Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Perhaps it is because of the phoenix's majestic, male, rich, poisonous, and oppressive, the deep mountain is silent, not even the song of insects and birds.

Fu Yuqiu tried to control the Neifu elixir while walking, so as not to wait for someone to catch up and let him be helpless like before.

Youcao's spiritual power has always been to save people, Fu Yuqiu tried to turn the water spiritual power of his fingertips into sharp blades, but he still had no attack power after working hard for a long time.

"For nothing!"

Fu Yuqiu flicked his spiritual power at will, feeling that he was just a little waste, useless.

The water fell to the ground, splashed and hit Fu Yuqiu's calf.

Only a few drops of water touched it, but Fu Yuqiu trembled in reaction, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

There is a slightly steep slope in front of it. Perhaps there is a spring overflowing from above, and a thin layer of water flows along the slope, washing the stones on the road smooth.

Fu Yuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped up the water.

The steep slope was extremely long, Fu Yuqiu probably walked for half an hour before finally climbing up.

The source of the water flow is a huge pool, and there is a spring in the center that is gushing out a steady stream of water.

Fu Yuqiu glanced at it, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes fell on the spring.

Water flow.

Cangluan is good at water...

The Phoenix in his arms had fallen asleep, and his body was getting hotter and hotter. Fu Yuqiu's arms were slightly red from the heat.

Fu Yuqiu took a deep breath, walked through the deep pool, and gently placed Phoenix behind a boulder.

The phoenix's wings moved lightly, as if it wanted to grab something, and its inner breath gradually became disordered.

"It's all right." Fu Yuqiu knelt down, like the original white sparrow, rubbed his forehead lightly between Phoenix's brows, and comforted him, "I'll be right back and take you away."

Fenghuang struggled a few more times before calming down docilely.

Fu Yuqiu exhaled lightly, casually gathered the scattered snow into a bunch, and tied a section of vine hastily.

He walked to the side of the secluded pool, looking down at the road stretching out to the dense forest, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness.

Soon, two figures appeared vaguely on the way from Fu Yuqiu.

It was Jianxiu and the evil dragon.

Fu Yuqiu's long hair hung down at her feet, soaked in water and shining white.

The dragon's tail was still aching from being burned, but when he saw it, his eyes lit up uncontrollably, and he reverted to his old ways: "Zhen, Zhenbao, the treasure of Sajia."

Jianxiu's eyes swept randomly, but he didn't see Phoenix.

"It's useless for you to hide him." Jianxiu said coldly, "As long as there are spirit patterns, unless he escapes to the Nine Heavens, there is no way out."

"Life?" Fu Yuqiu gently raised his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sarcasm, "Killing you, won't there be a way of life?"

Jianxiu sneered, laughing at his whimsy.

The unpromising evil dragon stared straight at his eyes, and he was dumbfounded and said: "Okay, so arrogant, I love it so much!"

Sword repair: "..."

Sooner or later, the dragon died because of his eyesight.

The corner of Jianxiu's lips twitched, and finally couldn't bear him, and stepped forward with his sword.

The black hair was slightly brushed, revealing a few strands of snowy hair.

Sword cultivator is a casual cultivator and has no sect. Since the fire rain caused the spiritual veins of the three realms to dry up, his body has shown five signs of decline due to lack of spiritual power.

Only by killing the Phoenix and obtaining the spiritual veins can he continue to practice and ascend the Dao.

This trip, he is bound to win.

Fu Yuqiu's face was like sinking water, she looked extremely bluffing, but her heart was beating wildly.

The spiritual power in Cangluan's blood pulled the strange panacea in the inner mansion, releasing spiritual power as majestic as the vast sea.

It's just that this time the spiritual power wasn't aimed at Jianxiu.

Fu Yuqiu lowered his hand, and spiritual power suddenly poured into the water on the ground.

In the next moment, countless spiritual powers emitted a faint blue light like a spider web, densely spreading to the water on the ground.

"boom--"

The water overflowing from the pool spread across the entire road like countless roots. At this time, Fu Yuqiu's spiritual power spread all over it, and it was used by him in an instant.

The evil dragon was still coveting the beauty of the treasure, and at first he felt the spiritual power coming from the water under his feet that made him tremble, and he was so frightened that he jumped up.

"Water! Ahhh, that water again!!"

Jianxiu didn't think the water was terrible, and was about to make a move, but the water on the ground was like roots, entangled his feet and pulled him tightly.

