I have nothing but luck

"Never mind, have you really thought about it?"

Xie Huan walked in from the courtyard gate, different from his usual posture of playing games in the world, drawing his sword and jumping his feet after Jiang Jingxing said a few words, he looked extremely dignified and majestic.

It's not about swaggering and paying attention to the dignified and majestic appearance of pretending, but the ordinary speech, the most ordinary posture reveals the majesty that he should be the master of this thousand-year-old city and the power in the southern region.

Xie Rongjiao said: "There is nothing to think about."

His simple and unmodified words are like the most basic action of drawing a sword and cutting straight. It is simple and straightforward, but it is indomitable and unshakable.

The two of them walked out of the small courtyard, towards the City Lord's Mansion, the entire Fengling City, and even the most conspicuous tower in the whole world.

When talking about high-rise buildings, the first thing that people think of is not the rumored high-rise building in Donghuangping City that can overlook the Haojing Palace, nor is it the high platform of the palace where the Zhou family boasted that "the stars can be picked by hand".

But in Fengling City, the tall buildings built by Fenghuang when he was alive. Seeing the high-rise Yunge in Fengling City rising from the ground, seeing the penniless young man growing up to the point where his palms are so complex that he can control the general trend of the world. It is a legend that has been eulogized and recited in the mouth for thousands of years without getting tired.

This tall building is exactly the same legend as Xie Li and Fengling City.

Xie Huan and Xie Rongjiao slowly climbed up the stairs.

When Xie Rongjiao almost suspected that he was going to walk up the stairs until dawn, maybe the drug lost its effect halfway, and when Jiang Jingxing woke up and fell short, his eyes suddenly became brighter and brightened.

There is only a guardrail at the top of the tall building to enclose a square space, and there are no other furnishings.

It is very inconsistent with the extravagant and romantic style of Xie's family in Fengling.

But when you really climb to the top of the tall building, you can appreciate the painstaking efforts of the original builders.

The candles lit by hundreds of millions of people in Kyushu at night merge into a bright river under their feet, and thousands of mountains form the undulating waves in the river. They are secretly magnificent, and there are countless rivers and lakes that are as big as endless and as small as a puddle under the feet. Sparkling and flashing, like white waves rising from the Milky Way.

Xie Rongjiao held his breath for a moment at such a beautiful and magnificent scenery.

With Kyushu as the scenery, those gold, silver, pearls, jade, and spiritual stone treasures are indeed too vulgar and cumbersome.

But Xie Rongjiao remembered what he came here for, and soon came back to his senses, and took out the soul lamp in his arms.

Xie Huan said again: "If you don't say goodbye, you have to think clearly. Once this matter is done, there is no room for maneuver."

Xie Rongjiao knows better than anyone else.

That day, the national teacher showed him Xie Li's horoscope, and said a lot after that.

For example, "Ji Huang said that you are carrying an ever-burning lamp, right or wrong. It is true that you have the most important wick of the ever-burning lamp on your body. But the ever-burning lamp made by Phoenix is ​​not comparable to the treasures of other three spirits. The body of the ever-burning lamp , is the tower of Fengling City."

After Xie Rongjiao climbed the tower today, he suddenly realized that the tower really looks like a lamp.

About Gaota, Fenghuang, and Xie Li, they are really too high, and people including the successive city lords of Fengling have never dared to regard it as a legend of guarding Kyushu, chewing it and bringing back Gan Gan, rather than the real deal A treasure that can be seen and touched, and that can arouse people's greed.

"I'll give you a random method. It's up to the prince to use it or not. More than 2000 years ago, the phoenix used its own essence and blood to make the wick of the eternal lamp. The energy of the Yu Mountain Range continued Xie Li's life.

The true blood of the phoenix and the ever-burning lamp are still there, so of course the son can do the same. "

What kind of precious treasure is Phoenix True Blood?

With it in the body, it is enough to pull ordinary people with mediocre aptitude into great practitioners who can shake the wind and clouds, and directly lift practitioners with fair aptitude to the unattainable realm of heaven and man.

