This is the lingering sound of Fengming. It seems that we are not far from Fengming Valley. Mi Qianxin's cultivation is far higher than Ren Daoyuan. As early as a quarter of an hour ago, he had already heard the sound of Fengming sound that seemed to be there and not.

What is the lingering sound of the phoenix? Ren Daoyuan asked.

The phoenix roared in the nine heavens, one rifted the valley, two rifted the sky, and three rumbled the nine states. The lingering sound never stops for thousands of years. Now the phoenix has long disappeared. Only by standing outside the fengming valley can you hear the lingering sound of the phoenix roared ten thousand years ago. Mi Qianxin said.

This... this is a legend again. Ren Daoyuan said, who knows what happened ten thousand years ago? Whether it is the ancient theory or the parallelism theory, they are just speculations that the history of Jiuzhou has been recorded for only two thousand years, and it started with Master Sanyan’s creation of the Taoist dynasty. The previous history has long disappeared in the endless river of history, and no one knows it.

Yes, they are all legends, and this legend was passed down by Master Sanyan and Master Ha Mingfei. Mi Qianxin said.

So that's it? Ren Daoyuan still couldn't believe it. In the dream, Ren Daoyuan had never found the content about Fengming Valley. Perhaps the dream was too long and he couldn't find it, or perhaps everything was just a legend. In fact, Master Ha Mingfei had never been to Fengming Valley at all?

The lingering sound of Feng Ming is a little noisy, so don’t worry, this kind of voice will not harm people. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan nodded and continued to move forward in the direction he had deduced before. After walking for more than half an hour, the lingering sound of Feng Ming became clearer.

Woo... With a loud scream, it came from Ren Daoyuan's waist, and the bag of the young birds gathered at the wind was stirring up. The little guy who was sleeping soundly kept fluttering.

Ren Daoyuan knew a lot about this kind of bird. He knew that after the young bird came out of the shell, he ate it. For it, this is a great tonic. It will take at least one month to completely digest it. More than ten days have passed, and the little guy who should have been sleeping has woken up.

Suspicion? This is... Hearing the screams in the bag, Mi Qianxin looked at Ren Daoyuan's waist in surprise. The sleeping Fengqiu could hardly even feel his heartbeat. Mi Qianxin didn't pay attention, and there was another living thing on Ren Daoyuan's waist.

A young bird gathered in Fengming Valley encountered it when he first entered Fengming Valley. He was lucky. Ren Daoyuan said, opened the cloth bag and carried the little guy out from it.

At this time, the young bird of Jufeng had already woken up from its deep sleep, staring at its round little eyes, looking around, making whimpering sounds from time to time.

Luck... It's indeed luck. You actually got a young bird from the wind. This luck... Mi Qian sighed, and was speechless for a while. Ren Daoyuan's luck was so good.

If it were normal for a young bird gathering in the wind, Mi Qianxin would naturally not care about it, but Ren Daoyuan actually brought it outside Fengming Valley and could even see the legendary Tongtian Wutong soon. This luck is jealous.

Just luck. Ren Daoyuan said casually, looking at the young bird in his hand carefully. This little guy has eaten eggshells for a while and shouldn't be so energetic now. Waking up too early is not a good thing for the young birds of Jufeng.

Little friend Ren, it seems that you don’t know how good your luck is. Do you know that the phoenix is ​​called the king of birds and is the king of all birds. If you can see the phoenix, you will get great benefits. Unfortunately, the place where the phoenix is ​​located, even the energy of heaven and earth will be absorbed by the sycamore tree. Therefore, the place where the phoenix is ​​located is a thousand miles away, and no creature can survive. Although there is a saying that a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix, no one has ever seen it. Mi Qianxin sighed and said, Who is lucky? Is it Ren Daoyuan or this young bird who has just hatched it?

Ren Daoyuan laughed a few times, but did not answer. He had never heard of such a thing as a phoenix before. According to Mi Qianxin, this thing never appeared again a long time ago. How could the saying of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix? I think it was all imagined by people and it is not worthy of trust.

