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Although the Holy Dragon's Qi could not compare to Yi Zhou's, it was still considered to be of great benefit.

The dragon's roar pierced through the skies and echoed in all directions.

After some time had passed, the golden light pillar and the Holy Dragon's Qi enveloping Yi Zhou's body finally entered Yi Zhou's slender body.

His upper body was naked, and the torn flesh on his body had already completely recovered. It was as if his body was plated with a layer of dark golden light.

On his chest, the dark golden dragon imprints surrounded him. He was a holy dragon that overlooked the heavens and the earth. His might was so great that it looked down on the heavens and the earth, and no one dared to blaspheme him.

After a long while, Yi Zhou's tightly shut eyes slowly opened up. His originally scarlet pupils had turned into a golden color, as if a sense of majesty was hidden within them.

When he stood up, he was not only unscathed, but instead brimming with a sense of power. He stretched out his five fingers and clenched them into a fist, allowing Yi Zhou to instantly feel the surging power in his body.

At this moment, it was as if there was a holy dragon running in his body and his entire body was filled with energy.

Just then, Yi Zhou frowned, five words suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ancient Dragon Body!

Buzz! Buzz!

Suddenly, the screen of light enveloping Yi Zhou began to condense. After that, a dizzy feeling entered his mind, and his figure gradually turned into an illusion at this moment.

Several breaths later, when Yi Zhou regained his senses, he suddenly realized that his surroundings had undergone a tremendous change.

The brilliant flowers were dazzlingly bright under the illumination of the rays of light. This was a sea of flowers, and the flowers were multicolored, so gorgeous that it was breathtaking.

This is... Where? Yi Zhou caressed the blossoming flower and muttered.

After that, he started walking, walking along a small path in the ocean of flowers, but as he walked, the ocean of flowers seemed to flow with him, it was obvious that he felt Yi Zhou was very close to him.

Hehe, looks like they like you a lot. Just as Yi Zhou was walking, a laughing voice suddenly came from afar.

The sudden voice startled Yi Zhou slightly. He hurriedly raised his head and looked at the sea of flowers in front of him.

Following that, an elderly figure dressed in gray robes slowly appeared in front of Yi Zhou.

Junior Yi Zhou greets Senior from the Supreme Profound Mountain. Yi Zhou's eyes flashed, then quickly after, he bowed to the grey-robed old man in the sea of flowers.

In the end, someone still managed to pass through the last step of the Grand Profound Mountain's trial, and it could be said that someone didn't make me wait a hundred years for nothing. The grey-cloaked old man lightly smiled. After that, he waved his hand and the petals began to condense within the sea of flowers. Sit down.

Yi Zhou did not act pretentiously, after nodding his head slightly, he sat on the petal in a flash.

Where did you come from? The gray-robed elder stared at Yi Zhou and asked with a smile.

In the land of 100 countries. Yi Zhou replied.

The grey-robed elder nodded and asked again. Have you ever been to the central part of the road? Especially White Jade Lake.

Yi Zhou shook his head. This junior has only just stepped into the trial, so I haven't been to White Jade Lake yet. May I ask where this place is?

The grey-robed elder's turbid eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment as his thoughts flew everywhere.

Saying that, Yi Zhou turned his head to the side, pretending to be on strike, and became a rascal.

No benefits, no work.

Hahaha … Seeing Yi Zhou like this, the grey robed elder laughed. You little rascal, you are just like me when I was young.

Fine, take this. As he spoke, he threw a talisman at Yi Zhou. When you find the person I am looking for in the ancient country of Forgetfulness, you will naturally gain a lot from bringing out this talisman.

Thank you, senior. Yi Zhou was ecstatic, and happily kept the order.

What a slick guy. The old man laughed, but he could still remember the look he had when he was young from seeing Yi Zhou, and remembered that time a lot.

At that time, they were still together.

Only later, they separated.

Now... Are you able to do something serious now? The gray-robed elder helplessly looked at Yi Zhou.

Yes, yes. Yi Zhou nodded his head repeatedly. White Jade Lake and the Forgotten Rivers Ancient Kingdom were things he had to go to.

Come and take a look at these paintings.

Yi Zhou nodded his head, then he only saw the grey robed elder wave his hand, and a picture scroll appeared floating in the air.

This is? Yi Zhou's expression congealed.

This was a painting drawn with his spiritual sense. There were four paintings in total, so he wanted to see if he could comprehend them.

After speaking, the grey-robed old man waved his hand once again, as three more painting scrolls appeared in the air.

Yi Zhou frowned slightly, his gaze focused on the four picture scrolls in front of him. Inside the picture scrolls was a beautiful woman.

Was the person Senior was looking for the person in the painting? Yi Zhou asked.

The gray-robed elder nodded. She is the Divine Empress of the ancient country of Forgotten Rivers, Forgotten Clouds. And these four paintings were also given to me by her.

In that case, Senior is the emperor of the ancient country of Forgotten Rivers?! Yi Zhou's expression became serious.

As if he had touched the softest part of the old man's heart, the old man's cloudy eyes dimmed. After a long period of silence, he shook his head.

Yi Zhou's gaze was complex, he did not dare to continue asking.

This seemed to be a miserable story.

Turning his head, Yi Zhou saw that within the four paintings, the women were all quietly playing the zither, but his surroundings had changed.

The first one, blue sky, white clouds, a hundred flowers in full bloom, is the image of spring.

