Zhuo Qi stood at the back with bated breath, only to see Jingling Zhenjun's wide sleeves gently brushing on the white mountain wall, and the entire black and white white wall astrolabe suddenly reversed, and the white canopy changed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white jade is the clearest color of the summer night, a deep and vast blue-black color. The black star beads were also gone, and the dazzling fifteen main stars in the seventeen stars glowed with a faint orange light, and on the blue-black sky, they were exceptionally bright.

This stone wall is no different from the night on the horizon, the only difference is that there are no other stars to be seen except for these seventeen stars.

This is the only night sky that belongs only to the seventeen stars of Regulus.

With a finger in the air, he poked into the night sky, and the brightest fourteenth star in Xuanyuan Seventeen immediately lit up, and the light shone brightly, and instantly brought up a brighter starlight - the corresponding Five Emperors in the night suddenly lit up!

The starlight moved slowly, Xuanyuan Seventeen was offset like a dragon, and when the Virgo rotated to an acute angle with the Five Emperors, the night suddenly dissipated in front of me!

The ban is open!

Under the cliff, there was the sound of birdsong, and a huge white-beaked long-feathered bird spread its wings from the bottom of the cliff, and picked up a seed the size of a broad bean from the palm of Jingling Zhenjun's hand, and the long beak buried the seed in the crack of the stone.

The seeds sprouted, and the green color slowly turned dark green, and the white roots were firmly rooted in the cracks in the stones, and a section of the long-feathered bird flew to the other side of the cliff with the long-feathered bird in its mouth.

There are rocks scattered from the cliff, and there are vines whose branches and leaves are broken because they are too young, and they do not hesitate to fall down the cliff in the air, and when they fall less than a zhang, they ignite the flames, and there is not even any powder left.

In a moment, a thin bridge of cyan vines had been drawn out on these two sections of stone walls.

Jingling Zhenjun took the lead in the past, and the vines did not move at all, this scene reminded Zhuo Qi of the old man of the Blue Bridge of Buddhism, when he had not attained the Tao, he had crossed the river with a reed, floating back and forth, and was not bound by the mortal womb of the flesh.

Yan Xi Zhenren whispered: "On this cliff, there is a sinking star stone, and according to legend, the stars will fall gloomily when they pass over the canyon, not to mention the monks." Below is the ash of the wooden road, which can burn everything, burn everything, this canyon is naturally generated, and only the last white long-feathered bird in the world can survive. You followed me. ”

Zhuo Qi nodded casually, not disapproving, but remembered a very serious problem, silently transmitted a message to Yan Xi Zhenren, and asked:

"The last white-beaked long-feathered bird in this world, if one day it gets sick and doesn't want to work, or it simply dies of illness, then isn't this Jiujun Immortal Ding trapped in the canyon and can't take it out?"

Yan Xi was stunned by her question, and actually thought about this question very seriously. You must know that there is only one white-beaked long-feathered bird in the world, and if one dies, there will be another new life, which is called immortality and immortality, and there is also inheritance.

But this Yan Xi is not an ordinary person, and the voice replied: "Good question! I thought that this Dan Holy Sect was playing tricks, and there must be other ways to get in. Otherwise, if there is really a problem with the white-beaked long-feathered bird, then everyone should not fight for this immortal ding. Be careful for a moment! If not, I will come back and bring you, and I will not force it. ”

Zhuo Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

She is proficient in footwork, not to mention that this vine is thick enough to have a wrist, how can it be a foot?

When everyone reached the other end, Zhuo Qi had just stepped on the vine with half of his feet, and his body fell forward uncontrollably, and the invisible suction in the valley pulled half of his body. Zhuo Qi hurriedly leaned back and retreated to the top of the cliff.

Yan Xi saw her body swaying, hurriedly took a step forward, and was about to go over to take her, when she saw this girl staring at the vines under her feet, her expression was very unyielding.

So he retracted his steps, thinking that perhaps she should not have any scheming, but any genius, such as him, always had some pride, so he pressed his temper and waited on the side.

Jingling Zhenjun's gaze shifted, but he smiled at Yan Xi and said, "Ah Yuan is protected by his side, and it will be fine." ”

Ah Yuan is the name of this white-beaked long-feathered bird.

Hearing Jingling Zhenjun call his name, Ah Yuan flapped his wings, and then glanced down with his little black bean-like eyes, revealing a look of disdain.

Zhuo Qi looked intently at the green vine under his feet, and the uncontrollable feeling of falling was really irritating, so he beckoned to Ah Yuan on the side: "Ah Yuan, you come." ”

Ah Yuan showed that empty look and ignored her.

Jingling Zhenjun turned his eyes and motioned for Ah Yuan to come over. Zhuo Qi grabbed the long feather wings with one hand, grabbed its slender neck with the other, and jumped over, riding on the bird quickly and skillfully.

Ah Yuan shook a few times very unhappily, and when he saw Jingling Zhenjun smiling, he was afraid of angering him, so he didn't come to find it, so he deliberately trembled and carried Zhuo Qi over.

Yan Xi couldn't help but clench his fist with one hand and coughed a few times.

I actually rode the long-feathered bird directly...... But there are geniuses, well, ingenuity.

The canyon is cut straight down on all sides, and there is nothing but rocks. A few people stood in the middle, and they looked a little crowded.

With the sky as the rune paper, the fingertips dipped in cinnabar as the brush, the volley talisman, the golden rune is like a dragon flashing away, secretly combining the seventeen stars of Xuanyuan on the outer ban, and then only listen to a dull "cluck", an old and simple pagoda slowly rises.

The pagoda clearly rises slowly from the bottom up, but the ground does not change in the slightest.

The moment this pagoda appeared, whether it was the Jingling Zhenjun and Guanhui Dao Chang who had seen Xianding, or the dusty real people who drifted away from the world, the cynical Yanxi real people, and Zhuo Qi, at this moment, it seemed that there was only this pagoda in front of him.

This pagoda is about more than one person tall, slightly taller than Zhuo Qi, but a little shorter than Yanxi, but standing here, no one will look down at it, the silent atmosphere around it makes people have to look up.

It didn't have any aura, not even the refreshing soft breath of the pure and supreme grade refined by Jin Duobao, only a silent aura like thick ink.

People have to follow its anger, silence, dare not move, dare not speak.

Its color is different from bronze, and it is also different from any kind of gold and iron mortal ware, but it stands so heavy on the stone pier that it makes people feel its age.

It has gone through countless sunrises and moons, endless changes in the sea, and the thick rust spots show everything it has experienced, like an old man full of wisdom.

I don't know how long it took, just listening to the sound of "whew", several people woke up from an extremely mysterious silence. It turned out that Zhuo Qi had forgotten to breathe, and finally couldn't hold it back, and let out a soft gasp sound. (To be continued.) )