Chapter 11: Dreams are not dreams, flowers are not flowers

"It should have been like this." Demon Killing said, "Humans were not born in the world, but were created by Nuwa. Everyone's three souls and seven spirits came from Nuwa's spiritual energy. In ancient times, humans lived in the Yellow River Basin, and later they were born and raised more and more. Every mortal had to survive by absorbing Nuwa's spiritual energy. But even Nuwa, her spiritual energy and lifespan were limited. The more people she gave birth to, the shorter her lifespan would be."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "But now, Nuwa is dead, but humans are still alive?"

Demon Slayer said: "I heard that since the stones and repair the sky, Nuwa's life span has reached its limit. Ancient gods like her should not have lived so short, but she has been nourishing humans with her spiritual energy. The ability of humans to become the leader of all spirits depends entirely on her nurturing and grace. But even for a great god like her, this is an extremely life-consuming thing."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "But if she dies, wouldn't humans die together?"

Demon Kill said: "So, she did something, sacrificed herself, and saved the mortals she regarded as children."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "How did she do it?"

"I don't know," Mo Sha looked at him, "except for the Queen Mother and other few ancient immortals, I'm afraid that few people know about it at all. But I think... the Lord of the Fragrances should know it."

Tang Xiaofeng was silent.

He remembered a sentence he had said in plain language.

——"If my sister becomes the Fairy of Flowers again, no one in the three realms can stop her from killing herself."

He finally understood why Shi Youtan and Bai Hua killed their sister twice in a row.

He has always wanted to know the truth behind this series of events.

But it turns out that the truth is so cruel?

Or my sister dies...

Or all the flowers will die...

He remembered the unanswered question... If your wife and your mother fell into the river at the same time, you could only save one person, who would you save?

A ridiculous question.

But it is also a headache.

"As far as I know, Mandala and Hehuanhua have brought several flower gods under the Three Live Stone, allowing them to know the truth. Not only that, she also cooperated with the Black Rope Princess on the Moluo Sky to kill all flower gods," Mosha looked at him, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Xiaofeng stayed there, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

What should he do? My sister has died once and cannot become a sanctified body. Her golden body in her previous life was snatched away by Yin Ruohua again.

If Shi Youtan is stopped and the ninety-nine flower gods continue to live, the sister will die.

When my sister dies, all the flower gods will still die with you.

But could he really leave Zixiao, Lirong, cousin, cousin, and those ladies who have been married to him and have been worshipping him?

Could he really be like this and let them be killed?

He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't accept such an ending."

Demon Kill said lightly: "Is that true?"

Tang Xiaofeng said: "I believe you can't accept it either, otherwise you wouldn't have come to me."

Demon Kill continued to look at him: "I'm here to find you because, maybe, you can really do something."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "You mean..."

Demon Killing said: "There are cause and effect among the flowers, and it is difficult for other people in this world to change. But you are different. You were not a person in this world. I am increasingly convinced that your appearance is definitely not unreasonable. You have incredible energy that is unmatched with everyone. If there is still someone in this world who can change such a tragic ending, I believe that that person must be you."

Tang Xiaofeng said apologetically: "But my luck comes at the cost of your misfortune."

Demon Kill said: "So you have to work harder and don't let my misfortune become meaningless."

Tang Xiaofeng paced back and forth, but smiled bitterly, "But I don't know what else I can do. Before the full moon night came, I couldn't get to the Yuanqiao Secret Realm. My sister's soul was imprisoned by crystals and her golden body was also taken away. I don't know where to go to Shi Youtan to stop her from persecuting other flower gods, and even if I stop her, I don't know what to do next."

Demon Killing sighed: "To be honest, I can't help you with this."

Tang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "As a result, you have told me so much, but there is no help at all?"

The demon killer looked at him again: "But I know one thing, this thing cannot end like this."

Tang Xiaofeng said in confusion: "What you mean is..."

Demon Slayer said: "Mandala is very smart, and Hehuan is also very smart, but there is one thing you have to believe."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "What do you believe?"

Demon Slayer said: "No matter how smart they are, they cannot beat the Lord of the Fragrance."

Tang Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes...

The devil is gone.

Tang Xiaofeng returned to his sister's body and sat down.

"Husband!" Xiaoyue fell into his arms in a daze.

Tang Xiaofeng sighed and hugged her.

Unexpectedly, after this series of things, she was the only one with her side as she approached the end.

