Fall of Flowers

At the same time when Baihua shouted "how dare you", Yanzhu turned her wrist slightly and made a seal with one hand. Black silk suddenly appeared from the void and rushed towards Baihua. The latter raised her hand to raise the protective shield, but she could not stop the black silk. Her innate spiritual power had already entered Baihua's meridians and quietly entered the other party's spiritual spring to hide.

"Your cultivation level...how could it be?"

Baihua didn't understand, and everyone else was also confused. Logically speaking, Baihua God's cultivation level was enough to kill Yanzhu with a single slap.

"Even if the second personality is powerful, Baihua is an old god in the heavens, and his cultivation is unfathomable. Can he... not defeat him?"

Yanzhu fought with Baihua with ease, without any sign of reluctance.

Yan Zhu: "My cultivation is indeed weak, but what does it matter if the Hundred Flowers God has a high level of cultivation? I wonder how you can explain the turbid energy hidden in your spiritual spring?"

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked. How could the spiritual spring contain turbid air? Wouldn’t it be swallowed up?

Yan Zhu continued, "Also, her spiritual spring has retained the spiritual springs of others. Does the God want to explain this?"

Everyone was horrified: "Could it be the forbidden technique and the spiritual spring coexisting? This... is intolerable!"

Baihua's expression flickered, but she didn't show any panic at all: "Slander! Yanzhu, how outrageous!"

Qingxuan said calmly: "I won't give up until I reach the Yellow River."

Upon hearing this, Baihua burst into tears and looked at Qingxuan with a lonely face: "Why? Why do you treat me like this? Just because I like you, is there anything wrong with that?"

"?!" What a big news! Everyone looked excited as if they were watching a show.

I have already imagined a big drama. Baihua loves Qingxuan, but anyone with a discerning eye can see the relationship between Qingxuan and Yanzhu. From this, is Yanzhu relying on his position as a god to bully Baihua, who has no official position?

Qingxuan's dark eyes narrowed mischievously, as if he was looking at a dead object.

Baihua quickly turned her eyes away. A chill suddenly ran down her spine from that glance. This man's cultivation was clearly wasted. What was going on?

But at this moment, she can only hold on to this matter. Who knows whether Yanzhu has any evidence or whether she is trying to deceive her.

Yanzhu glanced at Qingxuan, who was emitting a cold aura. Oh, Baihua must have some skills, as she can make the young fortune teller so angry that he wants to kill someone.

After all, Qingxuan had almost never had a quarrel with her in this year. Even if she made excessive demands and even tried to touch him, the most she would get in return was a "stop it".

But since she is now alone, she must not let others bully her.

"I was hoping you would be more self-aware and give me some face, but you fanned the flames and destroyed your own path."

Yan Zhu's smile faded, and he raised his white palm towards the void, drawing the innate spiritual power that he had previously injected into the other person's body. As Baihua looked surprised and distorted, a powerful and turbid air burst out from the spiritual spring, enough to cover the entire Baihua Palace. All the flowers were urged to leave, and the scene was in a mess.

"It's over, it's over!"

This time, everyone gave up the trapping formation and raised the protective shield. Their own lives were the most important thing.

"Why are you here again?!"

"Did you disturb the nest of evil spirits today?"

"But it's okay, the God of Purification is here, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

"Just now, the God was so carefree and relaxed, it wouldn't be a problem for her!"

Everyone calmed down again and looked at Baihua, whose face was distorted on the ground.

"However, the spiritual spring within the Hundred Flowers God contains such a vast amount of turbid energy. Could it be that the spiritual spring is truly coexisting with and nourishing the turbid energy?"

"If the gods practice this way, there will be a bloody massacre, and everyone will be in danger!"

"Don't you understand? I don't know if the spiritual spring symbiosis is true or not, but the Hundred Flowers God is definitely nurturing foul energy!"

"Isn't this foul air raging all over the sky proof?"

Unconsciously, everyone subconsciously stood on Yanzhu's side.

However, Yan Zhu didn't care. With a wave of her hand, she sent out Black Silk to kill all the foul air in the surrounding area. She continued to question Baihua, "Who gave you the spiritual spring symbiosis? Tell me."

Baihua turned her face away and gritted her teeth: "I admit that I nurtured turbid energy, but I don't admit that I secretly practiced forbidden techniques!

If you don't have evidence, I will report it to the Heavenly Lord!"

Everyone was wavering.

"Spiritual Spring Symbiosis is a forbidden technique because depriving and transforming another person's spiritual spring is an act that is infuriating and against the laws of nature. And once the spiritual spring is taken away and transformed, there is no trace left, and no trace can be found."

"Indeed, only by being caught in the act and depriving the fusion process can we know if someone has secretly used forbidden techniques."

"It's really hard to convict now..."

"So what? Spirit Spring Symbiosis is a forbidden technique, and she's harboring foul energy. Her heart is sinister! I'd rather kill her by mistake than let her go!"

"You're ridiculous! Everything should be based on facts and facts. One thing for each case."

