Lei Luo was already able to fully control the longbow in his hand, and the power of the power was already able to be retracted freely, so he gradually lowered his raised hands. Before Ling Xiao could start talking about the legend of the phoenix, Lei Luo had already asked another question, a very important question: "Senior, why doesn't this bow have a bowstring?"

Everyone's attention has been focused on the shape and momentum of the bow, and such an important issue has been overlooked. Looking closely now, sure enough, there are only delicate feathers at both ends of the bow arm, but there is no bowstring. No wonder this bow is so like a living phoenix, without the constraints of the bowstring, it has more freedom, less constraints, more agile, more active.

Lei Luo tried not to use the power of Lei Yuan anymore, and slowly recovered the power of Lei Yuan to see if he could still control the longbow in his hand, who knows, the power of Lei Yuan is so wanton flowing in the limbs and bones, it seems to have become a part of the body - Lei Luo was so shocked in his heart that he didn't care about Ling Xiao's answer.

Ling Xiao looked at the longbow in Lei Luo's hand, and his eyes were a little confused. Ling Xiao's understanding of this bow didn't seem to be too deep, and he hesitated a little about the bowstring: "When I saw this bow, it had a bowstring, and Xuanhuang also shot an arrow with it......

Ling Xiao stopped narrating and recalled carefully, from the expression on his face, he could see how much he missed and longed for the past years.

After he shot that arrow, all the swords and swords, the bloody rain and the bloody wind, fell silent. Ling Xiao's tone was distant and solemn, and what he told seemed to be not a piece of history, but a legend, "I also became the guardian of this crystal coffin after that arrow, I only know that one day, Xuanhuang's reincarnation will come to take the things inside, how do I know that what is contained in this will be Xuanhuang's 'Qingluan Death', and it is a 'Qingluan Death' without a bowstring." ”

"'Qingluan Leaves'?" Wan'er became interested in the good-sounding but unfamiliar word, and asked, "Are you talking about the name of this bow?"

Just as Ling Xiao was about to answer, the longbow in Lei Luo's hand suddenly disappeared. Wan Er covered his mouth in surprise, and then exclaimed, "Thunderfall, did you throw it away?" Thunderfall did not answer, because the longbow appeared again, from nothing, from virtual to real, like a trick, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

An excited smile appeared on Lei Luo's face, and he couldn't wait to put down the longbow in his hand, and then stared at his palm, stunned.

"It turns out that this 'Thunder Element' itself is a part of my body. Lei Luo ignored Ling Xiao and Wan Er's surprise, and said to himself, "This 'Zhen Lei Yuan' is like my body, like my blood, and is an inseparable part of my body......!"

This time, Ling Xiao was also stunned: "I didn't expect you to be so heart-to-heart with it and fit so quickly." ”

Lei Luo laughed, and his laughter was full of surprise: "I don't fit into it, it's a part of my body, it's just that I rejected it at first." ”

Lei Luo's tone was warm and excited, and he continued to explain: "I have touched it countless times with the power of the 'Shock Thunder Yuan', and found that it is like a child who has left home to meet his mother. I began to understand its eagerness, the care it needed, and its loneliness...... Now, it's a part of my body, it's my arm, it's my soul......"

"I gave it the warmth of home, gave it a sense of belonging, and it taught me how to control and use the 'Thunder Element' in my body. Under the tuning of this bow, I realized that this 'Thunder Yuan' is a part of my body, and it exists in every place and every inch of space in my body. I used to only think about how to use the 'Thunder Element', but now I understand that the 'Thunder Element' is me, and I am the 'Thunder Element'!" Lei Luo recounted excitedly, his language was a little incoherent because he was too excited, "Senior Ling Xiao, what did you just say, what is the name of this bow?"

Wan Er took over the conversation and said, "'Qingluan Leaving the Dead', he said that this bow is called 'Qingluan Leaving the Dead'!"

"Is it such a long name?" asked Lei Luo eagerly, "Why such a strange name?"

Now that Lei Luo has no longer needed to spend too much effort, he can pick up this mysterious longbow - "Qingluan Leaving the Dead". To treat this bow, Lei Luo is to treat his own children, or lovers, or simply to treat himself. For everything about this bow, how eager to know about it.

"Didn't I say that?" Ling Xiao returned to the topic just now, "If you want to talk about the name of this bow, you have to start with the legend of the phoenix. Then again, do you believe there are phoenixes in this world?"

Lei Luo was already able to fully control the bow, and was playing with it carefully, listening to Ling Xiao's question, he didn't raise his head, and said: "Even you, the legendary white tiger, really appeared in front of my eyes, I even believe in the 'Four Elephants', how can I not believe that there is a phoenix in the world?"

Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction and said, "I want to know, how much do you Terrans know about the phoenix?" This time, Wan Er couldn't wait to open his mouth: "There is a phoenix painted on the wall of my yard, and my mother said 'Danfeng Chaoyang', which means that when the virtuous meet the bright, the excellent meets the prosperous." ”

Ling Xiao didn't seem satisfied with Wan'er's answer, and looked at Lei Luo with expectant eyes. Lei Luo waved the "Qingluan Death" a few times, hugged it to his chest, and said to Ling Xiao: "I don't know much, but I have a question. In the human race, people use the dragon and phoenix to imply a hundred years of good togetherness, but I know that the 'phoenix' is to be taken apart to interpret, the 'phoenix' is male, the 'phoenix' is the female, and the 'phoenix' is a pair, but why do people insist on pulling the 'dragon' and 'phoenix' together?"

