"Chang Qingtian, do you have to force me?" Anshan was very angry.

He thought he could easily defeat Chang Qingtian, but he was repeatedly provoked by the other party.

It's unbearable!

He decided to make a big move!

Chang Qingtian stared at Anshan's eyes and gave a faint sneer, "the head of an nationality, it's all here. There's nothing to force. Just make it out if you have any means. I'm Chang Qingtian right here!"

"Well, well, that's what you said!"

An Shan sneered and picked up a red flower in his hand. He closed his eyes and silently recited the spell. The red flower bloomed slowly.

With the opening of the petals, the yellow stamens inside are also exposed to the public's view.

"Eh, what kind of flower is it? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Like sunflower?"

"Look, the petals are not very similar!"

"I've never smelled such a fragrant flower!"

Everyone was amazed.

At this time, the elder on the side of the court suddenly stared and rolled out of the garden.

"Is this... Magic fragrant flower?"

Hearing these three words, some old people present were shocked.

Even Mu long, who was watching the war, contracted his pupils.

Jiang Beichen was curious, so he asked Mulong, "chief mu, what is the origin of this magic fragrant flower?"

He didn't come to the ancestral temple meeting in vain. He saw the ever-changing nature of this magic.

There are also people who are good at Gu Shu in miaojiang, but they are worse than that in western Yunnan.

If miaojiang is the hometown of witches and insects, then this is equivalent to the birthplace of witchcraft in western Yunnan. Indeed, it has a long history.

Mu long blinked in his eyes and said faintly, "I've only heard of the magic fragrant flower, but I've never seen it! It's said that 30 years ago, there was a great disaster in western Yunnan because of this magic fragrant flower..."

Mulong spoke with great eloquence.

About a hundred years ago, someone found this flower in the jungle of Western Yunnan and brought it back to the tribe.

Seeds are planted in winter and bloom in spring.

Because of the gorgeous flowers, they were very popular among the nobles of various tribes at that time.

But in that season of flowers in full bloom, disaster also came.

The fragrance of magic scented flowers attracted bursts of black wind in the mountain stream. All the tribes that planted magic scented flowers were shrouded in the black wind.

None of the last tribes survived.

Occasionally, those who survive by luck have become crazy. Everyone says they have seen ghosts.

"What is the black wind?" Jiang Beichen felt very curious.

Mulong shook his head. "I don't know. Some people say it's the devil in the mountain. Some even say it's Huaxiang who recruited the monster in the lock demon tower. Later, the leader at that time banned the planting of such ominous plants on the whole dam. If there are violators, there will be no amnesty! This Anshan dares to touch the taboo? It's really hateful!"

Mu Long's face was very ugly. The other party secretly planted this kind of thing. It was obvious that he didn't pay attention to the leader.

But there was no way. After all, he was not sure whether it was magic fragrant flower or not.

Without evidence, there is no way to deal with the crime of policing mountain.

The elder said, "it's time for you to plant flowers on the mountain. Don't bury your face in the earth!"

Others don't recognize the magic fragrant flower, but he does!

He is over a hundred years old today!

He also experienced the catastrophe and the black spring, and he was a member of a tribe that planted magic fragrant flowers at that time.

Lucky to survive!

And he, of course, is familiar with the smell of magic fragrant flowers!

This is absolutely magic fragrant flower!

But Anshan didn't think so. "Elder, I don't know what the magic fragrant flower you said is. It's just a part of my Gu Shu. You don't seem to have the right to stop me?"

"You, bold!" The elder looks ugly.

Before the other party becomes the leader, he doesn't pay attention to the elder. When he becomes the leader, isn't it a turning point?

It's unreasonable!

He decided to teach the disobedient young man a lesson.

Bang!

The elder stepped step by step, several flashed and came to Anshan. Reach out and want to pick the flower.

But Anshan will not make him do it. A big hand patted out.