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Early the next morning, Yang Hao calmed He Yu for a while and rushed to the plantation. After instructing Li Ke to pick up Hami, he plunged headlong into the laboratory and directly entered another space.

Condensed a little bit of white and tried to pour it on the jade bamboo, and sure enough, there was no reaction at all. Yang Hao smiled bitterly and put down his hand, drinking was really a mistake.

After pondering for a while, Yang Hao simply closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

The picture of the different dimension began to change a little, without the previous terrifying waves, Yang Hao was walking in a forest at this moment, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the sun was just right.

Yang Hao vaguely guessed that this should be related to his experience yesterday.

A few birds whose names didn't know flew to his side, Yang Hao smiled and raised a hand, and the birds were not afraid of life and fell on his hand. The white feathers are mixed with some golden feathers, which looks even more holy. Yang Hao tried to touch the bird with his hand, but the bird didn't fly away, allowing him to poke everywhere on his body.

Qingyue's loud voice suddenly sounded, and the birds that stopped in their hands flew into the air suddenly, and many birds flew in the air from nowhere. First it formed a circle, and then it became a crown.

Yang Hao watched intently, as if the birds in the whole forest had flown over.

There was another Qingyue call, and Yang Hao saw a bird with a red body flying at an alarming speed with his extraordinary eyesight.

The birds hovering in the air suddenly dispersed together, floating on both sides in a regular manner, as if welcoming the king.

Gradually, the red bird stopped, and walked slowly at a slow pace, and everywhere it went, the average bird bent down. Yang Hao at the bottom looked happy, but he didn't expect these to be spirit beasts.

The red bird looked at his subjects, holding his head high, and suddenly found Yang Hao who was smiling below, and swooped down with a scream.

The speed was extremely fast, Yang Hao was shocked, but the kung fu red bird with just two breaths had already rushed in front of him.

Yang Hao took a few steps back and looked at the red bird vigilantly.

The red bird did not attack immediately, but floated in the air and stared at Yang Hao, its powerful wings constantly fluttering, as if thinking about something.

Yang Hao didn't know what to do for a while, so he put on a defensive posture and faced the red bird. When you get closer, you can see the red bird clearly. The flaming red feathers look very flamboyant, and the flaming red looks from afar, which makes people mistakenly think that they have seen a phoenix, but it is a little smaller.

The feathers on the top of his head were actually on fire, his eyes were sharp, and his sharp claws were facing Yang Hao's face.

"Hmph." The firebird suddenly made a sound.

"Huh?" Yang Hao thought he was hallucinating, what did he just hear? A bird spoke??

It stands to reason that the scenes here should all be imagined by yourself, can you imagine that these mythical beasts can speak people's mouths?

"Hmph." The firebird glanced at Yang Hao, as if to say that you are a small human being.

Yang Hao suddenly felt funny, but he was not angry, and stepped forward, "Can you speak?" ”

"Ignorance." After the firebird finished speaking, he flew up again.

"Eh, don't go." Yang Hao hurriedly chased two steps, but he could only watch the firebird get farther and farther away, scratching his heart and liver anxiously.

After the firebird returned to the air, it chattered and communicated with its subjects for a long time, and Yang Hao only heard a burst of bird calls, mixed with a few sharp calls from time to time. A few of the white birds seemed to be very excited, flying up and down around the firebird, chirping and not knowing what they were talking about.

The Firebird still looked at the world, holding its head high and ignoring their protests.

Yang Hao suddenly thought of the origin of the Shennong Change, Shennong is also known as the Yan Emperor, Yan is fire, is this firebird also related to the Shennong Change?

There was another commotion in the air, and the firebird seemed to be impatient, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of flames, and the white bird was suddenly too frightened to speak, and floated around it obediently.

The firebird now spun around in the air with great momentum, and then chattered a lot. Occasionally, a white bird makes a sound, and the voice is very low, as if it is afraid that it will become a roast bird.

The air gradually quieted down, and the white bird suddenly began to change its shape, taking off leisurely as if dancing, and Yang Hao was stunned. The white bird formed a tornado-like shape to surround the firebird in the middle, and the firebird's expression remained unchanged, but its eyes were a little gloomy.

Yang Hao frowned, looking at them as if they were sacrificial, and a wave of uneasiness swelled in his heart.

The white bird gradually flew away, leaving only the firebird in the air.

The firebird stared closely at the flock and did not move for a long time.

Yang Hao took a step forward, stretched out his hand and beckoned into the air for some reason, and he was stunned after beckoning.

The firebird swooped down towards Yang Hao again with a long roar, Yang Hao didn't dodge or dodge, and looked straight at it.

The strange phenomenon is happening again!

The firebird actually crashed directly into Yang Hao's forehead, Yang Hao's eyes widened, and a burst of intense fire suddenly emitted from his forehead.

The firelight lasted for a full half an hour before it gradually weakened, Yang Hao only felt a pain in his head, and countless hot currents began to flow down his forehead to his limbs. There are flames flowing in the veins of the whole body, like magma, and if ordinary people see it, it is estimated that they will be scared to death.

The whole body was so hot that Yang Hao gritted his teeth so that he didn't shout, and the burning sensation made him feel like his whole body was about to explode. didn't last long, Yang Hao fainted directly.

By the time Yang Hao woke up, the picture had disappeared, and he was still sitting cross-legged in the space.

Can't wait to touch his forehead, there is no foreign object in the smooth touch, Yang Hao was a little strange, and muttered, "Is it all a dream?" ”

But it felt too real.

When he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, a red light made Yang Hao stunned in place, and hurriedly flipped his arm to check, but at some point there was an extra red mark on his forearm. The fingers are smooth and flat to the touch, as if they were born with it.

"It's not a dream!" Yang Hao stood up firmly.

This should also be a vision caused by the Shennong Change, but what does this red line represent? Red, red bird, feathers with flames, Emperor Yan, a series of information kept tumbling in Yang Hao's mind, could it be the ability to control fire?

Thinking of this, Yang Hao was a little excited, controlling fire, does that mean that he may be able to control water, wind, and even thunder and lightning?

I have to say that Yang Hao really read too many fantasy novels and fell into conjecture.

Thinking about the protagonist in the novel, "Drink." The left hand of the void clapped his palm, and no imaginary flames appeared.

"Ahh Yang Hao changed his posture and punched again, but there was still no flame.

"Out!" After chanting a spell, Yang Hao pointed his fingers into the air, without a trace of sparks.

……

Yang Hao's face was full of black lines, could he have guessed wrong? This line of fire does not represent the ability of fire?