Chen Zhi put his hand on Jian Di's shoulder and patted her gently, telling her to stop crying, and then continued.
"I have heard a saying before that birds have a very vague sense of each other. They can sense each other's position and whether they are still alive. Just like the geese that flock in the sky.
I think a spiritual bird like your Phoenix should have this ability!!
Do you feel now..." When Chen Zhi said this, he gently tapped Biquan's spiritual tablet in front of him:
"He..., is he still alive?"
"I have no idea!!",
Jian Di shook her head gently, still holding the huge spiritual tablet in mourning. It seemed that the spiritual tablet was the only thing left by his father. He held it tightly, for fear that it would fly away.
"My mind is very confused right now, and the information I receive is also very confusing.
I saw a lot of memories of the Phoenix Clan, some of the ancient ones were unclear.
But I can't feel him...
I don’t know whether he lives or dies!!”
"Then can you see his image?" Chen Zhi continued to ask,
"What kind of person is he?"
"Can't see it!!" Jian Di still lowered her head, holding the huge spiritual tablet,
"But I can feel that he is very miserable in his heart and has suppressed a lot of things. Those sufferings turned into stone in her heart and blocked everyone outside.
I think that kind of pain must have been there for a long time!!
The information in my mind is very messy now, and the information that originally belonged to Xuanniao has gradually faded away.
There is a lot more information about the Phoenix Clan.
The information about my father is very vague. I can't see his face or feel his character.
All I can see is flames, endless flames!!
He seems to have been reborn from nirvana many times, and each nirvana was very painful, but this pain made him stronger..."
"Then can you feel what makes him always bothered?",
Chen Zhi put his hand on Jian Di's shoulder and continued to ask,
"Who is he? What's going on?
Or some specific place?”
"I don't know!!" Jian Di still shook her head helplessly,
“I can’t even see what this sadness is!!
All I know is that he seems to be trying his best to protect something and hide some secret!!
But I really don’t know what the secret is..."
"What about the tomb of Emperor Xin, King of Shang Zhou?" Chen Zhi asked again:
"This is the most important……
Your father must know where King Zhou of Shang is buried?
He now goes to guard the grave.
Can you feel where the cemetery is?"
"cannot!!",
When Jian Di said this, his face was filled with a sense of powerlessness. He really wanted to help Chen Zhi, but he was completely powerless.
"I really don't know~~
My father should have kept this secret very tight and didn't want to tell anyone.
Anyone with any information must die~~
Have you seen those big dead phoenixes outside?
They committed suicide under my father's strict orders!!!
The Phoenix Clan has always kept a secret, and has successfully kept it secret for 5,000 years!
And now this thing will be successful soon!!
Even if the entire Phoenix clan is destroyed, there will be no hesitation.
But as for what this secret is, I can’t sense it at all, so don’t ask me again..."
After Jian Di finished speaking, blood started to flow from her nostrils, and then she crawled in front of the spiritual tablet. Colorful feathers gradually appeared on her body, sticking closely to the spiritual tablet, and she could no longer say a word.
Chen Zhi didn't want to disturb her anymore.
He knows that Jian Di has tried her best!!
These avian demigods have a fierce nature, and some of the wills and emotions of their ancestors are often inherited into them.
She has always thought that she was a black bird, but in fact, the black bird is just her maternal bloodline, and the phoenix is her real tribe.
So Jian Di's current mood is very fragile, and she needs time to calm down.
Now, Jian Di needs to be alone with her true bloodline for a while, and stop disturbing her...
After all, this is the altar of the Phoenix Clan. Since you are here, you must respect other people's ancestors.
Chen Zhi then told Fat Wei Ghost Sword and the others to stay away and wait.
And I walked around this dark area, searching for traces on all the spirit tablets to see if I could find any clues.
These spiritual tablets are all too old, and the workmanship is very exquisite. I don’t know which master craftsman they were from.
But the characters on these spiritual tablets are all written in the Phoenix tribe. Except for the Phoenix Emperor's spiritual tablet, the other spiritual tablets have no divine inscriptions.
It seems that in the eyes of the Phoenix clan, the only one who truly inherits the bloodline of the gods and can be called a god is the Phoenix Emperor!
Chen Zhi couldn't find anything useful on these ancient brands.
Finally, he took a few steps forward and approached the center of the big tree, which was the soft wooden surface of the inner wall of the big tree...
Those woods are really as delicate as they appear on the surface, as delicate as human flesh.
Chen Zhi touched it gently with his hand and immediately felt a very strange feeling.
He knew that these pieces of wood were very spiritual, as if they were alive inside and seemed to be squirming slightly!
And this entire wooden wall is gestating a very strange power, gathering momentum.
Chen Zhi's first instinct was that there must be something hidden in this wooden wall?
But this thing is definitely not visible to the naked eye. It is an invisible force that requires a medium to express it.
Not knowing what kind of psychology he had, Chen Zhi pulled out the dagger, cut his palm open, and let the blood flow out.
Then he gently put his hand on the wooden wall.
For a moment, his hand seemed to be grabbed, and blood was sucked crazily by the wooden wall, like a vampire who had been thirsty for a long time.
But Chen Zhi did not immediately withdraw his hand. He knew that the blood would not be shed in vain...
However, facts proved that Chen Zhi's choice was correct.
Just a few minutes later, something unexpected happened...