Leisurely cultivating life

Thinking of this, the golden feather boy raised his head and looked at the golden bead.

Since the owner of the letter called him here, there must be some specific matters to explain.

And since he came in, the golden bead fell in a conspicuous place. Since the jade box contained the method of becoming a fairy, then this thing must have been arranged by the owner of the letter.

Just when he was thinking this way, the golden bead hanging in the air swung and slowly drifted towards the golden feathered boy.

Seeing this scene, the young man with golden feathers became more and more sure of his guess just now.

Just as he was about to step forward to grab it, suddenly the golden bead moved and turned into a golden light, sinking into the center of his eyebrows.

Chapter 801 The Quiet Boy Who Can Live For 30 Years

In an instant, scenes of memories hidden deep in the blood emerged.

As a descendant of the phoenix and standing at the peak of the mortal world, he has already fully discovered the advantages of his own bloodline, but at this moment, some of the memory images that surfaced are those he has seen before, but some of them he has never known.

He was very surprised, even a little terrified. In order to become an immortal, he had already shed his physical body, and now only the dharma body remained, which can be said to have broken away from the original body.

Although the image of the golden divine bird is still maintained, it is only the original habit.

The reality and the past have been broken long ago. Logically speaking, it should be impossible to see these things again, but now they seem to be connected again.

The meaning it represented made him frightened, thinking that his method of deep sleep had been broken.

Speaking of which, as a descendant of the true spirit phoenix, he has an incomparably powerful innate advantage. He was born with great supernatural powers. Although he is not as good as the innate true spirit, the difference between the two is limited.

The ancestor bird in his lineage, the earliest golden bird, existed in ancient times, even earlier than the gods.

But even so, when he reached the Heavenly Court of the ancient monster race, he underwent a series of changes, and he died in the passage of time.

Although the descendants of later generations can also inherit their abilities, they are only passed down from generation to generation, but they are gradually declining.

By the time of his generation, his natural supernatural powers had become very weak, and because of his great humanity, he was accepted as a mount by a human power and guarded the gate for him.

Fortunately, he has some intelligence, and some opportunities, that human race power died for some reason, he took the opportunity to escape, and after a lot of hard work, he finally became the pinnacle of the mortal world.

It's just that after that, no matter how he practiced, he couldn't step into that fairy gate.

By chance, he obtained the method of deep sleep. Although this method has great side effects, but because of his attachment to the upper realm, he still gritted his teeth and practiced this method, and he has survived to this day.

The reason why it is not very well-known in the universe, apart from being low-key, is also because after practicing the method of deep sleep, no matter how much it is practiced, its fighting ability will inevitably decline.

But no matter what, this method of deep sleep is the only reliance for him to survive until now, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

After some inspections, he finally calmed down, and the effect of the method of deep sleep still existed in him.

However, what made him a little weird was that he found that with this golden bead, his fighting ability had recovered a bit, and he also possessed some supernatural powers of his ancestors.

He could feel that his combat power at this moment had probably returned to the time when he did not practice the method of deep sleep, which really surprised him.

After the joy, the golden feather boy's eyes gradually became sharper.

Since I have benefited, then I have to do things well, and the owner of the letter can restore his fighting ability, so he can naturally peel it off.

……

Fengshen Realm.

Somewhere in the unknown sky, a mountain that is neither high nor short.

This mountain is not high, but it is full of beautiful spirits. It gathers the inspiration of a land and land here. The spiritual spring hangs down on it, and the rainbow hangs in the sky. You can see the little people in the form of spiritual grass running all over the mountains and plains.

On the top of the mountain, there is a forest of green bamboos, and a young man sits cross-legged outside the bamboo forest.

His long hair hangs down his shoulders, he is plump and handsome, and his somewhat thin body exudes majestic strength.

"The war is on."

The young man's eyes were bright, as if he saw the great battle taking place in the Shang Dynasty far away, and he was eager to try.

He has been sitting here for a long time.

Call ~

The young man got up and walked into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest stretches for ten miles, and is nourished and irrigated by endless inspiration. Every green bamboo is full of greenery.

Just a piece of bamboo leaf, placed outside, is a treasure that can be snapped up by countless monks.

But the young man turned a blind eye to this, and walked through the bamboo forest with ease. In front of him, there were three bamboo houses lined up. There were streams, trees, and fences, and a few chickens were walking leisurely.

There was a handsome and quiet young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, who was carefully taking care of an old tree that seemed to be dying.

"Brother."

The young man called out, "Is Master still retreating?"

This young man's name is Anwen, Wen Wenjing has become famous, and he looks very quiet, with a pair of big eyes that are extremely pure, like an ignorant child, he is his senior brother, but he is extremely dissatisfied with his master's temperament, The young man once wondered if the elder brother was a romantic debt of his master.

Even now, he has never let go of this doubt.

It's just that he didn't dare to say it out loud anymore. Although his elder brother looked very quiet, his fighting ability once made him doubt his life.

In an understatement, he lost, and he lost so quickly that he didn't even have a breath, and he didn't even know how he lost.

"Well, the master is still retreating inside."

Anwen put down the hoe in his hand, he was repairing the old tree.

"Brother..."

The young man watched his elder brother repair the tree with a hoe, the corner of his mouth twitched, he wanted to say something but stopped in the end, just sighed, and said in a very cautious tone: "I'll go out for a while."

He couldn't sit still, and his path of cultivation was also in the middle of a battle. He naturally didn't want to miss the battle that was happening in the Shang Dynasty at this moment, and wanted to take a walk.

He is different from his senior brother, he just sits in meditation, and breaks through after closing it.

"No, Master said before the retreat that you will not be allowed to go down the mountain."

Anwen shook his head, holding a hoe in his hand, and said very seriously.

"However, the master said that if the younger brother wants to go down the mountain, he only needs to fight with me and survive the five breaths."

Seeing the serious look of his elder brother, the young man's face darkened, "Senior brother..."

Although he is aggressive, he doesn't like being abused.