I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The young bird who heard the human voice was suddenly alert, and regarded Fang Qinghong who had barged in hastily, as a prehistoric fairy, and glared at him with hatred through the branches.

However, the young man in white didn't realize it, and raised his beak to the phoenix to add fuel to the fire, and the young bird, who was aroused into anger, regarded it as an insatiable human being who came for him.

Could it be that today, he also wants to follow in the footsteps of his relatives and become a prisoner who is enslaved by others?

Little Fenghuang's eyes were sour, and he thought that if he wanted to fight for death, he would also pull on a back to accompany him to the underworld.

So, with high fighting spirit, he fell from the high tree crown.

It fell to the ground with a "snap" and couldn't get up for a long time.

...he has no feathers and has not yet learned to fly.

With one hand, he grabbed the nape of his neck and lifted up the bald little chick.Carrying it up to his eyes and looking it over carefully, the boy couldn't help but chuckle: "What kind of bird is this, it's so ugly!"

His big eyes blinked and his clear, dark pupils showed lines of laughter.The skin is as smooth as jade, and the plump lying silkworms are soft and soft in the sun, making them look extra cute.

The young bird was so angry that he chirped at Fang Qinghong, his voice was so weak that it was barely audible, which made him even more angry.

If he hadn't been polluted by worldly desires, how could he have fallen into such a state?

Still can't grow hair!

The ignorant boy in white held it in his palm, touched the wet mucus on his body, and said, "So you were just born, no wonder you are so weak, are you worried that I will hurt you?"

The plump and soft fingertips touched the young bird's head, and the boy's tone softened: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't come to catch you, I'll send you back to the nest, okay?"

Looking up and around, the young man carried him to fly into the dense canopy of the sycamore tree, and then carefully put the baby bird back into the phoenix nest.

After doing this, he did not leave, but sat on the branch with his hands on the branch and talked to the young bird.

"The treatment is not bad! Phoenix nest made of phoenix tree, your parents really found a good place for you."

The boy in white dangled his legs, looking lazy.The sunlight pierced through the branches and leaves, and the shadows of the trees swayed, casting mottled spots of light on him.

The eyes are slanted, and the slightly raised corners of the eyes are like hooks, which can only evoke the heartstrings.

He looked at the pitch-black little bird and said, "It's so strange that I can't read your mind. It's never happened before."

The young bird looked away, looking gloomy.

"Don't be discouraged, when you grow feathers and become stronger, you will definitely become a handsome big bird." Fang Qinghong turned his head, looking at the blue sky through the intertwined branches and leaves.

"One day," he raised his hand and lifted the crown of the branch, the vision in front of him suddenly opened up, and the golden light poured down like a waterfall, and sprinkled on the young bird.

The boy laughed and said, "You will also be like the legendary phoenix, soaring upwards and soaring in the sky."

The young bird was burned by the temperature in his eyes, and his eye sockets were hot, and he felt that his whole body was bathed in the spring breeze.

The shadows that had shrouded her body in the past seemed to be dispelled in just this moment.

After a long time, the baby bird approached him step by step, with its head against the back of the boy's hand. "Chirp."

—Won't you eat me?Even if you don't recognize my identity, you should know that the alien beast that can be placed in the phoenix nest is of extraordinary identity.

Fang Qinghong laughed happily, touched him and said triumphantly: "Finally you are not afraid of me! Just say it, how could I not be liked by everyone. On the way just now, your neighbors gave me a lot. Good stuff."

As he spoke, he raised his chin, proud of himself.

"Chirp!"

——I have never been afraid of you!Shameless!

It's a pity that Fang Qinghong couldn't understand what he was saying, and when he mentioned something good, he came to his senses and began to pick and choose among the piles of things sent by Lingzhi just now in Xumijie.

"By the way, I'll give you some, you need it most now." He placed the spiritual grass and fruit with enough spiritual power to digest in front of the young bird. "You just broke out of your shell, and you urgently need to replenish your strength?"

The young bird froze for a moment, "Jiujiu...?"

--Give me?

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Fang Qinghong asked suspiciously: "Why, can't you eat?"

