45 The pheasant is on his way

"What are you doing stupidly, hurry up!" Xing Hua stepped out of the room, and when he saw that Qin Chuan was still asking about the candle, he couldn't help but be anxious.

Qin Chuan wanted to ask about Zhang Huai's whereabouts, but who knows, he only inquired about a general range. Seeing that the time was pressing, he hurriedly patted the storage bag, held the things in the palm of his hand, and handed them to the candle. With a slight admonition, he hurriedly took a few steps and followed Xing Hua.

I was a little curious in my heart, how Xing Hua was going to give him a ride.

The method of flying the imperial object can only be practiced until at least the acquired realm, otherwise it is useless, Qin Chuan has not been short when he has stepped into the immortal road, so he naturally knows it.

The two looked for an open space, only to see Xing Hua find a feather from his arms.

The feather seemed to have been plucked from a bird. About two or three inches, strangely enough, the feathers were covered with a layer of gray, as if they had not been used for a long time.

There were only a few white feathers left on the feathers, and Xing Hua felt a pain in his flesh. However, as soon as he shook Qin Chuan beside him, he was ruthless and made up his mind.

However, in order not to lose his demeanor, he still pretended to be indifferent. "Do you know that there is a sacred bird between heaven and earth, called the phoenix. ”

"It is rumored that the phoenix is a descendant of Ying Long, and was born with the ability to fly with winged winds. In terms of the ability to fly, I don't know how much stronger it is than those elders in the Upper Cultivation Realm. ”

"And this feather in my hand is the feather of the ancestor of the phoenix, with the power of penetrating the heavens and the earth! You take two steps back, and be careful that when I cast the spell, one of them will hurt you carelessly. ”

After finishing speaking, he gently twisted a white feather between his fingers and drew a symbol in the void in front of him. Gradually, a hazy cloud condensed around Bai Ling, as if there was really a weather of a bird swimming for nine days.

The crowd on Qingyang Mountain couldn't help but be a little curious when they saw Xing Hua casting a spell, and they looked up.

Xing Hua had words in his mouth, and finally snorted softly. It's not that it's as urgent as the law, but "the phoenix returns first!"

As the last word landed, the white feather seemed to really turn into infinite mysteries, and between the haze, there were red, yellow, cyan, purple, and white intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a colorful bird egg and lay on the ground safely.

After a while, the egg made a strange sound, and there seemed to be a strange movement in it that wanted to break out of the shell.

Just when Qin Chuan thought he was going to see the phoenix that he often longed to meet when he was a child, the bird's egg suddenly cracked a crack. A wisp of different color was revealed along the gap and fell in front of everyone's eyes.

Behind him, everyone in Qingyang was surprised, Qin Chuan was also surprised, and even Xing Hua was a little embarrassed between his eyebrows, this divine bird that everyone was thinking about was just a pheasant!

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's face was a little strange. The people behind him were also in little interest, and after a soft sigh, they dispersed again and went to work on their own.

Xing Hua coughed dryly twice, his face a little dissatisfied. The magic weapon he obtained when he was young, the feathers were plucked once and less once. Estimate it yourself, use it twice, and this magic weapon will really be exhausted.

Although the leg strength of this pheasant is no longer as fast as its own, it must be much faster than that of Qin Chuan.

At this time, he didn't care about the pain and embarrassment, exerted force on his feet, and turned over on the back of the pheasant. I don't know how much bigger this pheasant is than usual, enough to accommodate two or three people to stand still.

"Come up quickly, otherwise after an hour, you won't be able to enter the Wind Domain!"

When Qin Chuan heard this, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he jumped up, turned over and stood still, and sat cross-legged.

Xing Hua saw Qin Chuan cross-legged and immediately settled down, knowing that he was recuperating his energy, he didn't say more, raised his right hand and waved, and suddenly the pheasant shook its five-colored tail feathers, looked up to the sky and cried softly, and its two short wings fluttered twice, running towards the bottom of the mountain.

This Wind Domain Realm is located in the outermost part of the extreme north of the Qingshan Sect, and even so, it is extremely secretive.

Because this place has already touched the outer side of a Heaven and Earth Secret Realm, and even, the entire Qingshan Realm is just the periphery of this Heaven and Earth Secret Realm.

Among them, the danger is difficult to explain, and I don't know what arrangements the sect has for opening this realm this time.

Qin Chuan was already settled at this time, and his mind was immersed in the spiritual platform, which did not hinder the perception of his surroundings. Under the command of Xing Hua, the pheasant suddenly turned a corner and bypassed Jiawen Mountain, which was almost a necessary road.

The steward of Jiawen Mountain is Wenyuan, and the two have known each other for a long time. Come and go, you should go through, but the strange thing is that Xing Hua would rather go around in a big circle than consider the best choice.

Thinking about it carefully, Qin Chuan suddenly found some clues. He returned to Qingyang twice, but he had never seen Wen Yuan, so he didn't pay attention to it anymore, he only had half a day to recuperate his somewhat damaged soul, and time was pressing.

