Sure enough, the young master ran away again! He really can't change his bad temper!
Hengshou began to miss Mrs. He again:
If Madam was here, how could the young master dare to come like this? Do you only know how to make things all day long and don’t clean up at all?
When we read a book on weekdays, we throw the book on the table after reading it, and we have to put it back where it belongs.
Every time I do research or do crafts, the used tools are thrown on the table and handed over to us for cleaning and wiping.
Every time there was a book exhibition in Langhuan Hall, he was only responsible for carrying the books to the door and spreading them out. Just make a beginning and then don't care about it anymore. In the future, we will be the ones leading people to do the work, whether we are watching the weather or collecting books.
Hengshou let out a long sigh.
This time blow up the Phoenix Nest and fish out all three. But he didn't care about the subsequent aftermath.
Hengshou bravely went up to break up the fight and informed Fu Xiangfeng to come quickly.
He couldn't understand the bird language at all, and he had no idea what Fengniao and Fu Bilao were arguing about.
Fu Bilao, whose bloodline talent is Feng Yu, learned the art of "turning into a phoenix" from Feng Yu.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded!"
"Succeeded? Was he counter-attacked by the opponent?"
"You are the one. If it weren't for me, you would be refined by Phoenix Nest, right?"
…
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp
Fu Xiangfeng hurried over and saw a man and a bird fighting. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Don't fight!"
After noticing Fu BoLao's birdsong and looking at Fu BoZhao's similar appearance, Fu Xiangfeng suddenly realized, cupping his hands and clasping his fists: "But brother Fu BoLao?"
"Which lineage are you from? Looking at your age - Baihuangtang?"
Among all the members of the Fu family, only the Baihuangtang lineage adopted an elite strategy and deliberately slowed down the reproduction of their heirs.
"Exactly. Why are you here, brother? Was he resurrected through the Phoenix Nest?"
Fu Boluo blocked the strong wind with Samadhi True Fire and took a few steps back. But when I looked at Fu Xiangfeng, I felt a little guilty.
"Forget it, guess it."
At this time, the phoenix bird flew to Fu Xiangfeng's shoulder.
Fu Boluo's eyes narrowed: "Is this bird yours?"
"It's old to me."
The phoenix bird glared at Fu BoLao angrily and cursed in phoenix language.
Fu Xiangfeng quickly comforted him and said helplessly: "It was you who took the initiative to come to Phoenix Nest. This place was built by Brother Shrike and was used for his and Senior Fang's resurrection. Right, brother?"
"Yes, that's right. It's for our resurrection."
Fu Bilao looked at the phoenix egg in his hand and said vaguely: "Senior Fang and I arranged the phoenix nest back then, intending to use it to resurrect us after death. But I didn't expect that you, the phoenix bird, would come in and activate the phoenix nest in advance. As a result, all three of us were in trouble. Something happened."
Although he had no good intentions in building the Phoenix Nest.
But that's it. Then just pretend it never happened, and everyone can move on in peace.
Do you think you are a treacherous person in front of your cousin from the same clan?
"I failed to truly become an immortal, so I temporarily borrowed the sycamore tree to entrust my spiritual spirit. Although your phoenix bird successfully emerged, it did not become an innate true phoenix in one step. It can only be said to be a wild phoenix. By analogy with the lower dragon species."
He emphasized the word "wild phoenix" heavily, making Fengniao so angry that he almost rushed to fight again.
Fu Xiangfeng quickly hugged Fengniao. But the phoenix kept stretching its neck to peck at the shrike.
If you hadn't caused trouble, how could I not have succeeded? I went all the way to find Xuangui to calculate and calculate that I could successfully emerge from the world here!
Fu Boluo sneered and said: "You have caused us two hundreds of years of hard work to be wasted, and we haven't done anything bad to you yet! If it weren't for the boy who hugged you, he would be a member of my race. Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
Come on, who is afraid of whom?
Fengniao cursed loudly, and Fu Bilao retorted.
But nearby Hengshou and Fang Dongyuan heard only one person and one bird making various "chirping, chirping, chirping" sounds.
Only Fu Xiangfeng understood the quarrel between one person and one bird, and had to stop them on both sides.
Click——
At this time, the phoenix egg in Fu Bilao's hand cracked, and a pink bird appeared inside.
"Ji-ji-"
The bird closed its eyes, opened its mouth, and kept shouting with difficulty.
Seeing this scene, Fu Bilao and Fengniao shut up at the same time.
One person and one bird stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"Cousin, could this be..."
"This is Senior Fang."
Fublau inspected the chick and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the soul is retained, the memory is not restored in the new life, which is not bad.
