For a few days after the marrow washing, Sanskrit has been resting at home. On this day, she was sitting on the bed in her attic room on the second floor reading a book, when suddenly a small white pebble was thrown in through the window, and unbiasedly into a small brown wooden box by the white wall directly opposite the window, half of which contained small white pebbles, and a few pine towers, all of which were picked up by the stream.

Sanskrit closed the book and poked her head out of the window.

"Did I get it right today?" a little girl with a thin black ponytail was looking up at the window of Fanyin, her thin little face was not bloody, and it was Yaya who spoke.

"I performed very well today, I shot well!"

"Really, is it right?" Yaya was overjoyed, and her little feet jumped back and forth happily.

Fanyin jumped down from the second-story attic with a light leap and landed in front of Yaya. Yaya looked at her with adoring eyes, and her small mouth opened round. She has been doing this for four years. Even if it is the same action, Sanskrit has been doing it for four years. But turning her face, she hurriedly said: "Xiaoyin, you just finished washing the marrow, you need to rest more!"

"I'm fine. ”

As she spoke, Yaya had already put her hand on Fanyin's wrist and tapped it gently.

"You are really born to Uncle Qingshan, and you have an occupational disease at a young age. Sanskrit said with a smile.

"Ahh

"Why, don't you have a class at school today? Come to me so early. ”

As early as a few years ago, Sanskrit and Lei Luo were no longer in school.

"This Saturday, I wanted to come and see you as soon as you finished washing, but Dad said you need to rest for a few days, so I didn't dare to come and disturb you. ”

"I'm free today, do you want me to accompany you to the mountains to practice the spiritual method for a while?"

"Is it okay?" Yaya looked at Fanyin with expectant eyes, and hurriedly said, "No, you have to rest more, you just ......"

"Okay, I'm different from you and Uncle Qingshan, it's common to call spiritual power, besides, didn't you give me a pulse just now. ”

"That's what I said, but ......"

"Don't do it, let's go. ”

Sanskrit Yin said as he took Yaya up the mountain. Yaya's spiritual method has not been practiced well over the years, no matter how hard she works and how hard she works, her growth is very slow after all. In fact, there are most children in the village who have mediocre spiritual methods, and even if they have mediocre spiritual methods, they are not in the way. After all, not all professions require strong spiritual skills. Just like the corpse, Ya Ya learns like a fish in water.

But Fanyin found that Yaya's attachment to spiritual law seemed to exceed her cognition. A few years ago, she asked Yaya for the answer.

"Then I don't have to hide with my father. Fanyin looked at Yaya's immature and persistent face, and began to teach her with all her heart. Even if Fanyin sweats profusely every time she sees her practice, even if Fanyin knows Yaya's limitations early on, she does not belong to the physique with deep spiritual power, and she does not have the ability to control the spiritual law. But she is still willing to help her, for her incomparable persistence and persistence.

The two practiced on the mountain for a while, and Yaya's accuracy and strength were getting better and better. By the time the last stone was thrown, it was already crisp enough to break a finger-thick branch.

"Xiaoyin! I broke the branch!" Yaya jumped happily, but she didn't jump too high. Fanyin smiled and nodded at her: "I'm here today, it's time to go back." ”

"Okay!" Yaya's voice was louder than usual.

As soon as he took two steps, Sanskrit Yin stopped and made a silent gesture to Yaya. Yaya immediately became vigilant and hurriedly leaned towards Fanyin's side. I saw Fanyin's apricot eyes condensed, eyebrows frowned slightly, and looked at a big banyan tree more than 30 meters high not far away, the banyan tree branches and leaves were very luxuriant, and the green shade was as much as half an acre, enough to accommodate two or three hundred people to enjoy the cool under the tree. There are more than 10,000 green leaves, which depend on each other, and the bundles are stacked on top of each other, and at a glance, they are impermeable.

"Xiaoyin, what's wrong?" Yaya didn't dare to make a sound, but her lips moved slightly.

After a brief sweep of the Sanskrit sound, he knew its meaning: "There is a red luan." "Sanskrit is born with a pair of eagle eyes, looking at thousands of meters, exploring all directions, recognizing lips, and distinguishing all things. As I grew older, the eagle eyes of Sanskrit became more and more agile and brighter. The sight was far more than a kilometer, and the flying flowers and birds were only in her eyes for a moment. However, her spiritual power is increasing day by day, and her control of Hawkeye is becoming more and more proficient, and she can be retracted and released freely, which outsiders do not know.

"What Hongluan?" Ya Ya looked confused.

