Chapter 614: Strange Bead

　　 A body of black and white interlaced soft fur, like a baby chick, with a few strands of hair missing from his small pink head, and those smoky bird eyes are full of novelty looking around.
"Diao? Peng? Eagle?"
Kong Xuan blinked and leaned forward, looking at the baby bird held by Yang Jian with a novelty, and then shook his head in disappointment, "I really don't have the blood of my Feng clan."
Hearing this, Xuan Du couldn't help laughing and cursing: "When this little guy existed, your Feng Clan hadn't been born yet!"
"You can't say that," Kong Xuan snorted, "My clan has a long history, and has survived for hundreds of years!"
Xuan Du laughed and said nothing, anyone could tell that Kong Xuan was bracing it.
Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan a few times, and was a little surprised that Kong Xuan's temperament changed slightly. He always felt that her personality had changed slightly compared to when she was in contact before.
Probably because of gender...probably...
Yang Jian collected the powder turned into eggshells and brought it up to the chick; the latter leaned forward, then bowed his head and pecked, pecking on the palm of Yang Jian's palm.
"hiss!"
Taking a breath of air, Yang Jian almost threw the chick out, only to see that his palm was pecked by it, and a few drops of profound blood floated out, and it was directly inhaled into his mouth.
The nestling jumped happily, and its body enlarged slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Jian glanced at Xuan Du, Xuan Du frowned and poked his fingers out in front of the little bird; the bird's head tilted, the rafter touched Xuan Du's finger, and then continued to look down at Yang Jian's palm.
"Eating mother's blood?" Kong Xuan whispered, "This must be a vicious thing."
The chick was about to bow his head and peck at Yang Jian. Yang Jian frowned, gently shaken the chick away, and wrapped it in a mysterious energy.
The little guy flopped in fright, the bird eyes looked at Yang Jian in a panic, and kept struggling towards Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian actually felt a bit of intolerance in his heart, which made Yang Jian very surprised.
Xuandu said: "Try talking to it."
"Well," Yang Jian nodded, thought for a while, and said: "You want to eat my flesh and blood to grow yourself?"
The chick looked at Yang Jian carefully, and it had just emerged from the shell for a while, and it was quite psychic, and quickly shook the bird's head.
"Shit," Kong Xuan couldn't help laughing, Yang Jian glared, and stared back in disdain.
Xuan Du smiled and said, "Take it by your side and take a look. You can tell it. If you don't allow it, you can't peck you. Try to tame it."
Yang Jian nodded and agreed. Just as he was a little surprised to find the love of Master Xuandu, Xuandu said lightly, "If it is really a vicious and unknown thing, then it will be slaughtered. What a mystery."
"Cough...cough!" Yang Jian was choked up a few times and sighed silently, "Let's do business."
"I thought it could move much," Xuan Du made a gesture, dispelled the formation he had set before, and glanced at Xuan Xuan.
Yang Jian said to Kong: "Brother Kong... it's better to go hunting for treasures with us. I only ask for the beads, so we can also improve some understanding. After all, we will work together in the future."
Kong Xuan snorted: "Am I promised to help you? Dao Sect, prehistoric, has nothing to do with me."
Xuan Du nodded from the side: "In that case, it’s better for our nephew to kill the Feng clan expert here without knowing it, and study his five-color light, how about? Or we can go back to the source. The five-color light is refined into the innate five-element qi, and then made into a treasure like a gourd-slashing gourd."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up when he heard the words, Kong Xuan took a few steps back like an enemy; Yang Jian and Xuan both looked at each other, then raised their heads and laughed.
The two of them didn't say much, and left side by side, continuing on to the tomb pointed by Master Xuantu.
However, for a short while, Kong Xuan's figure slowly followed behind them, and followed them behind them without saying a word, as if waiting for someone to make amends.
However, Master Yang Jian and Xuantu talked and laughed, teasing and teasing the little bird cub, which did not mean anything.
Xuan Du secretly told Yang Jian, "A great monk like her with a high spirits, you must consider it carefully if you want to use it for yourself. The way of imperialism is that you don’t need to count on you. Keep a little eye on you. Don’t let her calculate ."
Yang Jian snorted, doesn't he have the ability to impose people?
Think about it, this is really his shortcoming.
"I just want to ask her to help me, but I didn't want to take her into my subordinates," Yang Jian replied. "She can be considered as a great potential, and she can be on her own. Such a general can never be met."
Xuan Du tut laughed, and did not say much about this time.
The deep meaning in the smile makes Yang Jian somewhat unpredictable...
There is a long distance between the tomb and the tomb, and the tomb that Xuan must take Yang Jian to is a little far away from the tomb of Xue Sheng.
The three of them flew in front of each other for about five or six hours. Compared with Yang Jian's usual speed of flying feathers to escape, here is really like a snail crawling slowly...
Even if it is crawling, it is always possible to crawl to the top.
"That's it," Xuan Du pointed to the dark red "volcano" in front of him, and said, "Do you want me to accompany you in? After all, it's hard to sharpen yourself..."
"Yes." Yang Jian said decisively, and Xuandu was also a little caught off guard.
Yang Jian said sternly: "I still pay more attention to more grasp than to sharpen myself."
