A Heavenly Immortal, a Heavenly Immortal who had cultivated the Feather Transformation Technique and could manipulate the sky, had actually disappeared in the Emperor Mountain Realm!

No one believed that this was the truth, but even if Yuanwei sent someone to check all the Immortal Cultivation Holy Cities, there was still no shadow of the feather kite.

Motoo and Mu Wei came to the Akabane Sect in person with Yafu.

The Akabane Sect sits on the top of a dense forest.

In the endless Mohai jungle, nearly 10,000 huge ancient trees have risen from the ground, perhaps because of the accumulation of time, those ancient trees have long been without signs of life. However, the trunks of the ancient trees are not decayed, on the contrary, they have been transformed into golden and jade materials that emit a soft light!

The thickness of each ancient tree is different, the thickest dozens of pieces are more than a few zhang thick and hundreds of zhang high, and the thinnest ones are also several feet thick and more than ten zhang high.

The ancient trees have long since lost their branches and leaves, and the towering trunks are like pillars, supporting magnificent buildings in mid-air. The Hall of Elders of the Akabane Sect is located on top of the thickest and tallest ancient trees, and the eightfold hooked eaves hall is resplendent and extraordinary.

The crow turned into a huge black crow, carrying the mototail and the wood fender and soaring upward. Those guards had already seen Motoo's arrival, and they hurriedly opened the guard array and let a few people in.

Ling Jian didn't come out to greet him, he sat calmly on the top of the Hall of Elders and teased the child in his arms, but Guiyue greeted him with a smile.

"How come the Realm Leader has time to come to the Red Feather Sect!" Guiyue asked.

"Feather Kite hasn't returned to Yanjun City yet, I asked people to go to all the Immortal Cultivation Holy Cities to inquire, and I don't have any news ......from her," Yuan Wei said.

"What do you mean, Lord Realm?" Ling Jian stood up with the child in his arms, and he reproached dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it possible that the feather kite can't have her own space and go out to relax?

Yuan Wei explained helplessly: "I'm just worried about the safety of Senior Sister Feather Kite......"

"Worried?" Ling Jian sneered, "What is there to worry about as a celestial immortal? I think you blame me for calling Feather Kite back without your consent, that's why I came to my Red Feather Sect to embarrass me! Don't forget that Feather Kite is a member of our Red Feather Sect and my sister!"

Back then, because of Yuanwei's negligence, the feather kite was snatched away by Ning Lu and refined into a soul, which almost became an eternal scar in Ling Jian's heart, and also became Yuanwei's eternal guilt. Since then, Ling Jian and Yuan Wei have never put their hearts into their hearts again.

Guiyue saw that Ling Jian and Yuan Wei couldn't talk together, so she quickly pushed Ling Jian out of the Hall of Elders and sat down with Yuan Wei by herself.

"Lord of the Realm, the feather kite may just be looking for a place to relax!" said Guiyue.

"Scattered, what will Senior Sister Feather Kite have on her mind?" Motoo asked in surprise, "Why didn't she tell me?"

Guiyue sat down next to Yuan Wei and explained, "She's afraid you're worried!"

Guiyue is right, the feather kite does have unsolvable concerns.

Under the design of Yiyin Bai, the soul of the feather kite occupies the body of the four-winged kite Zihan, and it also buries deep sorrow.

Before Yi Yin Bai presented Zi Han's body to Yu Kite, Yi Yin Bai thought that he had completely killed Zi Han's soul. In the feather kite's soul and Zihan's body are integrated, when the feather kite's body and soul are biochemically together, breaking through the heavenly fairy realm in one fell swoop, the feather kite has always thought that he is a feather kite. But when she saw Zi Han's mother outside the Amethyst City in the Candle Yin Realm, when she heard the "Zi Han" with a look on her face, an irrepressible feeling rose in the soul of the feather kite. When she saw Zi Han's mother shattered in Zhang Yishang's roar, leaving only two pairs of wings, that sadness was already buried deep in her heart.