When Fanyin saw Yaya ask like this, she thought that ordinary people didn't know what Hongluan was, and even if they heard about it, they didn't know what it looked like. Hongluan is an ancient spirit beast that has never been seen for thousands of years.

Since four years ago, Fanyin accidentally discovered that Hongluan had come to Qiuman Mountain to live, but it was only more than ten days. After that, there was no trace of Hongluan on Qiuman Mountain. There are only two sentences in the record of Hongluan in a small number of miscellaneous essays, but they are also unclear. Whether there is such a spirit animal in this world, people have never decided.

And the reason why Sanskrit knew about the existence of Hongluan was because of a hand-copied book by his father. According to the book, a hundred years ago, there was a space-time warlock who tried to mobilize spiritual magic, tear apart space, reverse time and space, travel through the universe, and go to another world outside the Mitian Continent to see.

However, the spiritual method failed halfway, failed to cross the universe, and fell back from the space-time tunnel into the Mitian Continent. But at this moment, he encountered the wonder of Hongluan being born, feathering overnight, and thousands of purples and thousands of reds bullying the sun. He recorded all this in an instant, and the red luan disappeared into the vast land in an instant. No matter how the space-time warlock pursues, there is no trace in the end, like a sweet dream.

Yaya was even more surprised when she heard Sanskrit's eloquent words, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Time and space warlock!

Not only her, but even Fanyin was surprised when she read this hand-copied book that her father put on the shelf, and she was busy asking, is there really a family of space-time warlocks in this world?

The Fifth Joy tells Sanskrit that the Temporal Warlock does exist, but its abilities are not as powerful as we think. In today's world, it is rare for a magician to successfully travel for several hours, but it is rare to be a master of spiritual law in one day.

But as early as many years ago, the spirits hunted down the space-time warlock clan and wiped out the few of them. Since then, the space-time warlock has completely disappeared from the Heavens Continent.

After listening to Sanskrit, I couldn't help but feel sorry. Her father told her that the Temporal Warlock also had a nice name, "Cloud Piercer". Listening to Sanskrit, I can't help but yearn for it.

Yaya was dumbfounded when she heard this, and her mind wandered.

"Yaya. Sanskrit whispered her name, and she came back to her senses.

"Xiaoyin, where did you say Hongluan?"

"It's on this big banyan tree in front of us. ”

"Oh my God, did you see it?" Yaya looked at it, only to feel that the sun was green and hidden, and there was a vast expanse.

Fanyin nodded and stepped forward lightly, "It's still four!"

"What?" Yaya was puzzled.

"These four red luans on the tree are the ones they rested here when you came to the village six years ago. ”

"Didn't you say that the unfeathered red luan is the same as the little sparrow?

"They have a dark red feather on the top of their heads, and now it's growing little by little, glowing, and turning red!"

By this time, the two had already moved to the bottom of the tree, and Fanyin pointed to the top of his head. I saw four small birds like sparrows standing on the branches, and at first glance, there was nothing unusual. Moreover, there is nothing else on this towering banyan tree except these four small birds.

The four birds were huddled together, trembling, and Sanskrit frowned when they saw it in their eyes. Yaya on the side didn't dare to come out, covering her mouth with her hands, seeing Fanyin's cold expression, she didn't know what was going to happen. Sanskrit saw that the four birds were shaking more and more, three of them were crying, and the other seemed to be dying.

"They're going to feather!"

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, the dark clouds covered the sun, and the dust and sand flew away. Lightning flint, in an instant, the three young birds flapped their wings, like a blazing red flame, the whole forest was illuminated as if caught in a sea of fire, the fire of the red luan wanted to seize the light of the sun, so that the human eye could not open it at all, let alone see the red luan feather.

Yaya was already so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly and firmly grasped Sanskrit, and at this moment, Fanyin's eyes were not affected at all, and her beautiful eyes appeared with a touch of bright ice crystals, and her eyes appeared at first glance, like ice diamonds. Sanskrit looked up at the amazing scene:

The three red luans feathered in an instant, the bird feathers spread, flapped their wings and flew high, and their arm span was 100 meters, like a big thing. Every feather was like a burning flame, swaying brilliantly, stirring the sky, and the sky was burning! Their crowns were inlaid with golden red pupils with the brilliance of the sun, which was shocking to the world. Sanskrit only felt that the hairs trembled when he saw it, and his spirit was flying!

"What a Hongluan spirit beast!" couldn't help blurting out praise!

Just as the three red luans took off, the one left alone on the branch began to tremble violently, and then a high-pitched mournful cry that pierced the sky burst out from the young bird's body.

"Not good!" shouted Sanskrit.