Qingqing turned into an egg?

Xintian had a fun, and vaguely guessed what was going on, and said to everyone:

"I'll go and see what's wrong with Xiaoqing. You can discuss and digest the information just now. We will determine how to move the entire chess piece later."

After saying that, Xiaoxiang and Feng Cheng led the way and left in a hurry.

Qingqing is a small blue bird, and everyone in Baisha City knows it.

But this little bird made its first contribution in the battle that determined the fate of China. Its cry shocked the world and intercepted the white crane of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect, making Zhou Wuyang's holy fetus unable to escape.

Its strength, importance and relationship with the Faith Heaven Master are of great significance. It is natural to interrupt national affairs for it, and no one thinks it should not be.

Half of the Marquis' Mansion was almost converted into a construction site. A larger area than a football field was surrounded by an octagonal stone house. It was quite like a hexagram house used by practitioners to gather spiritual energy in heaven and earth, but windows were opened on all sides.

As dusk approaches, someone rings the bell and calls for dinner. There are often people in the "Guaju" who are still unmoved and only care about polishing the magic tools in their hands. At one glance, there are more than 100 mages, and they are generally in the state of seclusion.

Xin Tianyou thought, isn’t this aggrieved Mrs. Marquis’s wife?

Feng Cheng smiled and said:

"The old lady refused to go to the villa in the countryside. Queen Jianming invited her to live in the palace, but she didn't go, so she was willing to stay with her son like this. She said it was lively, and it was deserted before."

Xiaoxiang did not walk to the "construction site", but also brought a winding road. There were three steps and five steps along the way, all of which were Tongyou Warriors. It seemed that Zhang Muzhi mobilized the elite forces from the whole country.

Xin Tianyou used to live in the Hou Mansion and was very familiar with it. However, the environment has changed a lot, and no one can lead the way and you will be fooled.

The further you go, the fewer people are, and even the fewer guard posts are.

After turning around, the moon door was open. Huawen thought that opening and closing the universal wheel drive door was consuming spirit stones and troublesome, so she simply unloaded it.

The two-story building still stands, and eight hexagrams are scattered on both sides of the grass. The thunderbolt bullets that were densely populated only lined up beside the wall.

There was also a pavilion outside the wall, and there were also bronze bells hanging. The difference was that an old man sat upright on the stone pier with long beards and white hair, and a sword was horizontal on his knees.

That is the pinnacle of the sky in China, the peak of martial arts - the Sword Saint!

Hearing the sound, the old man's eyelids opened a thread, his eyes were like sharp lightning. When he saw the young man walking side by side with the fat man, he immediately showed ecstasy and disappeared out of thin air.

"I'm sorry to the young master!"

The old man knelt three meters away, put his right sword on the road, and kowtowed steadily.

Xiaoxiang and Feng Cheng hurriedly dodged to both sides of the road.

Xin Tianyou didn't jump away like last time, and he accepted this worship calmly. He knew that the old man's thoughts were different from his own, and he retained many ancient beliefs. If he didn't let him continue to worship, he would feel uneasy.

"Sword Saint..."

"The young master killed the old slave and dared not be a 'saint'!"

"Okay, OK, Sword Slave."

"exist."

"Hold cross-legged, regulate breathing, absorb energy into the dantian, carry the surrounding sky... stretch your palms."

The old man did the same, but the young master bounced his finger into his palm, as if a bolt of lightning hit the Laogong acupoint, exploded in the meridians, like a line of fire burning.

Xiaoxiang and Feng Chengcheng were stunned.

They have also been purified by Xin Tianyou, but where have they seen such a scene?

The old man was covered with blue smoke, like a mud Buddha surrounded by incense, and like a bacon made with firewood in the countryside.

The impurities accumulated over seventy years have been cleared out and the purest true energy is also replenished. The sword saint is as light as a swallow, his age spots have faded a lot, and he looks like he is a teenager. He knelt down again and kowtowed, choking and said:

"Heaven is pitiful to see that the Chinese clan is about to have a Bodhisattva and a god... Old slave, thank the young master."

