There is a tall ancient tree called Wutong in the second floor of Phoenix Mountain.

As the saying goes, the phoenix sings, on the high hill, on the sycamore tree, on the morning sun, on the sycamore tree, on the sycamore tree. According to legend, the phoenix, a sycamore bird, is not a sycamore tree, so the ancient tree is called the sycamore tree.

This sycamore tree is probably the only seedling in Central China. Anyway, the same tree cannot be found elsewhere. Moreover, over the past few hundred years, the Tianqimen has tried every means to cultivate sycamore tree outside the secret realm, but unfortunately it has failed.

The ancient sycamore tree in the secret realm is really special. It cannot be damaged by a knife, and it cannot be burned by fire. Although the branches and leaves are good materials for refining weapons, unless they fall naturally, the cultivators in the acquired realm of the Body Refining Stage will not be able to do anything to this sycamore tree.

But these things are nothing. Every thirty-six years, the ancient sycamore tree will bear fruit once. After this sycamore fruit matures, it will have a soul!

In other words, getting this fruit is equivalent to being able to forge a magic weapon!

Only in this way can the word "Grand of the Book". Of course, this divine object is not so easy to obtain. Not every time a ceremonial, disciples can bring this sycamore fruit out of the secret realm.

So how was the Phoenix Mountain Ceremony held?

Zhongzhou respects the strong, and of course, the qualification to participate in the ceremony also requires fists to speak.

The three major surnames will hold internal competitions before the ceremony, and each will decide six inner disciples and six outer disciples, so that the three major surnames will have six teams.

Then each of the six teams launched one person to fight to determine the order of entering the secret realm. Finally, the final ranking was determined based on the things brought back by each team.

"Quagugugugu."

A rude and hoarse bird song interrupted Li Zisheng's concentration of reading. The big black crow jumped onto the table and looked at his "master" and said, "He, he...has he left?"

"Who?" Mr. Li was stunned. He knew that this talking spirit bird was rare to say such organized words.

The big black crow shook his feathers and said with lingering fear: "It's big, very strong... it's scary, are you leaving?"

Oh, it originally meant Mr. Tianmo. Li Zisheng nodded and asked curiously: "How did you know that He has been here?"

The big black crow scratched the bird's beak with his claws, and said with a disgust: "It smells bad."

Mr. Li couldn't help but sniff and smell the surroundings, but of course he gained nothing.

In fact, His Highness Bofu really felt the aura of the demon. This is because the demon who is negotiating with Li Zisheng is not one of His incarnations, but His deity!

The original deity of the indescribable thing is so powerful. It can naturally transmit information to Li Zisheng's mind through a powerful plane barrier. In other words, the devil clone that the third young master originally encountered has been replaced by the deity and has only become a plane Taoist mark. This is why the original deity said that the communication time between them is limited.

Even if it is so powerful that it is, such interplanar communication is very power-consuming.

Only the former ancient god, the King of the South, could smell that familiar but unfamiliar smell. Although His Highness Bofu lost most of his mind, his instinct told it that this indescribable thing was not easy to mess with.

So it just now hid in the house and didn't emerge again until it couldn't feel the breath.

It jumped in front of Li Zisheng, and its two dark eyes stared at Li Zisheng. After a while, it said with a serious expression: "Phoenix Mountain, take me there."

"Are you going to Phoenix Mountain?" Li Zisheng was slightly surprised.

"Take me there." The big black crow insisted.

Mr. Li pondered for a moment, then asked back: "Lao Hei, why do you want to follow me?"

The big black crow jumped on the spot for a few times. It seemed to be organizing his own language and said, "You, the ancient god, the taste. The south, the elixir, the danger."

It turns out that there are two reasons why it took the initiative to ask to leave Li Zhaozhou and followed Li Zisheng.

First, His Highness Bofu smelled the familiar smell of ancient gods on the young man.

Secondly, it did not dare to stay in Jingnan, for fear of meeting the Garula tribe again, so it would capture it back to Vajra Wheel Mountain.

Now there is a third reason, that is Phoenix Mountain!

Li Zisheng didn't know the cause and effect, and the big black crow was also vague, but combined with some things Li Zhaozhou told him, he roughly pieced together the truth.

"Do you know Phoenix Mountain, too?"

The big black crow nodded in a humanistic way and said, "I'm going!"

"There is really a phoenix in there?"

"I'm going!"

...

"I'm going!"

In the end, Li Zisheng surrendered and said, "Okay, I'll just take you there."

"Guaguagua." After getting this answer, the big black crow flew back to the room with satisfaction.

Li Zisheng shook his head, rubbed his eyes with his hands, looked up and saw that it was getting late, so he cleaned up the books, teapots and lamps on the table, entered the practice room and started his practice that he had never stopped practicing.

The Phoenix Mountain Ceremony is not a secret. As the day when the secret realm is approaching, the topics in the Heavenly Artifact Gate are increasingly concentrated on this grand ceremony held every thirty-six years.

Those who are interested will sharpen their knives and prepare for each other, and the prices of various elixirs and magic tools have increased a little.

Li Zisheng also asked his "Pioneering Newspaper Saudi Arabia" to make several special reports on this topic, but he himself was not so nervous to devote himself to it.

For him, since he came back from Yuan'an City, his ears have become much more purified. Yan Baoer no longer follows him every day, so Senior Sister Tie Qianzun doesn't use it as a big light bulb.

Recently, in addition to practicing, he has devoted himself to developing exoskeletons. Whenever he has time, he will go to the development department of Yuan'an City to design the exoskeleton with the Hu brothers and Wang Anlin.

"Junior Brother Li, why do you want to design the exoskeleton like this?" Hu Yunduo asked in confusion.

Li Zisheng said enthusiastically: "Senior Brother Yunduo, don't you think this exoskeleton can be removed and can be placed in the box easier to carry?"

Hu Yunhong scratched his head and said with some uncertainty: "Senior Brother Li, why do you need to use gold to make it? You must know that the cost will increase in this way."

Mr. Li San said disapprovingly: "Hey, isn't this a sample? Of course it should be gorgeous, it is impressive, and it is also conducive to our promotion."

Wang Anlin had always followed Li Zi's lead, but now he also put forward different opinions: "Junior Brother Li, since it is a sample, the specifications should be consistent and simplified as much as possible. You have designed twelve different styles of design, and each one is strange, so it would be difficult to make it?"

"And, and...this name is too weird."
Chapter completed!