He rubbed his chin and thought to himself, could it be that he has no experience in raising spiritual pets, so he doesn't know what the newborn little spirit beast should eat?Looking past the young bird, looking at the untouched eggshell, the young man came to a unilateral realization.

He refined the spirit grass and spirit fruit into juice, then put it in a jade dish and put it in the phoenix nest, so that the birds could drink it anytime they wanted.

"Okay, it should be fine now." After the boy finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave.

"Chirp Chirp!!" The young bird rushed to the edge of the phoenix nest and cried eagerly.

——Won't you take me away?Even if they don't eat it, there are still many people who like to catch spirit beasts and raise them as servants, right?If you don't want anything, why help me?

The boy in white just thought he was missing him, jumped off the tree, turned around and waved to him.

Then, the young man thought of something, and smiled brightly against the sun: "Protect yourself well, maybe we will meet again in the future."

"When you learn how to speak, let's be friends." The person who said so disappeared into the dazzling light of the sun.

One thought originates, one thought deeply.

Since then, the young bird's memory has always been fixed on this day.

Little Phoenix stared at his disappearing back for a long time, then slowly and little by little withdrew his gaze.Now placed in front of him, there are two things.

The same is a pitch-black eggshell, and the same is a clear spiritual liquid, like two completely different paths, waiting for oneself to choose.

He was silent for a moment, then firmly took steps towards the liquid.

The phoenix is ​​a divine beast after all, not to mention that he was born with the destiny to reproduce the glory of his ancestors. In the following 300 years, his cultivation speed has grown rapidly.

With almost no obstacles, he reached the limit that can be achieved in the mortal world - the peak of Dacheng, with a progress several times faster than ordinary people.

After he relied on the spiritual fluid given by Fang Qinghong to replenish his strength in time, the deterrent effect of the Phoenix Blood on the surrounding creatures was manifested.

Moreover, the palace on Yingzhou Island was assigned to his mother Feng Wang by the Master Tongtian, and the spiritual plants and plants that lived on this mountain would pay tribute to him from time to time.

After getting rid of the dark skin and ugly appearance, when the first bright feather grows, he thinks of Xiu, the man he only met once.

As long as he thought of him, a gentle warm current gushed out from the bottom of his heart, so naturally, the feathers grew out.

The scales and feathers of the beasts are condensed by divine power, which is a display and continuation of their lives.Phoenix established itself with benevolence and love, and naturally relied on these as the source of divine power.

On the sycamore tree, the young Fang Qinghong, who silently observed the whole process, had mixed feelings, his heart was sore and swollen.

At that time, he just wanted to comfort this little bird who seemed very lost on a whim.He couldn't understand Fuyao's inner voice, and he didn't know what he had gone through.

Although it was out of good intentions, I actually didn't take it very seriously.Giving spirit grass and spirit fruit is just a trivial matter for him, and it is not worth mentioning. I don't know how many things he has done in the past 500 years, and he... just turned around and forgot.

Just didn't expect...

Unexpectedly, brother Yao would always keep in mind his casual agreement.

more for him...

Only by picking up the mission and original intention of the Feng Clan can we use the secret technique.

In other words, because of him, Fuyao regained his love, and because of him, he once again had the faith to protect the world.

Fang Qinghong clenched his fists.

In the past period of time, the man who had grown into a big phoenix took human form and couldn't wait to leave the secret realm and go to the Five Realms to fulfill the "agreement".

Beside him, the bird shaped by his divine power also felt the joy in the master's heart, and asked happily: "After you see him, how will you introduce yourself? The master hasn't given yourself a name yet."

The man paused and lowered his eyes.

——"One day, you will also soar high and soar in the sky like the legendary phoenix."

The voice still ringing in my ears, the man said: "Fuyao."

Dianji cheered: "Swinging up to ninety thousand miles, how bold!"

The man hooked his lips.

I don't know if this will make it easier for him to remember when we meet again.

Fang Qinghong's eyes went dark, and his light soul fell back to the present world.Inside the altar formation, the fairy in feather robes was staring at him calmly at this moment.