Moreover, outside Bauhinia City, Zhang Yishang turned into a wild lion and roared, causing the blood ring of the beast in the body of the feather kite to boil, and the body of the feather kite was already like a porcelain that had gone through the years, and fine lines appeared on the skin.

A hundred years have passed since that roar, and the body of the feather kite has long since returned to its original appearance, but the fear in the feather kite's heart has not only lingered, but also accumulated more and more, and the feather kite was breathless.

"I'm Zihan!" the feather kite often couldn't help but whisper.

Just as Yuanwei left Yanjun City, and took advantage of Lingjian's invitation, Feather Kite returned to the Red Feather Sect. In addition to distracting the heart, the feather kite also has a purpose to come to find the moon.

"Senior Sister Guiyue, why does the four-winged kite have such a tragic fate?" asked Guiyue.

Gui Yue smiled bitterly: "Aren't all things in these three realms having the same tragic fate? For example, cattle and sheep feed on plants and trees, and tigers and wolves feed on cattle and sheep, who can say that the fate of tigers and wolves is not as miserable as cattle, sheep and plants? The four-winged kite was raised by the flame beast, and Zi Han was planted with the blood ring of the beast, and the only reason here was that the four-winged kite was really small in front of the flame beast, and it could only be left to the flame beast*. Fortunately, the junior sister has broken through the immortals, and fortunately, the junior sister is protected by the head of the realm, so the misery of the junior sister is not a tragic ......"

Feather Kite sighed, and said, "Senior Sister Guiyue, let's tell me about Zihan, what kind of person is she?"

Guiyue shook her head again and smiled bitterly: "I don't know Zi Han!"

Looking at Feather Kite's puzzled expression, Guiyue had no choice but to explain: "Four-winged Kite lives in a corner of Amethyst City, and I have never been there! ”

Of course, Guiyue didn't know Zihan.

Zi Han was just a four-winged kite raised in Amethyst City by the flame beasts, as humble as a cow and sheep in the mortal world. And Gui Yuegui is a heavenly immortal, and she is the city lord of Amethyst City, how could she know Zi Han!

Although he didn't know Zi Han, Guiyue knew the four-winged kite.

The Four-winged Kite was only one branch of the Candle Yin Feather Clan, and at its peak there were only tens of thousands of people. The four-winged kite has an outstanding appearance and a beautiful body, and has always been the most admired race by immortal cultivators of all races. For a while, the Candle Yin Immortal Cultivator was proud to be an immortal cultivator companion with the Four-winged Kite. The four-winged kite is noble and elegant, but it seems to be negligent in cultivation, so there has never been an immortal cultivator in the clan who has broken through the fairy realm. Unfortunately, some people found that the wings of the four-winged kite were an excellent material for forging flying spirit weapons, so more and more four-winged kites were hunted and killed, and at the worst time, there were only a few dozen four-winged kites left in the candle netherworld. Later, the flame beast explicitly forbade the hunting of four-winged kites, and also planted a blood ring for all four-winged kites. After thousands of years of breeding, the four-winged kite has reached more than 2,000 people......

Feather Kite trembled angrily, and she sneered: "It seems that we Four-winged Kite are still grateful for the protection of the Fire Beast!"

Guiyue looked at the feather kite, "The four-winged kite has always understood its own situation and fought for it, I think this is also the reason why Zi Han was cut off a pair of wings by his family and sent to the Emperor Mountain Realm! In fact, the four-winged kite is so similar to the former Emperor Mountain Realm! No one wants to be raised, and no one wants to be decided by others about their own life and death, and fate!"

The feather kite was speechless, and could only let the tears of grievance overflow into her eyes.

Guiyue persuaded and said: "The feather kite has the head of the realm, and the emperor mountain has the head of the world, why bother the feather kite!"

Feathered kite sobbed, "I'm scared ......"

Guiyue gently hugged the feather kite in her arms and comforted: "There is a world head!"

