Baihua Valley is located in the Southern Region, hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the Big Demon Mountain.
In the valley, all seasons are like spring, and it is a good place to cultivate flowers.
Outside of Baihua Valley, because people buy and sell flowers all the year round, a small city is slowly formed called Baihua City.
Sun Hao and Huang Rumeng came to Baihua City, looking at the streets on both sides, frowning slightly.
I saw that there were few pedestrians in Baihua City.
A gust of wind passed, and dry flowers and branches were blown around on the street.
It seemed a bleak scene.
This is completely different from the legendary Baihua City.
"Is this Baihua City? Why did it become like this?" Sun Hao frowned slightly.
I was thinking about buying some flowers in Baihua City and planting them back. I was really disappointed when I came here.
"My son, I don't know this, do you want someone to ask?" Huang Rumeng asked.
"it is good!"
Sun Hao nodded and saw a teahouse, without even thinking about it, he walked inside.
Teahouse, but a good place to inquire about news.
"I don't know what's wrong with this Southern Territory? Strange things happen again and again!"
As soon as I walked into the teahouse, I heard the voice of a storyteller.
Many people surrounded the storyteller.
Sun Hao found a corner and sat up with Huang Rumeng.
"What's the strange thing lately? Come and listen!"
"Yes, stop selling it!"
The storyteller looked at a few people with anxious expression, raised the corner of his mouth, and patted the table.
"I just ask you, have you had any nightmares recently?" the storyteller asked.
As soon as these words were said, everyone looked at each other, their expressions changing.
How would he know?
"Yes, nothing happened in the last few days, I always can't sleep, and I often have nightmares!"
"Me too, as the saying goes, I don’t do bad things for people, and I’m not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night. I have never done anything bad, and I have been having nightmares lately. What is going on?"
The storyteller sighed secretly, "Actually, I am just like you. I always have nightmares these days!"
"Even if you don't sleep and keep meditating and practicing, your whole person will sink into a nightmare, and get up the next day without energy at all!" said the storyteller.
When everyone heard it, they nodded.
"Why are you just like me? I practiced recently, not advancing but retreating!"
"Is it going to happen in this world?"
Worry is written on everyone's face.
"You are wrong! It's not that something big will happen, it's already happening!" said the storyteller.
"What? Has happened? What big thing has happened?"
"Let's not talk about other places, just in the Southern Territory, two major events have happened!"
"The first thing is that the head of the Jiang family died suddenly last night!"
The words came out.
Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
The sound of cold air, one after another.
After a while.
"What? Patriarch Jiang is dead? How is this possible?"
"The Jiang Family Patriarch is a half immortal, and the means can reach the sky. It is said that the talisman drawn can pass the sky and the earth, avoid ghosts and gods! How could he die?"
Seeing everyone with doubts, the storyteller pretended to be mysterious, "Do you know how the Jiang family Patriarch died?"
When everyone heard it, they shook their heads.
"Sorry, I'm still hungry today, please donate generously!" The storyteller slightly clasped his fists.
The words came out.
Everyone waved at once.
"Come less, a cultivator will still be hungry, love to talk about it!"
"That is, our business is not easy to do right now. The gate of Baihua Valley is closed and we can't buy flowers. How can we make money?"
"Yes, I don't know how to be considerate of us and take care of your business for so long!"
When it comes to Lingshi, the onlookers scattered around.
The storyteller sat there, smiling awkwardly.
With a look from Sun Hao, Huang Rumeng stepped forward and directly took out ten high-grade spirit stones.
The storyteller's eyes shined, revealing an uncontrollable surprise.
Without even thinking about it, he walked straight to Sun Hao and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, son!"
"No, keep talking!" Sun Hao said.
The storyteller clasped his fists and said, "My son, actually, Patriarch Jiang went to Youze half a month ago, but after returning, he became seriously ill!"
"It's only half a month, then died suddenly!"
"Youze is a restricted area of life, let alone him, even immortals don't dare to enter!"
Hearing this, Sun Hao nodded secretly.
"What about the second thing?" Sun Hao asked.
"My son, the second big thing is Hundred Flowers Valley!"
"Ten days ago, Baihua Valley suddenly closed, without any signs!"
"This caused Baihua City, which relied on Baihua Valley to exist, suddenly fell into depression!" said the storyteller.
"Why are so many immortal cultivators snapping up the flowers of Baihua Valley?" Sun Hao asked.
"My son, because the flowers of Hundred Flowers Valley are not only beautiful, but they also have the effect of calming the gods to sleep, driving away evil spirits and avoiding harm, and they can release spiritual energy and speed up cultivation!"
"Each of them has different functions, and many Southern immortal cultivators have often had nightmares at night during the recent period. There are so many people who come to buy flowers!"
"Now, although Baihua City is in depression, it is overcrowded outside Baihua Valley!"
The storyteller was afraid that Sun Hao would be dissatisfied, so he finished in one breath.
"Then did they announce any reason?" Sun Hao asked.
The storyteller shook his head slightly, "However, they are currently recruiting masters of flower cultivation!"
"Master of flower cultivation?" In Sun Hao's eyes, the brilliance was fleeting.
"Yes, son. However, their request is too difficult. It has been five days, and it seems that no one has passed." said the storyteller.
Sun Hao nodded slightly.
He has the supreme planting technique, not to mention flowers, any plant, in his own hands, can't grow up obediently.
"By the way, has anyone investigated the cause of the nightmare?" Sun Hao asked.
"No, even the Jiang family, the strongest in the Southern Territory, has no clue. How can ordinary cultivators have any way!" The storyteller shook his head for a while.
"Okay, thank you!"
Sun Hao clasped his fists and saluted and stood up directly.
Probably the news is clear, then go directly to Baihua Valley now.
"My son, do you want to go to Baihua Valley?" Huang Rumeng asked.
"Not bad!" Sun Hao nodded.
"My son, I will take you to fly in!" Huang Rumeng said.
Sun Hao waved his hand slightly, "We are here to buy flowers. If we break in like this, how can we hurt those flowers if we fight?"
"My son, if they don't sell, how do we buy?" Huang Rumeng wondered.
"Then join them!" Sun Hao said.
"My son, do you want to be a trainer?" Huang Rumeng asked.
Sun Hao nodded, "Rumeng, take me outside of Baihua Valley!"
The two soared into the sky, turning into a ray of light, and instantly appeared outside the Hundred Flowers Valley.
Seeing the scene before him, Sun Hao couldn't help frowning.
I saw that outside the Hundred Flowers Valley, crowded with people stood densely.
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