He made a decisive decision and swung his sword to cut off the water on his feet!

But at this time, Fu Yuqiu could control countless spiritual powers by using the water in the secluded pool. After one was cut off, countless roots were closely entangled.

There's no way to resist.

Jianxiu never thought that a young man who seemed to have no spiritual power could force him like this.

Seeing the evil dragon still watching with his hands on the branches, Jianxiu, who was trapped by the annoying water flow and couldn't move, said angrily: "Behind the Youtan is the Gongshang Gorge, do you want to watch him enter the gorge?!"

The evil dragon hesitated for a long time, trying to land.

As soon as he moved, Fu Yuqiu slammed a wave of spiritual power at the dragon.

"Go away—"

The evil dragon whimpered and wept: "He scolded me, he will die without regret!"

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Sword repair: "..."

After all, Fu Yuqiu suffered from the disadvantage of not being able to fight, and his spiritual power was accurate, but the evil dragon had a sharp figure, and he dodged the life-threatening spiritual power in a flash.

The sword cultivator was still entangled by the "roots" woven by the water flow, and the evil dragon directly transformed into its original form, flying towards the sky with its teeth and claws.

He looked gentle in his movements, but the original shape was too big. Fu Yuqiu's pupils shrank from the huge pressure brought by the head attack, and he only had time to sway a wave of overwhelming spiritual power, and his body was rushed back. look up.

With a "plop", Fu Yuqiu fell directly into the secluded pool.

The evil dragon propped up the body protection restraint, and took a blow from Fu Yuqiu abruptly.

Seeing Fu Yuqiu falling into the water, he grinned and rushed over, timidly poking his paws into the secluded pool.

Because Fu Yuqiu fell into the water, the water that had finally condensed suddenly dissipated, and Jianxiu waved his sword and walked forward coldly.

"Stop fishing, it's important to find Phoenix."

The evil dragon's mind was full of treasures, and he said angrily: "It's your fault that you sword cultivators don't have any Taoist companions, so you made it yourself."

Sword repair: "..."

The evil dragon stirred up the pool until it became turbid. Before fishing for a while, he saw Fu Yuqiu struggling to climb ashore on the opposite bank, coughing violently and spitting out a few mouthfuls of water.

The corners of his eyes were red from choking, and he turned his head slightly, his brows were full of disgust and hatred that could not be concealed.

The evil dragon's eyes lit up, and he charged in the air, holding the treasure on his chest with one paw.

Fu Yuqiu was drenched all over, and half of his body was still in the water. He was almost out of breath after being pressed down, and kicked the water twice unconsciously with his calf, and then sank down weakly.

The dragon clan has always been strong, even if Fu Yuqiu practiced for hundreds of years, he would not be an opponent, let alone a swordsman who had reached the peak of cultivation.

Sword repair...

Fu Yuqiu came to his senses suddenly, and looked back while holding onto the dragon's claw with difficulty.

The sword cultivator had already found where the Phoenix was, and he was looking down at the Phoenix while holding the sword.

Fu Yuqiu's pupils shrank, trembling with shock, struggling to break free from the dragon's claws.

"Phoenix—!"

The evil dragon was afraid of crushing him, and hurriedly said: "Don't move around, do you want to die?"

Fu Yuqiu saw that Jianxiu had raised his sword towards Fenghuang, and almost stopped breathing.

Phoenix will die!

No, Phoenix will Nirvana, he will not die.

but……

Fu Yuqiu thought in a daze, "If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have come to the lower realm, and he wouldn't have been coveted and hunted down."

Fu Yuqiu has saved countless people, but only others owe him.

This is the first time he has owed others.

The evil dragon was still trying to grasp the strength of the treasure, and suddenly felt that the person under his palm seemed to no longer struggle. Quietly tilted his head, and his long wet hair stuck to his pale cheeks, making him look more vulnerable. broken.

The dragon stopped breathing.

He had never seen such a beautiful, delicate and fragile treasure, as if his breath could blow him apart.

It's just like……

20 years of snow has disappeared in the Nether.

At this moment, the evil dragon suddenly felt something was wrong.

The young man under his palm is quiet and docile, but the spirit pill in his body is like a raging storm, with violent spiritual power gushing out continuously.

This is not water spirit power, but rather like...

The evil dragon was startled: "He's going to explode himself?!"

Jianxiu suddenly turned around: "What?"

