However, there was one thing that Saint Zhi could not figure out.
The god slayer was a swordmaster, and that was an important piece of information that Saint Zhi almost paid the price of his eyes for. Therefore, there was no way he was wrong about that.
However, Faction Leader Zhu was a dragon herder, and Saint Zhi had seen him summon the dragon god with his own eyes. Saint Zhi had even ridden the Tiansha Dragon with him.
Therefore, Saint Zhi had to give up on his suspicions about Zhu Minglang based on the situation before him. However, that also made Saint Zhi want to know more about this Faction Leader Zhu.
Zhu Minglang said, "I'm confused. Let's not talk about the cultivation level of the person who set up this city of flowers. Her cultivation level is quite high, and she has already fooled the ten of us who are at the level of gods. I feel like she is sitting somewhere, watching us in her magic circle, and laughing at us for being like a bunch of ants who can't find their way out of the ground."
When he said that, Zhu Minglang suddenly thought of the Divine Pattern Man who trapped everyone at the foot of the mountain under the Dragon Gate. He treated the gods and the chosen ones like ants in his sandbox game.
He felt that this flower maze was not any weaker than the Divine Pattern Man in the Dragon Gate.
"Faction Leader Zhu, you see things from a different perspective. In fact, I also feel that we might not be able to find that person in this huge maze of flowers. However, where is that person looking at us?" Saint Zhi said.
Zhu Minglang tried to solve the maze of flowers using the same method that the Divine Pattern Man used to solve the maze of flowers, but he did not find much.
Saint Zhi walked around in the maze, but he seemed to have found something.
As he walked slowly, he spat out a few very clear words.
"Heaven and Earth Shaking Wind, Water Mountain Fire Lake."
Zhu Minglang did not really understand this knowledge. If Zheng Yu were here, she would be able to explain it in detail.
"The flowers and trees are the sky, the branches are the earth, the fragrance is the wind, the floating lanterns are the fire, the mud is the lake …"
Saint Zhi said some corresponding law terms intermittently, as if he was dissecting the entire maze of flowers.
Strangely enough, Zhu Minglang could still feel some kind of danger lurking around him at first, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. However, as he followed Saint Zhi's footsteps, that feeling of discomfort disappeared. The flowers around him were flowers, and the trees were trees. Even the little snake was very obedient and cute. It was impossible for it to turn into a huge colorful python tail and attack people.
"The person who set this up was very attentive. He hid the images of the Eight Trigrams in every unique landscape in the city. Flowers and branches, mud and houses, buildings and ground, ground and branches and flowers … Just like the 64 hexagrams of the Eight Trigrams, countless flower formations of various sizes were created. These flower formations then formed the entire maze city. Some of them were living creatures that could move, grow, and change. This made the scenery of every street we walked on completely different. Even after a while, when we walked on the same street again, it still looked brand new." Saint Zhi was calmly sorting out all of this.
. Zhu Minglang understood some of it.
That meant that the person who set up the maze of flowers and trees used the unique landscape of the entire city to make all kinds of combinations. It was like three sieves with six numbers, but it could be arranged in thousands of ways. It made the small city of flowers very complicated and varied.
It was a bit like the city of machines.
Of course, the complexity of the changes and the overlapping of space was far greater than the city of machines in the Extreme Court Royal Capital.
"I don't understand. What is the person who set it up for? If he knew we were coming, why did he set it up here? Did he want to trap us here?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Saint Zhi suddenly realized something and asked, "Maze Cheng should have set up eight gates through the Eight Trigrams Flower Formation, seven of which lead to life and one of which lead to death. The sadhus shuttled through the different gates randomly, and after a long time, they would definitely step into the gate of death … By the way, do you remember which direction God Liu went? What was the first street he stepped into?"
Zhu Minglang also paid attention to the eunuch god. He vaguely remembered that he stepped into a long street full of flowers and mud with an arhat.
"Flower Mud Street," Zhu Minglang said.
Saint Sovereign Zhi quickly calculated with her fingers, and soon, she realized what was going on!
"The door of death! The place God Flow stepped into and the direction he went in could have up to seven doors of death. It was the biggest door of death in the city! This person wants to kill the righteous gods! "Saint Zhi exclaimed.
They were like-minded people!
Zhu Minglang was also surprised!
He did not expect that there was someone like him in Tianshu Shenjiang.
The problem was, if Flowing God was killed by the enemy, wouldn't his God's Merit be in vain?
God Flow was his primary target. He was relying on him to support his Fuchen Divine Merit!
"That's too much. How audacious are these bastards. They actually want to slaughter the Righteous Gods in Xuan Ge City. Saint Zhi, quickly bring me over to stop these arrogant Tian Shu people!" Zhu Minglang said indignantly.
Show mercy!!!
Zhu Minglang desperately needed this Divine Merit!
A righteous god like him would take a long time to reach the level of Divine Master. Therefore, he had to rely on the filthy righteous gods in Tianshu Shenjiang to boost his cultivation. Killing a scum like God Flow would definitely bring glory to the righteous path.