Even if it is to escape the holy realm of heaven and earth, having it can give you another life.

The preciousness of the Phoenix's true blood is enough to turn the former life-and-death friends against each other, and make the most filial son change his face and turn his face into a new one, turning swords against his parents.

With Xie Rongjiao's talent, with the true blood of the phoenix in his body, even if he eats and waits to die every day without practicing, reaching the holy land is just a matter of counting the time.

Go with the flow, it will come naturally.

It's not even possible to touch the threshold of ascension that has been stuck for thousands of years.

That's why the national teacher said, "Whether the prince uses it or not is a matter for the prince."

The soul lamp that Jiang Jingxing lacked was already in the hands of the two of them. It stands to reason that no one in the world could take it from Jiang Jingxing's hands abruptly.

Xie Rongjiao calmly listened to the teacher's last word, got up calmly, and calmly bowed to the teacher to express his gratitude.

He had already made a decision when the national teacher was speaking, without any hesitation or struggle, it was too much to even weigh the pros and cons, his mind was as calm as water, and he was naturally calm.

Xie Rongjiao's mood was as stable as the day he heard the national teacher say something: "Father, I never thought about it."

Because I know what I want, what I value, and how small a few drops of Phoenix true blood are, so I don't have to think about it.

Xie Huan had expected that he would say this.

While thinking about how to beat Jiang Jingxing when he went back, he said, "It's your business not to say goodbye to your determination, I have to ask what I have to ask."

In just two words from Xie Huan, Xie Rongjiao had already forced the Phoenix True Blood out of his body.

When he climbed to the top of this tall building, he felt a very strange and mysterious feeling in his heart.

It's like holding the city's 2000-year-old veins like a leaf in the palm of your hand. Every pattern can't be clearly distinguished, and you can clearly understand all the past and history of Fengling City.

Xie Rongjiao knew the method of forcing out the phoenix true blood in his body without a teacher, and lighting the wick of the ever-bright lamp.

Now that he knows the method, Xie Rongjiao will not hesitate.

After all, Jiang Jingxing didn't know how to pass out drunk in the small courtyard, and no one could guarantee how long the so-called enchanted medicine provided by Xie Ronghua would last on a saint.

Xie Huan looked at the phoenix true blood that was still dancing in the shape of a phoenix bird in Xie Rongjiao's hand, which was as bright as the morning glow and the sun, worried about his instincts, and couldn't help but said for the third time: "No excuses, the precious phoenix true blood is precious , for ordinary people, it can help them practice and prolong their life, which is incomparable."

But Xie Rongjiao is different.

"But it's different not to dismiss you.

You are the one chosen by the Phoenix to inherit the Phoenix Qi. "

Xie Rongjiao also heard this part from the mouth of the national teacher who generously sent the news.

Among the four spirits, Phoenix died the latest, so he saw the most about the future of Kyushu.

It is inevitable to see the precarious future of Kyushu.

Phoenix was unwilling to let the Kyushu, which he swore to guard, fall into such a state, and personally set up a formation for his future burial site, so that the aura in Fenghuang would remain, and he only waited for the right time to choose the man of destiny to inherit the aura of Phoenix.

Xie Rongjiao is the man of destiny.

When he got the Phoenix Qi Machine, he got the Phoenix by the way. Fearing that the man of destiny would not grow up fast enough, he thoughtfully bought one get one free Phoenix true blood, and the wick fire of the ever-burning lamp.

Its utility is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

"If the true blood of the Phoenix is ​​still in your body, you will definitely become a saint within three years. Who will be able to snatch his soul lamp from you and Jiang Jingxing by then?"

After taking out the phoenix true blood, Xie Rongjiao's expression became visible to the naked eye, and he could go and compare it with the rice paper which was paler and cleaner.

He was in a good mood, and he still had time to ask Xie Huan seriously: "What if I accidentally drop it?"

Xie Huan had a toothache.

With the way you are fascinated by Jiang Jingxing, I am afraid that you have to be careful when touching the soul lamp. Who believes that you will accidentally break the soul lamp?