The second, the sun shining, is the image of summer.

The third one, Autumn.

The fourth. Doon.

Senior, how did you draw these four paintings? Yi Zhou looked at the old man and asked. I think it wasn't just drawn with divine sense.

Kid, you're pretty smart. The old man smiled. Indeed, the drawing of these four paintings was not only limited to spiritual sense. The process of drawing was accompanied by the sound of a zither.

When I drew these four paintings, I played along with the zither while she used her spiritual sense as the brush and spent three days to finish the four paintings.

But after that...

Yi Zhou nodded his head, but the result was clear, so there was no need to say anymore.

Senior, I'll have to trouble you to touch the zither according to the sequence of these four paintings. Yi Zhou said.

Good. The old man nodded and sat down cross-legged. The zither appeared in a flash.

The melodious and melodious zither music rippled out, and Yi Zhou was staring at the picture scroll attentively. The Thirteen Mystical Holy Hells Monastery's thoughts started to circulate, and in his eyes, that picture scroll seemed to have life.

However, the power of Yi Zhou's mind consciousness was far from sufficient. He could deduce the concept of this painting based on his perspective, perfectly fitting the essence of it, but wouldn't be able to sustain it for long.

After a long while, Yi Zhou realized that other than the image on its surface, this painting also contained a feeling of endless growth, like a flower?

Yi Zhou shook his head, and then continued to visualize the remaining picture scrolls.

Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, Yi Zhou felt that all four paintings were filled with vitality, it was as if every painting had the concept of a flower behind them.

The zither music gradually stopped, and Yi Zhou retracted his gaze.

What did you see? the old man asked.

The spiritual sense that drew each painting had a feeling of compatibility, and the thing that fit seemed to be …

Flower! Yi Zhou replied.

A fusion between divine sense and a flower? The old man was startled and his body began to tremble.

The artistic conception that was compatible with every painting was actually a flower?!

Flowers... The old man seemed to have caught on to something as he stared unwaveringly at the four painting scrolls.

If it really was a flower, what kind of flower would it be?

He suddenly became very nervous, staring at the four picture scrolls in a daze with cloudy eyes.

Suddenly, the old man turned and asked Yi Zhou. Can you imagine what kind of flowers?

Senior, my cultivation has not reached the ninth level of the mind yet, and I have not truly understood the power of the soul. However, I have only trained in the Soul Forging Martial Arts, so it is difficult for me to figure out what kind of flower it is with the power of the soul. Yi Zhou shook his head.

That... The old man sighed.

Yi Zhou also frowned slightly, but he suddenly thought of something and said. Senior, if I touch the zither, will you be able to comprehend the flower in the painting?

You still want to practice zither? The old man's eyes glittered.

Yi Zhou smiled and nodded.

That's good. Seeing Yi Zhou's nod, the old man's taut face had a smile, and he looked as naive as a child.

Saying that, Yi Zhou sat on the ground and the clear zither appeared in a flash. Accompanied by the throbbing of the notes, the zither music filled the sky.

You only listen to me play it once and you'll remember it? The old man's eyes glittered in surprise.

Senior, please do not care about these details. Yi Zhou smiled and nodded.

The old man nodded and didn't ask anymore questions. After that, he gazed at the four paintings with cloudy eyes. He probed outwards with his Spiritual Sense, and following the zither music that Yi Zhou produced, he found the state of consciousness.

The artistic conception in the painting had flowers and shrubs growing on it.

As for the old man, he was deep in thought.

You... What do you mean? The old man's eyes glittered.

Senior, you will be able to comprehend what kind of flower is in the other three paintings, but only the second one is not. Perhaps it is because the people in senior's heart do not wish for Senior to know what kind of flower this is. Yi Zhou said.

When the old man heard this, he became much quieter as he stared at the empty space in front of him.

Did she not want him to know?

Primordial Flower, Non-Phase Flower, Elemental Flower. "Yi Zhou muttered.

Birth, absence, follow. Yi Zhou thought.

Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.

No, it should be life, form, or follow. Yi Zhou said before turning his gaze to the grey-robed elder. And the missing flower in the second painting, should be... Die!

So this is...

Life, death, phase, and follow!

The gaze of the gray-robed elder froze, Yi Zhou's mutter was like lightning that struck directly into his mind, causing his body to suddenly stiffen.

At this moment, Yi Zhou suddenly felt a stifling atmosphere in the space.

Life and death were intertwined. The grey-robed old man muttered as hot tears rolled down his face.

The next moment, the old man let out a miserable laugh.

Shen Ao Cang, you are such a bastard, you will definitely die a horrible death!

Suddenly, the grey-robed old man slammed his palm onto his chest, following which, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He collapsed onto the ground, his anger assailing his heart.

However, his eyes were still open, and his deep pupils were filled with endless regret and despair.

The Shen Ao Cang that he spoke of, was indeed him.

Senior. Yi Zhou's heart trembled, he squatted down, and wanted to check on Shen Ao Cang's injuries.

Shen Ao Cang waved his hand at him, his gaze was still fixated on the four paintings in the sky. Despair, indignation and regret could be seen within his empty eyes.

With just a glance, everyone could feel the deep sorrow in his heart.

Since it had already happened, I hope that senior can take care of himself. In short, it's not too late now that I know about it. Yi Zhou sighed, thinking that there must have been something strange going on with Senior Shen.