciousness began to blur again, the three people lying in the flowers seemed to be smiling, and the girl who had been haunting him in the sea of flowers was also beckoning to him, and Sanqian finally began to hallucinate. He smirked and walked towards the girl.

The Nine Ghost Petals will fulfill the wishes of the dying man, and what he saw before he died is also what he dreams of in this life. There was a smile on the corner of Sanqian's mouth, and the joy of happiness made his face look serene.