Xianzun, your spirit bird is gone

Shi Xueshu thought about it for a long time, but she didn't realize that any friend of hers could give her such a divine bird.

Although his eyes can't see clearly, but his spiritual sense can probably recognize that this bird is very similar to the legendary beast that only the immortals in the upper realm can control - the Chongming bird.

According to legend, the Chongming Bird is as famous as the Phoenix and the Golden Crow. It has double pupils and fire feathers. Its cry can disperse all evil spirits, and all beasts are afraid. Although tears do not have a strong healing ability like the Phoenix, but because of the double pupils, they can It cures all eye diseases, but it seems to have some side effects.

But these are all legends. No one has ever seen the Chongming Bird, just like no one has actually seen a phoenix. Naturally, this bird cannot be the real Chongming Bird. A foreign land thousands of miles away.

It’s just that this bird looks really good-looking. Even if Shi Xueshu can only “see” four or five points clearly, she still feels that it is not too different from a phoenix. Divided into the demeanor of the ancient divine bird.

"I'll tell you to be Ming." Shi Xueshu thought for a while, put the bird back on the fire jade, and said softly, "May you really be like a divine bird, soar up as soon as possible and don't stay in my filthy place for too long."

Chongming called softly, with a nice thin voice, as if he was replying to Shi Xueshu, I like this name very much.

"I'll just assume you like this name." Shi Xueshu held up the fire jade, and walked into the room with his sleeves lightly fluttering. When he came to a table by the window, he put Chongming and the fire jade on the table, and took away the original Porcelain vase on top, "You stay here."

Then he opened the kit containing the bean food and placed it next to it: "Eat this when you are hungry, top-grade bean food, a quality that is difficult for other heavenly spirit beasts to eat."

The hand that placed the kit paused, Shi Xueshu seemed to have thought of something, touched the Wanbao Talisman with the palm of her hand, searched carefully, and finally took out a porcelain bottle with a slender neck.

Opening the cork, a strange and sweet smell came out, and the bamboo house was instantly filled with a hint of honey fragrance, and Chong Ming's head "suddenly" stood up.

"It was my negligence. It is said that the Chongming bird only eats fine nectar and jade liquid..." Shi Xueshu put the mouth of the bottle accurately on the edge of Chongming's beak, thinking that the previous owner of the bird probably regarded it as the real Chongming bird. Feeding, it makes the bird's beak become tricky.

This is obviously not a real beast. Shi Xueshu has raised the spirit beast for so many years, and after getting in close contact with it, he still has the confidence to make this judgment.

However, the bird's spiritual power is extremely superior, and he feels a sense of comfort in recovering the meridians that have been exhausted for many years.

Born to be a heavenly spirit beast.Only when the sky-level spirit beast does not want you to understand its meaning, the spell "Spiritual Beast's Words" will fail.

What a rare qualification.It's just why some people send it to themselves by merchant ships from thousands of miles away.

Merchant ships, formerly known as merchant ships.As long as you want to buy and deliver things, as long as you have a purpose and can pay enough, then this ship will definitely satisfy all your wishes.

No one knows who sent the bird, including these things.I'm afraid the head is not sure, and these goods are delivered to him, otherwise he will take such a powerful spirit bird for his own use, and will not send him to Tingxue Peak easily.

Shi Xueshu thought for a while, but when she recovered, she felt that there was no movement in her hands.Going over with the cage of spiritual consciousness, he found that Chongming didn't have the slightest intention to eat the fine nectar, but he obviously felt that the bird wanted to eat it very much.

The bird's beak went over the mouth of the bottle, lightly pecked at his palm, and then retracted, as if its small eyes had been staring at him without blinking.

He felt a little strange: "You... want me to feed you?"

"Chirp—" He was answered by a loud chirp.

Shi Xueshu was a little helpless, pursed her lower lip, and poured some of the Qiongyu syrup in the bottle into her palm. Before he could pass it over, she felt a small head quickly come over, controlling her strength so as not to peck his palm, and took small mouthfuls. to eat.

After all, the jade liquid is a flowing liquid, and with the movement of the furry little head, it overflowed from Shi Xueshu's fingers, and the silver flowing and shimmering juice dripped down.

But that little head reacted very quickly and lowered its head to catch the drop of jade liquid with its long beak. The juice was swallowed along the long pink and tender beak. Chong Ming narrowed his eyes contentedly, and plunged his head into Shi Xueshu's palm again.

Shi Xueshu didn't pay much attention to the bird's movements, and was even a little unaccustomed to being so close to living things.

Before, he felt that this bird was not a vulgar thing, but now he felt that its aura was compelling, and it was very human.

He frowned in some distress.

It's just too clingy.

In this world, the only person he can accept, clingy, is only one person.

The jade liquid in his hand was quickly eaten up, Shi Xueshu gently covered the cork and put it aside.

"Sleep for a while, you were born not long ago, and you need to rest."

He turned around to leave, but felt the little thing thumping behind him, and immediately caught it with his hands when it fell off the fire jade and fell under the table.

Chongming was still flapping his little wings that he couldn't fly at the moment. After trying to no avail, he could only lay down in Shi Xueshu's palm, looking at him innocently, as if saying, I don't know I can't fly.

Shi Xueshu pursed her lips, sighed as if she had caused some trouble, reached out to pick up the fire jade, and took Chongming to her room.

