Zhu An's gentle voice sounded in the stone room unhurriedly, and he read out word by word, and the protégés of the Fang family also followed the instructions of the sect master and stood on the chessboard grid of the corresponding words one after another.

Phantom flowers, died in the monarch, and the world was restored.

Did you guess right?

There was a muffled click under the ground in the stone chamber, the mechanism was triggered, and the originally smooth and intact wall facing the mirage Lingzhi suddenly rumbled and slowly parted to both sides, revealing a secret and deep corridor.

Zhu An breathed a sigh of relief, and really told him to guess correctly.

What Ji Anshi wants to hear should be that the Phantom Flower Country, which was destroyed in the hands of the Illusory Flower Kingdom, has been restored from his hands and even become stronger! What he wants is not the Phantom Flower Country, nor is it simply to restore the country, but to prove to the world that his governance is correct. The Phantom Flower Monarch is right when he does something wrong! Sometimes, for some things, he just wants to ask for a right and wrong.

Looking at the open secret passage, everyone couldn't help but jump up, and their eyes were full of admiration.

"You see, there really is a way!"

"This boy is so good!

"yes! I didn't even think about it!"

Hearing this, Zhu An smiled and said ashamed, he could only say that he was lucky, and he saw the complete history of the Phantom Flower Country more than them.

Weaving Dream heard someone praise Zhu'an but was happier than him, although he didn't join their praise, but nodded again and again on the side, Zhu'an smiled dumbly, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch her head.

When the stone door was completely opened, Fang Xu volunteered to take the lead, holding a torch and leading his own protégé into the corridor first, followed by the personnel of the other sects, and several of them followed last.

The corridor is long and narrow but the space is very high, the stone walls on both sides are polished very smooth, and some strange flower and bird totems are carved every dozen steps, and the stone gate they saw also appeared in the weaving dream, which must have been a popular palace decoration in the ancient country of Phantom Flowers.

The sound of everyone's footsteps had a shallow echo, and every step made people tremble, but nothing happened.

The person in front of him stopped, and Weaving Dream stood beside Zhu'an and couldn't see what was happening in front of him, jumped on the spot and looked forward, and asked in a loud voice, "What's wrong?"

Her voice spread vividly in the stone room, and the people standing in front of her replied in a rambling voice.

"Dream Weaver Girl, there's no way ahead!"

"There's a stone statue of a goddess blocking the road! there's no road behind the statue!"

"I can't go!"

"Isn't it a dead end?"

Zhu An didn't feel that he had gone to such a great deal of trouble just to hide a dead end here, and proposed to Weaving Dreams: "Let's go over and have a look." ”

A few people walked forward, and everyone made way for them, and soon they came to the foot of the stone statue of the goddess.

The statue was extremely tall, almost flush with the roof of the corridor, and its whole body was blue-gray. The carvings are very detailed and exquisite, with hair accessories, costumes, movements, and even smiling expressions coming to life. The whole body is inclined to fly into the sky, only the right foot of the ** light tiptoe to step on the auspicious clouds, it seems that the next second will step on the clouds, one hand holding a flower, one hand stretching out to the blue sky, do the posture of the flower flying into the sky, the shawl between the arms are carved into the smart state fluttering with the wind, the whole stone statue is extraordinary, extremely pleasing to the eye, the smile between the eyebrows of the goddess does not have half a fireworks, handsome and compassionate.

For some reason, Zhu'an felt a little intimate with this statue.

Rong Lian glanced at it casually, with a slight smile on her face

I don't know if I'm mocking the carelessness of the carver, "This goddess holds a flower bud, but it's rare, how can she smile at the flower?"

Fang Xu took the words and asked, "What's the difference?"

Weaving dreams are far away and can't see clearly, now holding a torch close to illuminate, so that she can see clearly with Zhu'an Shuhua, she followed Rong Pian's words to look at the stone flower in the hand of the goddess, and analyzed: "Although I don't have the habit of burning incense and worshiping the Buddha, but the Buddha flowers in the hands of the gods enshrined in the Buddha hall are carved into full bloom, even if there are no flowers in the hands, the monks in the temple will also put some seasonal flowers, it can be seen that the gods and Buddhas are in full bloom, why is this goddess holding a bud that has not yet opened?" She took two more steps forward to make her vision clearer in the light of the fire, and she raised her other hand and pointed upward, "You see, the jewel on the goddess's forehead seems to be missing. ”

The statue of the goddess has a string of intricately carved stone gems on its forehead, connected by more than a dozen round gemstones, and the ends extend into the most realistic strands of hair. There was a gemstone missing in the middle of the forehead, which became a small flaw in the ointment, but it was difficult to find if you didn't look closely.

Shuhua glanced at it, then looked at Weaving Dream, and said coldly: "Like you." ”

As soon as she said this, it dawned on her why he had just developed such a sense of intimacy. The so-called 'I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain' must be saying that he is in this situation now, he gets along with Weaving Dreams day and night, and it can be said that he is familiar with the dress of Weaving Dreams, and Weaving Dreams has been wearing a teardrop-style ruby on his forehead, strung with two golden silk threads and braided into his thick black hair, smart and delicate, and the dress of the stone statue of the goddess is not exactly the same?

Zhu An glanced at the ruby on Weaving Dream's forehead again, confirmed that the shape was the same, and asked, "Weaving Dream, where did the ruby on your forehead come from?"

