Day 8.

When the sun completely rose from the East China Sea and the morning sun shone on the sea, the gate of Longyuan Pavilion slowly opened.

Lu Chuan walked out of the door with the Zixiao Sword and the bow and arrow box on his back.

Although he was a person who cultivated true qi and cultivated martial arts, he also looked a little haggard at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had two thick dark circles under his eyes.

It is conceivable how much effort he has spent in the past few days in order to 'read books to the fullest' and 'memorize secret techniques'.

"Eun Gong, you ...... Are you alright?"

The moment Lu Chuan came out, Ao Bing was taken aback.

Lu Chuan has almost lost a lot of weight in the past eight days, plus those two dark circles under his eyes, and the original Taoist who has drifted out of the dust, it is almost like two people.

"It's okay, I'm fine, what, is there a guest room, I want to go and sleep first. Lu Chuan said tiredly.

"Yes!" Ao Bing said quickly.

I wanted to tell him about the old turtle, but seeing that Lu Chuan was so tired, let's wait until he is rested!

Then he sent someone to lead Lu Chuan to a luxurious and magnificent guest room in the Dragon Palace to rest.

However, Lu Chuan didn't have time to pay attention to these, he went in and fell asleep when he saw the bed upside down.

This night, Lu Chuan slept for three days and three nights, during which he slept except for eating some spirit fruits.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Lu Chuan regained his spirits.

"This is the old turtle's thank-you gift?"

Lu Chuan held a golden feather in his hand, turned his head suspiciously and looked at Ao Bing, who was smiling and groaning, waiting for his praise, very speechless.

I told you to pluck the old turtle's hair, and you really brought me a hair?

Besides, is this a turtle feather, is it obviously a bird feather?

It's also golden, and it's full of bells and whistles at a glance, and the owner must not be a serious good bird.

"Yes, Engong, isn't this feather a thank you gift between you?"

The smile on Ao Bing's face gradually disappeared, and he was a little stunned.

Lu Chuan: "......"

As soon as he heard this, Lu Chuan knew that this kid had misunderstood what he meant, thinking that he really wanted a hair from the old turtle.

But what he said is not this hair!

Lu Chuan sighed, this stupid boy is estimated to have been cheated by the treacherous old Wang Ba again.

Shaking his head, Lu Chuan smiled: "It's okay, it's not my work in vain to get the root hair back." ”

"Engong, take a good look, this feather is not an ordinary feather, it is a golden feather......" Ao Bing said in a low voice.

Lu Chuan glanced at him lightly.

What color do you need to be reminded of, you can't tell what color this hair is?

Ao Bing hurriedly explained: "No, Engong, I mean that this feather is not simple, and it is regarded as the root of life by the old Chitose.

I went and said directly that the thank you gift was Mao, and he took it out very reluctantly, and asked how you knew he had this treasure. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Ao Bing say this, Lu Chuan's expression moved.

In fact, he gradually noticed that this feather was a little special.

Golden and heavy.

There is a faint golden brilliance circulating on it, and the edge is compelling, like a knife made of gold, and you can feel it at your fingertips when you hold it in your hand, and there is a warm feeling from the feathers.

Lu Chuan thought about it, and tentatively injected a true power into the feather, and suddenly the feather burst into flames on the spot, and the flames were surging.

"Zheng!"

At the same time, Jin Yu shook lightly, as if a sword was chanting, and a sharp and compelling aura appeared.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan's true power was not too much, but in just a few breaths, all these movements disappeared and fell silent.

"It's not bad, it's a baby!"

Lu Chuan played with this golden feather, or rather, it was more like a knife, one side was extremely sharp, but it didn't hurt anyone.

I thought Ao Bing had been deceived, but I didn't expect to get him a good thing by mistake.

Ao Bing smiled: "Engong, do you want to guess, what is the origin of the owner of this feather?"