Sure enough, after putting Chongming and Huoyu on the bedside of his room, the bird stopped making noise, and finally closed its sleepy little eyes and fell asleep.

After taking care of this clingy bird, Shi Xueshu stood beside the bed a little silently.

The wind rolled the paper window, carrying the clear bamboo fragrance and carrying the snow particles into the house, and the snow began to fall outside.Chongming shrank his neck in his sleep.

Tingxue Peak is a strange place. It snows here once every 100 years, and once it snows for a hundred days, it falls in layers. The ground is so cold that the thick snow is difficult to melt. Usually, it takes much longer to restore the spring color here than other places. time, so it got the name of stopping snow.

Shi Xueshu did the math, this is the third time snow has fallen.300 years have passed.

The boy in the dream closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He sank to the bottom of the sea, fell into the abyss, and the corners of his pale mouth could no longer be drawn. He had been in a deep sleep for 300 years.

Those clear eyes often turn red when excited. For example, when digging ice in the lake behind Tingxue Peak for fishing, when a fat fish comes out of the water with its hook in its mouth, he will happily jump on the ice. With the harvest, I thought that there would be a delicious meal in the evening.

Or when he was hunting monsters in the secret cave, he would narrow his eyes slightly, and the dark red light shone slightly, which was the evil spirit of killing that would make monsters shrink back in fear.

But he knew what Immortal Venerable Xiubai liked best.I like to be in the weak candlelight, or in the snow with bright moonlight, on the boat on the Spring Lake, under the trees in Taohuawu... the immortal will touch his sweaty cheeks, admiring the eyes that cannot be hidden. The shivering reddish, red to the end of the eyes, cheeks, red to the soft lips, and the beautiful color will be reflected under the transparent skin.

"Abai..."

He would call him like this, with a lazy nasal and tail tone, call him without any rules, kiss him...

Shi Xueshu suddenly opened her eyes, her face was still white and expressionless.He supported the wooden table with the palm of his hand, and felt that the snow wind seemed to be getting stronger, but his heart was beating faster than before after waking up from a dream.It's just that this daydream happened to me for the first time.

He couldn't help but think of the bird, and his spiritual sense could feel that it was still sleeping soundly, but there was an aura around it that made it easy to immerse in it.

dream fog.A mist emitted by some extremely pure spirit beasts in their dreams can remind people around them of the most memorable and wanting to relive the things in their lives. Repair the spiritual consciousness of the monks next to him to varying degrees.

This is a very rare medicine for healing spiritual consciousness, because most spirit beasts are ferocious in nature, and they are domesticated to kill monsters for their masters. Cultivators will stimulate their ferocity from an early age, and it is difficult to achieve a pure, harmless soul and body condition.

There are some healing spirit beasts that can achieve this, but as early as a hundred years ago when Shi Xueshu retreated, few people would waste energy on such spirit beasts.

Because it is too delicate and difficult to raise, the growth period is very long, and skill upgrading is too expensive.If it weren't for the support of the sect behind it, it would be difficult to afford such a pure spirit beast. With the skills of these spirit stones, it is completely possible to train a disciple of the healing department to assist, and the cost may be even lower.

As far as Shi Xueshu knows, the Chongming Bird is not a healing beast, and this little guy who looks like a Chongming Bird does not have any spiritual power fluctuations of the healing system. On the contrary, his body temperature is high, and the inner core is obviously fire and gold. It is a powerful attacking spirit beast.

An attacking spirit beast has an extremely pure soul, which is unheard of.

The snow on the Xuefeng Peak fell into darkness, and countless wind and snow surged into the house without hesitation. This reminded Shi Xueshu of the three children who were driven away by him before, and one of them said that he would kneel until he agreed. .

Such a big snowstorm, there is no snowstorm that will never stop for a hundred days...

Yue Rui was almost frozen.His face was blue and white, his lips were already purple, even if someone asked him to get up while kneeling in the snow, he might not be able to move.

The snow came quickly and quickly, he had only knelt for half a day, and he couldn't bear it anymore, even if Yue Mo and Yue brought him a thick cotton coat to cover him, he still felt that he was very tired It's hard to wait until the immortal comes.

"Brother, get up quickly... Let's go up the mountain together to beg the Immortal Venerable, you will really freeze to death if you kneel here..." Yue Zhi could hardly cry, he was just A child from a poor family would never leave his parents and come to this unfamiliar place if he hadn't heard from a passing businessman that Lushan was accepting disciples, and the chosen one would be rewarded to settle down with his family.

At first, he thought that he could find a way out, if he could not cultivate longevity, at least he would not freeze to death or starve to death, but the immortal did not accept them as disciples, even when he went to report the matter to the master, the master drove him away mercilessly out.

"You can't let Xiu Baixian accept you as disciples because you are useless. I, Lushan, don't want such useless disciples." The head said coldly, "Either go back to apprentice, or leave."

This is not even giving three of them the chance to be outer disciples.

Yue Mo listened to Yue Zhi's sobs mixed in the cold wind and heavy snow, and didn't know what he was thinking. The snow covered the heads of the three of them. Rui, murmured.

"The Immortal will definitely come, definitely will come."

The author has something to say: The three disciples wear the main storyline, but there won’t be many plots, and it’s mainly on the immortal and the bird (?).