Tu Xiaodao and Yelu Chuyang observed the Thousand Feather Pattern in the Thousand Feather Building, but no one cared about them, because for thousands of years, there were as many so-called geniuses in the Thousand Feather Building as there were carp crossing the river, but in the end, they were all looking forward to the Thousand Feather Pattern and had nothing to gain.

Today, these two are just like those people in the past, who came in a hurry and returned in defeat!

Therefore, they can be regarded as jokes, but this "cyclamen" is skillfully cooked by the seven-grade alchemist from Baicaotang, although the river carp is a mortal product, but there are a lot of spiritual materials from Baicaotang, yes, a plate of "cyclamen" is equivalent to a seven-grade elixir, which is of great help to monks below the distraction realm.

This is the reason why those monks, especially those below the distraction realm, are eager to flock to Qianyu Tower, and as for the Thousand Feather Pattern that makes Qianyu Tower famous all over the world, not many people care.

Tu Xiaodao and Yelu Chuyang surrounded the Thousand Feather Tower, contemplating for a long time, it can be said that they have exhausted their efforts, but there is still no progress, although they are only a fraction of a millimeter away from the hidden subtlety in the Thousand Feather Pattern, but it is as difficult to reach as if they are separated by a moat.

Tu Xiaodao shook his head and looked at Yelu Chuyang: "Brother Yelu, how is your progress?"

Yelu Chuyang sighed: "The mystery in the thousand feather patterns is like the mirror flowers and moons, which are unattainable. ”

Tu Xiaodao smiled bitterly: "If we just look at the ocean and sigh, then what's the point of this competition?"

"So, since we are not sure about fighting each other, why don't we cooperate?"

"Well," butcher knife nodded, "that's a good idea!"

"Brother Tu, please first. ”

"Okay!" said Tu Xiaodao, his fingertips accumulating a trace of creative power, and then with a flick of his fingers, that creative power merged into the broken thousand feathers on the wall, and then, among the billions of runes, one of the runes slowly lit up.

"Eh, that's interesting!" The diners in the building all stopped their chopsticks and turned their heads to look at the two of them.

"Yes!" Yelu Chuyang's eyes lit up, and he snorted softly, "Peel off the cocoon!"

Subsequently, the rune that had been lit by the butcher's knife with the art of creation was pulled out by Yelu Chuyang.

"The cave is faint!" "Distinct"

Yelu Chuyang silently used the magic trick, and even cast a wonderful hand, only to see that the long rune line was constantly changing, suddenly gathering into a clump, and suddenly turning into smoke......

In Yelu Chuyang's hands, the rune was transformed into a thousand shapes, infinitely mysterious, dazzling the onlookers around him!

"Okay!" In the Thousand Feather Building, I don't know who cheered.

In the process of continuous transformation of the runes, its image is becoming more and more solid, more and more clear, and gradually becomes the shape of a crane, but unfortunately although there is the outline of a crane, there is no bone and flesh, although there is a shape, but there is no god. At this time, the vitality in Yelu Chuyang's body had almost been exhausted, and it was difficult to continue.

"I'm coming!" Tu Xiaodao snorted lightly, his ten fingertips gathered the power of creation, and then bent his fingers and flicked it, and the power of creation was injected into the body of the crane, and the runes that formed the shape of the crane gradually turned into the crane's flesh and blood, long beak, and black and white feathers......

The crane's body became more and more real, and the vitality in its body became more and more intense, and finally, the crane raised its neck and cried softly, and then flapped its wings away.

"Good, good! It's terrifying!"

Tu Xiaodao and Yelu Chuyang turned their heads to see that the diners in the building had long since disappeared, leaving only an old man in yellow with a white beard sitting in the hall.

In front of the old man, there is a wooden case, tea is boiled in the copper tripod on the wooden table, and the tea fragrance in the copper tripod is overflowing, filling the entire hall. Unknowingly, the two of them were actually moved into another space.

"Two little friends, let the poor Dao wait for a long time," the old man in yellow beckoned, "Come and drink a few cups of old and decrepit tea." ”

"This ......" The two looked at each other, then went to the wooden desk and sat down.

"May I ask what the seniors are called?" Tu Xiaodao asked with a fist in his fist.

"Poor Yellow Crane is a real person. When the old man said this, there was a sudden crane cry outside the building, and he saw a crane flying into the Thousand Feathers Tower, and stopped beside the old man with its wings.

"Senior, I don't know where this is?" asked Yelu Chuyang.

"We are still in the Thousand Feather Tower in Xuzhou City," Huang He Zhenren said, "There are many spaces in the Thousand Feather Tower, and this is one of the many spaces. ”

"The Thousand Feather Runes in the Thousand Feather Tower are left by the seniors?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"That's right, that Thousand Feather Rune was left by the Poor Dao, just to wait for the arrival of the destined person," Huang He Zhenren said, "It's a pity that the Poor Dao has been waiting for more than 6,000 years, and only today can anyone get a glimpse of the mystery." ”

"Seniors should have moved us here, right?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"Well, that's good," Huang He nodded, "there's an extremely important matter. ”

"The younger generation listened. ”

"On the bank of the Thousand Feather Tower, in the middle of the water, there is an ancient demon sealed by the poor road," Huang He Zhenren said.

"Does this have anything to do with the ancient demon?" asked Yelu Chuyang.

"That's right," Huang He Zhenren nodded, "The demon in the water, named Hebo, is the river god of the ancient god era, after escaping the starfall catastrophe, he woke up more than 6,000 years ago, he is tyrannical and abnormal, ferocious, every year Xuzhou City to worship people and animals for him to enjoy, a little unsatisfactory, he will cast a spell to plague the people in the city, and the people of Xuzhou have suffered for a long time. ”

"Therefore, the predecessors left a thousand feathers here, so difficult that it was to suppress that Hebo?"

"That's right," Huang He nodded his head.

"It is rumored that the predecessors came to Qianyulou to taste the delicious taste of 'braised river carp', but in fact, the predecessors came to suppress Hebo. Yelu Chuyang said.

"Hehe," Huang He Zhenren smiled, "Don't hide it from the two little friends, that 'braised river carp' is indeed the favorite of the poor road." ”

"Since Hebo has been banned by his predecessors, why did his predecessors stay here for more than 6,000 years?" Tu Xiaodao asked.

"That Hebo is a vein of the ancient gods of the water tribe, although the ancient gods have been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, but their strength is still not to be underestimated, when the poor Dao came to Bashui to fight with it, when fighting with it, accidentally lost a spiritual treasure in Bashui. ”

"Do you want to recover the spiritual treasure?" asked Yelu Chuyang.

"Yes. Huang He nodded in real person

"Then why don't you go by yourself?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"Poor Dao made a netherworld covenant with Na Hebo, and he will not be allowed to set foot in Bashui for the rest of his life, so he wants to ask you for help. ”

"We cultivate lowly, I'm afraid we will disappoint our predecessors. ”

"This has little to do with cultivation, the key is to have an excellent understanding of the runes, according to the poor Dao, you are the best candidate, if the two little friends can help the poor Dao find the spiritual treasure, the poor Dao will be grateful!"