Weaving Dream reached out and touched the ruby on his forehead, "Is this what my master gave me, she said that this is an important token that has been passed down from generation to generation by the palace master of the Phantom Flower Palace, and told me to take it with me." What's wrong? Is it related to this stone statue?"

Zhu'an nodded, "This is the token of the palace master of the Phantom Flower Palace, so it is very likely that it is also the key to unlock the treasure of the Phantom Flower." ”

Weaving Dream reached out and took the ruby from her forehead, and stared at the gap between the goddess's forehead, "Then I'll try it." ”

Zhu'an hurriedly advised: "Be careful. ”

Weaving Dream nodded, handed the torch in his hand to Rong Lian, jumped lightly on the stone statue of the goddess with a little bit of strength, stood firmly on the skirt of the goddess, jumped up two or three times, and climbed onto the arm of the goddess. She could touch the goddess's face as she stood there, but she was still a little far from the goddess's forehead.

Rong Lian raised the torch to illuminate her, the casualness on her face subsided a little, and stared at her tightly, "Can't you reach it?

Weaving Dream quickly refused, this little thing was not difficult for her. "No, no, I can!"

After she stood firm, she held the ruby in her hand, concentrating on her inner breath, the phantom flower bell on her right hand rang crisply, and some faint light floated out from her fingertips to envelop it, and the ruby seemed to be held by a pair of hands and slowly flew towards the forehead of the goddess, mysterious and shocking.

Even though they have seen it too many times recently, everyone in the family is still amazed by the magic of the magic of the phantom flower, this picture is too dreamy, they hold their breath and stare at the weaving dream standing in the hand of the goddess, as if they are looking at an unattainable dream.

The ruby slowly rose to the forehead of the goddess, and then approached the teardrop-shaped gap, and the fingertips of Dream Weaver pressed down in mid-air, and with a click, it was tightly inserted.

"You really can!"

Seeing that it was successfully embedded, Weaving Dream secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to jump off the goddess's arm.

Zhu'an subconsciously wanted to reach out to pick her up, but found that he was still carrying a Mu Feibai on his back, and he stepped forward and stopped helplessly. He also wanted to put down Mu Feibai to help them at the chessboard before, but when he was about to put it down, Shuhua ran over and prepared to carry Mu Feibai on his back.

Shuhua and Rong Lian moved upwards at the same time, Rong Lian's figure stopped for a moment, and watched Shuhua jump up and catch the weaving dream steadily.

Before anyone noticed, he looked down at his hand and quickly retracted it.

"Ah, Shuhua, thank you. In fact, this high weaving dream can still be easily landed, but she still sincerely thanked Shuhua who cared about her.

When she stood firm, the crowd who had been looking at the statue of the goddess began to point to the statue and exclaim.

"Oh my God, look, flowers...... That flower is blooming!"

"Stone flowers can still bloom!

"Oh my God, this is amazing!"

Several people looked up when they heard the sound, and under the light of the fire, the buds in the hands of the goddess stone statue were slowly blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly blooming little by little, and it was estimated that the flower was the size of a palm, and the petals that were not obvious when closed were unobstructed at this moment, the petals were as slender as hair, layered on top of each other, beautiful and eye-catching.

When all the flowers bloomed, the goddess was already smiling and holding a brilliant flower, and the only real gem in her forehead was shining brightly, even more noble, and the real and extremely real flower flying in the sky seemed to be going to ride the wind in the next second, leaving the worldless world.

At a glance, Zhu'an recognized that what this goddess was holding in her hand was the strange flower that had been recorded in detail in the history of the Phantom Flower Country, which was the fuse for the destruction of the Phantom Flower Country. Although a careful understanding of the history of the Phantom Flower Country knows that the Phantom Flower Country actually died because of the leader's legalism, and there was not even an army to protect the people, and it was too much to blame the problem of the Dead Flower. However, it is undeniable that the Flower of the Dead Flower has become the fuse for the Chaoyue Kingdom to raise troops, and it is also reasonable for the people of the Phantom Flower Country to be called a strange flower or a flower of the Dead Country.

"This goddess seems to be flying away in the clouds!"

"Hey, I say, I think the flower in the goddess's hand is so special? There are so many layers of petals!

"yes, I think it's so beautiful!"

"What kind of flower is that? I've never seen it!"

"Has anyone seen it?"

“......”

The sound of the chatter that came like a tidal wave reached Zhu'an's ears, and after thinking about it, he decided not to mention the legend of the flower and its miraculous effect. It is not difficult to imagine that if the world knows that there is such a strange flower in this world, it will definitely not give up, and if the flower of the past life reappears, it will definitely cause a bloody storm. Sometimes, it's good not to know that there are such strange things as the Flower of the Past Life, at least you can avoid war, the Flower Chaos of the Past Life is a bloody example, there is no longer a Phantom Flower Country in the world, so let this strange flower of the dead country also be buried in the dust of history along with the disappearing Phantom Flower Country.

When everyone was clamoring about how beautiful the stone statue of the goddess and the stone flower were, the stone wall behind the goddess slowly sank, revealing two hidden passages, and a cold moisture came to the face, and the torches in everyone's hands shook.

Weaving Dream sighed softly.

Rong Lian blinked and looked over with a smile, "What? You have to say, there must be some hidden weapon mechanism in this case?"

Weaving Dream glared at him dissatisfied, "No! I want to say that the way I came is gone!"