Among the Phoenix Clan, they are resplendent and noble.
At this time, in a hut on the edge of the Feng Clan, a big yellow dog, an ancient ape, and a huge goshawk were sitting looking at each other.
I don't know why, but the atmosphere seems a bit solemn and solemn no matter how you look at it.
Their identities are naturally the three spirit beasts who follow Ouyang Ming. Although their cultivation levels vary between them, they are considered to be his core team after sharing the joys and sorrows with Ouyang Ming during this period.
King Kong looked around and spoke first: "Unknowingly, I have been following my master for several years. Time flies so fast. From the high level of a spiritual person to a venerable person, the change is really huge."
"That is, the greatest good luck in this life is to meet the master." Goshawk nodded in agreement, his face full of sincerity. If someone had told him before that he could survive five heavenly tribulations without any damage, he would have flapped him away without hesitation. This was just a daydream, wasn't it? But after meeting Ouyang Ming, all these impossibilities became possible.
Perhaps among them, Goshawk received the least resources and care, but he never felt the slightest sense of loss.
The three beasts picked up the wine glasses at the same time, touched them together lightly, and took a solemn sip.
After three drinks, the topic became more lively.
Goshawk asked: "Dahuang, you and the master are the earliest. Did anything interesting happen?"
Dahuang sat up straight, but deliberately held an air of dignity. These things, in his heart, are all secrets that cannot be exchanged for a lot of money. He thought to himself that if he wrote Ou Yangming's experience into a story, Ou Yangming's reputation in the spiritual world would definitely sell well, and it wouldn't be a problem if the book was empty.
Seeing Dahuang, King Kong also looked over.
The big yellow eyes kept rolling, his paws clenched his chin, looking at the beams on the roof, still refusing to say anything.
King Kong winked at Goshawk, who immediately understood and smiled slyly, saying: "Last time we were in Huixun City, what did you do, Dahuang? King Kong and I both saw it. We are both brothers. I’m afraid it will hurt my temper to say it.”
"What did I do?" Dahuang still refused to say, his words were very harsh, but his eyes were wandering around and his attitude had softened.
"Goshawk, tell me, the master now understands the power of the law and has reached the heavens. Maybe he will hear it, and he will be happy." King Kong made the final decision, and now he doesn't look simple and honest at all, but a bit... cunning.
When Dahuang heard this, his expression turned bitter instantly.
He waved his paw and replied: "No, no, I said it's not okay!"
Immediately afterwards, Dahuang began to talk vividly about the difficulty of the road to enlightenment, the escape from death in the Chaos Cave, and the magical effect of the life-sustaining golden elixir. At every critical moment, King Kong and Dahuang's hearts were hung up, thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump. Keep dancing.
Later, many Yakuza ancestors were brought back from Kyoto.
All the deeds were told by Dahuang, including his grudges and grudges with the three women.
His words are touching, and his love is as strong as gold. He makes King Kong and Goshawk feel intoxicated.
"It turns out that I was the culprit that caused the catastrophe in the lower world." King Kong touched his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Immediately, the three beasts raised their right hands and collided lightly.
After a long while, Goshawk asked casually: "King Kong, when we signed the contract, the color of the Master Tianfeng's Fire was purple, right? I'm afraid I was confused and remembered it wrong."
King Kong thought for a moment, rubbed the wine glass with his big hand, and finally nodded and said yes.
"That means that the Master's Phoenix Clan bloodline is the most noble in the entire Phoenix Clan?" Goshawk's eyes flashed and he spoke quickly.
"Yeah." King Kong nodded heavily.
As soon as the voice fell, the room fell into a dead silence, extremely silent.
After half a cup of tea, Jin just said: "I am a rough man and don't understand any big principles, but I know that in this life, no matter what achievements I achieve in the end or where I go, it is all related to the master. I have always been It is the sharpest steel knife in his hand. He can pierce the enemy's heart wherever his mind points and the blade points. "
King Kong didn't know that when he finally became the king of suppressing one side in the world, this matter was still talked about.
Although Goshawk and Dahuang didn't say anything, their eyes were extremely firm.
After all, the scene in Lingshi Square today touched them too much.
At night, the stars come down, and the starlight is vast.
The ancestral land of the Feng Clan is like entering a fairy tale world. The evening breeze is blowing with a hint of coolness, blowing on the body. The fatigue on the body seems to be blown away by the breeze, and thousands of pores on the body seem to be relaxed.
At this time, on the top of a cliff, an old man had his hands behind his back.
The top of the mountain is covered with white snow that never melts all year round. But the strange thing is that there are many spiritual grasses planted on the white snow, with different colors and brilliance.
The old man glanced at the sky, raised his hand, and the clouds and fog blocking the mountain top were suddenly torn apart by a majestic force, revealing a bright and sunny sky. The gentle, watery moonlight poured down, and the old man smiled with satisfaction and sighed: "It's better now. The clouds and fog blocking the top of the mountain have dispersed, and these spiritual grasses can also absorb the essence of the moonlight. They will definitely be able to bear spiritual fruit as soon as possible." fruit."
