Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Fu Yuqiu did what he said, and ran back early, waiting for the immortal to call him to Jiu Xiaoqu.

At daybreak, the Jiuchongtian Great Hall was silent.

——The Immortal Venerable didn't let him pass.

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu wished he could rush to the Jiuchongtian Hall and beat the door with his wings, but after thinking about Yan Luo's insane madness, he decided to forget it.

Bird lives matter.

He lay listlessly on the jade platform in the side hall to drink water, he wondered if it was because he fought with that snow silkworm in the middle of the night last night, he always felt like he couldn't lift his spirits up.

The white bird breaking its shell is a sign of auspiciousness. It is a god-given creature like the crimson spirit grass. As long as it absorbs the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it does not need to eat.

Fu Yuqiu lay on the ground for a long time and felt uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed a piece of charcoal alive, and his internal organs were in a panic.

He lay languidly for a whole day, seeing the darkness of the night, and the moon and stars thinning out, he struggled to get up to play with Phoenix.

Looking out of the carved window, the moon is not yet fully round tonight, and the light pouring down is as bright as snow.

Fu Yuqiu was about to drag himself out when Yun Shou came from outside and picked him up.

"His Majesty calls you to 'serve bed'."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu was almost so annoyed by this "sleep attendant" that he rolled his eyes to the back of his head, but then he thought: "Sleep attendant is good, sit attendant, while Huo Yan Luo is asleep, I can look for the inheritance of the phoenix."

Fu Yuqiu reluctantly let Yunshou take him to the Xianzun's bedroom.

In the inner room of the dormitory, the melodious sound of a harp came——the Immortal Venerable was playing music again.

The noble supreme being had a gentle temperament, with a snow-white robe with phoenix dark patterns on his shoulders, layered cloud pattern clothes piled up at his feet, raised his head slightly, and a lock of black hair fell from his shoulders.

When Xianzun saw that the white sparrow didn't seem to like listening to the harp, he rolled his eyes there, and was not angry, and even laughed.

He stopped the konghou sound, took the fluffy white sparrow, measured it with five fingers, and said, "Why are you so thin?"

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Yun Shou: "???"

Yun Shou was about to roll his eyes: "Your Majesty, this white bird..."

This white sparrow is about to become fat into a ball, is it still thin?

Xianzun glanced at him.

Yun Shou immediately changed his words: "Yes, Your Highness has indeed lost some weight. He only drank water these days and didn't eat anything else."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Xianzun said lightly: "Go and find something to eat."

Yun Shou slandered in his heart, but he still nodded his head faithfully and dutifully.

Fu Yuqiu hurriedly shouted: "Don't want bugs—"

Yun Tiao couldn't understand his chirping, and was about to leave without looking back.

Immortal Venerable looked at the white sparrow, and thought for a while: "Bring the spring fruit."

Yun Shou almost staggered, and said in astonishment: "Chun Guiguo?!"

That is the same as the golden light grass, it is a life-saving elixir to stabilize the injury of the immortal!

The celestial venerable ignored him, lifted the bed curtains made of clouds, and climbed up with the white sparrow.

Yun Shou stomped his feet distressedly, but he couldn't let Immortal Beak make his decision, so he had to go reluctantly.

Fu Yuqiu didn't know what the panacea of ​​"Spring Guiguo" was. He was standing on the pillow that looked like clouds and mist, looking left and right, thinking about where the Phoenix inheritance could be placed.

"This kind of precious thing..." Fu Yuqiu glanced at it twice, and whispered to himself that he was an idiot, "How could the living Yama be placed in a conspicuous place, it must be kept in mustard seeds for safekeeping."

As soon as this idea fell, Fu Yuqiu's eyes fell on the candlestick on the small bedside table.

——The phoenix-patterned candlestick did not contain any candles, but only a golden and red feather suspended in the air, shining slightly like a candle.

Fu Yuqiu: "???"

Is that... the inheritance of the Phoenix?

Just use the living Yama as a lamp? !

Fu Yuqiu almost couldn't catch his breath, and glanced weakly at the immortal who was taking off his outer robe.

"Prodigal son," he thought to himself.

At this time, Yun Shou has already respectfully brought the Chungui Fruit and presented it to the Immortal Venerable with both hands.

The Immortal Venerable didn't care how precious the fruit was, and casually threw it to Fu Yuqiu: "Eat it."

