On How the Phoenix Hanged on the Crooked Neck Tree

The night in Lingzhi Garden is very quiet, there is no noise during the day, only the rustling sound of stems and leaves rubbing against each other when the cool night wind blows the spirit grass.

The guardians of each kind of spiritual grass rest in the small thatched huts built on the edge of the garden, so that if there is any movement, they will be awakened.In case someone came to steal the spirit grass or a monster came to destroy the spirit field, they could find out in time and protect the spirit grass from harm.

Qiao Yitong slid into Xiao Qin's room silently, turned his back to the moonlight and looked at his sleeping face.

It seemed that something unfortunate had happened, Xiao Qin also frowned in his sleep, looking depressed and angry.

When Qiao Yitong saw the withered anode grass in front of his wooden bed, he couldn't help curling his lips.

Not knowing if he sensed that someone blocked his moonlight, Xiao Qin's eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Qiao Yitong waved his sleeves, Xiao Qin immediately fell asleep and fell into a deep dream.

"You really are a heartless guy. Your seniors are fooling you. Don't you know now?" After leaving this unclear sentence, Qiao Yitong ignored Xiao Qin, but walked out of the door and came to the person in front of him. In front of a piece of anode grass.

The bright moonlight can't add a bit of beauty to the withered anode grass, but illuminates their shrunken and ugly bodies more clearly.

Calculating the time, it should have reached the middle of midnight.At this time, it is the time when the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest at night, and it is also the time when the yin energy in the world is the most abundant.

Seeing this, Qiao Yitong didn't delay any longer, and made a tactic with both hands, and suddenly a flame burst out from the palm of his hand, carrying a pure masculine aura, and swept away towards the large piece of anode grass whistling!

This is the best time to bring the anode grass back to life.

Everything in the world can be divided into Yin and Yang, and the balance of Yin and Yang is also one of the necessary conditions for the natural growth of all things.But if the yin and yang are out of balance, you need to rely on external forces to coordinate.

This anode herb is the most yang thing, unlike ordinary spirit herbs that can adjust yin and yang qi by itself.In the final stage of maturity, it needs to be attacked by cold air and decay when it is at its peak, and it needs to be reborn by borrowing the yang energy from the outside when it is extremely weak.

It's just that Xiao Qin's seniors didn't see his high talent, deliberately bullied him, and didn't tell him the correct method of cultivating anode grass.

Qiao Yitong withdrew his aura, and the raging fire disappeared instantly.Under the moonlight, an astonishing scene appeared. The anode grass, which was roasted by the pure spiritual fire, was not burned to ashes, but returned to the original golden spirit grass. This gorgeous golden light illuminated the entire garden , rendering a brilliant light.Fortunately, the light was only on for a moment, and then went out, otherwise, I don't know how many people would be attracted to watch.

The anode grass cultivated in this way can be said to be the real anode grass.

Qiao Yitong put in a lot of thought, when Xiao Qin was not paying attention to the yin energy of the cool grass while eating ice cream, he transferred it to the anode grass, and at this time, he came to Lingzhi Garden to infuse the withered anode grass with the last bit of strength, just for this moment .

But Xiao Qin is a bit out of his mind.The sect entrusted him with the task of taking care of the anode grass, and he just kept working hard, not even knowing that he was being deceived by the so-called seniors.

Although a bit too honest and honest, easy to trust others.But Qiao Yitong had to admit that Xiao Qin was considered to be one of the most talented people in this generation of outer disciples.In three weeks' time, there will be the general election for the promotion of inner disciples. Those outer disciples want Xiao Qin to make some big mistakes, and then get rid of this strong competitor, so as to increase their chances of being selected. It is easy to guess what they are thinking.

Xiao Qin's seniors deliberately didn't tell him the real method of cultivating anode grass, and Qiao Yitong couldn't stand it if they wanted him to stumble. After all, Xiao Qin is also his "confidant", isn't he?

Tsk tsk, Xiao Qin, don't thank me too much if you find out the truth later.Otherwise, I'd be bored...

A certain second-generation fairy who was looking for trouble for nothing would never admit that he committed a crime of bad taste, and walked out of Lingzhi Garden in high spirits after finishing his work.He went straight out of Fengyundu and headed towards the small town on the bottom of the mountain.

The biggest restaurant in the town should not be closed yet, so it's a good time to go and stay at this moment.Tomorrow will be a new day, at least it will be more lively than Fengyundu's ascetic life.

The next day, Lingzhi Garden.

Xiao Qin managed to pull himself out of the dark and sweet sleep, and before he could wonder why he fell into such a deep sleep, he was dazzled by a large piece of golden light reflected from the window.

"The sun is so strong, is it already three poles in the sun?" Xiao Qin looked out from the window, but was stunned by the golden anode grass under the sunlight.

The breeze blows through the garden, bringing waves of heat to the face.The quality of this kind of anode grass can no longer be described as "good". Anyone with eyes can tell that this anode grass belongs to the top grade or even the best!

What is it that made the Yangyang grass, which was dying yesterday, come back to life, and even grow to this quality?Xiao Qin couldn't understand it.

Xiao Qin ran to other gardens, woke up his other brothers who were still asleep, and explained to them that he had reported this vision.