Taoist masters are rational, and only believe in the principles of heaven and earth, inherit the tradition, and everything must be based on reason and have a way to find. They will never believe in the legendary things without any examples.

My friend is a Taoist master, and he may not believe many things. Even if you see things with your own eyes, you still have a skeptical attitude if you don’t understand the truth. This is normal. Many legends are nothingness, so I naturally know this. Phoenix Wutong is not just a legend. Mi Qianxin said softly.

Oh? Not just a legend?

Of course, although I have lived longer than you, I have not seen many things with my own eyes and I do not believe them. But some things have to be believed, such as the secret book handed down by Master Sanyan, which records in the secret book, are all things he has experienced personally. Some are guessed, and some are calculated. Mi Qianxin said.

Ah... Master Sanyan? Ren Daoyuan exclaimed in surprise. You should know that Master Sanyan is the originator of all Taoist masters and the inheritance of all Taoist masters. What he said is much more credible than Mi Qian's heart, which makes people unable to believe. Especially as a Taoist master, he will carefully analyze every word he said to Master Sanyan for a long time, and no one dares to deny it easily.

Of course, Master Sanyan was a figure more than two thousand years ago. At that time, the Taoist tradition had just begun, and the Taoist lineage was at its beginning. It was much simpler than now. Many things were continuously supplemented and accumulated over two thousand years.

Even so, Master Sanyan's words and deeds are still the norm in the minds of all Taoist masters. Even if they have any doubts, they must provide sufficient evidence.

Let’s go, you can’t believe in me, and you will not doubt Master Sanyan. Even if you doubt everything, you can see it with your own eyes and experience it with yourself. This is an unsolvable mystery. For Taoist masters, the functions of Fengming Valley and Tongtian Wutong are far more useful than those of warriors. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan lowered his head and said nothing, holding the young bird of Jufeng, speeded up, trotting all the way, moving forward.

The more you move forward, the louder the sound of the phoenix sound. This sound does not sound in your ears, but directly in the depths of the human soul.

The sound of phoenix sounds shocked people's hearts and kept slowly knocking on those puzzles, confusions, and doubts. It seemed that as long as there was enough time, these things could be broken and revealed their true faces.

This is an opportunity. Mi Qianxin sighed lightly and followed closely, not leaving behind. He knew that being able to clearly hear the sound of the phoenix sound was already a great opportunity. As for how much he could get, it depends on his personal talent and spirituality.

He glanced at the young bird of Jufeng in Ren Daoyuan's hand, his eyes were full of envy. Compared with birds, humans' harvest of the lingering sound of phoenixes is too small. If he were a bird, he still didn't know what would be going on.

In Master Sanyan's secret book, there is no such example. There is only inference and guessing. Even if a chicken is heard for a long time, it will gain a lot.

Because the relationship between the Three Saints Dao Sect and the Heavenly Dao Palace has always been poor, he did not have the chance to see Master Ha Mingfei's secret book. However, some speculations can infer some things. For example, Master Ha owns a magical and intelligent wind bird, which was originally just an ordinary wind bird, but like an elf. Not only can he fully understand people's words, but he can even practice independently.

The ordinary wind bird has very little life span, only more than ten years, but Master Ha's wind bird survived for more than 60 years until Ha Mingfei passed away. The little guy flew in the Heavenly Dao Palace of Fengming Mountain for three days, crying and wailing for a long time, and finally disappeared.

The peak where the Heavenly Dao Palace is located was changed to Fengming Mountain by Ha Mingfei, so he naturally missed this real Fengming Mountain. Just like the Jinyu Dao Sect, the valley he entered was called Fengming Valley.

Little guy, I remember Jufengbird likes to eat grass seeds. I happened to have a small bag of good grass seeds in my hand, which is a cheaper one. Mi Qian said in his heart, took out a small cloth bag, poured out dozens of plant seeds from it, and reached out to Jufengbird.