Fu Yuqiu was still feeling uncomfortable all over. Seeing the brightly colored fruit, he hesitated for a while, and tentatively took a bite.

The entrance of the fruit turned into a wave of sweet spiritual power that poured into the limbs, and the annoying discomfort finally subsided a little.

Fu Yuqiu wasn't polite to Huo Yanluo either—he sang so many ditties to him anyway, so it's fine if he doesn't pass it on to Phoenix, and it's not too much to eat a fruit.

With such thoughts in mind, Fu Yuqiu happily ate.

The Immortal Venerable was already half-tilted on the couch, propping his head up and smiling as he watched the white sparrow eating fruit on his spotless bed.

Fu Yuqiu quickly finished eating, leaving only one core.

Clouds and mist quickly floated over to clean up the juice stains on the pillow.

Fu Yuqiu ate so much that the feathers were covered in pink juice. He instinctively wanted to use his wings to clean them up, but when he lifted his wings and stroked them, even the snow-white feathers were dirty.

Xianzun watched with great interest.

But when a cloud timidly drifted over to wipe Fu Yuqiu's face, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cloud dissipated instantly.

Fu Yuqiu was still pawing at the wings, the immortal finally stretched out his hand to wipe off the juice from the white sparrow's feathers bit by bit, the movements were indescribably gentle.

After eating a spring fruit, Fu Yuqiu finally felt better.

He also didn't pay attention to the way Yan Luo looked at him, lying almost lazily on the cloud pillow, squinting his eyes and purring comfortably.

Immortal Venerable raised his eyebrows, and lightly poked the red feather between his brows: "Sleeping?"

The effect of Chun Gui Guo was so good that Fu Yuqiu felt like the sun was shining all over his body, as if his limbs were softened into a puddle of water, and he didn't want to move at all.

He squinted in a daze, stretched out his claws and pulled off the fairy's fingers, and chirped twice.

"Sleepy."

The white sparrow's voice was soft and sweet, like fluff fluffing past the ears.

Fu Yuqiu was lying on her back, kicking her two paws from time to time, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Immortal Venerable: "..."

The Immortal Venerable looked at the inheritance of the Phoenix on the bedside case, and he was silent for a long time before he sighed silently.

***

Ming Qu Hall.

Si Zun Mingnan in the luxurious bedroom, with seven water mirrors hanging in front of him.

Ming Nan raised his hands to seal a mirror.

At this time, a paper crane in the shape of a red crane landed on the table.

The paper crane turned into a piece of paper in an instant, with a few words written on it.

"Kill the white sparrow, take the water and connect the green"

——It was a letter from Feng Beihe.

Ming Nan glanced at it, then continued to cast spells on the water mirror.

There are two secret techniques of the Cubic Clan, one is "Kurong", which allows two people to live and die together;

The second is the ability to more or less predict the future.

At that time, the patriarch of the young patriarch was a genius praised by everyone, because other people's foreknowledge could only see events a few months or a few years later, but he could see decades or even hundreds of years.

It's just that these eyes, bestowed by heaven, died unexpectedly because of saving the immortal.

However, Ming Nan, the younger brother of Patriarch Young Young Patriarch, is at the extreme. Even if he exhausts all his spiritual power, he can only see what will happen a few days later, which is extremely tasteless.

——Because of this, and also with the background of the young Patriarch Chu, Ming Nan was jokingly called a "trash beauty" by everyone.

Ming Nan's hands were shaking more and more when performing the technique, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

Soon, the water mirror was as if a stone had been thrown into a secluded pool, continuously rippling and rippling, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, even the water mirror couldn't help trembling, as if it would burst directly in the next moment .

The spiritual power in Mingnan's body was about to be exhausted, he gritted his teeth and released a burst of spiritual power towards the water mirror.

With a muffled "boom", the spiritual power exploded.

Ming Nan lay down on the desk with difficulty, looking up at Shui Jing with difficulty.

The water mirror that was originally just a circle of ripples finally appeared.

"Night of the full moon.

Outside the Jiuchongtian Great Hall, a white sparrow jumped down from the window.

He fell and rolled a few times, his eyes were dazed, and it took him a long time to recover his sight.

The white sparrow looked sick, but held on to its spirits. Looking left and right, it was found that no one was guarding it. It hurriedly ran out with a feather in its mouth. "

Ming Nan frowned fiercely.

That feather... is the inheritance of the Phoenix?