Disciples commit suicide every day [Transmigration Book]

He sighed with some annoyance, and said: "I'll go to the Immortal Palace to see Biyuan. I haven't had time to see it before. Now I finally have some time. When it's almost there, call me."

Huo Xun naturally agreed.

"it is good."

Xie Qingrang immediately disappeared and entered the Immortal Palace. As soon as Biyuan saw him, she pounced on him. Although she had been comforted, she was still very disturbed by not being able to see her master, especially a while ago. It suddenly lost contact with its owner, which frightened it.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay." Xie Qingrang hurriedly smoothed its fur, Biyuan raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Xie Qing let his fingers comb the delicate feathers on its neck, and said with a smile, "Bi Yuan, we are going to the Phoenix Tomb."

Bi Yuan stretched her neck and called out "Jiu Jiu" a few times.

"Yes, yes, I know that all phoenixes are from Nirvana, and there must be no bones. I'm not going to dig up the corpses, and I won't disturb their sleep. I just want to find the five phoenix soul purification array."

Biyuan yelled a few more times, indicating that it didn't know about this formation, so it flew around him, stretched out its claws to hook his clothes, and pulled him forward.

Xie Qingrang followed him into the garden with some doubts, and couldn't help but marvel: "This is... Qiongming fruit tree?"

"It really grew out!"

Biyuan let out a long cry proudly, flew around the fruit tree twice, and landed next to the newly grown saplings, her bright black eyes showing a very vivid sense of coveting.

Xie Qingrang patted it on the head amusedly: "It seems that meteorites are indeed very unusual, not only can they be used as offerings to sycamore trees, Qiongming fruit trees can also be raised here."

"Look at the growth, it will bear fruit after a while, and you can eat it then, don't worry."

Bi Yuan nodded thoughtfully, but still stared at the tree with a greedy look on the verge of drooling.

Xie Qingrang looked around the garden. It was supposed to be full of exotic grasses, but now there was only a bare tree. This tree was planted by him after he tried to plant a seed.

He thought for a while, and took out the remaining seeds. There were about [-] seeds in total. He planted them all one by one, and planned the back garden into a small orchard.

After finishing all this, he took out another branch. The straight and beautiful trunk was decorated with tender and ready-to-drop leaves. It was the branch given to him by the sacred plane tree.

"Biyuan, tell me... can the sycamore tree grow here?" He asked his little bird, but at the same time he had already started to move, carefully inserting the branch into the most fertile land in the garden. central.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the branch left his hand, it soon - almost instantly, turned into a dead branch.

Xie Qingrang stared at the branch in surprise, then tentatively picked it up again, and the branch suddenly came alive.

Let go, and the branch becomes a dead branch.

How is this going?

He asked Bi Yuan in surprise: "Bi Yuan, do you know what's going on? How could this happen?"

Bi Yuan barked a few times and tilted her head to look at him strangely.

Xie Qingrang was stunned, Biyuan was asking him why he put a piece of dead tree branch here, the plant would not survive.

how could be?Can't even see Bi Yuan?

"Biyuan, don't you remember this branch? This is the branch given to me by the sacred tree!"

Biyuan blinked and called out.

"Is that so? A branch will become a dead branch and lose its vitality when it is separated from the body?"

Biyuan nodded very positively, if the sycamore tree was so easy to transplant, the phoenixes would not be so distressed.

Xie Qingrang held the fresh and tender branches in his hands, and when he got close to him, he even felt that he could smell the fresh and natural fragrance. How could this be?

Why is the branch alive in his hands, but will wither and crumble as soon as it leaves him?

He intuitively felt that this was a very important question, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to put away the branches first.

Bi Yuan leaned over, got into his arms and begged the tiger to touch it, Xie Qingrang let go of her doubts temporarily and played with it.

In any case, if you can successfully reach the Phoenix Tomb, you will be able to solve all the mysteries.

……

Not long after, Huo Xun started calling him, and Xie Qingrang hurriedly answered.

Huo Xun then appeared in the Immortal Palace the next moment, and Xie Qingrang dragged him into the core control office.

"Ah Xun, it's started."

"it is good."

Xie Qingrang closed his eyes, wrapped his spiritual sense around the stone tablet with the golden characters swimming, and everything about the Immortal Palace immediately appeared in his mind. He poked out his spiritual sense and stared at the external scene.

It was an indescribably magnificent beauty. The bright fine sand flowed in front of my eyes, converging into countless rivers, and the rivers merged and intertwined together, weaving a vast and boundless ocean, floating and stretching in the dark sky, constantly changing own beautiful face.

Xuanyuan Qianhuan also quietly appeared, instructing Huo Xun to use the time source sand to find the direction.

Time source sand, as the name suggests, is formed by the condensation of the original power of time. It can be said that it contains the original law of time. Through it, the source of time torrent can be traced naturally—because it belongs there.

