On the red horizontal surface, sticking out is a touch of delicate emerald green.
The green color grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. After it grew taller, its growth rate became much slower.
And at this moment, from the calm lava, a red and golden rosefinch flew out with flapping wings.
Its body is only the size of an eagle, with its slightly downward-curving upper jaw and sharp eyes, it looks solemn and solemn. On top of its head is a dark red crest, which is different from the crest of a phoenix. Its crest looks awkward.
Like gold and stone.
Suzaku's whole body was covered with dazzling golden feathers, and the golden light made Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes ache a little.
And on its slender tail, there was still molten material falling continuously.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
Suzaku circled the sycamore tree and let out bursts of piercing screams.
On its body, golden light constantly falls on the sycamore saplings, and the golden light nourishes the saplings like rain and dew.
While turning around, Suzaku suddenly saw Jiang Xiaoyu.
Its wings moved slightly, and Jiang Xiaoyu felt a lightness on his body, and Lu Yi's body actually flew towards the sycamore tree.
Suzaku did not miss his words, and Lu Yi's body finally fell under the sycamore tree.
The mist evaporating from the molten water beneath him lifted his body up.
And the mist slowly entered his body with his breathing again and again. Lu Yi's skin gradually turned into a red gem-like appearance.
The look on his face was no longer so painful.
Jiang Xiaoyu bowed to the flying Suzaku, "Thank you, senior."
The red bird suddenly landed on the branch of the sycamore tree. The sapling was still very small, but after it landed, the branch did not sway too much.
Zhuque's eyes looked at Jiang Xiaoyu, "No need to thank you, I told you, everything is just an exchange."
Jiang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment before asking: "I don't know how long it will take before my senior brother Lu can fully recover to his former self."
"What it was like before?" Suzaku shook his head, "There is a power in his body that is difficult for ordinary people to control. If he wants to survive, he must control it."
"Once a mortal like him controls this power, in this era, few people will be his opponent."
"He will only become stronger, so strong that you can only look up to him now. So, how can he return to his former self?"
Jiang Xiaoyu doesn't care whether he becomes stronger or weaker. As long as Lu Yi can survive, nothing else matters.
"If you want to ask about time, I can only tell you that it will take ten years at the earliest."
"ten years?"
"What? It's been a long time?" Suzaku fluttered his wings, "Yes, for you, ten years is indeed too long. But, do you know that it takes ten years for a mortal's body to completely transform?
not long."
"Can it be faster?" Jiang Xiaoyu tried to ask.
Suzaku raised his head, looked at the sycamore tree that was still growing slowly, and said, "It depends on how quickly I recover."
As he spoke, Suzaku folded his wings and slowly closed his eyes.
It can be seen that for a piece of wood to take root and sprout, it still consumes a lot of money.
"Let's go, he will come out naturally after ten years."
After Zhuque finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoyu felt himself being lifted up by a gentle force. His body continued to rise towards the hole at the top of the space.
After putting the Wutong Boat into the ring space, Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Lu Yi again.
"Senior brother, waiting for you to come back..."
As soon as he got out of the well, Jiang Xiaoyu saw Wen Zhiming still waiting outside.
Seeing that only Jiang Xiaoyu came out and Lu Yi was not there, Wen Zhiming hurriedly asked.
Jiang Xiaoyu told Wen Zhiming the whole story.
An imperceptible joy suddenly appeared on Wen Zhiming's shriveled face. Ten years was indeed not a short time, but if Lu Yibao could survive, nothing would matter.
After sighing for a long time, Wen Zhiming seemed to think of something, and asked Jiang Xiaoyu: "You said that if your Wutong boat is missing a piece, does it really have no impact?"
"It doesn't affect it." Jiang Xiaoyu directly called out the Wutong Boat. He pointed to a fist-sized hole on the tail of the Wutong Boat and said, "Anyway, there is no need for it to go into the water now. A hole is harmless."
Wen Zhiming leaned down, touched the round hole, and said: "The reason why a treasure is a treasure is because its overall structure coincides with the way of heaven. Now, it is missing a piece. Although you think it doesn't matter for the time being, but if there is really a critical moment
If something goes wrong, it will be bad."