This is... Ren Daoyuan looked at the seeds in Mi Qianxin's hand and felt a little familiar.

It’s nothing. Some seeds I got in the early years were inseparable. I was originally just staying by my side and thinking about it. Since I met this little guy, I just happened to feed it. I thought it would be hungry if I came to my stomach. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan was puzzled. He had just eaten eggshells and the young Jufeng bird would not feel hungry in less than a month. The time to enter Fengming Valley was added up, but it was less than a month. He would not think that Mi Qianxin did not recognize Jufeng birds. This was a bit false.

Jufengniao raised her head, looked at Ren Daoyuan, and cried out whimper.

If you want to eat, eat it. Ren Daoyuan smiled and said, his face suddenly changed, and he reached out to stop the young bird's yellow-mouthed girl.

Senior Mi? The seeds of the heavy flowers in your hands? Ren Daoyuan exclaimed.

My friend has good eyesight. These are the seeds of heavy flowers in the ground. Unfortunately, although the spirits are good, they cannot be planted and are not very useful. The seeds of spirits are rare tonics for birds, and they just happen to be cheaper. As he said that, Mi Qianxin reached his hand to the yellow mouth of Jufeng young bird.

Ren Daoyuan quickly took out three of them and put them in his hands. The young Jufeng bird had been moved by these seeds for a long time and was blocked by Ren Daoyuan. He was a little unhappy at first, but when he saw the seeds being delivered to his mouth, Ren Daoyuan did not object to it eating them, so he could not bear it. He ate more than ten heavy seeds in a moment.

After eating, he raised his head, looked at Mi Qianxin gratefully, and hissed a few softly. He leaned on Ren Daoyuan's arm, closed his eyes, and continued to listen to the increasingly clear lingering sound of the phoenix.

Ren Daoyuan carefully harvested the seeds of heavy flowers. This kind of spiritual object takes thousands of years to bloom and bear fruit. Every thousand years, one more flower and one more fruit can be produced, up to ten flowers and ten fruits. It is a very special spiritual object.

This is the lingering sound of Fengming. It seems that we are not far from Fengming Valley. Mi Qianxin's cultivation is far higher than Ren Daoyuan. As early as a quarter of an hour ago, he had already heard the sound of Fengming sound that seemed to be there and not.

What is the lingering sound of the phoenix? Ren Daoyuan asked.

The phoenix roared in the nine heavens, one rifted the valley, two rifted the sky, and three rumbled the nine states. The lingering sound never stops for thousands of years. Now the phoenix has long disappeared. Only by standing outside the fengming valley can you hear the lingering sound of the phoenix roared ten thousand years ago. Mi Qianxin said.

This... this is a legend again. Ren Daoyuan said, who knows what happened ten thousand years ago? Whether it is the ancient theory or the parallelism theory, they are just speculations that the history of Jiuzhou has been recorded for only two thousand years, and it started with Master Sanyan’s creation of the Taoist dynasty. The previous history has long disappeared in the endless river of history, and no one knows it.

Yes, they are all legends, and this legend was passed down by Master Sanyan and Master Ha Mingfei. Mi Qianxin said.

So that's it? Ren Daoyuan still couldn't believe it. In the dream, Ren Daoyuan had never found the content about Fengming Valley. Perhaps the dream was too long and he couldn't find it, or perhaps everything was just a legend. In fact, Master Ha Mingfei had never been to Fengming Valley at all?

The lingering sound of Feng Ming is a little noisy, so don’t worry, this kind of voice will not harm people. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan nodded and continued to move forward in the direction he had deduced before. After walking for more than half an hour, the lingering sound of Feng Ming became clearer.

Woo... With a loud scream, it came from Ren Daoyuan's waist, and the bag of the young birds gathered at the wind was stirring up. The little guy who was sleeping soundly kept fluttering.

Ren Daoyuan knew a lot about this kind of bird. He knew that after the young bird came out of the shell, he ate it. For it, this is a great tonic. It will take at least one month to completely digest it. More than ten days have passed, and the little guy who should have been sleeping has woken up.