Time passed quickly, from Qingyang to the Wind Domain Realm, if it was according to the speed of Qin Chuan's travel, if he did not spare the spirit stone pill, he would also be able to arrive within half a day, but after arriving, he would definitely be exhausted.

But halfway through the pheasant, I saw Xing Hua replenishing a spiritual energy for him, and there were no superfluous movements, and his speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

Even, when the two of them arrived near the domain boundary, there was still plenty of time.

Qin Chuan warmed his soul cross-legged, with the secret of Xuan Xi Chen, the spirit and spirit fed each other, and the result was twice the result with half the effort, but when the soul was repaired nearly ninety percent, he could no longer repair the last trace of it.

I had a hunch in my heart that this damage seemed to only be repaired naturally by time, or other pill circumstances. Although there are some regrets, after all, I did my best and no longer struggled.

Getting up and looking ahead, the two of them were on a mountainside and rushed down the mountain, but they saw an extremely majestic city on the earth!

This city wall is not like an ordinary city wall, it is not square or round, but a regular octagon, like a gossip connecting heaven and earth.

A large area in the middle of the city is densely packed with pedestrians and rows of houses. And the rest of the part seems to have a special formation shrouded in fog, and it is not really visible.

Qin Chuan's face was a little strange all of a sudden. This city wall is unusually thick and tall, like a stronghold for the town guard, but to the north of this place is an extremely dangerous place, and further south, is the sect, why do you need to guard it?

If this is a place of armament, why gather a large number of mortals? Yes, the pedestrians in this city, as long as they can be seen, are all mortals.

Xing Hua seemed to know something about this place, and when he saw the scene in this city, he suddenly sighed. "Poor man..."

"The destination of our trip is behind this Mirage City, remember, if there is nothing important here, you should not approach it easily, so as not to encounter the disaster of death!"

Seeing his solemn face, he naturally kept it in his heart and extinguished the idea of finding out.

Xing Hua's palms came together, and a ripple of aura was formed, and Qin Chuan knew that this was to replenish the aura of the pheasant. The pheasant under him flapped its wings and cried sharply, and its speed soared, and with the sound of the wind, it ran forward, far away from this mirage city.

At the entrance of the border, there were already many people, scattered around the clearing, and in the middle of it was a three-legged round body suspended in mid-air, three feet above the ground.

Some gray air currents at the mouth of the dings slowly condensed, and they were collected in the ding, filled with a rich aura.

Most of the people around the clearing were disciples of Qin Chuan's age, and there were also some middle-aged Taoists. These people looked at the two of them and the pheasant under them, their faces seemed normal, but their eyes were wandering but there was a faint disdain.

These people are all inner disciples, which master is not above the foundation building, and where is Xing Hua can compare.

"I remember that more than ten years ago, there was indeed a wind listening order that was won by a lucky boy from the outer door, presumably that person. ”

"It should be, there should be only this one case in a thousand years for such an important thing as the Wind Order..."

The two of them ignored the gossip and bowed down to the person who was in charge of the place.

"Disciple Qin Chuan, I don't know the rules, I almost made a mistake, and I delayed the time of my seniors and brothers, please punish him. ”

The person in charge was wearing a gray robe unique to an elder, and his cultivation was unfathomable, even Qin Chuan could easily detect it.

As soon as the words landed, the old man opened his eyes in an instant, looking extremely vicissitudes. Qin Chuan looked at it, and the desolate scene of the stone tablet being an independent wilderness for ten thousand years suddenly appeared in his mind.

This elder's profound cultivation is by no means comparable to those deacons! If he has murderous intent, he will definitely not live in the blink of an eye.

His expression was solemn again, and he bowed down and bowed to the end.

The old man's gaze swept back and forth over the two of them, and his cloudy gaze seemed to see through their whole bodies. "It's all right, get up. Only then did he slowly withdraw his gaze.

"The allotted time is still half an hour later, and there is absolutely no possibility for us to wait by yourself. ”

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the old man in front of him didn't see it, the rumored senior of those masters with strange temperaments.

Since he didn't miss the time, Xing Hua asked a few words in Qin Chuan's ear, all of which were useless words, bowed down and bowed to the old man again, turned around and left.

Half an hour's time came quickly, Qin Chuan only came to recall the information he had once, breathed a little, and silently observed the group of people in the field.

At the end, from the team, a girl with a somewhat timid expression suddenly walked out, dragging the corner of her clothes, and walked in the direction of Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was a little puzzled, why was he about to open the boundary gate, but he was being targeted. Just as the girl walked towards her, her eyes flickered, and she suddenly noticed that the other people frowned.

With the bottom in mind, the disciples in this place seem to be divided into three parties. There are three people on the left side of the gate, four people on the side closest to the gate, and two people on the right side of the gate.

The three people on the left are all short in stature, and the leader is even more so, even reaching his chest, with ordinary faces. He was not wearing a robe or an inner door uniform, but a black robe with a paper fan in his hand.

Not like a monk, but a rich boy.

The two people on the right have an ordinary figure, but their faces are a little weird, one has a delicate face, a childish face, like a seven or eight-year-old child, with a height of about twenty years old, which is staggering.