Xin Tianyou smiled slightly, took out two top-quality spirit stones and handed them over, and said:

"Don't yell everywhere, so as not to let the monks and Taoists fight me. Martial arts are limited by their physical body, and you still haven't reached the peak, but you have reached an unprecedented height. Ordinary elixir masters will not be able to threaten you, and close combat is not an opponent. Only... forget it, let's go guard."

He didn't finish the second half of the words, except... a monster like Lei Zhenzi. But how could a disciple of the celestial being devoted to dealing with an old man in the world? It would be ridiculous to think about it.

The sword slave grabbed the sword and stood up "swoosh". Without mastering the strength, he actually got half a foot off the ground, as if floating. He didn't say anything, and returned to the pavilion in a flash.

Xiaoxiang couldn't close her mouth, her eyes chased her, and she couldn't help but say:

"Master, I want it too."

The little fat man Feng Chengcheng coughed twice and said embarrassedly:

"Brother Tian, ​​I actually want it too."

Xin Tianyou laughed in silence and said:

"The old man's skills are condensed, and after being improved, they will certainly go further. How old are you two? How deep is it? The base is too small, and the effect is of course not obvious."

Xiaoxiang pouted:

"Young Master, aren't you much older?"

Xintianyou walked and said:

"I'm not much... But when I was in the Void Realm, I was driven by my master's thunder and lightning whip. I don't know how many lives I have experienced..."

I felt that I had missed my mouth, and the more I went down, the harder it was to explain, so I stopped.

Xiaoxiang and Feng Chengcheng looked at each other subtly and stopped asking.

There was no one in the back garden. He entered the small building and opened the secret room, and went down to the underground corridor with a line of night pearls inlaid. Another protective formation was opened, and the spirit stone warehouse was exposed.

At the top of the crystal light like a hill, there was a big fist-like bird egg.

Feng Chengdao:

"Brother Tian, ​​if you don't come back, Hua Wen will cry. The spiritual energy absorbed by this egg is so huge, like a bottomless pit... All tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones you have recovered have become medium-grade ones."

Xin Tianyou looked at the white bird egg and felt the majestic vitality inside. He was so happy that he murmured:

"The phoenix is ​​singing, and the sycamore tree is growing, and the sycamore tree is growing in the sunset... Feng Chengcheng, remember, we must transplant a large area of ​​excellent 100-year-old sycamore tree in Zhenguo Tianshi Mansion, bury the lower-grade spirit stones into the soil, and nourish the foundation..."

The little fat man bowed respectfully and said:

"Brother Tian, ​​I remember it, I will arrange it tomorrow."

Xiaoxiang widened her eyes and said:

"Young Master, are you talking, saying...a little phoenix flying out of that ball?"

Xin Tianyou smiled and said:

"Dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns are ancient divine beasts, born sacred. Once they are born, they are equivalent to our realm of heaven and man. Qingqing must have the bloodline of the ancient phoenix. After successful transformation, the lowest will be the realm of the saints. I'll just say, Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua are so big, how could he be afraid of a little bird?"

Xiao Xiangxiang was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands and dared not speak.

After staying for a while, Xin Tianyou did not take out the spirit stones to fill the warehouse. He had to wait until he discussed it with everyone before making arrangements.

When I went out, I saw several doors with rare materials and teleportation array accessories on both sides, so I took a look. At the end of the corridor, a light door suddenly appeared, releasing terrifying pressure.

Feng Cheng pointed to the end and said:

"There are only Hua Wen and Qian Mo who have been in there... It's very strange. It seems that the legendary Ice Flame Hell has been opened. No one can tell what's going on... Now, they are debugging the formation again. Should we notify the door to open?"

Xin Tianyou realized the power of pressure and did not even dare to break through. In theory, no information could be transmitted.

"How to notify?"

The little fat man explained:

"Brother Tian, ​​it's very simple. Pull a rope and the copper bell inside will ring. There are some details to ring a few times, and outsiders cannot know."

So that's how it is!

Xin Tianyou knew that he was complicated and smiled:
Chapter completed!