"Shangri-La?"

Zhang Xiaolin just glanced at it, and recognized the treasure-the treasure of Kunlun Xu's town courtyard, one of the ancient artifacts recognized by the Ministry of Magic of the Ming Dynasty.

The upper, middle and lower layers of the prayer wheel, corresponding to latitude and longitude and height, can take you anywhere in the world as long as you enter the location.

"No—it's a replica."

Come to think of it, if this is genuine, Kunlun Xu's group of old guys can dismantle the federation.

"Which master's work?" She looked at Sirius and asked curiously.

But the other party just looked at him, how could the dog father know whose work it was, it was enough that he would use it, how could he still have the heart to ask who made it.

"It's supposed to be a replica made by Nick Lemay." Winston speculated on the sidelines, "Kunlun Xu has forbidden outsiders to study that artifact for nearly three hundred years, and more than ten years ago, we wanted to apply for research, but we were told that the real Shangri-La had been sealed for three hundred years. ”

"Yes." Zhang Xiaolin said that she was not interested in alchemy, and it was also because there was a copy of Chang'an Taixue, which was the work of Master Mozi, so she asked curiously.

As the replica was nested securely into the ship, the ship's body suddenly began to crack significantly.

But not the cracks of the ship itself, but the surrounding space itself, which is made into a material world.

The next moment, the cracked space burst out with golden brilliance.

The ship trembled slightly.

The surrounding sea water and whirlpools are all gone.

They seem to have sailed into outer space.

In the cylindrical space, the stars shine brightly in the sky, shimmering with strange light.

Ambilight, like the Milky Way.

In front of me, at the end of space, a huge planet appeared, with a blue ocean and white clouds. The mountains that are clearly visible are clearly the earth.

The earth rotated wildly, and when the giant ship approached, it slowly stopped, and at this time, the surface continent of the earth was the European continent.

The silhouette of the British Isles can even be seen.

Next, their boat seemed to be stretched, and the boat became very long, and the people on board were pulling the pixels of a photo into a thin line. In a few breaths, this pulling sensation was converted into a gravitational force or thrust, and the giant ship accelerated instantly.

In the blink of an eye, he drove out of the cylindrical space.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

The giant ship fell into the sea.

Splash a few feet of waves.

The crowd gasped for breath, the experience was so amazing that for a moment they would really think they had left Earth and leaped back to England in a synchronous orbit, just in space - many people forgot to breathe.

Crazy and romantic.

"Oh – what a good experience." Basil Pierre said happily.

There are very few people in this world who can experience this kind of wonderful journey.

"It's nothing—" Zhang Xiaolin shrugged.

By this time, the dome of the giant ship had been removed.

The salty smell of the sea water hit her face, and the girl leaned against the hull of the boat and looked out at the calm sea.

In Taixue, the use of Shangri-La is quite frequent, after all, such a good magic prop is rare in ancient times.

She herself went to Europe several times through that replica, so she was the only one who was the most calm in her heart, and no waves were set off.

"Phew—the exploration has failed."

On deck, the other wizards weren't in high spirits.

After all, it was impossible for them to be excited about a failed expedition, and the vortex was really dangerous, and if it was so difficult for even the Camelot to get into it, then the wizards really couldn't think of any other way.

It would seem – the expedition about Australia was doomed to casualties. And that's not what Sirius wanted to see.

"We should find a mermaid or mermaid." "The ocean has a myriad of emotions, and they can read those signs to predict the future and point the way. Even in the midst of a raging storm. ”

"Oh-you still know anything about magical creatures?" Winston was surprised, "You've never seen that before. I remember when I was in Congo, and I didn't even know the Kemera beast. ”

"I'm a professor now—I just wasn't interested in anything other than spells." Zhang Xiaolin defended: "Besides, I haven't recognized all the magical creatures in the Ming Dynasty, so how can I be in the mood to know anything else." ”

"You're still young."

"Heh—you're not much older than me."

"Hey - if you guys have some free time to fight, why don't you come over and check this out." Then Mr. Basil yelled.

He was on the other side of the deck, facing the sun.

The girl walked over with Winston.

They looked out to sea.

It was immediately clear why Basil seemed a little flustered.

I saw that the rising sun dyed the sea surface golden, a glorious road, sparkling.

And in the midst of these microwaves, there are countless red flowers floating.

The center of the five petals is wrapped in a blue-white stamen. The stamens sway in the wind, sprinkling lilac pollen.

The entire surface of the sea is covered with these petals, and it is very strange.

"Wait—" Zhang Xiaolin suddenly noticed that something seemed to be wrong with the sun in the distance.

"The light—how it looks like it's coming from the bottom of the sea."

When they heard her voice, everyone looked up.

There seems to be less gold gilt on the surface of the sea.

With no light blocking their vision, they also saw the red sun in the distance.

It clings to the surface of the sea, rising and falling.

