Disciples commit suicide every day [Transmigration Book]

"Then...was it you that I saw on the altar just now?" He asked again.

Biyuan looked at him and nodded.

Xie Qingrang suddenly realized that the previous experience in that canyon was too real, and the only loophole might be Biyuan. In order to make up for this loophole, Shenshu threw Biyuan into it together.

Something flashed through his mind quickly, and he looked at the sacred tree.

Whether Biyuan is the last descendant of the phoenix is ​​hard to say, but this sycamore tree must be the only one left.

When the Feng family died out, the sycamore tree withered, but now, after countless years, a new sycamore tree quietly grew on the bottom of the sea.

He had a feeling that Bi Yuan was not the hope of the Feng Clan's revival at all, but this divine parasol tree.

When the sacred tree grows, it may be the time when the phoenix is ​​reborn.

The sacred tree stood there quietly, elegant and beautiful, exuding a faint soft shimmer.

Xie Qingrang looked at the tree in reverence, feeling as if he was witnessing a great event.

At this moment, the branches and leaves of the sacred tree suddenly moved slightly.

He couldn't help but take a few steps forward and came under the tree.

Standing under the tree, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility, as if all the negative emotions were swept away.

Biyuan uttered a joyful long cry, danced around the tree trunk affectionately, and then slowly landed on the branch, its long tail feathers drooping down, perching safely.

The young sycamore tree, the young descendants, everything seems to indicate something.

Even Xie Qingrang, who was standing under the tree, felt an extremely excited joy.

He couldn't help but knelt down, clasped his shoulders with one arm, and saluted deeply.

"God bless the Feng Clan."

The branches of the sycamore tree swayed slightly again, and a forearm-sized branch fell down and landed in front of Xie Qingrang. At the same time, Biyuan also flew down from the tree, grabbing the celestial meteor that was still emitting a faint light with its paws. Yu, put it in front of Xie Qingrang.

Xie Qingrang carefully put away these two things, saluted again, and said gratefully: "Thank you for the treasure from the sacred tree."

……

A gust of breeze blew by, the light in front of me disappeared, and the new-born plane tree disappeared.

A moment later, when Xie Qing regained clarity in front of his eyes, they were already in the deep sea again. The Myriad Illusion Mirror radiated a soft light and floated above their heads, and the aura overflowed from it, forming a small circular hood, enveloping them , sinking and floating along the current.

It was as if they had never entered the enchantment.

Biyuan was in high spirits, standing on Xie Qingrang's lap with her head raised and singing loudly, constantly making beautiful music.

Huo Xun was awakened by this movement, and looked at Xie Qingrang in a daze: "Master, are we out?"

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Qianhuan was even more dazed than he was. Huo Xun participated in half of it. He didn't feel anything during the whole process and was thrown out again.

Xie Qingrang stroked Biyuan's delicate and cool feathers, and nodded with a smile: "Well, it's out."

"Master, what happened later?" Huo Xun observed him immediately, and found that he was all well and in a good mood, so he was relieved and asked curiously.

Xuanyuan Qianhuan also yelled: "Yeah, what's going on? Tell me quickly!"

He was confused and anxious.

Xie Qingrang smiled without saying a word, and said: "You will know in the future, but now—"

"Don't say it, don't say it~"

Huo Xun actually guessed something, so he didn't ask any more when he saw this, but Xuanyuan Qianhuan scratched his head anxiously, yelling non-stop: "Is there anything I can't say, could it be some secret?!"

After he finished shouting, he was taken aback suddenly, and stared at Xie Qingrang.

Xie Qingrang still smiled and said nothing—isn't it just a glimpse of the secret?

Xuanyuan Qianhuan pouted thoughtfully, and stopped talking.

Seeing that he was sullen, Xie Qingrang took out the branch of the sycamore tree and handed it to him.

"Senior, this is the sycamore wood I got, it should help your injury."

Xuanyuan Qianhuan took it with a smile on her face, touched the dry branch preciously, and didn't notice Xie Qingrang's surprised eyes - it was obviously a fresh branch at the beginning, with several delicate leaves growing on it, how could she take it out again? Became a dead branch?

But immediately, he thought that this should be the sacred tree hiding itself.

Huo Xun noticed his fleeting astonishment, and his heart became more confident. He remembered that before he fell into a coma, his master kowtowed to the plane tree three times, presumably these things were gifts from the plane tree.

It seems that during the period when he lost consciousness, the master should have seen the sacred tree.

He smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Since the sacred tree is still alive, the phoenix will be reborn sooner or later, and the secret master has glimpsed must be related to this.Having this fortuitous encounter shows that Master has a deep bond with the Phoenix Clan. He may participate in the big event of Phoenix's rebirth in the future, and obtain the gift of heaven. Even after ascending in the future, he will be able to enjoy the legacy of this matter.

