After we walked out of the thick fog, we climbed a mountain along Huangquan Road.

But the moment we went up the mountain, everyone was stunned.

Looking around, wherever we see, there are beautiful red flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers can't see at a glance, swaying gently in the breeze, like waves.

The Yellow Spring Road extends into the sea of ​​flowers and leads to the distant sky.

All four of us were stunned and attracted by the beautiful scenery.

I looked at these and said unconsciously:

"What a beautiful sea of ​​flowers! Is this the legendary red shore flower?"

I murmured to myself, and Murong Yan next to me answered directly:

"This should be the other side of the shore. These flowers have no leaves, only flowers."

After saying that, Murong Yan squatted down and went to smell the fragrance of the other side of the flower.

Wang Hai and Zhou Jie also squatted down at this time and observed these flowers very carefully.

These flowers are abnormally blood-red and very eye-catching.

But his appearance is unique and can attract attention at a glance.

It is different from any flower you see in the living world, and has its own unique petals and shapes.

One branch and one flower, so simple.

At this time, Jay Chou pulled out a flower on the other side and held it in his hand and said:

"I heard in the world that the flowers and leaves on the other side are not seen, and the flowers and leaves are not seen, and the leaves are not blooming!"

"Oh? Is there anything else?" Wang Hai spoke, obviously he had no idea about the legend of the Rikaya Flower.

Jay Chou was asked by Wang Hai, and he didn't seem to be very sure:

"I heard of it too, but I think it should be true! After all, there are so many flowers, I haven't seen leaves."

I stood beside me and smiled faintly when I heard this.

Regarding the Risan Flower, I have really heard from my master telling its stories before.

Then he spoke to the two of them: "Xiao Zhou is right. Legend has it that the flowers on the other side have been blooming for thousands of years, and the flowers and leaves have not met each other."

"So, this flower is still very rare." Wang Hai continued to speak.

But Murong Yan, who was next to him, interrupted: "The red red spider flower we see in front of us is called Manzhushahua, which is transformed by the obsession of love."

When I heard Murong Yan speak, I nodded slightly.

Of course, I have heard of this legend.

However, Wang Hai and Zhou Jie obviously didn't understand.

Then he heard Zhou Jie hurriedly said, "Ding Fan, Murong Yan, does this red shore flower have any story and origin?"

Murong Yan and I nodded slightly, indicating that we were sure.

At the same time, I just heard me say: "In legend, the red shore flower is transformed from two great gods in the heavenly realm, the other shore."

"Gods in the heavenly realm? Then why did they become flowers?" Wang Hai asked anxiously.

But I raised my hand and signaled them to listen while walking, so that I would not delay the journey.

Next, we strolled in the sea of ​​flowers while listening to the legend of the other side of the flower.

Legend has it that the other and the shore are two gods in the heavenly realms.

Because of mutual appreciation, I finally decided to live my life.

Therefore, it violated the laws of heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious and put down a vicious curse, transforming them into a flower and leaf that was useless to see the plants.

At the same time, they were demoted to the extreme north and endured the pain of the severe cold.

Until one day, a Buddha passed by the extreme north and saw the other side of the flower.

The Buddha's Dharma is towering, and he can see the cause and effect of the other side of the flower at a glance.

He did not have any joys and sorrows, but just laughed three times.

Then he spoke to the flower of the other side and said, "You were not allowed to meet each other in your previous life, and you were not allowed to fall in love with each other. Breakthrough and reunion are just fate and fate.

There is a curse of heaven on you, so that your fate will not be dispersed, and your fate will not be separated.

I can't help you untie this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side and let you bloom all over the fields!"

After saying that, the Buddha took away the other side of the flower in a wrap.

The other side is on the other side of the sea of ​​suffering, and the Buddha brought the other side of the flower to the underworld.

When crossing Santu River, I accidentally stained the package with the water of Santu River, which invaded the red spore in the package.

The Buddha came to the shore, sorted out the package, and prepared to dry the water stains.

But when I opened the package, I was shocked to find it.

The bright red red flower of the other side has faded and turned into a snow-white white.

The Buddha was surprised to see it.

But the Buddha's profound Dharma was very clear and he quickly understood the reason.

Suddenly he burst out laughing and said to the white Heihanhua: "It is better to be very sad than to be very happy, it is better to forget than to remember it.

How can we divide right and wrong?

What a flower, what a flower!

The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it Mandala Flower. Because it was on the other side, it called it the flower on the other side.

Therefore, the color-changing red spider flower, Mandala Hua, grew on the opposite bank of the Santu River.

After the Buddha left, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who had made great wishes, suddenly came to the side of the Santu River.

He looked at the faded white mandala flower and looked at the rolling water of the Santu River again.

He sighed: "You have escaped and are free, so why do you leave this boundless hatred in the hell that is already boundless in the sea of ​​suffering?"

After saying that, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva spread his hands and saw the love and hatred and obsession that had faded from the other side of the flower, which turned into a seed and flew into the hands of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at the red seeds in his hand, and the Buddha's light was thousands of ways.

He spoke again: "Since you stay, remember your color.

Let you be a guide messenger and guide them toward reincarnation.

There is already Mandalahua on the other side, so you call it Manzhu Shahua!”

After saying that, the red seeds of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, the other side of the Santu River.

In an instant, it was covered with red red flowers, Manzhu Shahua.

In this way, the red Manzhushahua and the white Mandalahua are bounded by the Forgetful River, and will always be seen each other forever.

At the same time, their existence also symbolizes the beauty of curse and separation and death.

And this is the story of the red spider flower that I know.

When I said this, Wang Hai and Zhou Jie had already heard it so intoxicatedly.

I didn’t expect that there was such a desolate and beautiful love legend in the underworld.

Wang Hai sighed: "So, we saw this red Manzhushahua, isn't it far from the Wangchuan River?"

"Well, that's the case." I spoke directly.

According to legend, when we see the red red shore flower, we are not far from Fengdu City.

We paced in the fragrant flower of the other side until a day later, we saw it from afar.

In the distant sea of ​​flowers, a city suddenly appeared.

The city pass is majestic, erected between two stone mountains, and inside is a majestic black palace.

There was a very long queue in front of the city gate.

Seeing this, all of us guessed the name of the palace.

That's right, this is the fourth level on the Huangquan Road, the Hall of Dead.
Chapter completed!