Xiao Jingye asked, "Are there really any treasures in the ancient pagoda?"
Xiao Qingyan said, "No."
Xiao Jingye turned around and asked the silent person, "How does Yan'er know this place?"
Xie Lingyan pointed at Xiao Qingyan, "Listen to Master Xiao."
The scapegoat, Master Xiao: "..."
Okay, this Xie Aotian is the ancestor, so I can only recognize him.
Xie Lingyan looked into the distance and saw the exquisite pagoda standing abruptly, silent and vicissitudes of life.
The ancient pagoda is nine stories high. The outside of the wall is covered with ancient vines. The dense vine branches are winding around the body of the pagoda and winding upward. From a distance, the pagoda looks like a green ancient tree standing Weiran between heaven and earth.
Xiao Qingyan said, "I didn't see this ancient vine when I came here before."
"You mean..."
"The ancient vines must have grown not long ago."
There was such turmoil in the past few days, the color of the sky and the earth changed, thunder and punishment came, many monks perished in it, and everything seemed to be affected.
For example, among birds and beasts, some have mutated body shapes, and most of them grow into tall and fierce beasts.
For example, some people have regressed in their realm, while others have gained new life through this.
The Cangyu Continent returned to its original appearance overnight, and the dense forests of ancient times suddenly woke up under the sound of thunderous sounds and punishments from the heavens and the earth.
Xie Lingyan looked behind the ancient pagoda and asked, "Is there a dense forest over there?"
Xiao Qingyan followed her gaze and saw that their location was in the south of the ancient pagoda, and there was a dense forest growing in the north of the ancient pagoda.
"Has Master Xiao ever gone in?"
"Just walking around the outer circle."
Xie Lingyan looked around, this place should be a place that no one cares about on weekdays, but now it is crowded with people, all flocking to it for the non-existent treasures of heaven, materials and earth.
Xiao Jingye asked, "Should we go there?" He still wanted to take a look. Since there were so many people flocking to visit, there might be something truly precious.
Xiao Qingyan asked young people not to always think about treasures, "If there were treasures, would they wait for you to find them before they were discovered?"
There is indeed nothing in the ancient pagoda. If there really was anything, predecessors would have looted it long ago.
Those who came in the past came full of hope, and finally left in anger, and the exquisite pagoda was gradually forgotten in the years.
After thousands of years, someone is here again, and the cycle repeats, just like the alternation of four seasons.
"Why can this ancient pagoda be preserved for so long?" Xiao Jingye asked in confusion.
Xiao Qingyan said, "There are laws in heaven and earth. Don't you see that the towering green mountains have remained unchanged for thousands of years?"
Xiao Jingye: "..." But this is a tower. Isn't it inappropriate to compare a tower with a green mountain?
Of course, if you don’t judge it as ordinary, then it is a proper understanding, and then there are trees in the mountains and ancient pagodas accompanied by ancient vines.
Xie Lingyan ignored the argument between master and apprentice, and took out the pitiful red flame phoenix.
Originally a phoenix with great ambitions, now it was hanging its head and looking dejected, looking like it was about to die.
Xie Lingyan asked, "Are you still heartbroken over the loss of your cultivation?"
The red flame fire phoenix looked dejected and said, "My majestic divine beast has now been reduced to the point where it can even bully a pheasant. I can't swallow this breath."
Xie Lingyan burst out laughing. She asked Xiao Qingyan and Xiao Jingye to help, "You protect the formation, and I'll help this little guy."
Xiao Qingyan nodded and signaled his apprentice nephew to guard the southwest while he guarded the southeast.
The two masters and nephews set up barriers at the same time.
Xie Lingyan sat on the ground and whispered in her mouth: The clouds are blooming and the sky and earth are bright, and the sun is shining on the mountains and rivers in spring.
The hands are flexibly forming seals, the golden light shines brightly, and abundant spiritual power gathers from all directions.
The red flame fire phoenix opened its mouth to swallow a steady stream of spiritual power, its fiery red wings flapped violently, and its withered Dantian gradually regained its vitality like a long drought.