The cliff of Qinjian Peak was originally a sea of flowers. Shang Junliu carefully spread a thick flower blanket for the hillside, and at a glance, it was purple and red, and it was beautiful.

Today, however, such a view is no longer seen.

The flowers on the hillside, one in the east and one in the west, are scattered and scattered, all poor survivors of the disaster, listlessly huddled in the corners. A large sea of flowers was trampled, crushed, and destroyed. In some places, there are traces of fire, but fortunately, those flames extinguished themselves after a while, and did not ignite a forest fire, otherwise there would be no flowers and trees left on the entire hillside.

Cheng Jun glanced at this somewhat bleak scene, and said softly: "Unexpectedly, there are unexpectedly many flowers that have survived. About a third of them, and it seems that there is some hope. ”

Jian Lao glanced at it and said, "At that time, Xiao Liu'er planted these flowers, and I didn't think they looked good, and I didn't come here much. It's sad to look at it now. Flowers are spoiled like this, Glazed Fire Sect!"

Qin Lao's eyes stayed on the mess for a moment, and then he suddenly stomped his feet and said, "It's all ...... Burn...... Burn...... It's burned!"

Jian Lao agreed: "Burn it, and bury Xiao Liu'er." lest we look at things and think about people, and only increase our sorrow and sorrow......"

Cheng Jun didn't expect him to say such sentimental words as seeing things and thinking about people, a little funny, and said: "Can't be burned! Have you ever heard of a hundred flowers killing you?"

The old sword shook his head and said, "What is that? ”

Cheng Jun said: "It is the stunt of the Hundred Flowers Sect, which can escape for your life." And it can save lives. It is known as the first life-saving stunt. Although it may not be unparalleled in the world, it does have something unique. Shang Daoyou inherited the Hundred Flowers Sect and learned this method. She once told me that she had cultivated a natal spirit flower here. Now her vitality is broken, but as long as the natal spirit flower is still there. The spirit that protects her is immortal, and there may not be no chance of resurrection. As he spoke, he pointed to the withered sea of flowers.

Although the second elder of Qin Jian didn't know much about his brains, he was also a Yuanshen Shenjun after all, and when he heard the words "Natal Spirit Flower", he immediately guessed the approximate situation, surrounded Cheng Jun together, and shouted: "Are you serious? She practiced Natal Spirit Flower? Why haven't we heard her mention it? When did she say it? Why didn't she tell us, only you? You are better than the two of us and her?"

Cheng Jun said in his heart, these two old men were entangled in strange things. Diverting the topic, he only said: "Anyway, as long as she is still alive, wouldn't it be fine?"

The two elders of Qin Jian really stopped entanglement, and cheered together, shouting: "Xiao Liu'er is not dead, Xiao Liu'er is not dead!"

Cheng Jun frowned again. "That's not necessarily. Unless you can find the Natal Spirit Flower. He sighed and said, "Shang Daoyou once wanted to tell me where her spirit flower was, but I didn't listen......

Boss Qin was furious and said, "For ...... Why?"

Cheng Jun said: "Who knows that there will be such a day? The location of the natal spirit flower is naturally the safer the fewer people know. Now that I think about it, I just listened to it at the time. Now I only know that her natal spirit flower should be in this sea of flowers. If this sea of flowers is complete, we can find out even if it takes a few months to slowly select......"

Jian Lao said: "Even if it takes hundreds of years, a thousand years, to find our old bones and turn them into ashes, we must find them." ”

Cheng Jun nodded and said, "It's a pity, this sea of flowers is also ruined." Heaven is pitiful, let Shang Daoyou's Linghua survive, just her life, if God doesn't bless her, then it's ......"

Qin Lao said: "That's for sure...... Sure...... Find ......"

Jian Lao suddenly said: "If you can't find it, ask the whole Glass Fire Sect to be buried together." "I only heard the sound of a sword, and the sword body buzzed, and the anger rushed into the sky.

Although the two elders of Qin Jian are simple, the anger of the Yuan Shen Shenjun is not something that anyone can resist. ...,

Cheng Jun didn't answer, in fact, there was still a joint -- if Shang Junliu's natal spirit flower was still there, how could he save her? Since the killing of the hundred flowers is a trick to save her life, there is naturally a set of methods, so that people can re-cultivate after losing their physical bodies, whether it is to take away their bodies, whether they are to turn ghosts and cultivate, or even to learn ancient myths and use spiritual wood and spiritual grass to reshape their physical bodies, they all have their own set of methods. If there is no method, what is the use of finding flowers? But he can't do this method, and Shang Junliu has never told him. If you can't find it, it's still a big problem how to deal with it. If you dispose of it according to the ordinary soul and forcibly take it away, there may be trouble.

