This is an extremely peculiar world, with flowers blooming all over the mountains and almost the whole world, whether it is mountains or rivers, everywhere is full of medicinal herb flowers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's really not wrong to describe this place as Mo Shanghua blooms, and I don't know why the people of the ancient family who built this Sumeru world wanted to create such a world full of flowers.

The traces that the people of the Ning family had trampled on gradually disappeared after walking out of the huge medicine garden in front of them, and Yu Xinghai estimated that they might have stepped away in the air.

For this reason, he suddenly lost their traces, and in this seemingly boundless world, his divine consciousness was temporarily imprisoned, and he really couldn't find their whereabouts for a while.

Just when he was at a loss and was about to pick the elixir in front of him first, there was a sudden and ethereal flute sound in the distance.

Although it is like nothing, this flute contains a beautiful melody, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Yu Xinghai shook his head, looked up into the distance in surprise, and where the sound of the flute came from at the end of the sky, he showed a look of curiosity.

"Who's playing the flute?" he muttered.

At this time, Gu Aotian, an old man in the chaotic world, heard the sound of this flute, and his emotions began to become excited.

I saw that he suddenly vibrated all over, and muttered to himself, "It's the sound of the fragrant flute, this "Love in the Millennium" was made by the old man for her..."

A thousand years of ups and downs, telling our unchanging love;

A thousand years of elegance and elegance cannot withstand the love of this life;

Time passes at the end of a song, looking forward to the bond of your life and me;

On the magpie bridge, there will be a weaver girl, and you and I will hold the hand of the son in the world...

At the end of the song, the old man Gu Aotian was already very excited, and he actually walked out of his chaotic world for the first time under Yu Xinghai's surprised face.

Seeing him walk out so excitedly, Yu Xinghai suddenly looked at him in surprise, and the second monk looked confused.

"Ancient seniors, you are..."

"Xiangwei, it's Xiangwei, she's still alive... She's alive..."

It's just that Gu Aotian didn't seem to hear his words, he just muttered to himself and walked forward, and for a moment he stepped towards the air and walked towards the place where the flute sounded before.

"This is..."Yu Xinghai watched his actions, and the second monk was even more confused, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Who is Xiangwei, is it..."

He muttered to himself, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if something suddenly came to mind.

"Could it be his important person, or his... By the way, the charm of the flute just now is..."

"Affection... Yes, it's affection, I see!"

Yu Xinghai seemed to fully understand why the other party was so excited, so he hurriedly followed, but the old man Gu Aotian's cultivation was too high, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

So he had to chase in the direction where the flute sounded just now, but after most of the day, he didn't catch up with the old man Gu Aotian, but found the traces of the Ning family's own dark gold puppet.

I saw that in the depths of a mountain ancient place, the people of the Ning family were assisting the dark gold puppet to attack a defensive formation.

After discovering their traces, he hid not far away for the first time, and looked at them carefully, wanting to see what moths they were doing.

In front of a pale golden array, the dark gold puppet swung its ancient sword and slashed at the defensive light curtain of the formation, while the four young masters of the Ning family and the five masters of the Ning family were assisting them in their attack.

"Boss, this dark gold puppet has led us here, which means that there must be a treasure in this formation!"

"Most likely, thanks to them all this way, otherwise we would have died in that swampy quagmire. ”

"Hmm. Boss, everyone in the Zhuang family arrived at the Gu Family Medicine Garden so quickly and unharmed, how do you say they survived the swamp?"

"I think it must be inseparable from the mysterious man in black, since he came, everything has been extremely abnormal in the dealer. ”

"Well, that's how it should be. ”

"Hey, it's a pity, it's a long time ago here, and there are so many high-grade herbs, but it's a pity that we can't open the storage ring, otherwise we can pick them in a big way. ”

"Yes, it's a pity, but there's no way, we have to take those higher-level treasures, otherwise we may not be able to take them out, and the herbs here will be reserved for the next time we send the children of the family to come in and scrape!"

The four young masters of the Ning family were talking while assisting the dark gold puppet in the attack, with sighs and disappointments.

They lamented that they were lucky to encounter the dark gold puppet and saved their lives, but disappointed that they could not use the storage ring and loot the many elixirs here.

...

In another quiet valley, the figure of the old man Gu Aotian flew to the valley mouth, looking at the fast stone tablet at the valley mouth, trembling with excitement.

I saw a line of words engraved on the stone tablet.

"Sijun Valley, Mo on the flowers bloom, fragrant in the middle of the night, above the fragrant flowers, the whistle for a thousand years, if there is love in the sky, it will eventually become a family - ancient fragrance!"

"Sure enough, it's you, Xiangwei... You're here!"

The valley is full of flowers, the flowers are in full bloom, thriving, and Gu Aotian is passing by the flowers and flying quickly towards the inner valley.

"Didi..."

At this moment, the sound of the flute came again, which made his speed accelerate again, and at the moment when the flute sounded, Yu Xinghai, who was originally watching everyone in the Ning family, quickly turned around and flew in the direction where the sound came out at the fastest speed.

Deep in the valley, a thatched hut sits peacefully in front of the mountain, quiet and quiet, and there is no one around.

