Chapter 187: Fengqi Mountain

"You don't hesitate to come all the way away, as the host, how can Chiyan City snub the visitors, and please enter the city for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

The dispute came to an end, and the old demon of Chiyan freed up his free time and sent out an invitation.

"The ancestor successfully broke through the customs today, which is also a day worth congratulating, and I invite you to give a thin noodle and enter the city to participate in the congratulatory banquet together." Red Words Constant.

"It's so good, everyone has already gone outside the city, how can you not go in to congratulate you?"

"Everyone, please!"

Put away the city protection array, the city gate was opened, and Chi Yanheng led the way to invite the strong to enter the city.

"Feng Xiaoyi, it's rare that the younger generation of us and others also gather today, why don't you gather and exchange for a few days, and don't be in a hurry to leave for a while." Chi Hongyan graciously retained.

Fu Pingping and others also made efforts to keep him, but in the end, he couldn't refuse to go.

As the so-called hospitality is difficult, Feng Xiaoyi agreed to stay and have a small gathering with them, and at the same time, he entered the city for another purpose, to find Mu Lianqiu.

He guessed that Mu Lianqiu was very likely to be in the city at this time, so he casually found a reason to get out temporarily and went to look for it alone.

Soon, following his feelings, he passed through several prosperous streets, and came to a relatively quiet area, and found Mu Lianqiu in an inn.

On the upper floor of the restaurant, a table by the window, there is a man in black, climbing high and looking into the distance, with a wide view from the window, all kinds of shops, pavilions and pavilions, all in sight.

Entering the inn and going up to the highest floor, Feng Xiaoyi walked over and sat down in an empty seat next to the table.

"You're here."

The man in black withdrew his gaze from the window, and in simple words, he showed that he was not much surprised by Feng Xiaoyi's arrival.

"How did you find here?"

He asked, but the next moment, because he saw what Feng Xiaoyi took out, he immediately understood.

"How did it end up in your hands?"

Mu Lianqiu stared at the black dagger, and when he met it again, he felt that he was not very happy.

"Return to its rightful owner."

Placing the black dagger on the table, Feng Xiaoyi moved over and returned it to the other party.

didn't take it for the first time, Mu Lianqiu just looked at his hand and said again: "You haven't told me yet, how can it be there." ā€

"Take it first and see how it is different from before." Feng Xiaoyi said.

After hesitating, Mu Lianqiu picked up the black dagger, savored the feeling, and after a while, said in surprise: "It's different from before, the hidden danger that makes me palpitate is gone?" ā€

"It was originally a bloodthirsty blade, and then for some reason, it became even more evil, but all the negative forces were dissolved by its former owner, so you don't have to worry about it anymore." Feng Xiaoyi said.

"No wonder, it's changed, and I've been with it for how I feel about it."

Mu Lianqiu was able to solve his doubts, and then he asked, "Can you tell me who its former owner was?" ā€

"A person who has long since passed away, it doesn't matter who it is, he said that since this blade is destined for you, it will be given to you." Feng Xiaoyi replied.

If he doesn't tell the identity of the old man, it's what he means, Feng Xiaoyi just obeys, and Mu Lianqiu doesn't get to the bottom of it.

"Also, the matter between you and Heishui Village, Chun Yufu, the owner of Heishui Village, has also promised not to pursue it, and there is no need to deliberately avoid them." Feng Xiaoyi said.

"Why do you want to help me?" Mu Lianqiu asked.

"There is no reason, if I can't find you in Chiyan City today, I can find you conveniently in the future, and return it to you, it is a promise of mine." Feng Xiaoyi said.

"That's it?" Mu Lian said hatefully.

"Yes." Feng Xiaoyi replied.

This is his promise to the old man, but one of the old man's wishes, this may also be what he can do to thank him, so he does his best to do it.

"Kindness is not grateful, Mu Lian has always kept in mind the favors owed to others, if there is a need for me, you can say it in the future." Mu Lianqiu said seriously.