Jian Lao said: "Don't you know that one is her? Then let's collect all the flowers and look for them one by one. Dig three feet into the ground, and even find sweet potatoes. ”

Cheng Jun said: "That's not necessary. With a light clap of his hand, a handful of dark red petals fluttered in the wind, and said, "This is the remains of Shang Daoyou." In the end, the Hundred Flowers Escape Kill was launched with the Natal Spirit Flower as the introduction, and the last remaining wreckage should be a kind of petal with her Natal Spirit Flower, so let's look for it, it shouldn't be difficult. He carefully recalled that when Shang Junliu wanted to tell him, he also pointed in a direction. He closed his eyes, followed the memory, walked a few steps, stretched out his hand, and said, "Let's start looking in that direction." ”

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw a flat river in front of him, all bare, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. When I looked closely, I saw that the hillside was almost at the bottom, and there was a small cluster of flowers, huddled in the corner, looking lonely and pitiful.

Qin Jian and the two elders pounced together, the sword elder was faster, Qin Lao couldn't catch up with one step, suddenly jumped up, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, grabbed him back, and said, "You come back......! Strong...... Not suitable!"

Jian Lao struggled constantly, but he didn't have a body, he couldn't fight him, and shouted: "You are obviously afraid that you won't be able to outrun me, and you won't let me compete for the lead, so what excuse do you make." ”

Qin Lao said: "That's it...... In this way, you ...... What can you do?"

Cheng Jun walked steadily past the two who were arguing and said, "The two of you will talk first, and I'll get down to business." ”

When I walked in front of the flowers, I saw that there were only seven or eight flowers in this flower cluster, which were tall or short, uneven, and from the front, it looked more and more gloomy. His gaze wandered only on the shortest flower.

The flower was a red camellia, very short, less than Cheng Jun's knees, hanging his head, half withered, only three or four petals, hanging on the calyx, as if to be blown down at any time.

The reason why Cheng Jun set his sights on this inconspicuous little flower was due to two considerations. In the first place, the state of this little flower is somewhat like a spirit flower. After all, Shang Jun Liu's body has been destroyed, and the natal spirit flower is connected with her heart's blood, so she shouldn't be able to go anywhere. Second, it's obvious that only one of the flowers is red.

Cheng Jun stretched out two fingers and gently stroked the petals, and a wisp of true yuan flowed into the flower. The true element flows down with the petals, through the calyx, stem, leaf veins and roots, and the cycle continues. In a trance, he seemed to feel a little aura, but it didn't seem to exceed the natural aura of a spirit wood. Cheng Jun is cautious and tries again and again, and he can't jump to conclusions easily.

His fingers left the petals slightly, and a sharp sword stretched out beside him, almost cutting his face, and he heard the old sword say, "How's it, how is it, how is it?"

Cheng Jun shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either." ”

Jian Lao said: "No, you." You dodge and let the pros come. ”

Cheng Jun was stunned, he heard a faint sound of the piano, and when he landed, he felt a tremor in the depths of his soul, as if he had found some resonance, and turned his head to look, only to see Qin Lao sitting in a flower bush, pressing his hands on the strings, caressing the guqin.

Cheng Jun has heard the sound of the piano many times, sometimes it is full of evil, sharp and sharp, sometimes it is like Huang Zhong Dalu, mighty, sometimes it is also beautiful and tactful, and the aftertaste is long, but once he feels such a vibration, he only feels that his soul keeps vibrating with the sound of the piano, and his mind is almost about to lose his autonomy and get lost in the music. ...,

The sword elder suddenly thrust at Cheng Jun's feet, and a sword light covered him, relieving his confusion and saying, "As long as the soul is involved, this old thing is still the strongest." His 'soul mantra' goes straight to the heart, only asking the soul, even if ordinary flowers and trees have spirits, they don't have three souls and seven spirits, and they won't resonate with him. You look closely. ”

The sound of the piano is everywhere, and the whole flower bush is silent. Cheng Jun seemed to see the flowers trembling slightly, but it was more like a passive reaction to the vibration of the piano sound, and there was no active induction.

It seems that the effect is not satisfactory.

As soon as the song was finished, the sound of the piano gradually lowered, and if it was interrupted, the surroundings seemed silent.

A whole cold wind blew, the sound of the piano was low and inaudible, but there was still no result, Cheng Jun was also slightly depressed, and was about to speak, when suddenly, thousands of petals left the branches, flying all over the sky, falling red like rain, and disappeared.

Cheng Jun was taken aback, and then looked at those flowers, most of the branches were bare, without half a color, and a small number of flowers were still struggling to support, but they could also clearly see the traces of withering, and couldn't help but say: "What does this mean?

Jian Lao was also stunned, and said, "No, no, I know Lao Qin's soul mantra." There are no such side effects. I want to think about it......" The sword body was bright for a while, and it turned around in the air a few times, and said: "Ah, there is something in the ground to absorb the aura of these flowers and trees, and the source is ......"

At this moment, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the last trill disappeared into the air, and the old piano said, "Found it." ”

Cheng Jun also faintly felt the flow of spiritual energy at this time, only to feel that the spiritual qi continued to flow somewhere through the land under his feet, and suddenly turned around, only to see the inconspicuous little flower that he had just fancied before, I don't know when it raised its head, flourishing and full of vitality. (To be continued) RQ