Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

I didn't expect that the fifth vein of the Xuan Gu Saint Body's comprehension of "domain" was very similar to the ancient inheritance that Emperor Jin Ming had comprehended throughout his life.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, the mastery of the Ten Thousand Sword Domain has reached the perfect state]

The system voice fell, looking at the space around him, Nie Chen actually felt that the space seemed to no longer be a whole.

Instead, it seemed to be divided into domains.

"You actually comprehended and absorbed part of the source stone!"

Looking at the changes in Nie Chen's body and the seven-color source stone that seemed to have shrunk a little, the Saint of Flowers also showed a trace of astonishment.

In Lanchuan Continent, source stones are extremely precious and mysterious.

Even on the entire continent, it is almost extremely difficult to find a few source stones.

And most of them are source stones with attributes such as wind and fire.

The mystery of this seven-color source stone is still difficult to find even in the records.

I didn't expect that Nie Chen could not only comprehend a little mystery in the seven-color source stone, but also absorbed a small part of it!

If it wasn't Nie Chen, she would never believe it if it was anyone else.

"Well, this source stone is really a good thing."

Nie Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Domain, space, these things were originally untouchable by anyone below the emperor.

But with the help of this source stone, he actually understood a lot in an instant.

"However, the empress told me that this treasure in the desert forbidden land may be related to the imperial mausoleum. Can you see anything?"

Nie Chen handed the seven-color source stone to the hands of the Flower Saint.

The Flower Saint gently held the source stone and integrated her thoughts into it.

Soon, she nodded.

Qingyue was right. This source stone might really be related to the imperial mausoleum.

The jade hand gently waved in the air, and the scene she saw actually appeared in the chariot.

Surrounding the source stone, a series of colorful lights spread from it like silk threads.

These countless colorful silk threads extended to the distance, as if communicating countless spaces and domains.

One of the paths led to the Emperor's Mausoleum.

"I didn't expect that this source stone was indeed related to the Emperor's Mausoleum!

Not only that..."

The Saint of Flowers looked at the ray of light that spread to the direction of the Emperor's Mausoleum, and murmured with a hint of solemnity:

"It seems that the situation in the Emperor's Mausoleum is indeed not optimistic."

Sitting in the carriage, Nie Chen also returned to the Holy Land of Flowers.

The carriage fell to the ground, and soon, a disciple brought a wooden box with a bamboo flute and presented it to the Saint of Flowers with both hands, and told her about Yao Mengyun's situation.

"This girl..."

The Saint of Flowers couldn't help but sigh.

Except for being a little bit competitive, Yao Mengyun has a righteous outlook, excellent character, and works very hard in cultivation. There is nothing to criticize.

But the only problem is that her state of mind seems to be a little fragile.

Even the Saint of Flowers couldn't help but feel a little curious.

After all, before Yao Mengyun left, she had already lent her the Heavenly Grade Bamboo Flute temporarily, and even taught her a spell that could clearly sense the aura of an object and avoid danger.

Logically speaking, with these two things, there shouldn't be any accidents.

She couldn't help but open the wooden box and took out the bamboo flute.

There was no crack on the bamboo flute, and it was obviously fine.

"Since it's not about the magic weapon, then what is it..."

She put the bamboo flute to her lips with some doubts, and gently pressed her cherry lips on it, but the Saint of Flowers paused for a moment.

For some reason, she actually felt a strange aura on the bamboo flute.

Noticing that Nie Chen was looking at her, Saint of Flowers temporarily dispelled her doubts and smiled coquettishly:

"Why are you looking at me like this? Are you interested in my flute playing?

But..."

She looked back and smiled, charmingly.

The voice of the Flower Saint was soft and intoxicating:

"But if you want to listen, I can do it~"

The golden hair was gently lifted to the temples, and the brocade dress with a bit of holiness outlined the graceful and extraordinary curves.

Silent and charming, the Flower Saint smiled and blew the first note.

But after just blowing it, she suddenly felt something strange.

I was not wrong, there seemed to be some strange breath on the bamboo flute.

And...the feel seemed strange.

"What is it?"

The Flower Saint was slightly stunned, and she was also a little curious.

It happened that she had just taught Yao Mengyun a secret method to detect breath. She integrated a wisp of spiritual energy into the bamboo flute and felt the breath coming back.

"This is...is..."

However, the Flower Saint's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Even the hand holding the bamboo flute was shaking slightly.

Her cultivation was far superior to Yao Mengyun, and her control over magic was much stronger.

Therefore, the breath she felt on the bamboo flute was also clearer.

Even...

The Saint of Flowers began to evade her gaze, and her cheeks felt red.

With the help of the breath restoration technique, she felt the breath of Nie Chen and Chu Qingyue on the bamboo flute at the same time.

Because of her extremely powerful strength, she could barely see the fragrant and lingering scene that flashed by.

"Don't use the bamboo flute in strange places, it's a heavenly magic weapon!"

The Saint of Flowers was so ashamed that she couldn't even look at the bamboo flute in her hand.

"Saint, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Nie Chen noticed her strange change and asked.

"No, nothing."

She quickly put away the bamboo flute and tried her best to pretend that she knew nothing.

But her heart was beating hard to calm down.

Until she quietly hid the bamboo flute, the feeling of shame finally eased a little.

Holding the source stone in her hand, the voice of the Saint of Flowers was a little heavy:

"The appearance of this source stone means that the situation in the imperial mausoleum may be urgent."

"Well, it seems so."

Nie Chen nodded.

When he merged some of the seven-color source stones just now, he seemed to sense some of the scenes in the imperial mausoleum for a moment.

The mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the sky full of blood.

The horrifying scene did not look like a sacred place where the supreme powers of the entire continent were buried.

"Saint is going to leave for the imperial mausoleum soon?"

Nie Chen asked.

"Maybe, but it's not time yet."

The Saint of Flowers smiled and came to Nie Chen with a wisp of fragrance:

"It's so hard to come to the Holy Land of Flowers, why don't I invite you to participate in an event?"

"Event?"

"Yes, it's an event prepared for entering the Imperial Mausoleum.

However, you need to participate in a group of two. You can't bear to see me alone and watching."

The Saint of Flowers stared at Nie Chen pitifully.