Huo Xun took out a grain of source sand the size of a soybean, and controlled it with his spiritual thoughts to place it on the outermost side of the fairy palace.

As soon as Yuansha got close to the torrent of time, he began to emit a faint gleam, wanting to fly out and merge with his 'companions'.

Huo Xun tightly entangled it with his spiritual thoughts, precisely controlled its position, and did not allow it to get out of control.

On the other hand, it is also necessary to ensure that it is close enough to the torrent of time, find the azimuth that attracts it, and judge the correct flow direction of each tributary, so as not to approach rashly and be suddenly impacted by the river.

The power of the source sand of time will disappear a little every time it approaches the source, and after one day, a grain of source sand will be exhausted.

Huo Xun hurriedly added one, and continued to report the direction of every tributary encountered in the process of advancing.

Xie Qingrang carefully controlled the fairy palace. He not only had to follow the correct flow direction, but also sensed whether there was any force to attract the fairy palace during the process, and also avoided all possible gaps in space.

If it weren't for most of the power of Asgard being supplemented by spirit stones, he only needed to control the core, and he would not be able to control Asgard like this at all.

The gaps in time and space are not so easy to hide, and the gaps here are filled with a lot of time flow, and the two have long been integrated.

Fortunately, Asgard's own defense system can warn of danger in advance, and Xie Qingrang can avoid it in time.

At this point, he couldn't help but be thankful that they had replaced the fairy palace as a tool for progress, otherwise Ah Xun would be under unimaginable pressure now, and they might not be able to pass through this area smoothly.

This turbulent ocean is really huge. As time went by, Xie Qingrang became more and more anxious. He tried to establish a connection with the Phoenix Cemetery through the fairy palace to find the way forward, but it didn't help. As a result, he couldn't feel anything in this torrent echoing with the Immortal Palace.

He even contacted Biyuan at the risk of being distracted, but still got a disappointing result, and Biyuan didn't feel anything.

Seeing that a time source sand has been exhausted again, Xie Qing made his heart secretly anxious, but he dared not tell Huo Xun for fear of affecting him.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

He quickly controlled his divine sense to take out the branch, picked a leaf and threw it out.

The leaves fluttered away and gradually disappeared into the torrent.

Xie Qingrang looked at the direction where the leaves disappeared, gritted his teeth, and controlled the fairy palace to fly to the place where the leaves disappeared.

As the saying goes - fallen leaves return to their roots.

He believed that there must be a sycamore tree in Phoenix's tomb. It is true that the sacred tree is dead, but the leaves will always be summoned by the roots to float back.

In any case, he had no other choice.

……

In this way, he walked carefully in one direction along the guidance of the leaves, and at the same time carefully followed the direction of the river to avoid danger.

The road ahead was difficult, and he took every step extremely carefully. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and only three grains of Yuansha remained.

On this day, the Immortal Palace suddenly trembled slightly, and Xie Qingrang finally felt a force of attraction - exactly what he was trying to get at the beginning.

"Ah Xun, we're almost there!" He shouted excitedly, and almost deviated from the track because of it, he was so scared that he quickly restrained himself.

Huo Xun heard it, but he didn't dare to relax. It's the last moment. As long as they successfully complete this last section of the road, they will be there!

Both of them were extremely excited, and the exhaustion that had reached its peak in the past few days was suppressed again.

Xie Qingrang was also relieved that there was no need to pull the leaves to find the way. The branch was already visibly smaller, only the size of a palm. If it continues to be consumed like this, it will probably disappear.

It hurts to think about it...

Of course, he didn't have time to think about anything, but that distressed feeling would always linger in his heart and refused to go away.

Xie Qing let concentrate on controlling the fairy palace, and through the restrictions on the outside, he can already see the tomb of the phoenix in the center of this turbulent ocean.

It is like a small emerald pearl, floating there quietly.

After another day, I can vaguely see its whole picture, a small round island, hovering quietly in the air, surrounded by an endless sea of ​​​​brilliance.

On the third day, they finally arrived at the top of the Phoenix Tomb. Xie Qingrang carefully directed the fairy palace to touch the outermost protective barrier of the island.

Everything went smoothly, so smoothly that when Xie Qingrang stood on the ground and stared at the entrance of the canyon, he felt a deep sense of unreality.

Huo Xun stood beside him, looking at the huge canyon with him.

Xie Qingrang looked at it for a while, then looked down at the creek under his feet.

"Ah Xun...do you feel that this place is exactly the same as the illusion we experienced in the abyss?"

"Here...is it really real?"

Huo Xun didn't answer, and he also fell into doubt.

On the contrary, it was Biyuan who flew out of the fairy palace and happily flew towards the depths of the canyon.

Xie Qingrang and Huo Xun looked at each other, held each other's hands tightly, and walked towards the mountain road between the canyons.