Hun Xiaotian looked in the direction of Chaimen and asked in a low voice, but the answer he received was still so dark and silent.
The rolling mountains look like dormant giant beasts. A few birds in the woods got up in fright, flapped their wings and flew into the distance. The small mountain villages in the mountains looked very quiet.
Ouch~
There was a howl of an animal from deep in the mountain, and several dogs barked in the originally quiet village, and several oil lamps were lit up.
At the end of Qinglian Village, there lived a family. At this time, the lights were lit in the house. The man who looked like a villager sat up from the bed. He looked at the mountains outside the window, his eyes full of doubts.
"Master, was that voice just now a wolf?"
The woman put on her clothes and sat up. She was looking at him worriedly. Next to her, there was a little girl with red cheeks sleeping soundly.
The man was not sure: "It sounds a bit similar, but it seems to be far away from us. It should be fine!"
The woman also comforted herself and said, "Yes, we haven't seen wild beasts here for a long time."
Those howls made Hun Xiaotian feel a little uneasy. He had lived in the mountains since he was a child and knew the lions and wolves very well. It was impossible for them to move close to humans. Something seemed to have happened in the mountains.
Everything becomes different.
By this time, his high fever had subsided and his vision had recovered. He could move his hands and feet. Although they were still very sore, he could barely move.
He moved his legs off the wooden bed and stood up holding on to the edge of the bed, in front of the wooden window.
Squeak, open the wooden window, a ray of moonlight is sprinkled on the face, and the mountain breeze with the fragrance of lotus blows in the face. Two chickens and ducks cooing from below the wooden window. Below the woodshed is the chicken coop.
A windmill was spinning quietly under the moonlight, sending out ripples of light. Opposite it, a pool of lotus flowers bloomed beautifully.
Is this home?
Hun Xiaotian's fingertips moved slightly, and the tip of his nose felt a little sore. If it hadn't been for those people, the little bamboo house that sister Ning'er and I had would have been so beautiful!
There were two "dong-dong" sounds, and someone knocked on the firewood door!
Hun Xiaotian was stunned. Is this? Are you looking for him? Who would know that he is here? Could it be Ning'er?
Regardless of the pain on his body, he rushed towards the wooden door and opened it. The person who appeared in front of him made him stand on the spot.
"How could it be you?"
"Amitabha" is a poor monk.
The person who came was actually Monk Han Kong who had taken action against Hun Ming at that time.
Hun Xiaotian took two steps back, and his face that had been looking forward to it a moment ago suddenly turned to astonishment.
"Are you here to kill me?"
Master Han Kong looked into his eyes and slowly said, "No, I'm here to help you take revenge."
"Help me take revenge?"
"That's right, I'll help you get revenge." Master Han Kong slowly walked into the room, but Hun Xiaotian followed his movements and involuntarily retreated to the bedside.
The man took off his clothes, carefully rolled them up, and stuffed them into the monk's robe. Then he slowly sat down cross-legged facing Hun Xiaotian, and then he threw it hard, and a black utensil came out.
rolled to his feet.
After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a chopstick-long pestle.
Then he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said, "You, do it!"
Hun Xiaotian's mouth was half open, and he was stunned on the spot as if he was confused. He didn't understand his intention. Is this his plan? Impossible. With his cultivation level, if he wanted to kill himself, there would be no need to do anything extra.
Full of doubts, he stared at the Demon-Conquering Pestle at his feet and did not move to pick it up for a long time.
Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, the man sighed deeply and said: "I can't escape the blame for the death of your grandpa and your grandfather. If you want to take revenge, do it now!"
Hun Xiaotian had mixed feelings in his heart. He thought about avenging Mr. E and Mr. E, but he didn't expect to be in such a situation today. He thought of the golden tripod that exuded the power of the sky, and he secretly clenched his fists, but
Thinking of my grandfather's last words, I slowly relaxed.
Immediately, he bit his lower lip and bit into the flesh with his teeth.
"My father's death is indeed related to you, but I don't want to kill you now, so you can leave!"
Master Han Kong slowly opened his eyes, with a painful look on his face, and said, "Little donor, you are really kind-hearted!"
"That day, the soul donor scolded me, which was like a wake-up call to me, but I hurt both of them because of my obsession. If you kill me now, you will be atonement for the poor monk!"
Seeing his sincere look, Hun Xiaotian looked very disappointed, and his hatred for him gradually faded away.
"My father-in-law told me before he died to let me forget my hatred. Although I don't know why my father-in-law said this, I really don't want to kill you now!"
Master Fakong sighed after hearing this: "Hey, old donor Hun is also living a lonely life!"
"In that case, if you have anything to ask me or need, I will help you in any way I can!"
Hun Xiaotian thought for a while and said: "I don't need your help, I just want to ask you a few questions."
"Little donor, please tell me."
"Great monk, can you tell me what happened to the golden figure that appeared in Hades?"
"this……"
Master Han Kong's eyes were confused and he fell into deep thought. After a long time, he sighed: "Hey, this matter is a long story. You were seriously injured. I have a pill here for you to take first and heal yourself properly.
Listen to me tell you in detail."
After taking the pill from the man's hand, he didn't hesitate and drank it with his mouth open. With his cultivation level, if he wanted to harm himself, there was no need to do anything unnecessary.
The pill melted in the mouth, and the medicine went down into the lower abdomen. A cold feeling spread in the body, very comfortable, and slowly turned into warmth. The seven meridians and eight meridians were like a long drought and a sweet rain, one by one.
They were all filled up, and the broken ribs were slightly itchy, and they obviously healed quickly. He had never seen this kind of elixir before, so he thought it was not an ordinary product.
