After about half a cup of tea, I heard the noise below suddenly become louder, and then a strange chirping sound gathered like a tide, and a moment later, a black cloud flew up from below the sinkhole!

If you look closely, you can see that this black cloud is actually composed of swallows with black bodies. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lu Chen stood aside and looked at those swallows, and after carefully identifying them for a while, he found that there was a circle of red color on the beaks of these flying swallows, and on the tail feathers, there were indeed a few red feathers mixed in a black feather, which looked brighter and more beautiful than the surrounding black feathers, and it seemed to be the appearance of the "red-billed red feather swallow" that Hong Chuan had said before.

Hong Chuan, who was standing on the edge of the sinkhole at this moment, of course saw the appearance of these flying swallows more clearly, and suddenly his face was filled with joy, and then he saw that he was chanting words in his mouth, and suddenly his hands shook and spread out suddenly, and he only saw that the thin net opened with a "whew", and it was scattered into the air, and flew into the swallow flock at once.

Just listen to a burst of shouting and screaming, the swallow flock was suddenly in chaos, the mesh of the strange net is not big or small, just enough to catch these flying swallows, at the same time, the strange net flashed a strange glimmer, actually surrounded itself in mid-air, covering all the dozens of flying swallows, and then flew back to Hong Chuan's hand.

This time and again, it is really magical, and this kind of means is clearly the magic weapon of the legendary Immortal Daoist School.

Lu Chen stood aside and watched this scene, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes moved to Hong Chuan, who was standing on the edge of the sinkhole, and stared at him deeply.

Hong Chuan was standing on the edge of the heavenly pit, and there was a cliff not far from his feet, but he was not afraid of it, his eyes only looked at the strange net in mid-air, and after reaching out with his arm, he grabbed the net that flew back, he looked inside, and immediately became overjoyed, turned back to Lu Chen and smiled: "That's right, it's the red-billed red feather swallow!"

Lu Chen nodded with a smile and said, "That's right." He was also a little curious when he said that, and asked again: "By the way, I remember that the swallows here are not some spirit beasts, what are you doing catching them?"

Hong Chuan reached out and wiped it into the net, then grabbed a swallow, then looked directly at the tail feathers, looked carefully, plucked a red feather from the feathers, and then released the swallow as soon as his fingers were loosened.

He took the red feather and smiled at Lu Chen: "That's it." Although the red-billed red feather swallow is not a spirit animal, the red feather born in the tail feathers is quite beautiful, especially if it is not afraid of trouble, it is also very beautiful to weave it into a shawl gown. There is a senior in my sect who likes this thing, so I specially found this place to search for Akabane, which can be regarded as a tribute to her. ”

"I see. Lu Chen suddenly realized, thinking, no wonder Hong Chuan is so interested in this kind of inconspicuous swallow, it turns out that it is all for the sake of sycophancy...... Well, it's all filial piety!

After understanding the origin of the matter, Lu Chen was not in a hurry at the moment, so he simply found a stone on the side and sat down, watching Hong Chuan catch these swallows with that strange net.

The strange net was very peculiar but quite useful, and Hong Chuan almost never failed every time he sacrificed it, so he quickly caught a lot of swallows.

However, in this process, Lu Chen soon found that Hong Chuan's requirements for red feathers were actually quite high, ordinary, flawed, dull luster, and lacked tail feathers, he almost didn't want them, and basically only chose those red feathers that looked perfect.

In this way, the speed at which he collected red feathers was much slower, and every time Hong Chuan checked the tail feathers, he did not kill, he just released the swallows, and he seemed to be a kind person.

Lu Chen waited on the side for a while, and saw that Hong Chuan had collected about a dozen beautiful red feathers, and couldn't help but ask, "How many feathers do you want in total?"

Hong Chuan said without hesitation: "At least a hundred." ”

Lu Chen let out an "oh" and said, "Then you take your time." ”

Hong Chuan turned his head and grinned at him, then turned back to catch the swallow.

In this way, they stayed on the edge of this sinkhole, and the feeding place of those swallows seemed to be on this mountain, and the black pressure flew everywhere, and after about half an hour, Hongchuan finally almost completed the task.

He counted the red feathers he had collected again, a total of ninety-eight, so he smiled and said to Lu Chen: "It's almost enough to have another net." ”

Lu Chen smiled and nodded, and Hong Chuan stood by the sinkhole again, ready to catch it again. Who knows that at this time, perhaps because of the passage of time, the sky has darkened, and many of those swallows have returned to their nests, and the number of those still flying in the sky has decreased a lot, and it looks sparse in the past.

Hongchuan didn't seem to be able to catch a few of them in this net, and at the same time, more swallows were flying towards the sinkhole, chirping towards the steep rock wall.

Hong Chuan looked a little anxious, stared at the eyes and waited for a while, and suddenly saw a small group of swallows in front of him flapping their wings and flying, about a dozen, also flying down to the sinkhole, Hong Chuan was shocked, and then saw that the swallows in the sky were almost gone, in a hurry, he hurriedly took a step forward and threw the net in his hand to the last small group of swallows.

The strange net flickered, and sure enough, it was the magic weapon of the immortal family, which covered those swallows in the slightest, and then flew back. Hong Chuan was overjoyed, leaned forward and stretched out his hand to pick it up, but at this time, he suddenly heard Lu Chen's exclamation from behind him, shouting: "Be careful of your step!"

Hong Chuan's heart jumped, and he subconsciously looked down, but before he could react, his body was crooked, but he lost his balance and fell down like this.

It turned out that he had already stood not far from the edge of the cliff before, and the last net just now was a little more eager, and he forgot the situation under his feet for a while, and suddenly he actually stepped into the air, and suddenly his feet slipped and fell.

At this time, Hong Chuan was taken aback, exclaimed, and at the same time kicked his hands and feet, desperately trying to hold on to the stones and grass roots on the cliff next to him to maintain his balance.

But this time he suddenly slipped down, the momentum was not small, those stones and grass roots were broken and broken, he couldn't hold it, and his whole body still fell down uncontrollably. At this critical juncture, suddenly a figure pounced from above, reached out violently between the lightning and flint, grabbed Hong Chuan's palm, and pulled his body away.

Hong Chuan's whereabouts suddenly stopped, and he stopped in mid-air at once, and at this time he was already suspended in the air, except for his right hand, which was grabbed by Lu Chen, who had just pounced on the edge of the cliff.

The mountain wind blew, and the faces of both of them turned extremely pale, obviously frightened.