Chapter 36: Vermilion Bird Feathers · "What kind of bird are you pretending?"
Outside the Chuyun Palace, Mrs. Xiao just landed on the threshold with one foot. She froze, a flash of anger on her face, and turned to walk away.
Mrs. Rou walked up to Bai Luo: "Cang Ayajun, please do it." ”
Bai Luo said gently: "It may be a little uncomfortable. ”
Mrs. Rou chuckled and said, "I can finally repay this debt." ”
Bai Luo sighed lightly, and a tiger roar came from the wind, and the tiger spirit drew a golden arc in the air, and slapped on Mrs. Rou with a "snap".
The dyed soul flew out of Lady Rou's body, and along with Lady Rou flew out a fiery red feather. Bai Luo stretched out his hand and pinched the Vermilion Bird Feather with two fingers.
Sheng Ran's soul had long been only a faint wisp, and now as soon as he left Mrs. Rou's body, he dispersed with the wind before he could say another word.
The gauze tent in the Chuyun Hall was lightly raised, and the brilliance of the stars lingered in the hall for a long time, and finally dispersed with the wind.
Bai Luo nodded to Lu Yubao: "It's okay." ”
The bodies of the Tibetan Bird and the Cloud Crane had already been carried into the First Cloud Palace.
The snowquail stood by the crane. Ever since Bai Luo summoned the tiger spirit, the souls of the cloud crane and the Tibetan bird disappeared in the Chuyun Palace.
The snow quail shook the cloud crane, and then probed the cloud crane's snort, and suddenly panicked: "Cang Ayajun, why does the cloud crane still have no breath at all?"
Lu Yubao walked up to the snowquail: "Snowquail boy, can I lend you two drops of blood?"
The snowquail nodded hurriedly and said, "Of course you can!"
Lu Yubao said seriously: "Yunhe has already returned to the sky, and although the Vermilion Bird Feather can recall his soul at this time, it can't bring him back to life. ”
Zang Que was anxious: "Didn't you say that you can save Yunhe?!"
"Don't worry, it's true that you can use the art of resurrection to return to Yunhe, but someone must be willing to give up their lives. ”
Snow Quail didn't say a word, and hurriedly untied the dagger from his waist: "Lu Gongzi doesn't have to hesitate. Zangque is willing to sacrifice his life for Yunhe! Is it to cut his wrist?"
Lu Yubao stretched out his hand and gently blocked it: "I don't need this lot of blood." ”
Let's say it, Lu Yubao tapped lightly on the tip of the snowquail's finger, and a drop of blood overflowed from the snowquail's fingertip. Lu Yubao stretched out his hand and dragged the drop of blood in the air: "Ten fingers are connected to the heart, I took a drop of your heart's blood." ”
The pure water spirit flow flowed from Lu Yubao's palm into Yunhe's fingertips. The drop of blood in the heart of the Tibetan Bird also flowed into Yunhe's body with the water spirit flow.
The drop of blood seemed to be smeared in the water, and Yunhe's face instantly turned color.
After a while, Yunhe's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Yunhe!"
Yunhe looked at his hands in disbelief and moved: "Zang Bird! I'm alive!"
"Yunhe, it's good that you can come back to life. I...... I ......" Zang Que thought that he was about to die, and he didn't know whether to rejoice or mourn, and tears flowed out of his eyes so uncertainly.
Lu Yubao helped Yunhe up and said gently: "You can live in addition to the Vermilion Bird Feather to recall your soul, but also because the Tibetan Bird is willing to sacrifice his life for you." From now on, you will live with the Tibetan Sparrow. ”
Zang Que was stunned: "I'...... I'm not going to die?"
Lu Yubao said gently: "You won't die." ”
Yunhe and Zang Que glanced at each other and knelt down at the same time: "Thank you Cang Ayajun and Lu Gongzi for saving their lives." ”
Bai Luo nodded, and accepted the two of them safely.
Bai Luo put the Vermilion Bird Feather in his sleeve and said to Xiao Mingjing, "Sect Master Xiao, I want to visit your faction's Wu Yueji. ”
Those who know how to use the Vermilion Bird Feather are afraid that their strength is above the two grandmasters Xiao Mingjing and Yuan Cangshu.