After half an hour, the old man finally took care of all the spiritual herbs.
He glanced towards the mountainside and said softly: "Come up here."
I saw a man in red walking slowly. With a smile on his face, he gently cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Mu."
This old man's name is Feng Mu. He has lived for an unknown number of years and his strength is unfathomable.
He is the person with the strongest cultivation level on the peacemaking side, and no one has seen him take action with all his strength so far. But even the emperor couldn't survive Feng Mu's hands, and even escaping was difficult. Even Feng Tian must show courtesy when facing Feng Mu.
A pair of fists, making a great name.
"Here you come?" Feng Mu's face was all wrinkled, but his smile was extremely kind. He was not like a top expert in the world, but like a leisurely grandfather next door.
"I haven't been here for a long time, so I came over to take a look." Feng Xiang walked up to him and rubbed his shoulders skillfully, with skillful force and no hurry. It was obvious that he had done this action many times.
The old man also showed a relaxed expression on his face, and praised: "I really feel sorry for you for nothing, this method is so hard to get."
Feng Xiang squeezed it for a while and said softly: "Feng Ling is back."
The old man's vicissitudes of life and mottled skin suddenly relaxed, he shook his head and said: "He really doesn't let me worry. He obviously has rare talent, but he doesn't like to practice. He has listened to you since he was a child, so you have to supervise him a little bit. ”
"I know." Feng Xiang nodded slightly. He didn't have any scheming around the old man.
The old man turned around, lightly tapped Fengxiang's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I know, I know, you will say you know. How many times have you said this sentence, and what's the result? After so many years, he Still a Venerable, my lineage has never been so embarrassing!"
"Huh? When grandma was alive, she often told me that you were... very naughty when you were a child, almost like Feng Ling." Feng Xiang said with a smile.
The old man glared fiercely, but he became friendly in just a moment.
He glanced around and said, "Come into the house, it's very cold outside."
The interior decoration of the thatched house is very simple, with only a sandalwood table and a fire burning on the ground. However, the firewood has burned out, leaving only charcoal, emitting a faint red light. At Feng Mu's level, everything he says and does comes from his heart. Feel something.
He took a step forward and did not mind being dirty. He sat on the ground and poked the fire with a wooden stick. Suddenly, the red light became a little brighter and he said softly: "This time I beat Feng Xinxiao. What do you have next?" Intend?"
Feng Xiang walked to his side, sat down gently, and said, "Why be afraid of a battle."
"Are you confident? If we lose and the neutral faction temporarily switches sides, the end of the world is not far away." There was a touch of melancholy in the old man's voice.
"You have to give it a try." Feng Xiang replied.
"Yeah." The cabin suddenly became quiet, without even a sound.
After a while, Feng Mu asked: "Tell me what you think. If you don't say anything, you won't miss anything. You will be better than thousands of miles away, but there can be no big problems."
Feng Xiang nodded, cleared his thoughts, and said: "The war left only pain. Now, countless caves and paradises in the world have been destroyed, leaving only ruins and broken walls. This is obvious to countless living beings. Take this as an example. The premise is that whether it is the arrogant Phoenix Clan or the domineering Dragon Clan, a large number of strong people are tired of war. "
The old man nodded and motioned for him to continue.
The more Feng Xiang talked, the clearer his thinking became: "So, I want to try to win over the Dragon Clan's peacemaking system, and join forces to completely seal the heart of origin and end the turmoil in the world."
Feng Mu's finger tapped lightly on the void. Wherever the fingertip landed, a green light flashed, causing tiny ripples to appear in the space.
"The Dragon Clan is too domineering, this won't work." The old man thought for a while and said in a deep voice.
"Well, of course it won't work under normal circumstances, but now there is Ouyang Ming. He has the power of dragon and phoenix at the same time. He can find a balance between the two parties and build a bridge of hope." Feng Xiang's voice was sincere.
The old man was silent for a while, and finally said leisurely: "It's worth a try. As long as the Unity Faction of the Dragon Clan joins forces with us to completely seal the Heart of Origin, the tens of thousands of years of turmoil in the world will come to an end. But the most important thing now is to win over the neutralists, otherwise, we will be weak and unable to achieve great things. "
"Well, I'm ready." Feng Xiang's eyes flashed coldly.
"Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed." Feng Mu said.
"Yes." Fengxiang nodded vigorously.
The old man waved his hand and began to chase people away, saying: "Go back quickly and ask Feng Ling to come and accompany me. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him so much."
Fengxiang nodded respectfully and walked down the mountain.
After Fengxiang left, the old man said: "The clouds and fog that blocked the spiritual grass before have dispersed, but I don't know if the fog that blocked the Feng people's heads can be dispersed this time. The world can't stand the torment, and time is running out." "