Thinking of this, he looked at Master with pride and regret.

Xie Qingrang noticed his soft sigh and asked him: "A Xun, what's wrong?"

Huo Xun smiled and said: "It's nothing, Master, I was thinking, every time Master gets into trouble, it seems to be because of me, if it is not for me, would Master have a better life?"

Master is good everywhere, sometimes he will inevitably fall into low self-esteem, what's more, this time Master was seriously injured because of the trouble he caused, which made him blame himself even more. He had been worrying about it before, and this emotion was not obvious. Now relax When it came down, it weighed on his heart.

Xie Qingrang looked at him, and put his palm on his cheek: "Don't talk nonsense, how can I live without you."

He and Ah Xun are in a relationship of mutual support and mutual dependence. They have come all the way to the present, and each other is an indispensable part of each other's life.

He stared deeply into Huo Xun's eyes, and said softly, "Ah Xun is the other half of my soul, I can't live without you."

Huo Xun's nose became sour, and his eyes turned red: "Master..."

How could he leave Master?

Xie Qingrang smiled, and pinched his nose: "Don't cry, you little crybag, you know how to act like a baby."

Huo Xun held back his tears, and hugged him eagerly.

Xie Qing asked him to pat him, and said with a smile: "What's more, if you haven't encountered these ordeals, how can you have the adventures later?"

Ah Xun is the protagonist, it is inevitable that there will be many disasters, and it is inevitable that his luck will be against the sky. How can he know that he has not shared Ah Xun's luck?

Since they shared luck, they should naturally bear the hardships together.

but……

The story of the rebirth of the Feng family is completely absent in the original book, and the story seems to be even more broken, and I don’t know if the persistent way of heaven can be remedied?

He couldn't help but think of an anthropomorphic Tiandao villain jumping and roaring at him, feeling like laughing.

"Ahem——" After fiddling with the sycamore branches, Xuanyuan Qianhuan looked at them with sore teeth after recovering from the joy: "Hey, can you stop pretending that I don't exist? Although I don't People, but you still make me feel embarrassed."

Xie Qingrang looked at him speechlessly, why did it feel weird to say this?

Huo Xun glared at him, and said, "Don't you consciously return to the mirror?"

Xuanyuan Qianhuan rolled his eyes at him and let out a loud snort.

……

Bi Yuan raised her head, looked left and right.

"Chirp?"

Xie Qingrang touched it: "It's okay."

Bi Yuan yelled at him a few more times.

Xie Qingrang took out the meteorite from the outer space, and held it flat with his palm: "Is there any mystery to this meteorite?"

Bi Yuan nodded, bent her claws, tapped her fingernails on the meteorite, and sang a few more times.

Xie Qing was surprised: "Do you want me to bleed?"

"Is this stone still a magic weapon?"

Biyuan shook her head.

"Isn't it a magic weapon? What's that?" He looked at Bi Yuan, who urged him while screaming and flapping her wings.

"It turns out that you don't know either. Okay, okay, I know it's a good thing, so I'll try it now, okay?"

Biyuan just gave up and looked at him with round eyes.

Xie Qingrang cut the palm of his other hand, and drops of blood dripped down the palm of his hand onto the round meteorite.

Recognition and activation often require a lot of blood, so he made a big cut.

The blood was continuously absorbed, and soon, the meteorite flew up, floating round and round in mid-air.

Even so, it didn't stop absorbing blood. Xie Qingrang could feel that his blood seemed to be attracted by something, and kept flowing out towards the piece of meteorite, forming a blood-red thread in the air.

The middle of the meteorite gradually oozes blood red, and soon, the red spot continues to expand, as if soaked in blood.

Until the whole piece of meteorite turned bright red, it burst out with a burst of spiritual power, and then shrunk into a small red dot, which flew into Xie Qingrang's brow, leaving a dark red cinnabar mark on his brow.

Xie Qingrang stroked the center of his eyebrows, and a mysterious consciousness flowed into his mind. Before he could absorb it, another accident occurred in the seabed.

The sand, mud and gravel in the depths of the ocean began to roll and vibrate, and after a short while, it evolved into a power like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

This violent vibration is like a volcanic eruption on the seabed, getting stronger and stronger, as if it is going to overturn the entire seabed.

The violent vibration created countless eddies in the sea water, extending from the bottom of the sea. It is conceivable that people on the sea will soon feel this vibration.

Large and small vortices converged and merged, gradually forming a huge ocean vortex. As the vibration intensified, the edge of this vortex continued to expand.

When the vortex expanded to hundreds of feet in size, the reason for the vortex appeared before everyone's eyes.

A palace carved out of crystal jade slowly emerged from the center of the vortex.

On the plaque hanging above the gate of the palace, there are four simple characters.

That is the font of the ancient times, translated, it is——

Meteorite, Jade, Immortal, Palace.