Zhao Fan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, change the place to the Burning Feather Altar area."
According to Daojun Tudiao's description, the Burning Feather Altar is a place of great significance to the Panfeng tribe, but it is not an important place. Every hundred years, the creatures of the Panfeng tribe will take off a feather and throw it into the Burning Feather Altar to be burned.
Although I don’t know why, this tradition has been maintained.
The Burning Feather Altar is unguarded, but due to the large amount of burning phoenix feathers, the temperature there is extremely high. In terms of location, it is closer to the Land of Nirvana than Chupo.
"Ah?" The little savage didn't know why.
"If the intelligence of the two great kings is no less than Taoist Lord Bald Eagle, then they will most likely go to Chupo to hide." Zhao Fan analyzed: "We will be discovered directly if we go there again. As for the temperature of the Burning Feather Altar
, we don’t have to worry, it’s not as good as Yangsha Cave.”
"It makes sense." The little savage said suddenly.
In fact, the two major feudal kings really moved to Chupo.
After a while, Zhao Fan and the little savage followed the distribution mentioned by Taoist Lord Bald Eagle and successfully hid it from the eyes and ears of the Panfeng tribe, and arrived at the Burning Feather Altar.
The Burning Feather Altar is a whole building with the entrance just above, standing on the ground like a big bowl.
Scale, 100 million miles in diameter!
Since the time of feather burning for each creature of the Panfeng tribe is different, based on their respective centenary birthdays, phoenix feathers are thrown into the altar and burned at all times. If it catches up with the Mingzu ceremony, the feather throwing will be postponed.
Zhao Fan and the little savage floated into the sky and entered the Burning Feather Altar.
The terrifying temperature instantly melted their Chaos robes, and their bodies were covered with special Chaos power, so they were safe and sound.
If the sisters didn't have real-time synchronized light curtains, they would never bother. Now, they can only condense the power of chaos into robes to cover the important parts of their bodies.
The bottom of the Burning Feather Altar cannot be seen at all, and most of the space is filled with ashes accumulated after Feng Yu burned down.
Zhao Fan and the little savage fell into the fluffy ash, and the high temperature couldn't help them, so it became a natural hiding place.
At this time, Duo'er's excited voice sounded, "Collect as much ash as you can as quickly as possible. It's best to empty out all the bottom!"
"ah?"
Not only Zhao Fan and the little savage, but also Daojun Bei'er were stunned.
Duo'er explained: "If I'm not mistaken, the ashes here are comparable to the holy medicine for healing!"
"Holy healing medicine?" Zhao Fan asked doubtfully: "How can you see it?"
"Don't you know that the Holy Medicine for Healing can react with the Chaos Cave?" Duo'er said, "I feel that although your sea of powder is isolated and restricted, there is a sign that it is ready to move."
"Is there anything else that can be said?"
Zhao Fan had gained a lot of experience. He really felt that after he came to Burning Yu Altar, Fen Hai's condition was as if he had been injected with chicken blood. At first, he thought it was a reaction caused by the temperature, but he did not expect this to be the reason.
He decided to verify it, so he picked a spot on his arm, lifted the cover of the chaos power, cut the opening with a knife, and then sprinkled some ashes in.
In an instant, you will be healed as before!
With such efficiency, even the top healing medicine he had ever seen was nothing more than this!
"I didn't expect that the ashes after burning the Phoenix Feathers are equivalent to the holy medicine for healing!"
Zhao Fan excitedly took the little savage to the lower part of the Burning Feather Altar and started digging.
Moreover, while digging, use hard materials to build supports to prevent collapse. After all, except during the Mingzu period, Panfeng would come here from time to time. He has an idea of what kind of ashes are accumulated. It may be fine if there is less.
, so much less that you can see the difference at a glance.
As long as the bracket is well built, even if the bottom is hollowed out, there will be no signs of collapse without external stimulation. Looking down from above, you will not notice any flaws.
"I think it may have something to do with the powerful self-healing power of the Panfeng tribe. Their feathers also have that characteristic, and only the ashes of burning have this effect." Daojun Beier said.
Zhao Fan and the little savage also agreed, and they dug up the ashes enthusiastically.
Soon after, a towering and huge gray mountain appeared in the little savage's chaotic cave.
Ninety percent of the ashes of the Burning Feather Altar have disappeared, replaced by dense supports and roofs, leaving only half of the original thickness of the surface. This has reached the limit of mining. If we are greedy again, I am afraid that the surface will be intact.
Sex will immediately collapse.
At the same time, the temperature of the cavity below the Burning Feather Altar also dropped significantly.
The little savage divided the ashes into four parts, one part each for Zhao Fan and the sisters, and moved them all to their own Chaos Cave.
"We are afraid that these Phoenix Feather Ashes will never be used up." Zhao Fan couldn't help but smile: "Go back and find a severely injured and dying target to test again. If that situation can be restored to the original, then this trip will not be possible."
All other gains are huge profits.”
"Hmm." The little savage nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Could the Panfeng clan have this Burning Feather Altar to store the holy medicine for healing, right?"