Baihua smiled lightly, fearlessness in her eyes. "Without evidence, even if you are a priest, you can't do anything to me. I will repay you tenfold for today's humiliation tomorrow, Yanzhu."

Yan Zhu met Bai Hua's resentful eyes, and the next second he sneered briefly, "Who said I don't have evidence? Isn't your Lingquan, which is someone else's Lingquan that hasn't been fused, evidence?"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Spiritual power entering the spiritual spring is like a handful of water entering the vast ocean. Where can it be found?"

Yan Zhu nodded and continued, "It's true that my spiritual power is not good enough, but the spiritual spring has mutated. My innate spiritual power and spiritual power are not the same thing. You can't do it, but I can."

Everyone was in an uproar.

Qingxuan strode up to Yanzhu, his thin lips parted as he feigned surprise, "How could a divine master be able to strip away the spiritual springs that Hundred Flowers devours?"

"Of course."

Yan Zhu played along, "I can purify turbid energy, but turbid energy, like spiritual energy, also has different levels and is mixed. Just now, I swirled my innate spiritual energy around and discovered that her spiritual spring still contained some of the spiritual energy of others that hadn't been completely consumed."

Everyone was in an uproar. This really was the forbidden technique of spiritual spring symbiosis!

"The God of Flowers is a noble god in the divine realm. You are confused!"

"Someday, the truth will eventually be revealed. Good will prevail over evil. Lord Hundred Flowers, will you confess?"

Yan Zhu squatted in front of Baihua with a smile on her face and slowly raised her hand. The latter shook her head desperately as if she had seen the King of Hell.

If she were to be exposed on the spot, her position as God would be in jeopardy!

Seeing Yan Zhu's ruthless and impartial attitude, why not give it a try, and then listen to that person's advice and leave the divine realm? Bai Hua's heart was filled with fear. The hand supporting the ground suddenly gathered spirit and transformed into a dagger, a cold light flashing into Yan Zhu's pupils.

In a flash, Qingxuan first protected Baihua with his arms, then Hei Ling appeared from above to block the dagger, and then hung Baihua in the air.

Don't forget to comment: "Stinky——"

Yan Zhu comforted him, "Be patient, I'll let you hold Xiang when we get back."

Qingxuan lowered his eyes. Why did he feel like he was being talked about?

Yan Zhu pulled Qing Xuan behind him, away from the twisted and cursing Bai Hua, and scolded her, "Although I'm a Lesser Golden Core, I have the Black Silk to protect me. Her attack couldn't hurt me. Don't come close to me in the future. Your cultivation hasn't recovered yet, so why are you showing off?"

The man smiled faintly, his eyes reflecting his own: "I understand."

Yan Zhu turned around and looked at Baihua expressionlessly, pinching her hands in complicated gestures. Black light spread in the pupils of her eyes. Baihua's spiritual spring was infinitely enlarged at this moment. She used the Chaos Spirit as a hand, and skillfully unraveled the spiritual spring of others who had been sacrificed but not completely swallowed, and slowly drew it out.

"ah--"

At that moment, Baihua's face was distorted and her voice was trembling and ferocious because of the pain.

Yan Zhu turned a deaf ear to everyone and, under the incredulous and horrified gaze of the crowd, guided the faint spiritual spring water into the yarrow bead with Qingxuan's big hand.

In an instant, a scene of a human world appeared. The female cultivator in the world was innocent, kind and simple. She let the injured Baihua stay at her home. Who knew that a spiritual spring was dug up alive in the middle of the night.

In the picture, Baihua's face was calm but it made people's scalps tingle: "Let me have innocence, it is your luck."

Everyone was horrified: "Is it a human? This is scarier than a demon."

"Could it be that this is the reason why she is the most beautiful goddess in the world, surpassing all others?"

It’s terrifying to think about it, stealing other people’s things for your own use.

Yan Zhu said coldly: "Tell me yourself, how many people have you killed?"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Baihua sneered and simply stopped pretending. Her eyes revealed a madness: "It's just innocence, simplicity, kindness, youth... too many to count."

Everyone shook their heads, thinking that the God of Flowers had gone crazy.

Suddenly, a thousand-foot-long golden light shot out from the clouds, and three silver chains appeared in the void, tightly encircling the flowers and escorting them upwards.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "It's the Divine Law Temple!"

A powerful and solemn voice came from the clouds, and everyone saluted hurriedly.

"The Sinful God Baihua, you nurture turbid energy, secretly practice forbidden techniques, and steal the spiritual springs of innocent people for selfish desires. You violate the laws of heaven and earth and disrupt the laws of the divine realm. Today, I order you to remove your divine bones and fall into the human realm to reincarnate and suffer the consequences of your sins!"

After he finished speaking, Baihua stopped struggling and laughed crazily, staring at Yanzhu and cursing him with a damp curse. Qingxuan raised his foot and stood between the two of them. The hideous and twisted face was no longer in Yanzhu's pupils, but the man's seemingly thin but stable shoulders.

