Three women, one man and one bird gathered around the round table, chattering for a long time, and finally explained what happened just now.

Wu Qingwan frowned, digested it carefully before speaking softly:

"Why is the ancestor of the Tie Ling Mansion so domineering... Well, Jingyan, your phoenix has been stolen. There seems to be no way to do it for the time being. You can only find a way to get it according to the other person's wishes. When Ling Quan becomes powerful in the future, he will find a way to get it."

Jiang Yi sat opposite Tang Jingwen. After listening to the passing, she had a weird expression and was a little dissatisfied and said softly:

"Miss Tang or a divine beast? This...this..."

Judging from the tone, I wanted to say, "Why is this?"

Jiang Yi has the most arrogant personality. She originally had the status of a noble princess, but she was mixed up. She was either a genius or a talented person. Even her closest aunt was a big taller than her. The difference in her heart was imaginable.

However, Tang Jingwen still regarded Jiang Yi as the princess with golden branches and jade leaves, and was a little resistant to the matter of Phoenix. He shook his head and said:

"I am a human. If I have a household registration in the capital, I am not a bird or a beast. If I am different from a human, then the dead woman will definitely capture me. If I ignore me, I will definitely feel that there is no phoenix and I am an ordinary person."

This made sense. The three of them thought about it and nodded slightly.

Wu Qingwan thought for a while and said, "Oh, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and the good fortune is too great. If you don't have the strength to hold on, you will lose your life because of it. Now we are all fine, it's already very good."

Jiang Yi sorted out her thoughts for a moment, then looked at Zuo Lingquan's left arm, raised her hand, touched the phoenix relief on the leather arm guard, and asked:

"Is this given by that ancestor?"

As the party involved, Tang Jingwen was most aware of this and said annoyedly:

"It was not given by that dead woman. She seemed to have pulled something from me and put a sleeve for Xiao Zuo. But it was Xiao Zuo, and the injury was healed. I won't scold her for this."

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to take Tang Jingyan's things, but his cultivation level could not even take off his arm guards. He could only ask with concern:

"It seems that it is some phoenix essence and blood, how much has she pulled away?"

Tang Jingying frowned: "Only a little bit left, I feel like I've been hollowed out, but I don't know what it is. I don't feel like I can use it. Just hold it, don't remember the good things of that dead woman."

Zuo Lingquan naturally would not remember the woman's goodness, so he could only nod in response to this.

Jiang Yi had a little jealousy in her apricot eyes, and she glanced at her arm guard and asked:

"What's the use of this thing?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know either, but he still knew the approximate usage of the magic weapon. He stood up and faced the door of the wooden house, trying to inject true energy.

The arm guard on the arm lit a red light, and then the phoenix relief above it turned into a solid black and red silk thread, spreading from the arm guard, and a shield with a flying phoenix wing relief was woven before the arm.

The shape of the shield is not regular, and the edges are even changing at all times. Zuo Lingquan feels that he can control the shape himself, but he doesn't control it, so it is unfolding it ugly.

In addition, with the infusion of true energy, Zuo Lingquan's mind was like looking at "Qinglian Zheng Jing", and there were several martial arts in his mind. Currently, there were "Pojun" and "Chengcheng", and there were still some that could not be viewed later.

The arm guards are obviously not ordinary items, and the consumption is extremely exaggerated.

Zuo Lingquan only spread out for a few breaths, and the little true energy in his body was seen. He stopped injecting the true energy, and his shield quickly closed and returned to his arm guard shape.

Jiang Yi looked at her eyes and asked, "How? What is this?"

Wu Qingwan has more knowledge: "It is definitely not a spiritual weapon to change the shape and size at will, but it may be a magic weapon."

Zuo Lingquan returned to the table and sat down, shook his head and said, "Even a shield, it doesn't look special. There are a few martial arts inside, given by the ancestor of the Iron Mansion. I have seen the 'Pojun' among them. Just looking at the name, you know that they are some reckless martial arts skills. They are not suitable for me, who are like me who have a sword-broken throat-broken way, and they don't want to receive this love."

Although Tang Jingwen couldn't understand the meaning, he heard that the dead woman had left something and said:

"Xiao Zuo, don't say that. What kind of affection do you have? She snatched my things and gave you something is not favorable, it is called repaying interest. If you don't want it, you will lose even more. Do you think so?"

Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi, but knew the power of the Nine Alliance One Dominant Tie Nail Mansion, nodded to this:

"Yes, wouldn't it be stolen if you don't learn it?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it, and it seemed that the same reason was true. He chuckled and didn't say much...—

Thousands of miles away, Yinheng Mountain.

On the isolated island of the sea of ​​clouds, the palace and pavilion are floating quietly.

The woman in a long golden dress sat quietly on the lotus platform, with the golden mace and long sword still floating beside her. This time, there was no cloud or mist surrounding her, and she could see her true face.

The long golden dress on the woman's body is made up of countless golden scales, which looks like the last time I saw dragon scales in the sky; her long hair is like ink, not tied up, and it is directly draped on her back. There are golden cloud-patterned hair accessories on her hair, which looks like a fairy spirit in her bones.

The woman's cheeks cannot be seen from the outside, and the curves on her side are perfect. Apart from being too high, there is no flaw at all. Her temperament is relatively mature, her eyebrows are as far away as the mountains and her eyes are like spring water, and her whole face is like flawless jade, with a thrilling beauty. However, the only thing that is the penetration of her eyes is too strong and she has the oppressive power of looking down on all living beings.

As the golden light in his pupils dissipated, the woman withdrew her gaze and spoke:

"What do you think?"

The sound is plain and clear, and it actually sounds no different from ordinary people, and is completely different from the ethereal above the Nine Heavens.

There is only one lotus platform in the palace pavilion, no other figures, but it is not without living creatures.

Everything in the world can give birth to spiritual wisdom, and the same is true for immortal soldiers.

However, some immortal weapons are cast into objects after being born, such as the dragon golden mace on the left side of the woman.

There is also a kind of immortal weapon that after being forged, it has experienced all ages of changes, and it has the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and has its own wisdom. For example, the green sword on the right side of a woman's body.

The Panlong Golden Mace seemed to hear the woman's words, and the phantom of the dragon surrounding the mace opened its pupil and made a girl-like voice:

"Like you, a natural reckless man."

The woman only chuckled slightly at this difficult to criticize and criticize, but did not comment.

The golden dragon's phantom left the mace and turned into a long dragon, hovering at the top of the hall:

"Although the Taoist practice is too shallow, I fought side by side with him last time, and the fighting spirit of advancing but not retreating, looking down on the people, with your shadow back then, really makes the dragon feel after all~"

The woman was silent, perhaps recalling her Qi Refining Period, she and a little female snake broke out from the wilderness of a great road to heaven.

After a while, the woman spoke, "You have been idle for too long. A fairy weapon actually ran to fight with the Qi-refining cultivator."

"I don't interfere. That kid can beat him even if he picks up an iron sword, but he will be hurt more severely."

The golden dragon's phantom hovered for a few times and said:

"Since you are determined to cultivate, why don't you tell the truth? If you don't subdue the remnant soul of the Nine Phoenix, the new little colored chicken will be taken away from its soul body. If the words just now aroused the kid's fighting spirit, it will be a disaster for raising a tiger."

The woman's expression was plain: "Being under her wings will make people slack off; only hatred and humiliation will make people move forward. I will eventually fall into the cycle of reincarnation. It doesn't matter who I am killed. I can't die of old age and no one will follow."

The golden dragon hovered in front of the lotus platform: "Are you going to train that kid as a successor?"

The woman shook her head: "The person standing at the top is never pulled up by someone. How can I say that I have cultivated it?"

"If he lets himself die, wouldn't that boy be poached by another sect be a benefit from outsiders?"

"I will tell the Nine Alliance first, but I will not report the real name. I will only say that there is a Qingkui in Tieguan Mansion. When other sects use 'first come first served' to reason, then I will inform the truth."

"Give me the identity of a future young master, and ignore the free-range farming. Is it considered what you people say, "occupy the pit and don't poop"? What if he doesn't recognize it?"

"If he gave him the Tie Lin Mansion method, if he dared to learn it, he had to recognize this incense inheritance."

"Oh, it turned out to be pulled."

Bang

The palace on the top of the mountain trembled for a moment, and then there was no sound...—

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