Under the mountain hole, "Hula" pierced a dark red line of fire, wrapped the egg around one end, and slowly rotated the egg at the other end, so that it was heated more evenly.

As soon as this dark red line of fire came out, Bai Chenfeng suddenly felt as if the blood in his body was about to boil and burn dry, and before a mouthful of fishy sweetness could spurt out, it seemed to have coagulated into a blood clot in his throat.

He hurriedly retreated, until he retreated under the plane tree, and a cool air enveloped him, and the burning heat that followed him subsided.

I'm afraid this is the real fire of the phoenix!

After the white dust sealed the rest of his life, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and looked up, he almost died here, but the egg was receiving the barbecue mode there safely, very comfortable.

Only then did Bai Chenfeng put his mind at ease, breathed a sigh of relief under the plane tree, and began to explore the valley.

The days in the valley passed in a flash.

Bai Chenfeng has already figured out most of the situation in the valley, this land of Nirvana has long been ownerless, and although the prohibition outside is powerful, it only prohibits other demon clans from entering.

There is no prohibition at all in the valley, and it is quiet and peaceful like a paradise.

There are many elixirs in the valley, and the years are sufficient, especially for the burning wounds suffered by the white dust seal, which is particularly effective.

Xiao Yan was being tempered, even he couldn't get close, and no one could hurt her, so Bai Chenfeng was relieved to recuperate.

Wait until the ninety-ninth day.

After receiving the first tempering of the phoenix true fire, the egg's self-consciousness seemed to be stronger, with a scorching breath, like a fire egg, gurgling all the way down from the mountain hole, everywhere it went, the mountain stones were scorching and fried into powder, and it had a long burnt black behind it.

It wasn't until he hit the plane tree trunk headlong and made several turns that he stopped dizzily.

It took a long time to recover, rubbing towards the sycamore tree trunk little by little, as soon as it was attached to the trunk, the sycamore tree seemed to shake a little, and then Bai Chenfeng saw that the jasper-like leaves on the sycamore tree were a lot darker for a while.

A breath of green and blue that can be seen with the naked eye slowly wrapped the egg from the plane tree, and the egg rolled in the green and blue breath comfortably, and did not move.

After several tempering sessions, the egg's consciousness became more and more clear, and he was slowly able to communicate with Bai Chenfeng's occasional divine sense.

Although it is just a simple expression of his ** and desire, but for Bai Chenfeng, tears of joy are about to fall.

This is the first time that Xiao Yan has her own consciousness and can communicate with herself after turning into an egg.

He was never alone again.

I can't wait to dedicate the best in the world to Xiao Yan, and at this moment, it is even more obedient.

For him, the more picky Xiao Yan is, the happier he is, this is Xiao Yan who doesn't see himself outside.

At this moment, he is trusted by Xiao Yan alone, and there is no one else, so how can he not be happy?

Even if Xiao Yan said that he wanted the moon in the sky at the moment, he had to find a way to get it down.

Therefore, for Xiao Yan, he only has a slight temper and is a little picky about the environment, which is not a thing!

Thus the daily routine of the valley becomes:

Daily 1: When the egg is tempered by real fire, it means that there must be music, and there is no music to be unhappy. So Bai Chenfeng happily picked the sycamore leaves, and blew the song over and over again when he was a prince before, until he fell asleep with the eggs, and he didn't dare to stop.