But the visible half of the sea looks more realistic, while the exposed half is more unreal.

The halo shines very strangely.

It's also that the surroundings are too dark, maybe the first rays of the sun shine in the morning, or the last rays of the sun in the dusk enter the sea, so that the feeling that the light is shining from under the surface of the sea is not so obvious.

But if you look closely, you can easily see that it is indeed the ocean that is shining.

"Where have we been?"

Everyone trembled in their hearts, and the next moment they all began to try to cast the Phantom Shifting Spell.

Soon, the wizards realized that their apparition had been successful, but they had only moved less than a few feet in place.

Didn't go where they thought at all.

Zhang Xiaolin sees everything in her eyes.

Then, her figure began to distort, and the next second, she appeared on the surface of the sea.

"Is it just what you can see?"

With a flick of the folding fan, she stayed firmly on the surface of the sea.

Bend down, pick up a pink flower, and look at it carefully.

"This thing - something familiar."

Suddenly, her pupils constricted, and she immediately recognized the flower in her hand.

"Blooming Flowers."

"Blooming Flowers?" Basil appeared at her side at the same time as Winston.

"Legendary Wonder Plants." The girl's red lips moved slightly and explained: "Legend has it that there is a plant called the Blooming Spirit Flower growing under Mount Tai, and when the flower blooms, it will connect to the spiritual world of a soul, and the person who holds the flower can drink the stamen and open his heart to see the deceased relatives.

Master's words - the scenes you see are all illusions projected in your heart, Zi is silent, strange and confused, and practicing together is the right way. But most of the people in the world have experienced life and death, and they can let go easily, so soon this plant will be extinct.

It has not been seen in the world for at least a thousand years. ”

"So now it's here, what does that mean?" Winston said with a frown.

Zhang Xiaolin smiled wryly: "This means that either we have found a cherished ancient plant, or-"

She gestured around, "Either welcome - to the world of the dead." ”

“.”

Mr. Basil thought she was joking—though the joke was not funny at all, and—the surroundings were eeriely dim. The sun seems to have really sunk to the bottom of the sea.

"Now—we're stuck here." Zhang Xiaolin said, "These blooming flowers on the sea are the only signposts, maybe we should follow its direction and move forward." ”

"It's not a good idea." Winston said.

"No, it doesn't count." The girl smiled and looked at the sea in the distance, "That's not an exit, it's hell." ”

The other two were both grim-faced, and no longer spoke.

The sea full of pink flowers did not make them feel beautiful or amazing, and in the face of the unknown, they only sincerely gave birth to a touch of fear, which is the instinct of creatures.

Especially now, when the light is about to dissipate.

The trio returned to the Camelot.

And Sirius, who was standing on the deck and watching, naturally heard the conversation between the three of them.

He didn't want to agree with Zhang's point of view, because there was simply no other choice.

Just now, he had already asked people to try the portkeys that had been prepared in advance.

The results are no different from phantom shifting.

They're really stuck here.

"Follow those petals." Helplessly, he could only say so.

I couldn't help but start worrying in my heart.

Nominally, the entire ship was under his command, and his own lives could be lost, but they—they were still young, especially those few, they were the backbone of the future wizarding world, and if something happened.

Sirius shook his head, his gaze getting deeper.

On the surface of the sea - the Camelot paddled smoothly through the water, and they were not hindered in any way.

The surroundings are as quiet as a lake in the mountains, and even the waves are rare.

Everyone on the deck looked around with solemn expressions.

The blue water gradually stopped shining even the slightest light, but the sea surface was still sparkling.

It's those blooming flowers.

The lilac glow of the stamens is like a signpost.

The sea is full of these signs.

The Camelot sailed by, pushing away the stamens as if a pair of scissors had cut through a canvas.

Zhang Xiaolin has been standing at the bow of the ship, staring at the sea in the distance.

She held a blooming flower in her hand, and the purple smoke kept changing in her hand, and faintly, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.

That gentle voice was like a mother's.

Serious words like a father.

Although she didn't drink the flower dew, she had already seen her relatives come out of the mist one after another and accompany her.

On board, the other wizards soon discovered.

Above the sea, every blooming flower began to sway.

The lilac smoke penetrated deep into the water, and then one arm after another, struggled to reach out of the water.

One - two!

And finally, more.

Countless people stood up from the sea, holding the blooming flowers, standing in place, just watching—silently looking at the people on the boat.

The Camelot is like a train to death, the platform is full of deceased relatives on board, some are confused, some are struggling, some are trying to get off.

"That's- that's my mom!" A sorcerer on the ship lamented, and he couldn't help but move closer to the side of the ship, his eyes alluding to the appearance of a deceased mother. The right hand was raised, and the steps became larger, like a child who had been away for a long time, wanting to go home and throw himself into his mother's arms.

"Wait—" The man next to him hurriedly grabbed him.

