If there is any material in the world that can interpret the gloomy black into a sense of sacredness, then even the haters of the Xuanyao have to admit that only their feathers can achieve a perfect balance between evil and sacredness.

Dark color can always bring people a sense of gloom and gloom, if a large area of dark color begins to grow, the creatures who seek good fortune and avoid evil will definitely avoid that place for reasons such as "ominous".

Although wearing a dark dress can look calm and reliable, it can never get rid of the gloomy stereotype. Of course, colors have no real meaning, and it is the living beings who give them meaning.

The "yin" represented by black was originally just a neutral word that has no good or bad, but due to the gradual improvement of the Dao method, many cultivation methods born from "yin" have become the representatives of "evil".

For example, evil cultivation and demon cultivation, or the way of replenishment to absorb yin qi to advance. Over time, black and evil have become so connected that people instinctively want to stay away, and in any case they have nothing to do with holiness.

The black and blue feathers of the Xuanniao make people feel gloomy and gloomy at the same time, but also make people feel its solemnity and sacrosanctity. The projections left by this clan in the jade slips can make a monk with a weak mind feel convinced.

When he saw the full picture of the feathers coming out of the cracks, he didn't feel that the force just now was incomprehensible.

This is an intact wing feather of a black bird. The power contained in it is very restrained, and there is no sharp edge on the surface, but Fu Yi has no doubt that once this power explodes, it can compete with the natural power of heaven and earth.

Majestic and vast, it is intimidating to see.

"This is not the feathers of the Yuan Infant Stage," Fu Yi whispered, "It is not the Transformation Period." She couldn't tell from the power she felt what kind of realm this feather belonged to, just like a person standing on the seashore couldn't tell how deep the sea was, because it was too small to measure the ocean.

She only knew that this power was far stronger than the peak of the lower domain, and it was also stronger than the early stage of the god transformation that she had reached, and she faintly felt that this power belonged to a higher realm than the peak of the upper domain, but this guess made her even more confused.

If the original owner of this feather was so powerful, what would be the realm of the person or demon beast who plucked out the feather? Could it really be omnipotent, which is why the ancient creatures were superstitious and worshipped? Is there really such an existence in the world? Isn't this the "god" that those mundane realms in the outer lands say?

But how can there be any gods in this world? At least there is no such thing in the history recorded in the jade slips. Fu Yi quietly looked at the almost perfect wing feather, and suddenly thought of the scene where the hexagonal fragment had just cracked, causing the cyan aura in the hall to shatter.

The Xuanniao is the demon ancestor who created space, and if it fails to control its power when it appears, it may distort and deform the space, causing all the light that cannot be changed by ordinary power to shatter.

As for the hexagonal fragment, Fu Yi thought it was most likely a fragment of the original body of the machine spirit. From the very beginning, the machine spirit showed that it was determined about this chance, obviously knowing what kind of treasure was buried here, and if it was its original body, then it would naturally be very easy to sense.

The original body of the machine spirit already has spatial attributes, and it is not impossible to be able to accommodate the Xuanniao wing feather during the strong period, but now it has become a fragment, and because it has just been stimulated by the four of them for a while, it is naturally impossible to install this wing feather.

Fu Yi let out a long sigh of relief, if it was as she guessed, then it meant that she was not unlucky enough to disappear at the slightest touch of the treasure.

"It turned out to be a black bird wing feather. When he was distracted, Changli sighed a little lost. He originally thought that it would be some kind of treasure that would be helpful to demon cultivation, but when his emotions were aroused, he only saw this.

"Feathers are really nothing rare, I have my own, cough, although I don't have it yet, but I'll try to grow it. ”

Changli was not interested in this feather at all, and there was still a bit of obvious disgust in his eyes, and he said to Fu Yi and Zhong Yun in a blink of an eye: "You two grab it, I'll be a referee, whoever wins will put it away, don't cheat." ”

Zhong Yun was full of black lines, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I don't want to fight with Fu Yi, she will beat me to death!"

Fuyi: "......" said that she seemed to be out of proportion, friend, at most she would stop when her nose was blue and her face was swollen, how could she be killed? But it seems unreasonable to fight for Xuanniao Yiyu here, not to mention that she was not willing to fight Zhong Yun in the first place.

"Then I'll put the wings away first, and the two of you will decide who you want me to give it to. Chang Li saw that the black feather had gradually calmed down, and no longer emitted that terrifying power, so he took the array and sacrificed the defensive shield and slowly approached forward.

Without the isolation of the formation, the clothes can clearly sense the breath of the wing feathers, I don't know if it has been refined in some way, and the spiritual breath belonging to the Xuanniao in it has faded a lot.

All living beings in the world have their own special spiritual breath, and the demon beast breath of the same race is similar, but it cannot be exactly the same, and the special spiritual breath in this wing feather has all been refined, as if the identity was deliberately erased, so that the wing feather does not have any connection with the original owner.

Fu Yi thought of the wing feathers in her storage bag, she didn't dare to use it to refine the natal sword precisely because it contained the breath of Xiaoxiao, if it was condensed into the sword, it was easy to be affected by Xiaoxiao, and there was no such problem at all in front of her.

"Fuyi, do you want it? If you want it, just say it, look at the feathers like this, will the feathers fly into your storage bag?" Zhong Yun smiled teasingly, and deliberately made a sad look and said, "Alas, whoever asked you to save me repeatedly, this hair will be given to you." ”

"Ah, you gave up too quickly, didn't you!" Fu Yi looked at her in surprise, saying that it was impossible not to be shocked, if it was an ordinary treasure, this was a superb treasure that could not be found in the Three Thousand Domains or even the Upper Domain, Zhong Yun didn't even have the intention of fighting for it.

Fu Yi really thought about it, if Zhong Yun proposed to want this wing feather, she would not hesitate to give it up, after all, she still has one, even if she doesn't need it, she can exchange it for a spirit stone. "Aren't you going to refine the natal knife? Wing Feather will have a spatial attribute when it is fused in, and after advancing, it is simply a god blocking and killing the god and the Buddha!"

Zhong Yun said with a smile: "I knew you were going to say this, in fact, my natal knife materials have been prepared a long time ago, they are all thunder attributes, my father and mother have found many places to get together a material that is most suitable for me, there are pros and cons to forcibly adding this wing feather, if you don't add it, it will be all good." ”

Fu Yi thought about it, quietly approached Zhong Yun's side, and took out the box in the storage bag where Xiao Xiaoyi feathers were placed and stuffed it into her hand. "You take this, I'll take the one outside. ”

Zhong Yun curiously leaned into his divine sense to take a look, and after seeing it clearly, his eyes widened and he didn't say anything for a long time.

At this time, Changli had already reached out and touched the Xuanniao wing feathers, and the feathers glowing with blue light floated on the palm of his hand, as docile as a tamed beast.

"You ...... discussed" Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly emerged from the crack in the spiritual light beside him, like a gust of wind, trying to sweep away the wing feathers in his palm.