Seeing that his expression improved, Master Han Kong also slowly spoke: "The story of your grandfather begins when he was young..."
"Yes, this incident was also a sensation back then! Back then, your grandfather was traveling around the world. On this day, he passed through the green wilderness of the Far North and rescued a baby bird from the talons of a goshawk!
"
Slowly, Hun Xiaotian's thoughts followed Master Han Kong back to that past event.
…
Chirp ~ Chirp ~
"Hey, little bird! Why are you still following me? Go home!"
Tweet~
After turning several hills, the little bird was still following the man.
"Hey! It's raining so hard, why don't you go home?"
The man opened the door of the ruined temple, and the wet bird immediately flew in.
"Hey! I said, are you relying on me?"
Tweet~
For several days in a row, the green bird followed him. The man changed places several times, but no matter how dangerous it was, the bird always followed him.
As time went by, he discovered that the bird was very human.
"Who wants to eat your bugs? I will eat the steamed buns!"
Soon after, the man noticed changes in the bird's body.
"Hey, little bird, what happened to your feathers?"
The man noticed that the bluebird on his shoulder had several golden tail wings.
The flying bird heard the man's surprise and jumped happily on his shoulder.
"Forget it, since you insist on following me, then I will help you raise it and then stew it for you."
"Hey, you dare to peck me..."
"Okay, since you insist on following me, let me give you a name! Well! Your voice is gentle and pleasant, so let's call you Wanyin! Okay?"
Chirp, chirp! The little bird actually nodded happily.
"Well, since you are so wise, I will search all the spiritual roots and herbs in the world to help you become a spirit."
A few years later, your grandfather finished his travels and brought it back to the barbaric realm.
"Wanyin, look, this is Baocui Mountain in our Barbarian Territory. It is the largest tree in our Barbarian Territory. You will definitely like it."
Chirp, chirp!
The blue bird flew happily around the giant tree.
In this way, one person and one bird lived in seclusion on Baocui Mountain for several decades.
One day, the blue bird changed dramatically after eating a spiritual grass brought back by your grandfather.
"You...you...who are you?"
The woman with long golden hair in front of him stunned him!
"Me?...I am your Wanyin!"
A woman with a golden body and a delicate face stood in front of him.
"Wan...wanyin?" The man opened his mouth.
"No...it's impossible!"
"Hey, don't run away!"
…
Then, they stayed together day and night, falling in love for a long time, and soon the woman became pregnant. However, the good times did not last long, and one day, the news came to Binggu.
"Bing Gu? It's them again?" Hun Xiaotian asked.
"That's right, it's Binggu."
Baitou Mountain, Chengde Hall.
"Third Elder, the golden bird you have been waiting for has appeared."
"That's true." The man stood up from his chair.
"really."
"Where is Jinluan now?"
"Barbarian territory, Baocui Mountain."
The man was extremely surprised and said, "Go and invite my senior brother!"
Many days later, on Baocui Mountain, Wanyin gave birth to a baby boy. The couple was in joy, but they did not know that they were surrounded by the four elders of "Tongtian Bogu" in Binggu.
After several fights, your grandfather was quickly defeated.
"Wanyin, leave quickly!"
But no matter how hysterical the man screamed, she was unwilling to abandon her child and never left.
It was hard for him to fight with his four fists, and he had to take care of a newborn baby. It was difficult to resist him. In the end, the golden bird was caught, and your grandfather was beaten to bruises and fell into a coma.
"What is the origin of the yellow bird?"
Han Kong sighed and said: "The yellow bird's name is Qingluan, and it is also an ancient alien species. It is recorded in the book of gods and demons that the golden luan bird was originally the servant bird of the phoenix, and the phoenix ate its body first when it wanted to reach nirvana."
"Come to think of it, that phoenix isn't a good thing either!"
The Qingluan bird has a trace of ancient blood in its body, but it is not strong. It has the highest spiritual intelligence among birds. If the "Qingluan" wants to evolve into a "Golden Luan", it is only possible to select one out of ten thousand.
Later, what happened next?
"later……"
Master Han Kong showed a very painful expression.
"Master, just tell me!"
"The four elders of Binggu didn't kill your grandfather. They went deep into the barbaric realm and didn't fully understand the details of the barbaric realm. After they succeeded, they left in a hurry and fled back to Binggu."
"Later, they put the golden bird into the Chengde Furnace. This Chengde Furnace is an ancient treasure and a treasure of the Soldier Valley. This furnace can burn out the consciousness in the soul of the spirit beast, leaving only the fighting instinct of the spirit beast."
"What...what?" Hun Xiaotian realized something was wrong.
"In the flames of the Chengde Furnace, ordinary spiritual beasts can only persist for seven or eight days. Either their souls will be destroyed, or their desire for survival will be strong, and their fighting spirit will be preserved, fused with iron tools, and become a weapon."
"The golden bird's desire to survive was so strong that it actually persisted in the Chengde furnace for seventy-seven forty-nine days without dying.
"Ouyang Bo was afraid that something would happen if he persisted, so he forcibly merged her consciousness with a very rare cold gold."
"This is the world-famous "Golden Bird Feather". In this way, the most beautiful creature in the world has become the most cold-blooded murder weapon."
Pa~
The crossbar on the eaves of the bed was unexpectedly broken off by Hun Xiaotian.
"Bing-gu!"
A pair of steel teeth were bitten together by him.
"Hey, when your grandfather found out, he was extremely sad. After that, he sneaked into the Soldier Valley several times, but he returned without success every time."
"No wonder, no wonder Mr. Er never mentions grandma." This chapter has been completed!