"Since it is a feather, then its owner should be some kind of divine bird, and its strength is very terrifying. ”

Lu Chuan stared at the feathers and muttered: "As for the divine birds with golden feathers, I remember that there are golden crows and golden-winged roc, I guess this is a golden crow bird feather." ”

The golden crow is a spirit in the fire, born with the powerful power of the sun's true fire, and the fire on the feather is just now, and it is related to the golden crow.

"Engong, amazing, this is all guessed, the old Chitose said that in ancient times, the human race Dayi shot arrows for nine days. ”

Ao Bing said: "One of the bodies of the three-legged golden crow fell into the territory of the East China Sea, but unfortunately he was missing, and he also got a feather by coincidence. ”

"Three-legged golden crow, it's no wonder. Lu Chuan muttered softly.

According to the ancient books he had read, the heavens and the earth were first opened, and all spirits were born.

An extremely powerful deity was born in the sun, and his true form was a three-legged golden crow, named Emperor Jun.

As for the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the previous novel, he did not find the classics he collected in the East China Sea, and this character should not exist in this world.

Emperor Jun came into being, and after the incarnation of all souls, the first Heavenly Court was established in ancient times, and was responsible for managing the Three Realms.

He is the emperor of heaven, and the emperor and queen are Xihe.

Xihe and Di Jun had ten sons, who were the top ten princes of the heavenly court, and their real body was also a three-legged golden crow.

In ancient times, these ten princes made chaos in the Three Realms, turned into ten days in the sky, and scorched the earth and souls.

At this time, the human race has come into being, through Fuxi, Shennong, Xuanyuan, etc., to the era of Wang Yao, multiplying on the earth.

Ten days in the sky, chaos and chaos, Wang Yao found a strong man of the human race who is good at archery, Dayi, shot down for nine days, only a three-legged golden crow was missing.

There are still some golden crows in the world, but there are two, and now it is very difficult for you to find a three-legged golden crow.

"Xiaolong, help me find a few blank scrolls, as large as possible, and pen and ink. ”

Lu Chuan said and put the golden black feather into his sleeve.

The master is dead, and the power of the golden black feather has been greatly reduced, and its role now is to be used as a knife, and it seems that it can also be thrown out as a flying knife when facing the enemy.

When Ao Bing heard this, he immediately ordered someone to find the scroll and pen and ink, and it was delivered in a short time

I have to say that the East China Sea is rich, the things used to eat are the best, the scroll is made of silk, water and fire do not invade, the pen and ink are Ao Bing's own, and the things written will not melt for ten thousand years......

Ostentatious!

Lu Chuan could only sigh.

"Okay, Xiaolong, Poor Dao has been bothering your Dragon Palace for a long time, and now it's time to leave. After Lu Chuan put the scroll and pen and ink on his back, he proposed his departure and farewell to Ao Bing.

"So urgent?" Ao Bing said: "Engong, why don't you stay for a while, and I'll take you to the Dragon Palace to walk around." ”

"Next time, let's bother, Poor Dao has been out for too long, and now it's time to go back to my master tonight. Lu Chuan said.

"Alright then, this is for Eun Gong. ”

Ao Bing took out a token, with a dragon coiled on it, and a C character in the middle: "In the future, Engong will come to the East China Sea, and my token can be unimpeded." ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

Lu Chuan hurriedly put it away, this is good.

After leaving the East China Sea, he returned to Chentang Pass, where he wrote down all the secret techniques he had written down in the East China Sea on the scroll.

After all, he now has to specialize in eight or nine Xuangong, and he can't practice these spells, although he is now familiar with the tricks, but after a long time, he will inevitably remember one or two words wrong.

But spell cultivation must not go wrong.

The meaning of the difference between one word is that there are thousands of differences, and the practice is not small, and the devil is big.

As the saying goes: a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and it is safest to write it down.

Lu Chuan spent a day writing it down silently.

However, because he was too tired after he came out, he went to sleep first as soon as possible, which caused him to forget some of the tricks of several secret techniques, and he naturally couldn't practice them.

The next day, Lu Chuan drove the fire and returned to Chaoge.