"The cause of the previous life, the fruit of the present life, and the birth of the Tao, this is the fate of the world of mortals that you must meet." Her voice is melodious.

Fang Qinghong was puzzled: "You... aren't you a Sanxian from Kunlun Palace?"

"I am the Xuannv of Nine Heavens." The immortal said indifferently, "When your sword fell into Yaochi, I took it away first, so it did not fall into the hands of others."

Nine Heavens Xuannv? !

At the most critical moment in the battle for the deer, she gave the Yellow Emperor the staff that could seal Chiyou's demon soldiers, and stepped into the chaotic formation to sacrifice before Nuwa!

"Yes," Fang Qinghong stammered: "Didn't they... the Kunlun Palace find out?"

Nine Heavens Profound Girl: "The secrets under the Yao Chi can be glimpsed by ordinary people. Since you have the seed of the world, since you step into this place, you will no longer be able to find out where you are."

Fang Qinghong: "It means that outsiders can only sense one thing, and a person suddenly disappears. Is that what it means?"

Nine Heavens Profound Girl: "Not bad."

Fang Qinghong: "Then you..."

"I am already a ghost, staying in the mortal world, but guarding the altar for future generations." The fairy's beautiful and flawless face showed a trace of sadness.

"Man-made disasters are approaching, and only those who have the seeds of the world can save the world."

The Taichu sword floated from the knee of Nine Heavens Xuannv, and flew in front of Fang Qinghong.

"Born with Dao, now, I will entrust you with the Great Chaos Formation. This formation will definitely help you in the future."

While speaking, the figure of Nine Heavens Xuannv began to blur, and the large formation on the central altar suddenly rose from the ground, shrinking and shrinking.In the end, he flew into Fang Qinghong's dantian, and settled down safely in the chaos group.

And the figure of Nine Heavens Xuannv disappeared into the boundless darkness as the space collapsed.

Under the calm water surface of Yao Chi, an undercurrent began to surge, and Fang Qinghong was suffocated for a moment by the sudden pressure of the water.But immediately after, Absolute Beginning Sword opened a barrier for him.

Before he could discern the surrounding situation, the two Kunlun Loose Immortals who had been wandering around after being cut off from their consciousness before, attacked Fang Qinghong underwater at the same time!

The young man's eyebrows darkened, and with a backhand sword, he split the magic weapon of Sanxian's pride in two.

The person on the other side spat out blood, and looked at him in disbelief: "You...you didn't have something wrong with your body, didn't you just distract yourself!"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Fang Qinghong held his sword in his chest, and his momentum rose steadily: "There is a saying that is good, you should treat each other with admiration after three days."

Another Sanxian with beard and hair: "He has the nine-character mantra, we can't let him complete the secret technique!"

As he said that, he patted it with a palm.Terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power spread, and strands of fairy energy even lingered on the giant palm.

The difference between immortals and mortals, the difference between heaven and earth, is a completely different level of life.No matter how high the cultivation base of the Mahayana realm is, it is still only a human being.

This is also what the two loose immortals rely on. Even if they don't become real immortals, they still have to go farther than ordinary people on the road of transformation.

But today, someone wants to break this convention.

Fang Qinghong scolded softly, his body turned into a white rainbow and went up against the current like an arrow leaving the string, facing the giant palm of the half-immortal!

With a sound of "poof", the tip of Taichu Sword pierced the barrier and penetrated the palm.

"what!!"

Sanxian let out a scream, wanting to take back his bloody giant palm.

The white-clothed young man was not as he wished. When the front word mantra and the fighting word mantra were activated, the true energy soared, and the sword energy overflowing from the tip of the sword was ten feet long.

With a wave of his arm, he forcibly sliced ​​that big hand in half, from the palm to the fingertips.

The giant palm shrank rapidly, and the Sanxian retreated sharply, with an expression that seemed to be unacceptable to the situation: "Why?! I am a Sanxian in the world of mortals, what else can hurt me!"

Fang Qinghong fought more and more courageously, he raised his sword and chased after him, the silver horses flashed, blood rained all over the sky, Sanxian's palm was chopped off by his wrist!