Suspicion? This is... Hearing the screams in the bag, Mi Qianxin looked at Ren Daoyuan's waist in surprise. The sleeping Fengqiu could hardly even feel his heartbeat. Mi Qianxin didn't pay attention, and there was another living thing on Ren Daoyuan's waist.

A young bird gathered in Fengming Valley encountered it when he first entered Fengming Valley. He was lucky. Ren Daoyuan said, opened the cloth bag and carried the little guy out from it.

At this time, the young bird of Jufeng had already woken up from its deep sleep, staring at its round little eyes, looking around, making whimpering sounds from time to time.

Luck... It's indeed luck. You actually got a young bird from the wind. This luck... Mi Qian sighed, and was speechless for a while. Ren Daoyuan's luck was so good.

If it were normal for a young bird gathering in the wind, Mi Qianxin would naturally not care about it, but Ren Daoyuan actually brought it outside Fengming Valley and could even see the legendary Tongtian Wutong soon. This luck is jealous.

Just luck. Ren Daoyuan said casually, looking at the young bird in his hand carefully. This little guy has eaten eggshells for a while and shouldn't be so energetic now. Waking up too early is not a good thing for the young birds of Jufeng.

Little friend Ren, it seems that you don’t know how good your luck is. Do you know that the phoenix is ​​called the king of birds and is the king of all birds. If you can see the phoenix, you will get great benefits. Unfortunately, the place where the phoenix is ​​located, even the energy of heaven and earth will be absorbed by the sycamore tree. Therefore, the place where the phoenix is ​​located is a thousand miles away, and no creature can survive. Although there is a saying that a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix, no one has ever seen it. Mi Qianxin sighed and said, Who is lucky? Is it Ren Daoyuan or this young bird who has just hatched it?

Ren Daoyuan laughed a few times, but did not answer. He had never heard of such a thing as a phoenix before. According to Mi Qianxin, this thing never appeared again a long time ago. How could the saying of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix? I think it was all imagined by people and it is not worthy of trust.

Taoist masters are rational, and only believe in the principles of heaven and earth, inherit the tradition, and everything must be based on reason and have a way to find. They will never believe in the legendary things without any examples.

My friend is a Taoist master, and he may not believe many things. Even if you see things with your own eyes, you still have a skeptical attitude if you don’t understand the truth. This is normal. Many legends are nothingness, so I naturally know this. Phoenix Wutong is not just a legend. Mi Qianxin said softly.

Oh? Not just a legend?

Of course, although I have lived longer than you, I have not seen many things with my own eyes and I do not believe them. But some things have to be believed, such as the secret book handed down by Master Sanyan, which records in the secret book, are all things he has experienced personally. Some are guessed, and some are calculated. Mi Qianxin said.

Ah... Master Sanyan? Ren Daoyuan exclaimed in surprise. You should know that Master Sanyan is the originator of all Taoist masters and the inheritance of all Taoist masters. What he said is much more credible than Mi Qian's heart, which makes people unable to believe. Especially as a Taoist master, he will carefully analyze every word he said to Master Sanyan for a long time, and no one dares to deny it easily.

Of course, Master Sanyan was a figure more than two thousand years ago. At that time, the Taoist tradition had just begun, and the Taoist lineage was at its beginning. It was much simpler than now. Many things were continuously supplemented and accumulated over two thousand years.

Even so, Master Sanyan's words and deeds are still the norm in the minds of all Taoist masters. Even if they have any doubts, they must provide sufficient evidence.

Let’s go, you can’t believe in me, and you will not doubt Master Sanyan. Even if you doubt everything, you can see it with your own eyes and experience it with yourself. This is an unsolvable mystery. For Taoist masters, the functions of Fengming Valley and Tongtian Wutong are far more useful than those of warriors. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan lowered his head and said nothing, holding the young bird of Jufeng, speeded up, trotting all the way, moving forward.

The more you move forward, the louder the sound of the phoenix sound. This sound does not sound in your ears, but directly in the depths of the human soul.

