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Chapter 176 This Dream...

Chapter 176 This Dream...

In fact, Wu Ren has developed a problem now.

That is, no matter what it is, as long as it is beyond the understanding of normal people, he will first think about the fairy world, or various myths and legends.

This can't be helped either.Because Wu Ren discovered a long time ago that he seemed to have broken away from the normal way of cultivating immortals—or in other words, when he met various gods and powers, he had already unknowingly left the "realm of cultivation" and directly entered the "world of immortals". "The sphere of influence.

This fairy tale fantasy novel is completely different.It seems that I haven't seen any powerful cultivators at all, and the one I'm facing directly is a god like Qinglong Xuanwu.

Not to mention the old man Yuqing Xianzun who once joked that he lived on top of his head.

So now, seeing the small branches in front of him and the little red bird jumping around on his shoulders, he can't help thinking, what kind of bird in myths and legends likes to hold branches in its mouth? Recruit people to plant.

In fact there are.

There is such a passage in "Shan Hai Jing·Nan Shan Jing": "Zuoshui flows out of Yan, while the southeast flows into the sea, there are Feng Huang and Yu Chu." Guo Pu once commented here: "Yi Feng belongs."

It probably means that there are two kinds of birds in the South China Sea, called Phoenix and Chick.Phoenix is ​​well known as the king of all birds.As for the chick—maybe many people haven't even heard of the name of this bird.

It sounds the same as the word "Yuan Chu", and it can probably be understood that this bird called the owl is of the same type as the phoenix.

And compared to Phoenix, which is well known by everyone, it seems that not so many people know about it.After all, among the allusions that can be pulled out from various ancient books, there is only "Zhuangzi", which once recorded a bird like a bird.

There is such a passage in "Zhuangzi·Huizi Xiangliang"-Zhuangzi went to see it and said: "There is a bird in the south, its name is the chick, do you know it? The chick of the husband is born in the South China Sea and flies in the North Sea. It is not a phoenix tree. More than that, don’t eat unless you practice it, don’t drink unless it’s a sweet spring. So you get rotten rats, and the chicks pass by..."

Of course, this just means that there is such a bird.

In fact, in various fabricated myths, chicklings are birds that like to fly long distances with branches in their mouths - this is related to their habits.According to the myth, the chick was going to fly all the way from the South China Sea to the North Sea.

There is a vast ocean in the middle, how do you rest when you are tired from flying?

Naturally, it is the sycamore branch held in his mouth.Throw it into the water, and then stand on the sycamore branch, floating with the waves like duckweed in the sea. When you have recovered your spirit, you will pick up the branch and continue to fly to the North Sea.

This is probably a bird that has a special obsession with long-distance flying, just like the roc.

So probably because of patronizing Fei, he is not as famous as Phoenix?Everyone has become the king of birds, and the chicks are still unknown.

There are many sayings in the world that "Phoenix rests on Wutong". In fact, the young birds of the same genus as Phoenix are also birds that focus on Wutong, but everyone doesn't know much about it.

So after comparing the myths and legends in his impression, Wu Ren's first thought was whether this little red bird might be a chick.

Phoenix is ​​absolutely impossible.The coat color of a phoenix cannot be this red and yellow color.

The little red bird in front of me, although it is said to be mainly red, has golden feathers on its body, especially at the end of its tail. Among the three soft and fluttering long tail feathers, two are golden in color, while one is golden. It is fiery red.

This kind of bird, which looks like a rich and powerful bird, is obviously not in the same style as the phoenix, which is famous for its beauty and colorfulness.

It's also interesting to say.It seems that many people now regard the phoenix, the phoenix in western mythology, as the phoenix in our traditional mythology system.

Perhaps it was too much poisoned by the glass slag Warcraft game?When many people mention the phoenix, they will think of the phoenix, which is covered in fire and has a golden red body.However, in fact, in the traditional mythology of our country, the phoenix is ​​not such a bird.

The phoenix is ​​the king of all birds, the five-color feathers, and the high-end enhanced and expanded upgraded version of the peacock.But no matter what, in the final analysis, the phoenix is ​​just a bird in the mortal world.

As for the confused red-feathered bird in charge of flames...it should actually be Suzaku, one of the four gods, the southern god, Suzaku Lingguang Shenjun.

Besides, even Suzaku has nothing to do with burning out the flames or being reborn from Nirvana...

What kind of wonderful misunderstanding has led to the confusion of these birds from names to appearances...

All in all, after brainstorming so much information, Wu Ren just wanted to confirm whether the frisky little red bird in front of him was the legendary chick.After all, whether it's its own size or the branch it picked up, it looks...too small.

Wu Ren simply found the iron bucket thrown by the river, knocked it upside down on the ground, then put the watering can on it, and put a stone at the bottom and tail.

In this way, he no longer needs to carry the watering can to water the twig himself.

Adjusting the angle of the watering can to the small branches, Wu Ren pressed the start button.

Then he simply lay down on the spot and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Anyway, the codeword task this afternoon has basically been completed - although I can't add more manuscripts, at least the basic amount of three chapters per day has been written.

Since the last time the editor-in-charge, Brother Jian, called to urge manuscripts in person, he has been extremely diligent, directly uploaded all the saved manuscripts to the background, and set up automatic publishing.

So let alone sleeping in the afternoon, even if he took another seven-day long vacation for himself, there would be no more problems with interruptions.

So it's okay to wave now.

The little red bird was not too afraid of him.Seeing Wu Ren lying down, it flapped its wings and flew to Wu Ren's chest, chirping.The voice is quite melodious.

Wu Ren just squinted his eyes and listened, and fell asleep without knowing it.

But this sleep is not as simple as imagined.

He had a long dream.

There seemed to be no sound in the dream, but he saw a whole poignant love story...

An old man with a sense of demeanor, wandering around the world after he had just completed his magical skills, met a bird with golden plumes and red beaks on the way.And this bird has a peculiar personality. It is not a branch of the century-old phoenix tree, and it will definitely not stop to perch.

The bird traveled thousands of miles with the old man, and forged a deep friendship.

And later, the old man met a woman who loved him deeply...

However, women are just mortals of the first generation, and they are not allowed to cultivate the truth, and their lives are getting old.In the end, full of infatuation, he watched the old man leave with tears in his eyes.

The old man was quite concerned, so he prayed to the bird beside him, asking if it could have a way to keep the woman.The bird hovered over the woman's body and sang for three days.

In the end, the woman woke up—but her body gradually turned into a sycamore tree.

This is the way the bird begged for the help of the Lord of all birds, the gods among the birds, in exchange for it: to save her life, but she could only turn into a plane tree.Only when the old man completes his cultivation and ascends to immortality in the future can he think of a way to restore the woman to her original appearance.

And the old man, with tears in his eyes, wrote a marriage letter in front of the plane tree, and the woman's name was "Xiaotong".

Ouch, Shet.

It turned out to be Wang Situ!

 Thanks to the stars on the other side and Mr. Dumpling for your rewards!Thank you Suiyue Chenfu for the 2000 rewards!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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