Chapter 24: Fly out of the canyon

On the shelves in the storage ring, I saw a lot of medicinal herbs in the nightingale. Some of these medicinal herbs were refining themselves, and some were the best medicinal herbs in his collection. (
The harvest is too big, and I have never thought about it.
The Holy Ding is to be administered to the valley. If you don’t stay overnight, you plan to write it down yourself. As for the other seals, it’s your own.
Stabilized the mood, the nightingale and the white bird came out of the cave, the cave was somewhat depressed, and the nightingale was not used to it.
The white bird has been behind the night.
On the platform, the nightingale looked up and now I have to consider the problem of going out.
Looking at the cliff, the nightingale knows that it is difficult to climb up, and there is a terrible dragon bug on the cliff.
Pat the white bird, intending to practice the recovery of the injured night, the brain is a flash of light, I do not know the variety of this white bird, you can go to the spiritual sights to find.
The nightingale rummaged the monsters and the beasts in the spiritual illustrations, and did not find any records about the white birds. The white birds are close to the two, one is Qingpeng, the ancients are different, the Qingpeng, the white The claws and lieutenant of the bird are close to Qingpeng, and the wings, tails and feathers are very close to the Xuanzang that feeds on the stone.
I couldn't find the result. The nightingale put down the spiritual illustrations and practiced on the platform. The white bird was very quiet and stayed at the nightingale.
In the next few days, the nightingale stayed on the platform to practice and recover the injury. The body did not fully recover except the right arm.
The white bird was very quiet these days. The nightingale gave it a grain of glutinous rice. It stayed at the nightingale every day, and the injuries on the wings recovered.
Although life is innocent, the nightingale is still a little anxious, and it is not a way to go out.
"White bird, you are hurt, can you take me to fly up?" Once the cultivation was completed, the nightingale looked at the white bird who was repairing the feathers.
The nightingale is just a question, but the white bird really nodded.
This surprised the nightingale. He was originally a boring question, but the performance of the white bird showed that there was a chance.
With hope, the nightingale still has some concerns. The white bird is still young, the feathers are tender hair, and the green skin is not faded. The difficulty of flying with it is not small.
After practicing for another day, I saw that the white bird's wings were completely healed, and the nightingale was going to leave.
On the night before leaving, I used a black iron gun, smashed a large rock on the cliff, sealed the hole, and nodded at the white bird. "Let's go?"
After listening to the nightingale, the white bird stood up straight, his wings spread out, and slowly danced. The white bird's body was half-foot high, and the wings were widened by two feet.
"Well, then let's try it. I will go to your back and it will affect your flight. After you fly, I will hold your claws." The nightingale pointed to the claws of the white bird.
This is the conclusion of the nightingale two days. The white bird is not big. If you sit on the back of the white bird, it will bring pressure to the white bird. If you only grasp the white bird's claw, then that is Its own weight has less impact on white birds.
As for the heavy black iron gun, the nightingale did not intend to discard it. He planned to look at the situation and decided to give up if the white bird could not afford himself and the black iron gun. In that case, even if it was not with a black iron gun The white bird also flies over the cliff.
If you can fly with yourself and the black iron gun, then there is a chance, it is not a big time to throw away the black iron gun.
The white bird's wings flew up in the air, flying outside the platform, and then hovering over the top of the nightingale.
Seeing the white bird fly back, the nightingale legs violently leaped and the right hand grabbed the white bird's claws.
With the nightingale, the white bird left the platform.
The white bird that left the platform hovered in the canyon and the speed of the ascent was fast.
Feeling that the white bird has no pressure, the nightingale is relieved, the white bird can maintain this state, flying up is no problem. If the white bird is in a state of decline, throw away the black iron gun.
If it is not necessary, the nightingale really does not want to throw away the black iron gun. Although it is just an ordinary black iron gun, after all, he has been with him for a long time and has special feelings. It is also a gift from ancient times.
The speed of the white bird flying is very fast. Even if it is hovering, the nightingale can feel the falling of the cliff.
As the white bird rose, the nightingale saw the place where the dragon bug was located. The two bright red tentacles climbed on the cliff. One of the tentacles was still wrapped around a black tiger. The black tiger was still barking, but it was doomed. Will be eaten by the dragon insects to eat the flesh and blood essence of the whole body and die.
At this time, the nightingale knew that there was no problem with going out. The white bird had already flown halfway through the process, and there was no performance at all.
At the time of a cup of tea, the vision of the nightingale was widened, and the white bird flew out of the cliff with the nightingale.
On the cliff, the white bird did not land directly, and with the nightingale flew forward for six or seven miles before landing, after all, the cliff is still the site of the dragon bug.
The white bird landed under an old tree, and the night hand smashed the right hand with a sallow stalk and looked at the white bird. "I originally chased you, I want to tame you, let you fly and tamer, this time you saved me. We are friends, are you willing to go with me, or do you live by yourself?" Looking at the white bird, the nightingale thought about it.
After a few days of getting along, the nightingale knew that the white bird was unusual, and did not look at the eyes of the monster to see the white bird.
White Bird turned to look at the nightingale, flashing his eyes and looking at the nightingale, but did not give the nightingale answer.
After waiting for a while, no white birds left, and the nightingale was very happy. "If you don't leave, then follow me."
He took a lot of white bird's wings, and the nightingale led the way, and the white bird followed the back of the nightingale.
If you are an ordinary person, you may get lost in a sun-drenched, tree-covered environment, but this will not happen in the nightingale.
After two hours, the nightingale and the white bird appeared in front of the bamboo house.
When the night was in front of the bamboo house, I saw Gong Xuan walking anxiously back and forth in the courtyard in front of the bamboo house.
When I saw the nightingale coming back, Gong Xuan walked a few steps and took a slap on the shoulders of the nightingale. "Small thirteen, did you run there? Yesterday I came to see no one. If I don’t see anyone today, I will Hey, the reporter told him, hey! What kind of bird is this?"
After two nights, Miao Xuan saw the white bird that came out of the woods behind the night.
"My new partner, I don't know what bird it is." The nightingale saw sweat on his face. Gong Xuan's slap was being shot on the right arm of the nightingale.
"Are you injured?" Looking at the nightingale's face was wrong, Gong Xuan looked at the night glance and asked.
"There was something wrong, the right arm was broken." The nocturnal nodded. He knew that the injury was untenable and there was no need to hide it.
"Stupid, go out and practice the actual combat, you must know how to beat but run." Gong Xuan took a look at the night, took a bottle of remedy from the waist.