A trace of embarrassment crossed Xiao Mingjing's face. When he heard Sheng Ran in the illusion and heard Wu Yueji, he knew that things were already out of his control.
If the people of the four great families knew about the matter of Wu Yueji of Muyun Heavenly Palace, he was afraid that he, the sect master, would not be able to do it for a long time. What's more, what is more serious than what he, the sect master, can't do, is that Muyun Heavenly Palace has become the target of everyone.
Wu Yueji has controlled Muyun Heavenly Palace for nearly fifty years, and she can still manipulate Vermilion Bird Feathers, how can a family suzerain, such as Yuan Cangshu, tolerate Wu Yueji?
It was between hesitations that I heard a birdsong from outside the Chuyun Palace. A fiery red kestrel landed in front of the Hall of First Clouds and transformed into a human form.
"Kestrel see the suzerain. The kestrel said that he didn't mean anything respectful.
Bai Luo looked at the kestrel coldly, there was a nest of birds in Muyun Heavenly Palace, and the kestrel was probably the one she hated the most.
Xiao Mingjing's expression was also very ugly, although the kestrel was close to Wu Yueji in the past, it would not be difficult for him to face him. In the Penglai Palace, the kestrel made him lose face in front of the four great families, and indirectly harmed the Tibetan sparrow.
Kestrel didn't take Xiao Mingjing's impatience into account in the slightest. After seeing Xiao Mingjing, he walked straight to Bai Luo: "Cang Aya-kun, Wu Yueji knows that Cang Aya-jun wants to ask about Vermilion Bird Lingyu, so she specially asked me to bring a message." ”
Bai Luo looked at the kestrel lightly.
Bai Luo's expression made the kestrel a little annoyed, and the humiliation of almost being broken by Bai Luo's phantom body that day came to his heart again.
The kestrel looked at Bai Luo with gloomy eyes and said, "Wu Yueji said that the Vermilion Bird Feather was obtained by accident in a Nuwa temple in Shu. ”
Nuwa Temple? Bai Luo's heart sank. Back then, she went to Nuwa Temple to find clues, and was stolen from the spirit beads. Could it be that Yu Tong was also stolen from the spirit beads in the Nuwa Temple?
The Nuwa Temple was sunk to the ground by itself fifty years ago. Since Wu Yueji picked up the Vermilion Bird Feather in the Nuwa Temple, then Yu Tong must have suffered long before herself.
But how long ago was this? Why didn't I find any clues about Fei Tong when I arrived at Nuwa Temple? As one of the four gods, Yu Tong would never leave no trace even if his soul was scattered.
What's more, who has such a great ability to hurt the gods of the two co-masters of heaven and earth?
And who is the person who stood on the cliff in black clothes and held the golden spirit bead in his hand?
Seeing Bai Luo's discoloration, the kestrel was very happy in her heart: "Cang Aya-kun, Wu Yueji said that she just used this Vermilion Bird Feather to recruit Sheng Dye's soul to help her return to the sun." If you want to know the rest of the things, you can check it yourself. ”
Bai Luo hadn't recovered from the incident at Nuwa Temple, but felt that the clues were messy and annoying. The more I remembered the people I saw in the illusion, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that there were three points like Zong Ye.
The more Bai Luo thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was even more unaware of the kestrel's contemptuous attitude.
Kestrel thought that Bai Luo was shocked by Wu Yueji, and the expression on his face became more and more disdainful, and he smiled coldly: "I thought it was so powerful, but it was nothing more than that." ”
With that, the kestrel turned into a phantom and flew out.
With a "snap", the kestrel that had just flown into the air was shot down by a golden light.
Bai Luo's whip was not heavy, but it also injured the kestrel's wings. The kestrel gritted its teeth and got up from the ground, and the blood from its arm fell to the ground from its fingertips.
Bai Luo stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly: "Muyun Heavenly Palace is a palm-sized place, what kind of bird is it good to walk in?"