But the person who grabbed him, when he glanced at the sea, also saw his relatives.

It's their father.

It's their mother.

It's their brothers.

It's their sisters.

It's their lover.

In the purple light, those who had already died looked at them as if they were alive, smiling, painful, and reluctant to look at them.

For a moment, everyone seemed to have been slashed with a sword in their hearts.

"I'm getting more and more like a powerful wizard."

The French wizard Winston Noam, who was about to comfort Zhang Xiaolin, was suddenly stunned, and then turned his head in disbelief, and his eyes fell on a beautiful woman on the sea.

"Mother?"

In an instant, he was pulled back in time by endless thoughts.

I remember when I was a child, the strange 'mother' with silver hair and gray eyes always secretly led them out of the Saints' Hidden Castle with Lady Rozier on their backs.

She loves the sea and loves the sun.

When she was a child, happiness was connected with her and never separated.

Garona, Kent, Roy, Victor, and himself. A group of four or five children, the oldest teenagers, followed by their 'mother', traveled all over France, from the bustle of the big city of Paris to a new cup of tea in a suburban town, and it was their happiest time.

Until 'Mother' betrayed Ms. Wenda, their childhood seemed to come to an abrupt end at that moment.

"Call Sister - do I look that old?"

The woman smiled gently, and there was no reproach in her deep eyes.

"Mother—" Winston stared blankly, breathing a little heavily.

His eyes were wet with tears, and the ripples blurred his vision.

"Alright." The Blooming Spirit Flower bloomed brightly, and the woman stepped on the light steps and walked in front of him.

Gray eyes fell on Winston's left arm, cheeks flashed with a tingling tremble, and white hands fell on his prosthetic body, "Does it hurt?" ”

“.”

Tears were dripping down his cheeks.

Falling silently into the sea.

The flowers in the sea have become more vivid.

"No—" He was so embarrassed that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Already. Be. It was a long, long time ago. ”

"I'm sorry." The woman wiped tears from his face, "Maybe I shouldn't be so selfish. ”

"We don't blame you, we don't blame you," he said hurriedly, "and after you left, Lady Wenda often fell silent, she closed herself off for countless years, and I knew she was thinking of you. ”

"I've seen Owen, that kid, an amazing wizard destined to do things that ordinary people can't imagine, oh—and he got a girlfriend for him."

Winston is like a dam that opens a floodgate, and he can't stop thinking about it.

In the words, it was all Owen's figure, from the bits and pieces of his growth, but everything he knew, everything was said in detail.

The woman just looked at him tenderly, smiling and not saying a word.

Watching him talk about him left and right, listening to his story, there is no self in it, but everywhere is himself.

After a long time, Winston finally stopped, and he realized that his words might have made the woman feel sad, after all, it was her son, and not watching his child grow up with his own eyes was the cruelest punishment for his mother.

He lowered his head, not knowing what to say, so he could only say briefly, "I'm sorry, I may have said too much." ”

The woman shook her head gently, reached out to take his hand, and said softly, "No, I like to hear you say this. ”

"But you should talk about yourself. He's a big kid already. I wish I could see you grow up one by one. ”

Winston looked up suddenly, and the moment he met the gray eyes, the tears in his eyes had already burst into the embankment.

The boredom of life in those laboratories, the pain caused by the forcible use of ancient magic to transform the body, and the most important relatives turned against each other, killing one another.

These painful memories followed the tears.

Crying –

The cries around me were like the heaviest symphony in the world.

Complex emotions, full of parting and pain, are the last things that human beings are willing to give up, and they are the cornerstone of what makes them who they are.

Even if you have to break your heart every day, you have to go through a thousand pains every day. But the feeling of forgetting is worse, and even if it is painful, they do not want to forget.

Sirius looked at everything indifferently.

The wand in his hand lit up red.

He knew very well that these undead creatures could not be the deceased, maybe it was just the flowers that took advantage of people's memories.

It gives a glimpse of what is most precious in the human heart.

Just as he raised his hand, ready to put an end to it all.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a tall, tall wizard with two golden-brown eyes and a thin face.

With a pair of eyes.

Sirius's hand trembled, and the spell he was about to cast dissipated.

"James?"

"Big Footboard." Jaime looked at him, his gaze behind his glasses so steady, "Harry, please." ”

"Whew." Sirius took a sharp breath and nodded, then his gaze hardened again.

Immediately, the tip of his wand suddenly spat out a fierce crimson flame.

The light illuminated the entire surface of the sea.

It wasn't an ordinary flame, but a liquid crimson flame that jumped and swirled in the air as if it had life. The temperature was extremely high, burning and distorting the air around it, making a sizzling sound.

With a flick of the wand, the crimson flames began to expand rapidly, turning into a huge hound, which ran wildly across the surface of the sea, and in an instant—set the entire sea ablaze.

(End of chapter)