"I'll talk about it later."

When the matter is done, in the chaotic land, it is all the matter, no longer talk about this, Feng Xiaoyi said: "In a few days, the young generation in the chaotic land will have a small exchange party, can you go together?" ā€

"I also know about you, those people rarely get together, it's normal to learn and exchange martial arts, and it doesn't hurt to meet these so-called chaotic Tianjiao." Mu Lianqiu didn't care about the authentic way.

Fengqi Mountain!

Fengqi Mountain, the famous mountain of the chaotic land, is said to be the mountain where the phoenix has inhabited, and is regarded as the holy mountain of the chaotic land, the scenery here is picturesque, and it is called the beauty of the sunset by the people of the chaotic land.

The color of the mountain, like the dim yellow of the sunset, with a little blood red, an old tree on the peak of the mountain is vigorous and powerful, the autumn yellow leaves, decaying but not falling, and the thick branches, withered and immortal.

Sycamore, the ancient tree where the legendary phoenix inhabits, it is rooted in the mountain peak, has not fallen for thousands of years, witnessing the vicissitudes of life, in the rolling red dust, sitting and watching the sunrise and sunset of the ages.

The four seasons here are like autumn, but autumn is not declining, away from the hustle and bustle, there is a little bit of cold beauty.

Phoenix sycamore, but only the sycamore is lonely, the mountains are half destroyed, a lonely peak is independent, an old tree, an autumn scene, Fengqi Mountain is windless.

A few days later, there was a gathering of young people, and under the plane trees, there were many people.

The old tree is vigorous, the roots are like the ups and downs of the dragon, the branches are like the wings of the phoenix, there is a bluestone jade table under it, it is full of agar and jade liquid, and there are delicacies and fruits, there is a trickle to bypass, and there are futons placed at the bottom of the tree.

"These futons have been around for a long time, and it is said that they are with the sycamores, and I don't know how many years they have passed, they are not corrupt and immortal, nor can they be shaken."

"Some people say that in the distant times, on the phoenix nesting sycamore, these futons were woven from the branches in the phoenix's nest, so they will not decay through the ages."

"There are also speculations that these futons no longer exist, and what we see is just a projection of the past, so they can't be removed."

"These are all rumors, there is no real evidence to confirm, Phoenix Sycamore, maybe it is just a beautiful meaning for people."

On Fengqi Mountain, many people came today, and Feng Xiaoyi came here with these top juniors in the chaotic land, and he was very curious about this mountain.

Not only a dozen of them, but nearly 100 people came, and as soon as Chi Hongyan released the news of the gathering, in three days, many young people in the chaotic area heard the news and participated in this grand meeting together.

Like the playful and willful Li Shiyao, as well as Izumo Valley's sister Izumo Xuan, these second-class juniors in the chaotic land, etc., are almost a rough idea.

In addition to the three cities and six villages and the three fierce gangsters, there are still many forces in the chaotic land, and the juniors and first people of these second-level forces have also come a lot.

Today's here is very lively, get together, staggered, talk and laugh, whether there is hatred or resentment, to Fengqi Mountain, these juniors in the chaotic place forget everything for the time being, regard each other as friends, drink and talk, laugh and talk.

"Brother Hongyan, today is a happy day, how can I see that my brother seems to be absent-minded?"

A young man in a luxurious robe, holding a feather fan, came to Chi Hongyan and said with a light smile in a joking tone.

"No, I'm thinking about something and I'm in a daze." Chi Hongyan replied.

"Huh? The three heroes of your city, why are you late? ā€

Suddenly, the young man saw that there were three young men in red robes, and he spoke up again.

"Senior Brother Yan, we're late."

The three of them first nodded and said hello to everyone, and then came to Chi Hongyan's side, apologetically.

"It doesn't matter."

Chi Hongyan shook his head with some regret and said, "It's okay, sit down." ā€

These three young people were the three masters of their Red Flame City, and their strength was all in the Eightfold Heaven Realm, second only to his existence.