The man suddenly turned around and covered Yan Zhu's ears with his hands. His hands felt warm. Suddenly, the world was quiet and deserted. Only the other person's eyebrows made Yan Zhu admire him.

Just as one can see at first glance, Qingxuan's face is carved from jade, with a unique sharpness mixed in with the seven parts of clarity, which is diluted by his gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Baihua saw that the two of them were pulling and tugging at each other, which was quite irritating, so she slowed down and continued to scold.

"Do you think you've won just like that, Yanzhu? Your purification ability is also a shackle that imprisons you. Even if you ascend to the throne of God, so what? One day, like me, you will be rejected by the God Realm and slain by Heaven!"

"And Qingxuan, I wanted to help you recover your cultivation, but you are so ungrateful! You refused me! Why? How can I be inferior to Yanzhu?"

"Oh no, she's going to self-destruct her golden elixir!"

"Then... the entire Hundred Flowers Palace will be razed to the ground!"

"Go!"

The crowd quickly dispersed. Amidst the panicked curses, Yan Zhu stared at the man in front of her: "Why aren't you running?"

Qingxuan: "She won't succeed. Besides, if she is really affected, she won't be able to escape."

Sure enough, when Baihua self-destructed, a golden handprint came from above, counteracting the power of the self-destruction. At the same time, a complaint came from the clouds: You are still too young to self-destruct at the slightest disagreement.

Then the golden light dissipated, and withered petals all over the sky fell into the dust.

Yanzhu took the black silk, and the two returned to the lonely land. Qingxuan went straight to the water tank to wash his hands. Yanzhu frowned and looked at him, his skin was rubbed red. What happened to this guy?

A flash of inspiration came to him. Just now, during the chaos in the Baihua Palace, Baihua grabbed Qingxuan's wrist to prevent Qingxuan from taking out the yarrow bead?

“…”Is it that serious?

Yan Zhu felt playful and took a step forward, lightly touching the man's slender knuckles with her delicate hand. Seeing that he froze but did not refuse, she went further and squeezed his warm palm, mixed with cool mountain spring water. His palm was smooth but not greasy, and hers was whiter than snow. His hands were much bigger than hers.

Yan Zhu was naughty: "Why don't you dodge? Or rub it again?"

Qingxuan looked calmly into Yanzhu's eyes, which were filled with black fireflies. He withdrew his hand and stopped rubbing it. He asked, "Why didn't you switch back?"

Yan Zhu's palm fell empty, and she smiled and didn't care. "How to switch freely? I haven't mastered the rules yet, so there's no rush."

After he finished speaking, he summoned Hei Ling, who slowly wrapped herself around the man's waist and abdomen.

Qingxuan's body stiffened instantly.

Yan Zhu patted the man's shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. Your spiritual spring is pure. Baihua is thinking about it, and Hei Ling likes it too. It has purified too much turbid air today. I promised it, and I can't break my promise."

Qingxuan Youyou: "The God is good at offering flowers to Buddha."

Yan Zhu remained silent, without a trace of guilt: "Didn't you say that the backlash this time was sleepiness? I'm going to sleep first, don't call me for dinner."

Yanzhu yawned and walked towards her room.

Qingxuan said "hmm".

After Yanzhu left, Qingxuan summoned the yarrow bead.

It was shown that far away from the Lonely World, a group of people with funny masks on their faces were staring at the Lonely World.

Obviously, it was Yue Qiong and others who still had evil intentions.

"Brother, this guy never goes out. He's inseparable from the God of Purification all day long. I can't find a chance to take him down!"

"Damn it! I finally lost all my cultivation, but ended up finding such a powerful backer!"

Seeing this, Qingxuan put away the yarrow bead with an expressionless face.

——

Yanzhu slept for seven days.

Yanzhu rubbed her eyes. She was starving. Was she still dreaming? Why could she still smell the steamed buns in her dream?

While her mind was still in a daze, she heard a clear and distinct male voice coming from outside the house: "Come out for dinner."

Not dreaming.

Yan Zhu casually performed a dust-cleansing spell, pushed the door open and walked to the big tree in the yard. She sat down and looked around at the things on the table. They were all light meals. She didn't like them very much, but she couldn't stand having an empty stomach.

Qingxuan: "You just woke up, wait until tomorrow to eat something with a strong flavor."

Yanzhu nodded while eating: "How many days did I sleep?"

Qingxuan: "Seven days."

Yanzhu sipped the porridge in small mouthfuls. It was fragrant and delicious. After one bowl, her body felt warm and she felt alive again. She was full of energy and asked, "How is the Baihua incident going?"

Qingxuan tapped his fingers lightly on the teacup. "The Lord has already ordered the Divine Law Hall to investigate the forbidden technique of the Spirit Spring Symbiosis, and the matter of the foul air in the Hundred Flowers Hall has been handed over to the two of us."

"?"

Yan Zhu frowned, then thought, "Well, who made me responsible for the turbid air? What other oracle does the Heavenly Lord have?"

Qingxuan shook his head: "The Lord of Heaven said that you should go find him in person after you wake up."