However, the sound of the flute came from a green vine in front of the hut, or more precisely, from the flute that hung on the vine and swayed in the wind.

When the old man Gu Aotian came over and found that the flute hanging on the tree emitted a beautiful melody, the whole person's expression was cleansed.

It turns out that the flute is not played here, but the flute is hung on the vine, and it emits a beautiful rhythm with the breeze blowing.

"Xiangwei, why, why is your flute there, but people are no more..."

A sense of sadness spread in the heart of the old man Gu Aotian, as the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Originally, he thought that his childhood sweetheart was still in the world, but now that he got closer, he was no longer there, leaving only a flute to play in the world.

In front of the flute and vines, a skeleton has long been pale and weathered, which belongs to the ancient fragrance that was once peerless.

"Why, why, Xiangwei... Why don't you wait..."

The old man Gu Aotian knelt in front of Gu Xiangwei's remains, and he was already in tears at this moment, saying that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place, and the relationship between him and Gu Xiangwei is only understood between them.

It's a pity that all this has disappeared in the slow time.

"Jun, is that you..."

Just when he was heartbroken, a voice as large as a mosquito buzzing suddenly came out of his ears, but it was extremely moving, making the old man Gu Aotian feel an unusually familiar voice.

"Fragrant, fragrant... It's me, where are you?"

Hearing such a mosquito sound, Gu Aotian lost his temper again, kneeling in place while his head turned around, looking for the source of the sound.

At this moment, he feels a little dreamy, is there a sound that people are dead?

The voice disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

However, at this moment, the voice came again, this time a little.

"Jun, it's really you, Xiang'er has been waiting for you here for a long, long time..."

Gu Aotian, who was originally sighing and lost, suddenly shook his whole body when he heard this, and looked around again.

"Xiangwei, it's me, I'm Aotian! Where are you?"

"I... I'm on that flower in front of you..."

"Fanghua, where?" Hearing this, Gu Aotian used his divine sense to scan the front of him, but he was puzzled and found nothing, but the voice still came.

"Fanghua is right in front of you, that vine is Fanghua, and Xiang'er's soul is hidden in that flute!"

A word woke up the person in the dream, Gu Aotian suddenly fully understood, his Gu Xiangwei had already died, but his soul had not yet dissipated, and he was hiding in the flute at the moment.

Immediately, he also understood what the sentence on the stone tablet in front of Sijun Valley meant.

"Sijun Valley, Mo on the flowers bloom, fragrant in the middle of the night, above the fragrant flowers, the whistle for a thousand years, if there is love in the sky, it will eventually become a family - ancient fragrance!"

'Sijun Valley', as the name suggests, Xiangwei gave this name to the valley where she was located because she missed him.

'Mo flowers bloom, fragrant in the middle of the night', this is the secret word between him and Gu Xiangwei. Gu Xiangwei likes to be accompanied by flowers all his life, so he plants 100 acres of spiritual flowers on the Qianmo, and every time the flowers bloom, Gu Xiangwei will come when the night comes, and meet with it.

"Above the Fanghua, the whistle for a thousand years, if the sky is loved, eventually become a family", this is Gu Xiangwei knew that his longevity was going to pass away, so he hung the flute on the Fanghua, and when it disappeared, the soul was attached to it, and the whistle sounded for a thousand years, hoping that before its soul dissipated, it would be able to meet Gu Aotian again.

She waited for it to come, but it was already separated by yin and yang, and only her soul remained.

Gu Aotian trembled forward and carefully took the flute hanging on Fanghua, for fear of breaking it.

"Xiangwei, it's me, Aotian... You're late..."

In an instant, tears flooded like a river bursting its banks.

At this moment, he was so moved that he cried, Gu Xiangwei actually had his soul hidden in the flute after Shouyuan was exhausted, and the flute was just waiting for his arrival for a thousand years.

"Proud... Aotian, you... You're finally here, a thousand years! Xiang'er has been waiting for you here for a thousand years, if you don't come again, I'm afraid I'll never see Xiang'er again..."

Gu Xiangwei's soul was in the flute, and he said to him tremblingly.

"Xiangwei, it's hard for you, don't worry, my husband won't let you die, I will keep you by my side for the rest of my life, and I will never give up in this life!"

"Yes, husband!"

"Xiangwei, what happened back then, why did you suddenly disappear?"

"Husband, back then, Xiang'er found out that there was a person in our ancient family with bad intentions, so she wanted to find out, but she fell into the trap of the other party and was trapped in an underground space. ”

For this reason, it took Xiang'er nearly a hundred years to escape from somewhere, only to find that the outside world was full of prohibitions, and the former ancient family had long since ceased to exist. ”

"When Xiang'er was cold, she built this Mo Shanghua Sumeru World and planted countless spiritual flowers. In order to commemorate the husband, build a thatched hut in this valley, fall into a long wait, Xiang'er firmly believes that the husband is still alive, one day will come back to visit Xiang'er, this is countless years, waiting for the end of the longevity, but has not yet waited for the arrival of the husband, so in the flute to leave a soul wood, the soul lodges in it, ready to play the flute for a thousand years, only hope that one day, the husband can hear the sound of come..."

"Xiang'er is lucky, finally waiting for your arrival before the soul is about to dissipate!"