The sound of phoenix sounds shocked people's hearts and kept slowly knocking on those puzzles, confusions, and doubts. It seemed that as long as there was enough time, these things could be broken and revealed their true faces.

This is an opportunity. Mi Qianxin sighed lightly and followed closely, not leaving behind. He knew that being able to clearly hear the sound of the phoenix sound was already a great opportunity. As for how much he could get, it depends on his personal talent and spirituality.

He glanced at the young bird of Jufeng in Ren Daoyuan's hand, his eyes were full of envy. Compared with birds, humans' harvest of the lingering sound of phoenixes is too small. If he were a bird, he still didn't know what would be going on.

In Master Sanyan's secret book, there is no such example. There is only inference and guessing. Even if a chicken is heard for a long time, it will gain a lot.

Because the relationship between the Three Saints Dao Sect and the Heavenly Dao Palace has always been poor, he did not have the chance to see Master Ha Mingfei's secret book. However, some speculations can infer some things. For example, Master Ha owns a magical and intelligent wind bird, which was originally just an ordinary wind bird, but like an elf. Not only can he fully understand people's words, but he can even practice independently.

The ordinary wind bird has very little life span, only more than ten years, but Master Ha's wind bird survived for more than 60 years until Ha Mingfei passed away. The little guy flew in the Heavenly Dao Palace of Fengming Mountain for three days, crying and wailing for a long time, and finally disappeared.

The peak where the Heavenly Dao Palace is located was changed to Fengming Mountain by Ha Mingfei, so he naturally missed this real Fengming Mountain. Just like the Jinyu Dao Sect, the valley he entered was called Fengming Valley.

Little guy, I remember Jufengbird likes to eat grass seeds. I happened to have a small bag of good grass seeds in my hand, which is a cheaper one. Mi Qian said in his heart, took out a small cloth bag, poured out dozens of plant seeds from it, and reached out to Jufengbird.

This is... Ren Daoyuan looked at the seeds in Mi Qianxin's hand and felt a little familiar.

It’s nothing. Some seeds I got in the early years were inseparable. I was originally just staying by my side and thinking about it. Since I met this little guy, I just happened to feed it. I thought it would be hungry if I came to my stomach. Mi Qianxin said.

Ren Daoyuan was puzzled. He had just eaten eggshells and the young Jufeng bird would not feel hungry in less than a month. The time to enter Fengming Valley was added up, but it was less than a month. He would not think that Mi Qianxin did not recognize Jufeng birds. This was a bit false.

Jufengniao raised her head, looked at Ren Daoyuan, and cried out whimper.

If you want to eat, eat it. Ren Daoyuan smiled and said, his face suddenly changed, and he reached out to stop the young bird's yellow-mouthed girl.

Senior Mi? The seeds of the heavy flowers in your hands? Ren Daoyuan exclaimed.

My friend has good eyesight. These are the seeds of heavy flowers in the ground. Unfortunately, although the spirits are good, they cannot be planted and are not very useful. The seeds of spirits are rare tonics for birds, and they just happen to be cheaper. As he said that, Mi Qianxin reached his hand to the yellow mouth of Jufeng young bird.

Ren Daoyuan quickly took out three of them and put them in his hands. The young Jufeng bird had been moved by these seeds for a long time and was blocked by Ren Daoyuan. He was a little unhappy at first, but when he saw the seeds being delivered to his mouth, Ren Daoyuan did not object to it eating them, so he could not bear it. He ate more than ten heavy seeds in a moment.

After eating, he raised his head, looked at Mi Qianxin gratefully, and hissed a few softly. He leaned on Ren Daoyuan's arm, closed his eyes, and continued to listen to the increasingly clear lingering sound of the phoenix.

Ren Daoyuan carefully harvested the seeds of heavy flowers. This kind of spiritual object takes thousands of years to bloom and bear fruit. Every thousand years, one more flower and one more fruit can be produced, up to ten flowers and ten fruits. It is a very special spiritual object.
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