Early the next morning, Taiwu Xixi took little Mo Nu for a stroll on the plain. After walking for a while, they found Lu Zhengkang lying on the bluestone by the roadside.
"Hehe, Buddha, were you homeless last night?"
"yes."
"You obviously have the world, but why don't you even have a bed to sleep on?"
"Naughty." Lu Zhengkang shook his head, not intending to continue this boring topic.
Little Mo Nu raised her sleeves to hide the smile on her face, and she pursed her lips in a coquettish manner, "Why are you so naughty? People care about you."
"Let's go to the next sword tomb."
The Second Sword Tomb, Phoenix Cocoon.
On a piece of wilderness, a towering ancient tomb stands solemnly, wrapped in a strong golden light. You can vaguely see the carved beams and painted buildings. There seems to be a large cocoon deep in the sword tomb, with countless golden silkworms walking through its surface. It is very mysterious.
The stone tablet in front of the tomb reads: Phoenix Cocoon.
Phoenix is ​​divided into male and female, male phoenix and female phoenix. This divine bird has a head like a wild goose, a body like a unicorn, a neck like a snake, a tail like a fish, a chin like a swallow, and a beak like a chicken. It has five colors on its body, "virtue" on its head and "virtue" on its belly.
"Xin" means "Li" on the back, "Benevolence" on the chest, "Yi" on the wings, "Uprightness" on the feet, and "Martial" on the tail. A soft cry is like knocking gold and jade, and a loud cry is like beating a drum to shake the sky.
The phoenix is ​​immortal, it rotates once every 4,600 days, and it goes back and forth every 4,600 days, endlessly.
The divine bird appears, the saint arrives, and the phoenix walks in the world in search of the saint, which can be called auspicious.
After Lu Zhengkang heard about the image of the phoenix before, he always had a deep suspicion: Why does a bird have all kinds of words on it? Could it be that it was raised by someone, and the owner gave this beautiful big bird for the celebration?
The words on the stickers have a sense of inferiority and absurdity.
The three of them slowly walked towards the sword tomb, and the closer they got, the golden light shrouding it seemed to sense a crisis and flickered violently, making people unable to open their eyes.
Lu Zhengkang scolded gently, and the golden light exploded, turning into a mist of mist, lingering in the palace and pavilions.
After walking only a few steps, three people rushed out of a small building, shouting to kill each other. A woman in the front claimed to be calling her eyes, and the latter two were both seeking to dispel good things.
As usual, their demonic obstacles were overcome, and the three of them turned into ashes and disappeared.
Taiwu Xixi ran into the small building in front, and found some calligraphy on stone tablets. They were all made by everyone, which made people admire them.
As you go deeper, you will encounter some Xiangshu minions from time to time, which are obviously much stronger than those in the first sword tomb.
Many have begun to alienate. For example, there is a person who claims to have a demonic heart. His chest is exposed, covered with ghost faces, and he screams loudly.
After all, Taiwu Xixi is a novice in martial arts, and his hands and feet are not very sharp. Although he has inherited the skills of the previous generations of Taiwu, he does not have much. If compared to the disciples of the famous sect, he is almost at the level of a descendant of the three Ranshan sects.
However, whenever she faced an enemy, she always had the inspiration for strange moves, and her moves were agile and continuous. She could always defeat the enemy and defeat the strong with the weak. This was due to the blessings from her previous life.
Sun Lizhai was also known as the leader of the Fourteen Great Masters back then, and her martial arts skills were so high that none of the leaders of the current sects can match her.
Little Mo Nu stayed behind Lu Zhengkang, just looking around, vaguely confused.
All the way to the depths of the sword tomb, there is a large hall, made of red gold, covered with patterns, gorgeous and magnificent. There is a hole on the door, which needs to be unlocked by the hilt of Fu Yu's sword.
Taiwu Xixi stepped forward with his sword and unlocked the seal. He heard a bang, the door opened, and a woman in strange clothes walked out. Her clothes were golden and looked like they were woven by the sun in the sky. The woman had a bright smile on her face, she was innocent and childish, and she was carrying a hand in one hand.
With a jar of fine wine.
When she met, she asked: "Let me ask you, are there any saints in today's world? I can't wait for saints, so I can only go out and look for them. How about you let me try to see if you have the talent of a saint?"
After she finished speaking, she held the pot in her left hand and drank deeply. The long sword held in her right hand shone with brilliance and transformed into a sharp golden knife, which she casually slashed at Taiwu Xixi.
Lu Zhengkang flicked his fingers and shattered the golden knife. His strength was not reduced and he knocked the woman away.
The woman fell to the ground, saw Lu Zhengkang, and shouted in surprise: "Jin Huang'er has met the saint!" She laughed, coughed up blood, picked up the wine jar and wanted to offer it to the Buddha, but ended up falling in a pool of blood.
, there was no sound.
Taiwu frowned and said, "Fozi, you are so bad! I still want to talk to her!" In the eyes of the little girl, the mature Jianzhong Yiren and the naive ones are two completely different types of people.
But Lu Zhengkang deprived them of their personality.
"You can talk about it later, it's the same thing."
Jin Huanger disappeared, leaving behind a sword hilt, which was the fragment of the phoenix cocoon.
The Divine Sword Phoenix Cocoon contains the magical power "Seven Characters and Five Colors" corresponding to the magic of the Phoenix. The effect is to continuously increase the amount of infuriating energy of the sword holder. When the infuriating state reaches a certain height, the enemy cannot hurt the sword holder at all. It is a sword.
A divine sword that gets stronger with each battle.
After the stranger died, the large sword tomb began to vibrate violently and slowly dissipated.
The vague picture emerged before her eyes. Jin Huanger searched for saints everywhere in the world, but was hurt time and time again. From childhood, to growth, to old age, she never changed her original intention, never died, never gave up, reincarnated again and again.
, just to find the saint who saves the world.
"Being trapped in shackles and unable to be free. But it may not be a good thing." Lu Zhengkang shook his head. The nature of the phoenix dominated this girl's life, and this nature was actually just a given mission. The Phoenix family, abide by
Promises will never be broken, and the noble conduct is unimaginable to ordinary people.
When the sword tomb dissipated, Lu Zhengkang took the fragments of the phoenix cocoon and wanted to use his magical power to resurrect the stranger.
Taiwu Xixi saw the curious look on Little Mo's face and thought that she could not let her realize that he was also transformed by the hilt of a sword, so he blocked the little girl's sight and started chatting with her to distract her attention.
As usual, Lu Zhengkang threw the hilt of the sword forward, and in the brilliant golden light, seven red-eyed golden silkworms emerged out of thin air, spinning silk and weaving cocoons at an extremely fast speed. Then a girl emerged from the cocoon, wearing brocade clothes and a necklace.
With two braids and a wine gourd hanging around her waist, she said with a bright smile, "Hehehe, you are a saint! Jin Huang'er is so lucky, he found the saint as soon as he went out!"
Taiwu Xixi turned around and saw little Huang'er, and was immediately delighted. Little Mo Nu also peeked in secretly, and saw the jumping little girl holding on to Fuzi's sleeves, so she unconsciously touched her gently.
The hairpin hanging down from her head showed a shy and lonely posture.
Taiwu Xixi clapped his hands, "Okay, okay, Momo, you have a new friend, please get along well."
In contrast, little Mo'er likes to be around Taiwu, while little Huang'er is happy to stick to Lu Zhengkang. The two little girls basically don't talk to each other.
Taiwu Xixi, who saw the second young stranger, was obviously in a state of excitement. This sword tomb is simply a treasure! It can produce many cute little ones.
Chapter completed!