He looked at Xie Rongjiao's weak appearance just after taking out the Phoenix's true blood, and finally gave up the idea of ​​beating up this unfilial and rebellious son who has no father-son affection.

He just said with a look of indescribable words: "Then you might as well say that it's a little more reliable for the two of you to break up halfway."

For a person who only God knows if they can go through life hand in hand smoothly.

For a river and mountain that is ruined like catkins, and the human feelings may not be so true, kind and beautiful.

Giving up the holy land that was handed to him, and even giving up the promising ascension path in the future.

"As you said, Dad, I don't have the true blood of the phoenix. I still have the phoenix energy, the Zhenjiang mountain, the Haoran sword, and my own talent. The holy land is a matter of time, maybe I can still be sanctified in three years."

Under the illumination of Phoenix's true blood, Xie Rongjiao's expression was very pious.

He was proud but showed a pious expression, jumping on his browbones and into his eyes, as if shining brighter than the phoenix blood in his palm: "The legacy of the true blood of the phoenix is ​​enough for me. But I There is only one person who loves deeply, and there is only one mountain and river in Kyushu."

"Which is more important, there is no need to say more."

Speaking of Xie Rongjiao, Xie Huan, who was completely ignorant and reluctant to speak, also had no intention of handing him a step for Xie Huan to talk, and walked straight to the center of the high platform.

Facing the sound of the wind, Zhenjiang Mountain unsheathed sadly!

Under the light of the sword, the pattern on the high platform fully displayed its entire appearance, like a lotus with multiple petals unfolding petal by petal, with a bottomless gap gradually appearing in the middle.

Xie Rongjiao Zhen Jiangshan back to the sheath.

He held the true blood of the phoenix in one hand and the soul lamp in the other. Then he carefully squeezed out a wisp of dancing light from the soul lamp and placed it in the blood of the phoenix.

The two blend quickly.

The blood of the phoenix drew a streak of light in the air like a flying star: "From now on, the true blood of the phoenix will be the guide, and the ever-burning lamps will be on the formation. Like the rebirth of the phoenix, the mountains and rivers in the southern region will increase again, and there will be more barriers in the Kyushu."

And Jiang Jingxing, unless it is the five declines of heaven and man under the cycle of heaven and man, from then on the spirit is the same as the mountains and rivers, and they are connected as one.Everlasting.

There is no weakness in the world that he can't restrain himself from displaying.

The streamer was submerged in the black hole, and the formation was closed, as if it had never appeared before.

Xie Rongjiao's words were blown in the wind, flying to thousands of households, to the top of the mountain closest to the sky in the northernmost part of Kyushu, to the river flowing into the South China Sea in the southernmost part of Kyushu: "I think Master is doing well, and I want Kyushu to be doing well. Both are the things I want the most.”

"Whether I have Phoenix true blood or not, I can go to the Holy Realm, and the time may not be so early or late."

"So worth it."

Xie Rongjiao said exactly the same words to the national teacher.

What the national teacher said was exactly the same as what Xie Huan said now: "If you think it's right, if you don't regret it, just do it."

It was the first time that the national teacher replaced the polite and unfamiliar title of the eldest son, and called him "don't say goodbye"

Xie Rongjiao suddenly realized that he was supposed to be a junior who was very close to the national teacher.

It's a pity that the national teacher has given up too much for the first few decades in his life. There is no junior who can call a nickname with three-point intimacy, no confidant who can pat the shoulders and laugh and tell his heartfelt heart after drinking, and no heart-to-heart that is enough to pledge each other lovers.

Only outside the mask, no one can see through, and he can't help but stay away from him three points, but inside the mask is himself who is about to die alone, the empire that is fading to the west, and the yellow and fragile dreams of childhood that can be easily crushed under the wheel of time.

The difference is that Xie Huan, who reacted to his cutting first and then playing, added an extra sentence angrily:

"No! Just be a big-headed ghost! You can do it without saying a word!"

Sure enough, he owed Jiang an untold amount of money in his previous life, right?