"Ah?" Jiang Xiaoyu didn't expect this level. He hurriedly asked: "What should we do? The dug sycamore trees have turned into saplings. For the sake of Senior Brother Lu, we still have to replace them."
Wen Zhiming stroked his beard and said, "The best way is to patch it up!"
"Repair? What to replenish?"
Wen Zhiming gestured at the round hole with his right hand and kept pacing back and forth, muttering: "We can't find the sycamore tree. The only way is to find a round magic weapon and fill it in."
, but where can I find a round magic weapon? We monks of the Four Symbols Sect often use swords, and this round thing is really a bit troublesome."
Wen Zhiming's words naturally fell on Jiang Xiaoyu's ears.
"Circle? Magic weapon?"
His mind instantly sank to the ring space. Not to mention, there really was a round magic weapon in the ring space.
"Sect Master, what do you think of this?" Jiang Xiaoyu directly took out the purple gourd. This thing was originally obtained from Wei Shuyang. After Jiang Ping passed away, he never took it out again.
"Purple gold gourd?" Wen Zhiming took the gourd and suddenly realized, "Yes, when you destroyed Wei Shuyang's body, this purple gold gourd must be in your hands."
After saying that, Wen Zhiming took the gourd and compared it with the round hole of the sycamore boat.
Jiang Xiaoyu also moved his head curiously.
"Sect Master, it seems almost." Jiang Xiaoyu muttered from the side.
Wen Zhiming turned around and said, "Just right."
"ah?"
Wen Zhiming pointed at the gourd and said, "Look, although the upper belly of this gourd is larger than the entrance of the cave, the waist of the gourd between the upper and lower belly is the same size as the entrance of the cave."
"But? How can it be stuffed in?"
Wen Zhiming stood up and patted Jiang Xiaoyu on the shoulder, saying: "Xiaoyu, you have done a great favor to the sect by saving Lu Yi. In this case, how could I, as the sect leader, not do this small favor for you?"
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"Look at me!"
As he spoke, Wen Zhiming used his spiritual power in his hands, and the purple gold gourd was instantly lifted up by the spiritual power.
Then, he waved his right hand, and a vague chessboard appeared under the gourd.
On the chessboard, the sub-heads intersect, and in the center is the purple gold gourd.
"Shrink!" Wen Zhiming shouted, and the entire chessboard suddenly became distorted.
The next moment, the horizontal and vertical lines on the chessboard instantly wrapped the gourd.
"Shrink!"
The nineteen lines that intersected vertically and horizontally suddenly began to "buzz".
The body shape of the gourd continues to become smaller due to the compression of the vertical and horizontal lines.
Wen Zhiming glanced sideways at the round hole on the Wutong boat and felt that it was almost there. Then he waved his hand and the gourd flew in instantly.
The moment the vertical and horizontal lines disappeared, the gourd immediately returned to its original size.
"Go and have a look."
Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly bent down and took a look. The gourd's waist just fit into the round hole. It looked like it was almost a perfect fit.
Jiang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and tugged again, "Don't mention it, it's pretty tight!"
"It's too early to tell!"
Wen Zhiming stretched out his hand and grabbed a white seed out of thin air. Then, he exerted force with his thumb and index finger, and the white seed turned into powder directly in his hand.
"go!"
Wen Zhiming opened his palms, and the powder in his palms instantly filled the waist of the purple gold gourd.
"My chess piece has the power of all transformations. Only with its binding can it be considered strong."
"Thank you so much, Master!" Jiang Xiaoyu thanked him with a smile and walked around the Wutong Boat.
"How is it? I'm quite satisfied!"
"Satisfied!" Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile. The main reason is that the current Wutong Zhou looks like it has a penis.
Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu's happy expression, Wen Zhiming couldn't help but smile.
"Did you know that if your sycamore boat is paired with a purple gold gourd, your future combat power will be directly upgraded to a higher level!"
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Wen Zhiming doubtfully, "Sect Master, what is the use of having a long penis? Is it possible that Wutong Zhou will fart and kill people?"