In order to express his sincerity, he asked the three of them to invite Mu Xunyin, and the three of them now returned empty-handed, just as he expected.

"Wutong knows my intentions, and the phoenix seeks the phoenix."

Feng Xiaoyi came to the ancient tree alone, and he saw that there were two columns of poems on the cracked bark.

The words are not carved or printed, they are very peculiar, but a bit like they are manifested.

"Did the sycamore tree ever have a phoenix?"

Feng Xiaoyi silently recited two columns of poems and whispered in a low voice.

"Is it moving again or is it intimidating? As if there is a sense of familiarity, is it nostalgia or mourning? ā€

Feng Xiaoyi's heart was secretly worried, since he came to Fengqi Mountain, he felt that the black guqin that had been silent had a slight movement.

"Hey! What are you looking at? ā€

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and at some point, Li Shiyao suddenly jumped out, tilted her head and stretched out her little hand to shake it in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xiaoyi turned his head to look at her, so frightened that Li Shiyao quickly retracted her little hand, blushing with embarrassment.

She thought that Feng Xiaoyi was stunned there, but she didn't know that the other party was just reading the poem seriously.

"Uh... These words have existed for a long, long time, and I heard my father say that the tree and the word were already there before the chaos was formed. ā€

Embarrassed, Li Shiyao pointed to the poems on the tree and said everything she knew.

"Brother Feng Xiao is so elegant, what can be seen from this poem?"

Two young men walked over, dressed in splendid robes, showing Huo Xuan's wealth and wealth.

These two people are also very famous in the chaotic land, and they are the young masters of the two major chambers of commerce in the chaotic land, although the strength of the power is slightly lower than that of the three cities and six villages, but the relationship network is huge and complex, and the influence is also great.

In addition, forces like this, as well as Baicao Valley, which is good at studying pills, and the Five Poison Peaks of the opponent, the young masters of these two families are all here today.

"I don't know yet."

Feng Xiaoyi shook his head slightly, and then asked the two of them if there were other origins of this poem.

"Brother Feng Xiao, please look..."

Helian Peng, the young master of the Helian Chamber of Commerce, pointed to the quaint futons around the tree and said, "It is said that those who are destined, sitting next to the tree and listening attentively, will be rewarded, can Brother Feng Xiao try it." ā€

"Has anyone verified?" Feng Xiaoyi asked.

Shi Feng, the young master of the Sanshi Business Alliance, said ashamedly: "Forgive me for being ignorant, I have tried it, but none of it has been obtained, but someone once said that when I sat on the futon and heard the sound of the piano, I don't know if it is true or not." ā€

"The ancients had a cloud: the phoenix was flying, and the song was ringing, and the man said that what he heard was the sound of the phoenix's chirping, maybe not the sound of the piano." Fu Ping came over and spoke.

"Brother Fu, is there really a phoenix in the world?" Li Shiyao asked curiously.

"Whether the phoenix has or not, there are different theories, some people think that it is, and some people think that it is only the oral tradition of the world, and it does not exist."

"At least so far, no one has found conclusive evidence of the existence of the Phoenix."

"Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and it is difficult for us to determine whether there is or not."

Everyone gradually came over, and Chi Hongyan and several people expressed their own opinions.

"I'll go up and try it."

Everyone talked together for a while, and Feng Xiaoyi took the initiative to step forward and choose a futon to sit down.

"Strange..."

Feng Xiaoyi was surprised, this futon was so strange to sit down, just like sitting directly on the ground, there was no soft feeling at all.

Put away distracting thoughts, sit upright, close your eyes, and try to listen with your heart.

"Huh?"

Not long after, Fu Ping's expressions suddenly moved, and everyone seemed to hear a voice coming out.

The sound flickered from far and near, and gradually changed from vague to clear, and it was recognizable that it was indeed the sound of the piano.

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