Because the Huanyuan Dan in his body was given to Cui Fang, he was injured when fighting Taotie. He was sleepy and tired, and hugged Xiaoyue and fell asleep like this.

In his sleep, he suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a vast white mist.

A gentle voice rang behind him: "Little brother."

He suddenly turned around and saw his sister.

The sister floated there quietly, graceful and graceful. She looked at her younger brother with a smile.

Tang Xiaofeng said: "Sister, am I dreaming?"

Tang Xiaoshan said: "Flowers are not flowers, dreams are not dreams! Do you think you are dreaming?"

Tang Xiaofeng looked at her: "I don't know, I really don't know. Isn't your soul already imprisoned in that strange crystal? If this was not a dream, what else would it be?"

The sister smiled and walked forward, gently stroked his face: "Silly brother, do you think you are the only one in the soul division technique?"

Tang Xiaofeng suddenly shook and looked at his sister.

My sister smiled: "Do you remember that when you were in Yuanqiao, you would kiss my sister every day? In fact, my sister's illness was not cured by your dual cultivation method and the immortal energy, but my sister did not stop you, but took this opportunity to hide a small part of my soul in your body. If the flower sealed it with the Soul Crystal, it was not my sister's complete soul."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "Did you know that this would happen at that time?"

The sister smiled: "You also know that my previous life was a fairy of flowers. The 'knowledge' of the previous life has always been hidden in the depths of my soul. I have remembered them these days. Since you told me that Mandala escaped from the extreme yin land and stole the picture of the scattered flowers in the celestial world, I knew that they would definitely do something else."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "Then you have heard everything I said to Demon Slayer just now?"

Tang Xiaoshan said: "He is indeed a good person."

Well, Brother Demon Kill, you can accept this good person card.

Tang Xiaofeng looked at his sister: "He told me, if Sister Zixiao, Ruohua, Jinfeng, and others who don't die, you will die... Is this true?"

My sister sighed: "The world has times of destruction, and my sister naturally has times of death. My sister has lived since the beginning of the world and now, and I have been in the past for thousands of years. Why can't I die if others die?"

Tang Xiaofeng said: "But..."

But the sister pulled him: "Little brother, look." She waved her hand, and illusions were everywhere.

The white mist split, there was heaven and earth, but the sky was a miserable and bleak sky, and the earth was a burnt black ground.

He saw a fairy who was extremely beautiful, walking lonely in this sad world, without relatives or reasons, lonely and alone, and occasionally looking back in a daze, feeling extremely sad.

The scene changed like this, with mountains rising and falling, and I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years have passed. The fairy finally couldn’t bear such loneliness, created a beautiful flower, and then put her spiritual energy into the flower. The flower began to live forever and transformed into another beautiful woman.

It was the first flower in the world, and her name was Mandala.

The beautiful fairy continued to make flowers, and Mandala had ninety-eight sisters. The beautiful fairy took them to live in a cave in a fairy mountain, where the scenery was picturesque and incredibly beautiful.

The fairy watched them play and watch them mess around, and she was no longer lonely, no longer lonely.

They are her sister and her daughter.

They came because of her, but she also found the meaning of living.

Ninety-nine flower gods didn't know where they came from, but they were all attached to her like children and couldn't bear to leave her.

The illusion continues to change, and tens of thousands of years have passed, hundreds of thousands of years have passed.

Those flower gods found that they also had the ability to make flowers, so they spread their flowers all over the world, and the world began to become beautiful and unique.

The fairy wanted to stop them, but looking at their happy smiles, she couldn't bear to blame them too much. Over time, the nonsense girls did not take her blame in their hearts because they knew that no matter how many wrong things they did, she would always forgive them and always protect them.

She treats them so well that they take everything they have for granted and never realizes what mistakes they have made.

There are more and more flowers blooming in the Three Realms, and countless flowers are numerous. There are many people in this world, but there are more flowers.

People don’t know where they come from, Nuwa is just a myth passed down.

Flowers don’t know where they come from, they just fill the world with their fragrance.

Until, everything becomes irreversible...

Tang Xiaofeng stared at these illusions blankly, with sadness, emotion, sigh, and helplessness.

He shed tears unconsciously.

The sister sighed: "For the fairy of Flowers, those flower gods are her sisters and daughters, and she will never watch them kill themselves."
To be continued...