After a lot of hard work, I was finally promoted to the top ten of the 18th Summit. However, the results of this hard work do not seem so important now.
In the subsequent ranking competition, Li Yuchen directly chose to give up. The master of Ghost Spirit Peak also agreed with his approach. For the master of Ghost Spirit Peak, the most important thing was the quota to enter Han Ling's secret book. Other rewards were insignificant.
"Yu Chen, I give this flying fragment to you. Try it and see if you can practice it and help your master! As long as you have the power of flying, you can be invincible even against a real exorcist. Land!" In front of a spacious mausoleum, the master of Ghost Spirit Peak took out the flying fragment from the storage ring and handed it to Li Yuchen with a serious look on his face.
"Flying fragment?" Li Yuchen took the fragment with some doubts, his hands were cold, as if he were touching the smooth feathers of some kind of flying spirit beast.
"..Wings, travel across the world, travel thousands of miles, and escape death." Li Yuchen slowly unfolded the scroll, and a row of fourteen small characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared first. In front of the two characters "wings", there were two other characters. Erased writing.
As the scroll was fully unfolded, a pair of breathtaking wings appeared in front of him like a bloody sunset. At the first sight, Li Yuchen's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but fall in love with it. His fingertips lightly touched the vivid and vivid wings. With the wing pattern, a cold and soft feeling comes, and it feels extremely comfortable.
"Master, why do I have a feeling that this wing pattern is like a real pair of wings?" Li Yuchen frowned and raised his head in confusion.
"Zhizhi...!"
The master of Ghost Spirit Peak slowly shook his head and said that he didn't know. The blood owl who had been standing on Li Yuchen's left shoulder as if he was dozing off had his feathers standing on end, and his small eyes shot out two penetrating gazes. Staring at the pair of wings on the scroll, he kept whining.
Li Yuchen heard a deep sadness in the blood owl's cry, as if it was using its cry to pay homage to a deceased relative.
"Xiao Xue, what's wrong with you?" Li Yuchen patted the blood owl's little head with great confusion and comforted him with some heartache.
The blood owl spread its wings and hovered from Li Yuchen's shoulders. Its wings were spread out, and they were 90% similar to the red wing pattern on the scroll. The only difference was that the color of the blood owl was very light, and the pattern of the wings on the scroll was very light. The color is extremely bright, as if it was painted with blood.
Li Yuchen was not stupid, but very smart. After thinking about it, he roughly guessed what it was. He looked carefully at the blood owl's wings and then looked at the pattern on the scroll, and then he showed a clear look.
"Yuchen, is there any connection between your spiritual pet and the flying fragments?" The master of Ghost Spirit Peak also reacted instantly, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his face suddenly filled with intense joy. He had just obtained it when he was young. When I found this fragment, because the second half of the cultivation method was missing, I tried many methods but could not get started, so I kept this fragment until now.
"I think it's possible." Li Yuchen nodded, and with a move of his right hand, the blood owl hovering in the air swooped down and landed on his palm.
"Xiao Xue, is this the wing pattern of your kind?" Li Yuchen looked at the blood owl, shook the scroll pattern in his hand and asked softly.
"Squeak." The blood owl wailed softly, and nodded his head with a sad look in his eyes.
"Really? Xiaoxue, I want to practice this flying skill. Is there any way you can do it?" Li Yuchen's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. After opening the scroll to the wing pattern, there was an obvious tear mark. The cultivation method was missing.
Without the method of cultivation, it is impossible to cultivate at all.
"Squeak..." The blood owl screamed again, its ferocious little eyes full of sadness. It raised its head and glanced at Li Yuchen, and a tear fell down and landed on the wing pattern of the scroll.
"Woo..." The blood-red wings on the scroll let out a mournful cry and trembled slightly at the moment when the Blood Owl's tears fell on them. Li Yuchen was so frightened that he shook his hands and almost dropped the scroll to the ground.
The scroll that had been unresponsive for decades, no matter what method was used, unexpectedly moved. The master of Ghost Spirit Peak was instantly overjoyed and stared at the gently trembling scroll in Li Yuchen's hand, fearing that it would return to its previous appearance in the blink of an eye.
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"Little blood..." Li Yuchen felt a pain in his heart. He was connected with the blood owl. He felt the sadness that the blood owl exuded. Li Yuchen gently stroked the blood owl's little head and rubbed it gently with his angular chin.
Called softly.
"Zhizhi..." Xue Xiao raised his head, met Li Yuchen's gaze, and gently rubbed his handsome face, as if to tell him not to worry, it was fine.
"Xiao Xue, you still have me!" Li Yuchen smiled softly and looked at Xue Xiao warmly. Although his voice was soft, it was extremely firm.
"Squeak..." The blood owl took a deep look at Li Yuchen, spread its wings, and let out a loud cry. Suddenly, it made a move that shocked Li Yuchen and the master of Ghost Spirit Peak.
Its body flipped in the air, and its sharp claws stabbed into its heart.
A drop of heart essence blood slowly overflowed from the wound and landed on the blood-red wings pattern on the scroll.
"Little blood!" Li Yuchen felt his heart twitching heavily, feeling extremely distressed. The blood owl looked at Li Yuchen softly, as if smiling, and suddenly fell from the air in an extremely weak manner. Li Yuchen opened his hands and carefully lifted it
Holding it in the palm of your hand is like holding a treasure.