Take Ling to the Thirty-Three Heaven, where the Immortal Emperor lives.
Immortal Emperor looked at Shi Sheng's eyes a bit complicated, and he was silent for a long time before speaking, "Does the little guy have a name?"
"Blazing."
The little girl at the bottom was wearing a black dress. A girl wearing such a color should not look good, but she looked very good in it, which made her skin fair as jade.
Standing in this splendid hall, it doesn't look small at all, but it will attract people's attention. Looking at her reaction again, she was calm and indifferent, as if she didn't care about these things.
To the Immortal Emperor, this is just a little guy who was just born, but he has such an aura, and he will become a person when he grows up.
"Chili..." Immortal Emperor restrained his thoughts and nodded, "It's a good name, then you will be called Chili in the future, and Nanwu Mountain should have a master."
Nanwu Mountain was once the residence of the Phoenix family. Regardless of the name of a mountain, Nanwu Mountain is actually very big, so big that you can't imagine it.
"The Immortal Emperor, Nanwu Mountain..."
"Jianling, you can handle this matter." The Immortal Emperor interrupted Jiang Ling and handed over the assignment directly to him.
Jiang Ling frowned, but in the end he didn't shirk.
Immortal Emperor did not embarrass Shi Sheng, Shi Sheng followed Jiang Ling silently and left.
After leaving the hall, Ling Wen asked Shi Sheng, "Xiao Li... can I call you that?"
"casual."
"Xiaoli, Nanwu Mountain hasn't lived in for many years. I have to send someone in to see it first. It will take a while. How about you live in my palace first?"
Shi Sheng glanced at Jiang Ling and seemed to be able to see through his mind at a glance, making Ling suddenly nervous, "Xiao Li..."
Shi Sheng retracted his gaze and said lightly, "No need, I'll go by myself. Where is Nanwu Mountain?"
Probably because of the look in his eyes just now, Jiang Ling was suddenly a little afraid to speak, thinking that he is also the undisputed master of the God Realm. At this time, facing a child, he was a little helpless.
But looking at Shi Sheng's face, Jiang Ling couldn't say anything, sighed, summoned an auspicious cloud again, and took Shi Sheng to Nanwu Mountain.
The first impression of Nanwu Mountain is that it is dead.
Nanwu Mountain is full of plane trees, but these plane trees are all dead, with no branches and leaves, and no life can be seen.
In the very middle, there is a very large plane tree, which can be said to be straight into the sky, and the top can not be seen at all.
On the branches of this sycamore tree, there are scattered palaces built up, looking from a distance, like giant fruits hanging on it.
He landed right under the plane tree, and he said slowly: "Since the last phoenix died, the entire Nanwu Mountain withered overnight. We tried many methods and couldn't make these plane trees come alive again. come over."
Shi Sheng looked up at the plane tree whose top could not be seen, "Phoenix has the ability to Nirvana, why would it die?"
Jiang Ling also followed her example and looked up at the plane tree, with a bit of unnoticeable sadness in his voice, "I don't know. One day, the phoenixes of the phoenix family lost their ability to nirvana, and after they died, they would never again. way to be reborn."
He turned his eyes slightly, "At the same time, there are dragons, they can't give birth to offspring."
"He once said that the destiny cannot be violated. This is probably... the destiny." The dragon clan has the power to defy the sky, and the phoenix clan has the power of immortality.
Heaven and earth can't hold them.
Phoenix descendants are rare, and new phoenixes may not be born in a thousand years, but they will not die, so the number is very stable.
Chi Li is the last phoenix egg that hasn't hatched.
Shi Sheng retracted his gaze, this kind of ghost setting is enough.
How can people live in this shitty place
Shi Sheng reached out and supported the trunk. When she touched the trunk, the branches at the bottom suddenly began to sprout, grow rapidly, and spread up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, there was already a greenery in front of her.
Ling looked at Shi Sheng in surprise.
Shi Sheng: "..." I didn't do anything.
Shi Sheng withdrew his hand, the green color that spread upward stopped, as if someone had pressed the back button, and the sprout that grew out shrank back again.
The phoenix tree is so powerful that you can take it back when it grows.
"So it is." Jiang Ling suddenly seemed to want to understand something, "Xiao Li, don't be afraid, put your hand on it."
Shi Sheng: "..." Which of your eyes can tell that this baby is afraid
Shi Sheng put his hand up again, new shoots emerged from the branches, and the green continued to spread around. It was just a withered sycamore forest, but it was already full of vitality.
The sycamore tree, which had regrown its branches and leaves, swayed and made a rustling sound.
It was a pleasant sound.
Jiang Ling's voice was swayed by the swaying sound of the phoenix trees, "After the last phoenix in Nanwu Mountain dies, these phoenix trees will wither, and they will live when you come back."
Shi Sheng looked at the sycamore tree that had been covered by the dense foliage, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I won't keep pressing it like this, will I?"
Jiang Ling had never experienced such a thing before. The Phoenix family was the oldest race. From his memory, Nanwu Mountain was already covered with phoenix trees, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and never withered.
"You don't move, I'll go out and take a look." Ling Shan disappeared in front of Shi Sheng.
As soon as he left, a branch of the sycamore tree above suddenly dropped, gently wrapped around Shi Sheng's waist, and pulled her up to the sycamore tree.
The branches felt very comfortable to her and had no offensive power, so Shi Sheng let them pull him up.
The branches sent Shi Sheng into a palace hidden by leaves.
Standing at the gate of the palace, you can see the sycamore forest in the distance.
Shi Sheng looked at the palace, nothing special.
The branch was still beside her, and the two leaves opened, gently pushing her forward, as if to let her go forward.
Shi Sheng was pushed forward, bypassing a screen of unknown material, and saw the throne inside.
Polished with jade, the armrest is the wings of the phoenix, and the head of the phoenix is in the middle of the throne, and that posture protects the person sitting on the throne.
The branches pushed her to the throne, and the two leaves were crooked, looking very satisfied. It retreats to a lower position, rolls up one leaf, covers the other, and bends the lower branches in a kneeling posture.
Shi Sheng: "…"
The honeydew experience of being bowed down by a branch.
Shi Sheng got up, reached out and touched the branch, and the branch immediately rubbed her hand excitedly, like a cat whose chin was scratched.
"Can you speak?" Shi Sheng crouched down and looked straight at the branches.
The branches spread out two leaves, as if helplessly spreading their hands, but also as if confused and not knowing what she was talking about.
Shi Sheng touched two more hands and asked the branches, "Is this where the Phoenix King used to live?"
Probably understand this sentence, the branches stand up the leaves, bend the front, and nod each and every time.