The evil dragon has already moved its claws away, and the aura before the elixir exploded became stronger and stronger, and its aura became more and more ominous.

Jianxiu didn't have time to think about it, he took the Phoenix and quickly pulled away.

"Don't go near him!"

The momentum of the self-explosion of the panacea is very wrong, it is different from the panacea of ​​ordinary monks, if it explodes immediately, it may be razed to the ground for dozens of miles around.

Jianxiu made a decisive decision: "Let's go!"

The evil dragon didn't want to give up the treasure, but he didn't want to lose his life here, he gritted his teeth slightly, and pretended to leave.

Fu Yuqiu was lying on the ground, her fingers stuck in the wet soil.

The spiritual power swept away again, violently turning all the surrounding water into a huge water cage, trapping the two of them in it.

The sword cultivator slammed the sword across the sky.

But the water cage is still the same as before, the water spirit power is so weird that it can't escape.

The evil dragon was about to scream: "Woooooooo femme fatale! I must let him be my Taoist companion!"

Fu Yuqiu was spoiled by others, she never knew that she could be so ruthless.

He forcibly used all the remaining spiritual power to form a body protection restraint, and hit Fenghuang quickly, forming a layer of water film to protect him tightly.

Knowing vaguely that the two of them would not be able to escape the water cage, he finally closed his eyes tiredly and let the spirit pills from the inner palace run around.

...is about to explode.

Suddenly, there was a "Zheng".

A zither sound suddenly came from the depths of the mountain forest.

The sound of the piano, which was obviously extremely impatient and irritable, swept across Fu Yuqiu's body, but it was like a big soft hand, forcibly smoothing the spiritual power that was about to explode.

Another burst of melodious piano sound came.

The sound of the piano is like a panacea to soothe people's hearts, just a few sounds can regulate the disordered spiritual power of Fu Yuqiu's inner mansion.

It was back to normal in an instant.

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

Jianxiu and the evil dragon were also greatly relieved - one was to save their lives, and the other was to keep the treasure unbroken.

It's just that the two of them hadn't let up, and they encountered another problem.

That piano sound...

Jianxiu seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

It was exactly as he expected.

Soon, the sound of the body brushing against the leaves could be heard faintly from the narrow path stretching out from the secluded pool.

The white-clothed Le Sheng came with the piano in his arms, and the seemingly invisible coercion on his body made even the sword cultivator feel suffocated.

Clearly, the clothes are ethereal like a fairy, but wearing them on him brings a chilly feeling of "I'll take your dog's life at midnight tonight".

"One by one." Le Sheng said blankly, "Who will come first?"

Sword cultivator and evil dragon: "..."

Fu Yuqiu looked up in a daze, his eyes fell on Le Sheng's wooden right hand hanging by his side, and he suddenly froze.

Jianxiu nodded slightly when he landed, and said calmly: "It's really my fault to bother Le Sheng today, but we are only fighting outside the gorge, and have not crossed the border."

Youtan is the boundary of Gongshang Gorge.

Even if the sword cultivator crossed the deep lake to catch the phoenix just now, as long as he categorically denies it, Le Sheng should have no reason to get angry.

Hearing this sentence, the evil dragon instinctively panicked.

Doesn't he mean to say that the treasure has passed the limit?

As for Le Sheng's dog-tempered disapproval, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, he would disdain and ignore her.

The evil dragon was about to defend Fu Yuqiu, Jianxiu kicked him hard on the knee, and said via voice transmission: "Shut up! He's dead, we just happened to take Phoenix away."

The dragon frowned.

But he doesn't want Phoenix, it's not ugly, it's still beautiful.

In just one sentence, the dog-tempered Le Sheng has already looked expressionlessly at the "boundary passer" by the pool.

Jianxiu looked away, showing a sneer indistinctly.

If you want to blame, you can blame him for not wanting to die and insisting on running to Gongshang Gorge.

It's bad luck to die.

It's just that Le Sheng's magic voice that can destroy people's minds didn't appear, and the terrifying white-clothed man looked up and down Fu Yuqiu with a strange expression instead.

Except for the snowy hair, Fu Yuqiu's human form is almost the same as You Caoshi's.

Half of his body was submerged in the water and he couldn't get up. Trembling, fear, and countless desperate emotions all turned into monstrous grievances the moment he saw the "musician".

Fu Yuqiu endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, tears streaming down his face in an instant.

Le Sheng stared at that face for a long time, then spoke in disbelief.

"... Yuqiu?"