"I heard that the 100-meter area of the Zangshi River, although it is only a hundred meters away, is divided into three stages." Nangong Lingyue had just retreated from the sea of consciousness when she heard Yu Wenfeng explaining about the Zangshi River.
Everything in the 100-meter realm made me feel surprised that there were no such things in my mind, so I listened quietly.
"These three stages are the peripheral stage, the middle stage and the inner stage. The peripheral stage is thirty meters from when we step into the 100-meter realm. These thirty meters are called the peripheral stage, and the middle stage is
Thirty meters further in, the remaining 40 meters belong to the inner stage." Yu Wenfeng explained carefully: "The three stages go inward in sequence, and the further in, the closer you are to the Zangshi River.
This means the greater the danger you encounter!”
"What dangers are there?" Lan Jing couldn't help but asked, tilting her head.
Yu Wenfeng shook his head and said: "I have never been there, and I only know so much about the Zangshi River. As for the dangers at each stage, I have never heard anyone talk about it!"
"Since the dean can get the news about the mummies floating in the corpse river, he should know something about everything here, but when we came, he didn't say a word!" Nangong Meier complained a little.
"Is it possible that we must come to die?" he said.
"If everything has been said, what's the point of calling it experience?" Jun Shaoze, who had never spoken a word, said it calmly, but it was recognized by everyone.
Nangong Meier's face darkened and she didn't say anything.
Although Jun Shaoze had a good relationship with her brother Nangong Aoxuan, she had always disliked him, so she ignored him.
While everyone was talking, Yalong had already flown a hundred miles away and arrived at a place a hundred meters away from the Zangzhi River. Once here, Yalong stopped flying forward.
Everyone looked up and looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all shocked.
A curtain of light that was so faint that it was almost invisible dropped down from high in the sky, standing between Baijijing and Yalong. The light light flowed like water, from top to bottom, never stopping.
And through the light curtain, everyone could vaguely see everything inside, and it turned out to be flowers filling the space!
Looking around, there was a sea of flowers, so red that every flower seemed to be dripping with blood, which was extremely weird.
There are strange flowers with only flowers and no leaves. There are countless blood-red filaments entwined on the stem of each flower. They are connected and leaning on each other, filling the entire space.
They are obviously red flowers, but even though they are separated by a light curtain, they actually give people a dead feeling, without any life. The red flowers everywhere are strangely beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel scared.
"This seems to be Manzhu Shahua!" Zhuang Yan frowned and said.
"Manzhushahua?" Nangong Lingyue heard the words and searched for the information in her mind again. Soon a colorful glazed light flashed through and she got the information she wanted.
"Ling Yue, do you know this kind of flower?" Qu'an couldn't help but ask when she saw Nangong Lingyue's expression was different.
Nangong Lingyue nodded and lied: "I once read information about this kind of flower in a book. Manzhu Shahua, also known as the flower of the other side, is also known as the flower of greeting."
"Flower of the Other Shore! Oh my god, this is the legendary Flower of the Other Shore!" As soon as Nangong Lingyue finished speaking, everyone became excited. Maybe everyone didn't know about Manzhu Shahua, but who hasn't heard of the Flower of the Other Shore?