Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

The golden crow sets in the west, and the clouds in the sky burn into gradient colors.

Chen Jia sat outside the palace, speechless at the gorgeous sunset.

The camellia tree swayed gently, making rustling sounds, as if trying to attract its owner's attention.

"What does this smell like—"

Chen Jia frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the wind. The distant sky seemed to have a hole opened up, and a distorted chaotic color could be vaguely seen.

A ball of gold fell from the narrow opening, and the opening suddenly closed. The ball of gold streaked across the sky and headed straight towards her.

The speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, Chen Jia saw that the golden ball had already reached the sky above the courtyard, fell straight down, and hit the top of the camellia tree.

oops--

The camellia tree let out a heart-wrenching cry that only it could hear.

The huge and lush crown of the camellia tree could not stop it from falling at a high speed, smashing through the crown and creating a huge deep pit in the ground.

The camellia tree, whose roots were suddenly exposed, felt its toes go cold. It looked at the roots that were affected with heartache. They looked rotten and were no longer under its control.

With lingering fear, it curled up its well-developed root system and retreated deeper into the soil.

"It's Little Golden Crow..."

Chen Jia lifted the hem of her elaborate skirt and walked to the edge of the pit, taking a look inside.

The little golden crow was wrapped in a halo so dim that it was almost invisible. Its three little legs were drooping and its usually gorgeous wings were in disarray.

In short, it was a very miserable sight.

Seeing that its master was frowning, the camellia tree tactfully stretched out a root to pull the little golden crow out of the pit, picked it up by one of its legs, held it upside down in front of Chen Jia, and shook it.

Little Golden Crow's chest rose and fell slightly, and he did not get angry at what happened, which showed that he had really fainted.

The camellia tree shook its leaves a few more times with evil intentions, and the leaves rustled.

"Well, when will the cycle of revenge end?"

Chen Jia hurriedly stopped it. Given the little golden crow's vengeful temper, if it knew what had happened to him, all the dense leaves on this side of the camellia tree would probably be burned off by it!

The camellia tree thought about the leaves it had grown with great difficulty, and chose to be generous and let them go!

Chen Jia took the little golden crow. The little golden crow's tail feathers trembled for a moment, and it subconsciously curled up its miserable body and tried to nestle in her palm.

A wisp of black gas emerged from the little golden crow's chest and tentatively pounced on the other lively person.

Chen Jia's forehead felt hot, and the symbol symbolizing the moon appeared. A deep blue light shot out, annihilating the emerging black air.

The remaining black air lurked in the Golden Crow's chest, eager to take advantage of the man's vitality, but it did not dare to come out.

"So this is what caused your injury?"

Chen Jia made sure that she was not dazzled, and reached out to touch Little Golden Crow's chest. The black mist exuded a very ominous aura, and it also had tangible malice.

As soon as Chen Jia stretched out her hand, it couldn't wait to wrap around her fingertips, licking the pure white fragrance and rolling around in it.

The gray mist stopped drying up and immediately emerged from Chen Jia's body, strangling the black air that had been entangled with her without knowing the limits!

Hey, you shameless thing!

If an ordinary person were entangled by this malicious black energy, it would be enough to pollute his mind and breed inner demons.

But Chen Jia had been doubly protected at some point, so she only felt the chill for a moment, and nothing happened afterwards.

The little golden crow, from whom half of the black air had disappeared, stretched out its wings and legs, then fell limply into the palm of his hand, still not waking up.

Chen Jia looked at it over and over again, but did not trigger the black gas to emerge.

It seems that he won’t come out.

I will ask him tomorrow how to remove the black energy from the little golden crow. Chen Jia doesn't dare to act rashly, in case it aggravates its injuries.

For three consecutive days, Chen Jia went to Tai'a Peak but couldn't find anyone. It was as if he had disappeared. There was no trace of him returning, and no words.

"That's strange, I don't see anyone!"

Chen Jia had no choice but to go back home.

If you can't contact the man in green robe, then contact Bai Yu of Yingxing. The little Golden Crow has not awakened yet. Perhaps the elders of Yingxing know a way to save it.

Seeing the little Golden Crow sleeping in the flower basket woven by Qianxing Liutang, Bai Yu was shocked. Although his expression was serious, the twitching corners of his eyes revealed his inner unrest.

This is too - outrageous!

Bai Yu didn't know who was being presumptuous, so he moved his numb legs, walked in front of Xiao Jinwu, and carefully examined the situation.

"Hiss..." Bai Yu's face was heavy, "The situation is a bit complicated..."

His eyes revealed understanding, and he was obviously aware of this scene, and may have seen such a situation before, but he said nothing, only: "I know how to save it, but do you want to save it?"

Ok?

Chen Jia looked at him, "Does this have anything to do with me?" She didn't understand what he meant.

Bai Yu: "If you take action, you can save him!"

If I take action, I will only delay the death.

"Then save it." She reached out and fished out the little golden crow. "What do you need me to do?"

Bai Yu definitely wanted to save him, but he was not a bad person, so he felt it necessary to tell the other party the truth.

"If you want to save it, you must exorcise the dark energy lurking in its body. In the process, the dark energy will also damage your essence..."

There was no need for Bai Yu to explain what the consequences would be if a cultivator damaged his origin, as Chen Jia also understood this.

The power of the Golden Crow could originally burn away all the evil in the world, but now, its power is far less than before - it has become so weak that it has regressed to its infancy!

If this continues, it won't be long before our fall.

Chen Jia stroked the Golden Crow's tail feathers, which made Bai Yu's eyelids twitch. He wanted to open his mouth to stop it but was afraid of revealing too much, so he had to lower his head to prevent himself from suddenly snatching the Golden Crow away.

"There is no time to lose. Elder Bai Yu, please teach me what to do." Chen Jia made the choice without much consideration. Her weary eyes said it all.

As her practice improved, she became more and more pure-hearted and free from desires.

In this world, there are fewer and fewer people or things that can tie her down. Chen Kui's fate has changed and will never go back to the original path.

For her, the only purpose of her waiting during these long years was to seek an opportunity for liberation.

Since you have never thought about the immortality of the Tao, whether the origin is damaged or not will not affect the achievement of the final goal.

"Lord Taiyin makes us ashamed!" Bai Yu felt that Taiyin had a demeanor that ordinary people could not match, which made him convinced.

Bai Yu taught in great detail, and Chen Jia studied seriously. The two hit it off immediately, and Chen Jia quickly learned this new, more complex and varied formation.

A silver-white formation diagram lit up beneath Chen Jia and Jin Wu, causing black gas to emerge from Jin Wu's body.

As more black gas dissipated, the symbol on Chen Jia's forehead became brighter and hotter... The rolling black gas gradually subsided and became lighter and lighter.

The strength in Chen Jia's body was also exhausted, and it was inevitable that some of his vitality was devoured by the black air. This is the so-called origin.

Chen Jia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly and put the Golden Crow, whose feathers had regained their luster, back to where it slept.