"Let's do it," Xuan Du squeezed an ugly smile, "It's not that the uncle is timid, I have actually visited a lot of tombs, but in each tomb, there are indeed some fearful existences. Every time you go in, you may not be able to retreat in peace."
"Uncle, wait for me outside," Yang Jian said to Xuandu, "Thank you, Uncle, for showing me the way. I used to think that there was nothing inside that could threaten Uncle...I was too arbitrary, this This is my nephew’s treasure hunt, and I shouldn’t drag him down."
Xuan Du waved his hand, "I'll be with you. Let's take the treasure and leave. It shouldn't disturb the remnant spirits here."
Yang Jian thought for a while and didn't say much. At Xuan Du's reminder, he put away the three-pointed two-bladed spear, wearing only the armor Ao Xuehan, and entered the gate of the tomb first, and Xuan Du followed behind.
When the two of them entered the tomb of the saint, Kong Xuan slowly fell down and followed.
"It's also good to follow them to find some treasures. There are really too many old monsters living here."
Having said that, I don't know if it is true or not.
The structure inside the tomb is not complicated. Most of it is a large hall, and the general layout of the tomb of the Snow Saint is almost the same as the main tomb. The body of the fallen saint is buried in various ways.
The road in each of the saint’s tombs is different, and the scenes presented are also different; the Xue Sheng’s tomb is full of ice and snow wonders, and the tomb that Yang Jian just entered can be seen by God’s consciousness. The colored glaze sculpture looks quite spectacular.
Putting the nestling on his shoulders, Yang Jian was fully absorbed, not daring to be distracted.
After walking through a not-so-long corridor, the horizon ahead suddenly became wider.
"It's a good place," Yang Jian sighed in a low voice, Xuan Du hummed, but lacked interest.
In front of it was a hall with no end in sight. Eighty-one glass pillars seemed to be irregular, and they seemed to be arranged in a large array.
It's just that the big array seems to be useless, giving people an illusion of run-down inexplicably.
Dilapidated? This place is obviously magnificent...
The glazed pillars depict birds and beasts, ancient people, and many sceneries of sacrifices. There are also several stone pillars depicting battles between the sky.
This should be a record of the life of this saint powerhouse.
Yang Jian wanted to see the eighty-first glazed pillar, but the pillar was in the center. As soon as he had this idea, the pillar was in his sight and gradually disappeared.
"Uncle?"
"Don't look around," Xuandu whispered, "Master Saint doesn't want to be silly? Let you see how he was defeated?"
Yang Jian was immediately stunned.
"You go to the left, I go to the right," Xuandu said, "most of the treasures are in corners, or hidden somewhere, or even placed in front of you. If you don't have the chance, or I don’t want to give it to you, so I have nothing to do."
"Are those twelve beads really here?"
"Are or not, it depends on your own chance."
Xuan Du patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, then walked away to the right, also fully alert, not daring to be careless.
Yang Jian suddenly smelled something wrong...
From the entrance of the cave to this, Master Xuandu seems to have deliberately let himself be alone to hunt for treasure...
‘It’s probably because I'm too worried. ’
Yang Jian cheered up, with more scruples in his heart, and moved forward.
In the main hall, there are not only those eighty-one stone pillars, but also some sculptures made of colored glaze. There are fairies in strange dresses playing, mighty gods are fighting, and there are also many fierce beasts. demon……
Liuli Avenue? What avenue is this?
Yang Jian was puzzled for a while, but limited to his own knowledge, he couldn't figure out what this saint's path was.
Stopped and stopped, and found nothing, Yang Jian's spiritual sense searched everywhere, not letting go of half of the corner, except for these sculptures, no other hair was seen.
"Where is the orb..."
Yang Jian murmured ~EbookFREE.me~ The head of the chick on his shoulder tilted, and then slightly jumped on Yang Jian's shoulder, which attracted Yang Jian's attention.
Yang Jian glanced at it. The latter's little wings pointed at the bottom of the Liulizhu not far in front.
There was a little suspicion in Yang Jian's heart, he leaned in and took a look, rubbing his left foot forward, as if he had kicked something, and a gray-white ‘sphere’ rolled out.
When I look closely, it is a skull!
Yang Jian has seen a lot of dead bodies, but as soon as this skull appeared, Yang Jian was startled with a lot of hair on his body.
Although this person has been dead for many years, the Tao Yun remaining on the skull still makes Yang Jian's Profound Body vigilant.
With a glimmer of brilliance, at the bottom of the glazed pillar, a human-like white bone slowly appeared, except that there were only six ribs, and they were very strong, and the whole bones were a little smaller.
There was a gray bead beside the bones, shining lightly with precious light, Yang Jian raised his hand to grasp the bead in his hand, infused with a mysterious energy, a wonderful Taoist rhyme entwined himself.
"Huh? Where did the people go?"
Kong Xuan's voice came from behind, and Yang Jian turned his head to look at Kong Xuan, but saw the latter leaning against the ground, standing half a foot in front of him, looking around.
Yang Jian glanced at the orb in his hand and smiled a little at the corner of his mouth.
Good stuff.
After dispersing the orb, Kong Xuan's soles of feet were like springs, and they flew upside down, raising his hand with a five-color light.