Sifang Terrace, Phoenix Que.

Feng Zheng and Cao Zichuan chatted for a long time, and then said goodbye and left.

Cao Zichuan watched the Dongfeng boy drift away, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Finally, he let out a slightly helpless sigh, shook his long sleeves, and walked away.

At the foot of the Sifang Mountain, Feng Zheng looked back at the phoenix standing on the top of the mountain, and saw that there was only the blue sky and flowing clouds in the window hollow, and where there was the shadow of the phoenix.

More than 1,000 years ago, the king of Ding Tianwang built a platform to sacrifice the tripod, and the red phoenix flew out of the ancient tripod, where Nirvana disappeared......

Walking aimlessly on the road, a figure identical to Feng Zheng's body swept out, turned into a breeze, and flew away in all directions.

"Although I didn't complete the task this time, it was worth the trip to meet such an interesting person. ”

Feng Zheng thought so in his heart, and unconsciously, he began to examine the origin of the young man named Qi Xiu in detail.

Temporarily received an order from Yuan Jiugang, the wine fairy sword, and made a special trip to Yecheng in Jizhou to listen to the wind, looking for the existence of a suspicious monster, but after such a long time, nothing was found.

However, because of another wind herdsman, Wang Yang, Qi Xiu attracted Feng Zheng's attention, and met him outside the Dilung Mountain through the wind and snow, and was surprised to learn that he actually had a very close relationship with Mr. Jiuxian.

In this way, it is not difficult to think that the task received this time is very likely to be related to this Qi Xiu.

After that, Qi Xiu became the focus of attention, until now.

At the Fenbaolou auction meeting not long ago, Feng Zheng specially participated with a friend in order to help him auction the Spiritual Root Stone, and with a little trickery, he fished out Qi Xiu, the most suitable candidate, among many candidates, and used him step by step to successfully auction the Spiritual Root Stone that belonged to him. Through the information he knew, after some analysis, Qi Xiu's true identity under the mask had already been guessed, and he found it more and more interesting.

"It seems that Mr. Jiuxian really values this Qi Xiu, and the reason why he was specially sent to Yecheng to join the Fengshen Army is because he has a silver phoenix flame, and Yecheng has the opportunity of this phoenix secret realm. This kid has lived in Yecheng for so long, and he is about to leave, and he didn't expect to go to Phoenix Que to look for opportunities, he is really lonely and unheard, I don't know where Mr. Jiuxian picked it up? Could it be from the realm of ruins? If that's the case, then it's amazing......

"What happened in the Ruin Extreme Realm, even characters like Mr. Brewmaster were trapped...... What does what happened there have to do with this Qi Xiu? The little brother Hao Yun told me about his new little brother was 100 percent that this Qi Xiu couldn't make a mistake...... The big case that happened on the Yunzhan Mountain Road, the daughter of the Yulan Bai clan, a branch of the purple tribe who was wiped out, worshiped the fire city and burned the empty temple......"

"It's a pity that the task over there in Luozhou has to be for me to go out, otherwise, I will definitely be able to find out the ins and outs of this Qi Xiu......

"I don't know what happened to that kid? The person that Mr. Jiuxian values must not be idle, and I think his heart is also quite good, but more than a thousand years have passed, no one has been able to pick up that phoenix heart, and even the Danhuang Holy Lord of the year has not done it, so how can he do it......?

Thinking like this, Feng Zheng couldn't help but feel a little worried, after all, it was the Phoenix Secret Realm that he took his own initiative to guide him into.

"Hoo ......"

"Sizzle......"

In the silent phoenix secret realm like a thousand-year-old tomb, in a scorched black pit, there was a faint sound of breathing intermittently, dying, as if it could be completely cut off at any time.

The bottom of the scorched pit as deep as a secluded well was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. With the help of wisps of silver light that constantly rises and constantly disillusions, vague and shadowy, it can be seen that a person is kneeling at the bottom of the pit, his whole body is burned to rot, his hair is all burned, his facial features are no longer clear, and many parts of his body can even be seen with burnt bones. It is hard to imagine what terrible pain he endured, and it is hard to imagine how he can still live......

He was none other than Lynch!

When he was still in his mother's womb, he was deeply ill, he was born with the threat of death, endured great pain, and finally grew up, and went out alone, experiencing many life and death dangers, and was no stranger to death. But this time, he was the closest he had ever come to death in his life.

At this moment, he is really worse than death, but death is easy, as long as he is willing to give up, the fire of life may be extinguished immediately, and it is too difficult to live, and the pain is unbearable.

However, as he once said, you can choose to die when you live, but you can't choose to live when you die, and there are infinite possibilities to live.

In this way, he persevered, desperately persevered, his heart beating, his breath stretched, his blood flowed, and his silver light flickered......

Not far away, the red ancient tripod is shining with red light, the mouth of the ding is bubbling with soaring flames, and there is a red feather fire phoenix standing on it, stretching out its long neck, raising its head and screaming, one after another, whimpering, poignant, as if telling something.

Not long after, the phoenix regained its supposed majesty, he roared for nine days, spread his wings and soared, and plunged into the ancient ding, making the ancient ding suddenly release the brilliance of the sun.

The brilliance faded, only to see that the ancient tripod had disappeared, replaced by a huge heart, which was engraved with a number of bird seal runes, with every beat, there were soaring flames on it.

The phoenix is nirvana, and its heart is immortal!

That's right, this is the heart of the red phoenix, the last and most important relic left behind by this phoenix secret realm.

Immediately after, the phoenix heart flew up, flew above the scorched pit, and slowly landed in.

At the bottom of the pit, the huge heart was suspended, emitting a thick red glow from it, engulfing Lynch's broken body.

In this way, after more than two hours, Lynch's originally weak heartbeat gradually became stronger, and the beating frequency of the phoenix's heart became the same as Lynch's heartbeat.

Then, the runes on the heart of the phoenix shone brightly, and it became smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, and finally reduced to about the size of a fist, and escaped into his chest along a red light that connected to Lynch's chest, and lurked inside him.

"Zizi Zizi ......"

The powerful power was released, and all the flickering silver light on Lynch's body burned up, turning into scorching silver flames, which spread to all parts of his body in a blink of an eye, and the whole person turned into a silver burning man.

Under the silver flame, I saw small flesh buds sprouting from his scorched muscles and bones, and the wounds all over his body were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye......

At the same time, Canglongling Douxiao Mountain, Tuotian Valley, one of the Taoist ancestral courts Douxiao Mountain.

In the Yinjing Garden in the forbidden land of the inner mountain, there is a silver deep well under the ember wood of the fire tree and silver flower, but when I heard a cheer, a silver light flew out and turned into a silver phoenix the size of a dustpan. The silver phoenix flapped its wings violently, turned into a thread of silver thread, and swept high into the sky to the west in a flash.

Nandou Peak Taiye Pool, under the half-withered and half-glorious ancient tree by the edge of the pool, the Taoist known as the Great Master of Douxiao Palace held a fragment of a jade disc in both hands, staring at this fragment without blinking with his two eyes, his eyes were like substance, turning into hundreds of golden rays like lines, sweeping on the fragment, and reading carefully.

Suddenly, sensing something unusual, he turned his head to look at the silver thread that disappeared into the west, smiled faintly, and said a word: "Good." ”

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