After a long time, the feather kite finally calmed down. When Ling Jian returned, Yu Kite said goodbye to Ling Jian and Gui Yue, and left the Red Feather Sect......

After listening to Guiyue's explanation, Yuan Wei was relieved, but he was very dazed.

"Where will Senior Sister Feather Kite go to relax?" Motowei seemed to ask Guiyue and asked himself.

yes, where will the feather kite go?

Three hundred years ago, Motoo and Feather Kite met for the first time on the white sand beach, and the two made a ten-year agreement to attack the Brown Salt Grottoes. It's just that neither of them expected that it would be more than a hundred years later for them to meet again. After that, Motoo couldn't control himself because he was tortured by the remnants of the ink, so he had to reluctantly drive the feather kite away from him. The feather kite couldn't let go of the motoo, she secretly followed the mototail behind to protect the motoo. At that time, their realm was too low, and they were hunted by the Candle Hunters. Feather Kite was killed by the candle hunter Ning Lu, and her soul was refined into a vessel soul. Later, after Purple Charm secretly released the soul of the Feather Kite, the Feather Kite got the body of Zihan with the help of Yiyin Bai......

Along the way, the fate of the feather kite is almost as tragic as that of the four-winged kite, but the feather kite still warms the tail with its tenderness.

"Let's go to White Beach!" Motao said.

The white sand beach is silent, the brown salt grotto has long since collapsed into a deep pit, and there is no trace of a feather kite.

"Let's go to the Nanmeng Wasteland!" Motoo said.

The Nanmeng Wasteland is still a paradise for young immortal cultivators to experience themselves, and the trade in North Point Fang Market is still hot, and there is no shadow of a feather kite.

Located in the northwest corner of the Nanmeng Wasteland, the city of North Point Square sits on the top of a round, flat-bottomed mountain. It is said to be a fang market, but in fact, it is more like a long-abandoned town. Dozens of small three-story buildings built of boulders are scattered, and the stars are surrounded by a huge circular square. And that circular square is the place where immortal cultivators buy and sell resources in exchange for spirit stones and exchange all kinds of news.

Yuan Wei, Mu Wei and Ya Fu had just appeared at the entrance of Fang City, and the old man who was thin and forging veins in the realm of five weeks greeted him courteously: "Do you want to stay in the hotel?" Ding Er is willing to take you to the inn. ”

"Do you have a comfortable double bed room?Do you have a hot bath?" Mu Wei's eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, yes! We have the most upscale room in the Nanmeng Wasteland, with all kinds of big beds and hot water!" Ding Er replied skillfully with a smile on his face.

Mu Wei was a little stunned, she shook her head and said, "Ding Er, you have changed! You have not become as unruly as before!

Ding Er was confused, he stared at the three strangers in front of him, unable to understand the meaning of their words.

Seeing that Ding Er had long forgotten himself, Mu Wei pulled Yuan Wei out of the guest room and walked towards the market.

"Second-grade staff, fifty spirit stones!"

"A long sword, ten spirit stones can be taken away, everyone come and take a look!"

"A large number of soul nourishing grasses were purchased, and only more than a hundred years were collected. For a hundred years of medicinal age, twenty spirit stones for one plant, for two hundred years of medicinal years, fifty spirit stones for one plant, for five hundred years of medicinal years, five hundred spirit stones for one plant, and for a thousand years of medicinal age, the price is as you want!"

"A large number of acquisitions of red grass, quenched vines, and solescent leaves... Look at the price of the medicine!"

Selling, bargaining, selling, a happy and peaceful atmosphere. This familiar scene is as it was three hundred years ago.

"These are all unpopular things!" Mu Wei said with emotion, holding Yuanwei's hand.

However, Motoo's hand trembled violently.

"What are you?" asked Motoo, pointing to a golden necklace in front of a young man's eyes.

This was a young man who was only two days old in the Forging Pulse Realm, and in front of him was a necklace with golden wings. The wings were very delicately forged, like two wings fighting against the clouds, and they were exquisite.