I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

【Am I recovered? 】

Shen Li was surprised and happy.

She took on human form.

Perhaps in less than an hour, she had recovered more than 50%.

Mo Fang was seriously injured by that move, but I didn't expect him to recover so quickly.

Thinking of this, Shen Li wanted to shout out loud.

It looked like she would be able to move freely soon.

Looking at the light green, shiny clothes on her body, she couldn't help but sigh at her own ease.

I met someone as kind-hearted as Xinghan.

She touched the fabric gently, wondering what kind of spiritual power it was, but when she probed with her fingers, she found nothing.

This is nothing ordinary.

Even she had never seen it.

strangeness.

Shen Li couldn't help but think that this might be an object infused with this person's special magical power.

[This mortal cultivator has quite good magical power. Given time, he will surely achieve great success.]

At this time, the mortal cultivators were doing manual work in the yard with the ancient gods.

A yard full of wood, bamboo, paper, feathers, stones, etc.

Therefore, although he heard Shen Li's thoughts, Xinghan did not pay attention to the movements in the room.

He estimated that no matter how strong Shen Li was, it would take half a day to recover.

Earlier, Xinghan left the room while Shen Li was asleep. He had a lot of things to do.

When he watched "Traveling with the Phoenix" for the first time, he felt a regret in his heart.

Now, having come to this world, he can finally help the author make up for this regret.

Thinking of this, Xinghan speeded up the work at hand.

Xingyun sat next to him, with a puzzled look on his face and a strong reluctance in his voice, "Elder, are you sure?"

"That's right! That's right, speed up."

After a while, Shen Li should wake up.

All these things need to be done before she wakes up.

As he thought of this, he lost control of the force of the knife in his hand and cut his palm. The blood instantly stained the bamboo slip, turning it red.

Shen Li in the room looked out from the crack of the window and saw Xinghan hurting himself from a distance. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "These mortals spend all day doing boring things and wasting their time."

After sitting for a while, Shen Li felt a little tired and fell into a deep sleep again.

Outside the yard, two men were doing manual work without any hesitation.

Xinghan didn't care about the wound on his hand. He kept silent and focused on his imagination.

After a while, a small house in red and yellow colors appeared in the yard.

"What is this?" Xingyun asked.

"Jade-like buildings and jade palaces," said Xinghan.

"What's it for?" Xingyun frowned, "Isn't it for that pheasant to live in?"

"Ah? Didn't I tell you she's a fairy?"

"Elder, are you a little too concerned about Kekeda?" Xingyun pursed his lips, seeming a little jealous.

Xinghan specially built a small and exquisite palace for Shen Li as her residence.

The pavilion is built with rare jade and wood, and the interior decoration is luxurious and exquisite.

There is a rest area, entertainment area and observation deck, allowing Shen Li to enjoy a comfortable life.

Moreover, a dressing table was specially prepared for Shen Li.

Xinghan certainly knew that she preferred weapons to red dresses, but he also hoped that after she turned into a phoenix, she could live more freely and as she pleased.

"What is this?" Xingyun asked, pointing at a warm stone.

"Oh? This? This is a bed!" Xinghan specially prepared a luxurious pet bed for Shen Li, covered with a soft fluffy blanket.

"What about this?" Xingyun picked up a small piece of clothing.

"These are her clothes." Xinghan replied.

“Do chickens need clothes?”

"Yun'er, she's not a chicken!"

Xingyun's eyes revealed deep helplessness. He shook his head and continued with the work at hand.

After preparing all the necessary items, Xinghan was in trouble.

"Elder, do you have any troubles?" Xingyun followed behind Xinghan and asked respectfully.

Xinghan pondered for a moment, picked up a few small beds, handed them to Xingyun, and asked, "Touch them."

"What? Why do you do this?" Xingyun was very confused.

"Just do as you are told."

Xingyun touched them one by one, then lowered his arms.

“Which is the softest?”

Xingyun pointed at the one in the middle.

"Is this soft?" Xinghan touched it and felt it was also very hard.

"Not soft."

"So you still say this is the softest?"

"Elder, these are all equally hard. You asked me which is the softest, and I chose the style I like best."

"Then which one do you think girls will like? A dashing and heroic girl!"

"do not know."

"Okay, I'll be back soon." Xinghan touched a few small beds again. It seemed that the bed boards were very hard. If Teacher Zhao, no, Shen Li lived on them, she would probably find it uncomfortable.

How can this work?

Thinking of this, Xinghan decided to go out and find some soft feathers to make a few down quilts.

It's a pity that I don't know if there are any silkworm breeders nearby. If I can find one, the silk quilt will definitely be more comfortable and warm. Xinghan thought so in his heart and embarked on a journey to find feathers and silkworm breeders.

He passed through the lush forest and crossed the gurgling stream, carefully observing the movements around him. Occasionally, a bird flew over the treetops, dropping soft feathers, which Xinghan carefully picked up and put into the cloth bag he carried with him.

In this way, Xinghan traveled to many places and collected a lot of feathers. But he still missed the silk quilt in his heart, wondering if there was anyone raising silkworms nearby. So he asked the villagers on the roadside if anyone knew the whereabouts of the silkworm breeder.

When the villagers heard Xinghan's question, they all shook their heads and said they didn't know. But one of the old men told Xinghan that there seemed to be a small hidden village deep in the mountains, where the people were good at raising silkworms and weaving silk. The old man even drew a simple map to guide Xinghan there.

Xinghan was very happy after getting the map, but this place was far away from Xingyun Courtyard, so he had to give up for the time being.

Xinghan walked along the way, looking for feathers.

However, although Xinghan has collected a lot of feathers, it is still short of the amount needed to make down quilts.

Xinghan was secretly hoping to encounter a pheasant so that he could borrow a few feathers from it. Although the process might not be easy, it could certainly be done by force.

But unfortunately, after walking for more than half an hour, we didn't see a single pheasant.

Just when I was getting anxious, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

A beautiful white bird came into his sight.

"That's great. After searching everywhere for something, I finally found it without any effort." When Xinghan whispered this, he felt the bird glanced at him.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but Xinghan always felt that his thoughts were seen through by this bird.

But what can he do? For the Bi Cang King Shen Li, a powerful tree, it is not a big deal for him to catch a bird and offer it to him. What's more, he really likes Shen Li played by Mr. Zhao.

"Okay, I'll catch it." Xinghan made up his mind secretly.

"Chirp——" the bird let out a long cry and flapped its wings and flew over.