Southern Xinjiang. On the cliffs, the wind seemed to blow from the abyss, with a hint of blood, which made people shudder. "Pray to the wind god for good weather and good harvest next year." A group of villagers, led by the priest, knelt in front of the temple in front of the cliff and bowed their heads. There was a bronze statue in the temple, four feet tall, with a human face and a bird body, and its wings were particularly huge, as if it could attract strong winds by waving gently. "Present the great sacrifice!" A pair of boys and girls, carrying a flower basket, were pushed into the wind temple. The light suddenly dimmed, and the statue was shrouded in shadow. Puff—— Vermilion splashed, the color was the same as the blood light falling outside.
Han Zhen walked into the temple, couldn't help but cover his nose, frowned and looked at the strange bird with a human face not far away. "Haven't I already taught you how to make the blood pill?" "Blood and flesh taste better." The bird-faced monster chewed the bones until they crunched and showed a creepy smile. Han Zhen frowned even more deeply. One of the totems of the Shang Dynasty in the past, he now eats raw meat and drinks blood. "The Jade Phoenix God has a master." "Hmm?" The bird-faced monster's eyes lit up, and its feathers stood up excitedly. Gusts of wind whistled in the temple: "Is the national teacher going to complete the sacred tree and awaken the true phoenix?" However, Han Zhen's next sentence froze his expression: "For the human race." The bird-faced monster fell into deep thought. "Can the human race... compete for the Jade Phoenix God?" "Although that woman is a human, she was born with a phoenix body..." Han Zhen narrowed his eyes. "Even so, how could she defeat Zhiduoluo and his group of gods?" "Not defeat, but kill." Han Zhen was silent after he finished speaking. After a long time, he spoke again: "My arm was cut off by her, and she was not alone..." Han Zhen told everything about the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm.
At the end, he said with a burning gaze: "She is still a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect. The path she is taking now must be the path of condensing the form of hundreds of birds." "I am afraid that after a period of time, she will be able to gather the Phoenix God by herself. At that time, your existence..." "It is meaningless!" The blood-red pupils of the human-faced strange bird shrank slightly. "Don't let her leave the southern border with the Jade Phoenix God." As soon as the voice fell, the human-faced strange bird flapped its wings and turned into a gust of wind to fly into the sky. ......... Hanging Temple. In the water tribe cave, the demon kings and demons of various tribes gathered together for the first time, and they were quite enthusiastic. During this period of time, all tribes have experienced the benefits of the divine jade from the sky. But gratitude is only part of it. More importantly, this young demon clan, one with the blood of a true dragon and the other with the blood of a true phoenix, and holding the divine jade, are likely to become the leaders of the demon clan in southern Xinjiang in the future. At this time, all the demons were surrounding Li Mo and Ying Bing. To be precise, it was around Tian Jiao Xiao Li. Ying Bing had no expression on her face and sat there drinking tea in a cold and clear manner. The demons looked at her for a few times and did not dare to approach her. "I will discipline my clan members when I go back and strictly prohibit urinating and defecating anywhere in the upper reaches of the river, which will affect the living environment of local aquatic creatures." "The Dapeng tribe will share the Jinpeng weather and bring you accurate weather forecasts!" "We, the purple electric gill eel tribe... um, try not to generate electricity randomly in the future." The demon kings were united and enthusiastic, and their demon hearts were red. Tian Jiao Xiao Li was pleased and felt that he should say a few words: "Where there is a lack of rain, you can also come to the Mingjiao tribe and invite a dragon according to the required precipitation." "Southern Xinjiang is our home, and beauty depends on everyone!" Hearing this, the demons applauded. In fact, apart from the disaster beasts, most of the monsters in Southern Xinjiang do not like to fight. After they go back, will Southern Xinjiang be... more stable? Although there are still many problems that cannot be solved for a while, this is a good start. "The King of Zhennan, will you give me a civilization award?" The corners of Li's mouth curled up slightly. By the way, this should also be considered an investment, right?
After a light cough, Li Mo asked seriously: "Do you have any good suggestions or questions?" "I have!" Manbo raised his hand. "Please speak." "I suggest that the peerless Tianjiao and the Qingluan Goddess have a baby soon!" "Puff..." Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and the tea he just drank sprayed out. "Yes, the blood of the True Dragon and the True Phoenix are so powerful when separated. If they give birth to offspring..." "Don't mention it, don't mention it. They can hold the Divine Jade together, which means that the Divine Jade recognizes them." "Hiss... makes sense!" "Are they... a good match?" "The Divine Jade has no objection, how can you, a demon, object?" The demons looked at each other, their eyes showing wisdom and thinking. The True Dragon and the True Phoenix are so powerful. Their offspring must be able to ascend to heaven, right? Li Mo: "..." Student Li never dreamed of this. He hadn't experienced a few times of urging marriage, but he was about to experience urging birth. Still by a group of demons. Glancing at Bingtuozi, he saw that the girl was still drinking tea quietly, but her curled fingers betrayed her... "So everyone, are you still leaving?" Tianjiao Xiao Li forced a farewell. But the demon kings were still talking about it with relish when they left. "In time, if the True Dragon and the True Phoenix work together, the mere Dayu will not be a threat!" "We should unite as a demon race, grow stronger, and create greater glory!" "Should the blood of the True Dragon and the True Phoenix be called Phoenix Dragon or Dragon Phoenix?" It seems that giving birth is also a tradition of the demon race.
Perhaps it is because it is more difficult for demon races with strong blood to give birth to offspring? Uncle Murong's gold content is still increasing.... "Brother Li." Before Li Mo had time to go back and clean up, Murong Xiao called him. There was already a scar on his head, and it seemed that he had officially become a member of the Hanging Temple. "I will also follow the Hanging Temple and leave Nanjiang together." "I didn't think of this at the beginning." Li Mo was a little embarrassed. I originally thought that Murong Xiao would be able to meet his parents more often in Nanjiang, but who would have thought that the Hanging Temple would move. "As long as there is fate, there are Hanging Temples everywhere." Li Mo looked at him with amusement: "It's only been two days since I started reading the sutras, and the monks are talking so much." Murong Xiao smiled awkwardly: "I heard from my master that the Hanging Temple is flying everywhere. Maybe one day we'll run into it if we're lucky." After that, he became more serious and lowered his voice: "Brother Li, you must be careful when you return to Qingyuan Sect from Southern Xinjiang. Without the abbot monk in Southern Xinjiang, I don't know what kind of trouble will arise." "Take this thing. It was given to me by my master. No matter where you are, you can return to the temple in an instant." He took out a string of Buddhist beads, which vaguely had fluctuations similar to those of the Sumeru object, but they were not exactly the same. "Master Hengyuan gave it to you. Will you be punished if you give it to me?" "Yes, but it's okay. Anyway, my master can't scold me." "...." Li Mo looked at Murong Xiao's solemn expression, was silent for a moment, and still took it. "I don't know when we will meet again." "I have a scroll of scriptures that I can't understand, so I'll give it to you." He took out a scroll of scriptures from his sleeve. "The Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow, Part 1"