Boss of Huacheng, don't steal my head! I, Zhu Minglang, will you?
"Follow me." Saint Zhi also realized the seriousness of the matter.
Castration was castration. As long as the righteous god was still alive, everything would be fine.
However, if God Flow, one of the thirty-three righteous gods of Tianshu, were to die in Shen Du, especially before the Sacred Leader Assembly, it would definitely cause a huge uproar. If this matter was not handled well, Xuan Ge Celestial Capital would be implicated!
…
Although he had grasped a certain pattern, it was still complicated. It would take time to unravel the various combinations of the divinations. Moreover, many of the divinations were hidden in the landscape. Things like flowers, vines, leaves, branches, and snakes might not be distinguishable in the complicated colors and layers.
Saint Zhi kept calculating along the way. Every time they passed a junction, he would have to delay for a while.
Zhu Minglang was even more anxious.
God Flow, God Flow, hang in there. I, Zhu Minglang, will be there soon. Don't die, please don't die.
As he sprinted, Zhu Minglang looked anxiously at the night sky. Passing through the flowers that reached the sky, he could barely see the star that Liu Shen represented. The light of that star was flickering, like a candle flame in the wind!
God Flow, survive!
Although you have lost your dignity as a man, please don't give up on yourself so easily. Life is so beautiful, even a eunuch has his own beauty …
You have to believe in yourself and survive.
You have to survive until I come!
…
Saint Master Zhi, who was standing by the side, witnessed Zhu Minglang's genuine worry and anxiety. His suspicions towards Zhu Minglang lessened.
"It seems that I've been overthinking. No wonder he has an auspicious aura. If he were an ordinary Deity, he would have hoped for the fall of the Righteous Deity and become the Righteous Deity. But in the eyes of a kind cultivator, God Flow is still a human life."
Saint Zhi had a better impression of Master Zhu. At the same time, he reflected on himself, as a kind cultivator, for not understanding Master Zhu's open-mindedness and kindness.
…
The Seven Gates of Death.
It was tailor-made for people who went to the netherworld.
Others stepped into the romantic and beautiful City of Flowers, but God Flow and the Eagle Arhat were no different from jumping back and forth between the gates of hell.
The ground was covered with withered flowers, the soil was black, and the road was long and endless. Whether it was the dense and oppressive sky covered by vines or the night itself, it was like a bottomless abyss that made people tremble in fear.
God Flow couldn't help but walk faster.
He didn't know if it was because he felt uneasy or because he was castrated.
He stuck close to the Eagle Arhat, as if he felt a sense of security from the half-naked Eagle Arhat, who exuded a masculine aura …
But the chill was constantly seeping into his body. He looked at a house in front of him and vaguely saw that the house had a long tail!
When he got closer, he suddenly realized that it wasn't a house at all. It was a colorful poisonous flower dragon whose body was completely coiled together!!!
God Flow hadn't forgotten about the little poisonous dragon that sneaked under his abdomen when he wasn't paying attention. Its body shape was very similar to this huge poisonous flower dragon. For a moment, a spasm came from his abdomen, causing God Flow to cover his crotch and cry out crazily!
When the Eagle Arhat saw the colorful tail, he immediately realized that it was the mysterious colorful tail that had swung him around like a clay puppet when he first entered the City of Flowers. The angry Eagle Arhat charged toward the poisonous flower dragon god, but was sent flying a few streets away by the dragon god's tail …
…
"Boom!!!"
A loud noise came from the flower forest in the city. Zhu Minglang heard the noise and realized that he wasn't far from God Flow.
"We'll reach it after passing through this flower forest, but this flower forest is a small death gate. I'm afraid there are dangerous things lurking around," Saint Master Zhi said to Zhu Minglang.
"Don't worry, I can handle it," Zhu Minglang said and summoned the Peach Demon Deer Dragon.
The peach spirit, the deer dragon, was hopping in front of Ji Hao. Its four slim little hooves nimbly ran across those weird trees. Soon, those trees returned to their original kind and friendly look.
Zhu Minglang and Saint Master Zhi followed along, and nothing happened. The Peach Demon Deer Dragon reached the end of the flower forest and didn't dare to go any further because it was afraid. After all, for a dragon baby like it, it was extremely dangerous to go beyond its realm.
Little Golden Dragon, who hadn't come out for a breath of fresh air for a few days, cried out in the Spirit Realm, saying that it wanted to go out and show off its skills. However, Zhu Minglang glared at it sternly.
Why would a little dragon like you, who hasn't even grown all your teeth, come out and make a scene in this place?
Little Golden Dragon felt wronged and said that it was lonely and invincible in the infant dragon garden. Why couldn't it go out and join the world?
However, when Zhu Minglang stepped into Flower City's Gate of Death, he happened to see the Poisonous Flower Dragon God whose body could cover a few streets. The little Golden Dragon expressed that the world of adults was still a little scary, so he retracted back and sucked in big mouthfuls of spiritual energy!
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