"Hehehehe......" Ling Xiao's laughter was a little uncontrollable, as if Lei Luo's words were a big joke, "You dare to use 'male' and 'female' to describe the phoenix, you are, but you are looking for death......!

"Don't laugh. Wan Er said, "When is this, what are the secrets, you can tell us in one go!"

It didn't work, Ling Xiao still laughed, and almost rolled on the ground with his stomach.

Wan Er's eyes widened angrily, stared at Ling Xiao, and shouted viciously: "You are not allowed to laugh, but you still have to laugh, right?"

It is strange to say that the beast emperor Ling Xiao was frightened by Wan'er's roar, and he forced his mouth to shut up.

This change made Lei Luo infinitely yearn for the story of Ni Shang and Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao must be extremely jealous of that neon dress, so he is so afraid of Wan'er. This fear is really clear to the bone marrow.

"As for the Phoenix Clan, sooner or later, you will encounter it yourself, so I won't elaborate too much. In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Ling Xiao laughed at himself, "I'll talk about the parts related to this bow." ”

Wan Er and Lei Luo no longer teased Ling Xiao and listened carefully.

Ling Xiao was also afraid of any further trouble, so he hurriedly said: "In the history of the Phoenix Clan, there have been five of the most powerful masters, and they are called 'Five Phoenixes'. Although the five are very similar in appearance, the difference in feather color is extremely obvious. Red is said to be a red bird, yellow is said to be a bird, purple is said to be a cormorant, cyan is said to be a green luan, and white is said to be a red bird. ”

Lei Luo was taken aback, and said incredulously: "That red 'Vermilion Bird', but it is the 'Vermilion Bird', one of the 'Four Elephants'?"

Ling Xiao replied solemnly: "Apart from her, where else in the world does anyone dare to call 'Vermilion Bird'! These five phoenixes are all the best in the Phoenix Clan, but their fates are not the same. In the future, if you have the opportunity to get in touch with history, you will naturally understand, so I will only talk about that Qingluan. ”

When Ling Xiao mentioned "Qingluan", his tone was obviously respectful, and there are probably not many people who can make the white tiger Ling Xiao make such a gesture in this world. Ling Xiao slowly recounted: "The 'Five Phoenixes' all have a lofty status in the history of the Phoenix Clan, and they have special status and different talents. This Qingluan is the 'first person to refine weapons' in the history of the Phoenix Clan. The weapons she forged were the treasures that every master in the universe coveted. The 'Qingluan Death' in your hand is the last weapon she has ever built. ”

"The last one?" asked Lei Luo and Wan Er in unison. The last handful, in general, means that the person's life is coming to an end.

"You've guessed right, Qingluan died, and he died for this bow. The reverence in Ling Xiao's tone was even more obvious, "Since no one was present when Qingluan was refining the weapon, no one knew what happened at that time. No one knows where the materials used to refine this bow came from, nor do they know how to refine it. It was only later that Qingluan's disciples recounted that Qingluan had stayed in the refining room for forty-nine years and had not passed the test. Finally on the last day, a terrible phoenix roar came out of the refining room, and then there was a huge explosion in the entire refining room, and what was burning was the purest 'separation fire' of the Phoenix clan. From the spread of the cyan 'separation from the fire', it is not difficult to see that Qingluan finally burned himself......"

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao involuntarily stopped talking, looking at the dome in a daze, as if imagining the magnificent scene at that time.

After a long time, Ling Xiao buried his head and continued: "The cyan fire has been burning for three years, the surroundings of the refining room are scorched black, and a huge pit has been burned out on the ground, and in the center of the deep pit, there is a bow, and the appearance of flapping its wings is very similar to the appearance of Qingluan. ”

Ling Xiao looked at Lei Luo and the bow in his hand, and said slowly, word by word: "The bow in the deep pit is the 'Qingluan Death' in your hand, this bow, really, looks exactly the same as Qingluan." ”

In great surprise, Lei Luo and Wan Er buried their heads in carefully looking at the bow, as if this "Qingluan Death" would flutter its wings and fly away at any time.

"Do you remember what I just said about praising this bow?" Ling Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, freed from the heavy history, "Born in chaos and unsolved, extinguished in the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, nirvana of the soul, quenched by fire, traveled all over the world, dived into the six and eight wildernesses, hidden everywhere in the world, and swam in the nine heavens - it is indeed a good bow." ”

Ling Xiao seemed to be afraid that the two of them would forget, so he told again: "You can remember clearly, you will be able to use these words sooner or later." It's almost dawn, so I'll go first. ”

After saying this, Ling Xiao suddenly roared angrily, stretched out a front paw, and grabbed it at his neck. Lei Luo and Wan Er were both frightened by this sudden change, and they didn't understand what Ling Xiao was trying to do. After taking a closer look, he found that Ling Xiao had a small bell hanging around his neck.

Ling Xiao pulled it fiercely, and the chain tied to the bell immediately broke, and the bell was held by Ling Xiao in the beast's claws. At this moment, something even more unexpected happened: Ling Xiao cracked, stood upright, and his body shrank, turning into a strong man with a height of seven feet.

This strong man is so vigorous and mighty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a lion's nose and a tiger's mouth, and he is as strong as an unattainable mountain.

The strong man that Ling Xiao turned into, although the key parts were covered by animal hair, but after all, he was not wearing clothes, and Wan Er quickly buried his head, his cheeks crimson with shame.

"You didn't lie to me, you really didn't lie to me. Ling Xiao looked up to the sky and sighed, "This bell has trapped my White Tiger Ling Xiao for thousands of years, what kind of power is this!"