Miaota woke up instantly, and Miao Deng followed him to the garden.Seeing the fully mature anode grass, both of them fell silent.

And looking at Xiao Qin's eyes, there is also a hint of inexplicable taste.

"Brothers, do you know what's going on?" Xiao Qin asked suspiciously.

"This... how do we know?" Miao Deng smiled strangely, "It's not that you are a lucky brother, you have a natural appearance, even God is willing to help you..."

"Then I..."

"Junior brother, it's a great credit for you to plant the anode grass so well this time," Miaota interrupted suddenly, "Why don't I report it to the uncle in charge of Lingzhi Garden for you?"

"It's better not to bother senior brother and run for me," Xiao Qin declined, he remembered the cold words these senior brothers had treated him in the past, "Besides, if I go by myself, I can still ask my senior uncle Ask a question."

"Hmph, it's just that you don't recognize people if you get benefits," Miaodeng Miaota walked away angrily, "I don't even think about how we helped you."

"..." Xiao Qin didn't speak, but his eyes darkened a little.If it was reported by these seniors, it might be who planted the anode grass.In the world of self-cultivation where interests are paramount, it is better to be cautious.

In the final analysis, he is not really as pure and kind as an ignorant young man.

The capital city of Ming Dynasty can be regarded as a relatively prosperous town in the Xia Kingdom. It is not the capital of the country or a major commercial city, but because it is located near the largest cultivation sect, Fengyundu, a large number of mortals eager to seek immortality have gathered here. Take root here.The Ming capital provided a habitat for countless people with dreams, and the countless people who came here also drove the development here.

Just after noon, it is the time for people who have been tired all morning to rest.In the largest restaurant in the Ming capital, a storyteller with a goatee is spitting and passionately telling legendary stories.

"There is an old saying that the god beast Phoenix is ​​'not only the phoenix tree, but it does not eat unless it is practiced, and it does not drink unless it is a sweet spring'. It is said that the phoenix is ​​a sacred beast with a noble character. It is not as vulgar as the mortal birds. In the mortal world, the phoenix is ​​a symbol of nobility; in fact, even in the fairy world, the phoenix family also enjoys the supreme power unique to the gods and beasts. Let this old man tell you about the legend of the Phoenix Clan..."

Mr. Storyteller enjoys a high reputation in Xia Kingdom, and the stories he tells are exactly the kind of fairy tales that the people of Ming capital who advocate cultivating immortals like most.Many people came to the Ming capital with longing, only to find that cultivating immortals is a difficult task for ordinary people.Since fairy fate can be met but not sought, then they have no choice but to enjoy themselves in the illusory stories. Now that the storyteller is going to kill the beast, they are immediately excited and applaud.

Qiao Yitong was sitting in the private room on the second floor, drinking the drunk fairy drink, and admiring the delicate girl swimming in the lake. Seeing such a scene, he also opened the window on the side of the restaurant lobby to see what he could say. What flowers are coming.

Mr. Storyteller, seeing the enthusiasm of the audience, stroked his sparse beard triumphantly, but he was interrupted by someone just as he was about to start.

"Hmph! I think you are talking nonsense." In the crowd, a man dressed like a Taoist priest in rags stood up and said disdainfully.

Everyone was annoyed that he interrupted the storytelling, but Ming Jingcheng has always been advocating Taoism, seeing him dressed as a Taoist priest, they couldn't help but forbear a little.

The storyteller narrowed his eyes and said in displeasure, "I don't know what advice the guest officer has?"

"Yes, tell me, where are you talking nonsense?" Everyone booed.

The old Taoist put his hands behind his back, "there is only one phoenix beast in the world. If it is really as powerful as you said, and can destroy the world, how can it be as you said? , there is a whole family? Isn't the world still in chaos?"

Among the crowd, a young man in ocher clothes heard a strange look in his eyes.

Qiao Yitong nodded, thinking it made sense.

"Guest officer, you don't know. How can the immortal's ability be compared with us mortals?" The storyteller said disdainfully, "A low-level cultivator can easily raze our Ming capital to the ground. You If you underestimate the beast like this, I think you are like a bird, and your own vision is low, so you think of the Phoenix as low as yourself."

"Hahahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter, "That's right, they pretended to be Taoists with little knowledge..."

The boy in ocher clothes gave the storyteller an appreciative look.

Qiao Yitong shook his head when he saw the Taoist priest's blushing face.Ordinary people are always used to putting themselves in a very low position, looking up from the mud puddles to the practitioners on the clouds.Little did they know that the cultivators they thought were omnipotent, without the blessing of that layer of power, were just ordinary people like them.

What's more, the road of cultivation is the road to the sky, and it is extremely long. Countless practitioners are struggling at the bottom. How many people have the power to split mountains and seas?

"What you said was wrong!" The old Taoist argued angrily, "What's wrong with the beast? I think the Feng clan is not only a phoenix, but also cruel! It's not as noble as you said! It's ashamed to be a beast! I don't believe it Forget it!"

"Shua!" The ocher-clothed boy in the crowd stood up all of a sudden, pointing his fingertips and steel claws at the old Taoist's throat, and said word by word, "Say it again!"