In this way... you might as well take care of it and grow it up. Even if I regain my memory when I grow up, I will successfully achieve enlightenment at that time, which can resolve the cause and effect between the two of us.
Besides, although we made plans secretly, we didn't openly quarrel with each other.
At that time, Fu Bo Lao traveled in many directions, used the Phoenix language to research the secrets of China, and finally constructed the "Phoenix Nest Secret Technique". It's just that the construction of the Phoenix Nest requires the Yuan Dan of a Jin Dan monk as the energy source. That's why he came to negotiate when the color master Fang Wanjin was about to die.
Although Fang Wanjin guessed that Fu Bolao might have bad intentions. But when he was about to die, he could only grasp this last straw. Seal the natal Yuan Dan into the Phoenix Nest in advance, and leave a five-color phoenix picture for yourself as a back-up.
Now that Fu Boluo was thinking about it, he naturally guessed Fang Wanjin's layout quite well. But now neither of them have achieved their goals, but life still has to go on.
"How will brother deal with him? Our family is currently on Fengtong Island - the combination of Tianfeng Island and Qingtong Island. Our spiritual veins have been upgraded. The sycamore trees there have been improved and can raise phoenixes."
Fu Xiangfeng gave a brief overview of the Fu family.
Fu Bilao was surprised and happy when he heard that Fu Ruiying and Fu Danwei had both transformed into infants.
The Fu family is in great prosperity!
Looking at the golden phoenix transformed by Fang Wanjin, I no longer have any worries in my heart. What if we raise him up and regain his memory? There are two Nascent Soul Grandmasters in the Fu family, and I didn’t really harm them. What can he do to me?
"I will take him back to Tianfeng-Fengtong Island later."
Today's Fubolao is not a human being, but a righteous sycamore tree.
He naturally has the ability to raise a phoenix.
At this time, the phoenix bird pointed at the broken eggshell with its wings.
Fu Bilao fed the eggshell to Jinfeng, with green air coming out of his hands, and gently comforted Jinfeng.
After Jinfeng ate the eggshell and obtained the last piece of innate vitality, he temporarily stabilized.
Fengniao: "If you want to raise him later, it's best to choose a bamboo forest and mountain spring."
"Don't worry. My family is more familiar with raising phoenixes than wild phoenixes. By the way, you don't have the innate talent to become an immortal. Why don't you sign a contract with my cousin and join the towering wind avenue."
Seeing that the phoenix bird was about to peck someone again, he quickly turned to Xiangfeng and said, "For us monks who practice 'Feng Yu', the biggest opportunity is the phoenix. Only by practicing with the phoenix can we unleash the original ability of the phoenix language."
Long Yan can perform Taoist magic, and so can Feng Yu.
He leaned toward the wind and looked at the phoenix bird.
Fengniao pecked his hair gently, neither objecting nor agreeing.
Fu Xuanxing shouted at the door: "Hey - are you ready to break up the fight over there? Someone is already approaching here!"
The secret palace is exposed to the water, and with the birth of Jinfeng, auspicious visions have overflowed.
Several monks came to the vicinity of the Secret Mansion.
Although they were blocked by the Bagua array, through the visions overflowing from inside, they determined that there was a treasure inside this secret palace and planned to violently break the array.
Fu Xiangfeng immediately looked at Fang Dongyuan and Hengshou.
The two of them went back to help Fu Xuanxing first.
Later, Fu Xiangfeng invited Fu Bilao to take action together.
A white spiritual wind rose under Fu Bilao's feet, and his spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire secret palace, activating the mechanisms he designed back then one by one. Afterwards, the two took the two birds over to help.
"Brother, have you achieved elixir now?"
"No. The fake god has the magic power close to that of the fake alchemy monk, but in the end he didn't really take that step."
The Golden Core Tribulation Pass is a natural chasm.
…
Fu Henghua took back his avatar and quickly typed in the room.
Xiaoyu stood aside, preparing rice paper and ink for him.
Fu Henghua drew his own image on the first drawing. On the left and right, there is a god with a human body and a snake tail. Then I picked up eight pieces of rice paper to piece together the nine-square grid, and started to draw other gods.
"The god of stars in the sky, the king of the four seas and nine waters. And on Donglaiwan Island, one island has one god..."
The drawings were not enough, so he continued to use rice paper to piece it together left, right, up and down.
"After Yin and Yang, the God of the Five Elements and Bagua. There are also the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches..."
Many of the gods were only sketches, just an oval design with the deity's location marked inside.
He stepped on the rice paper with his slippers and kept drawing pictures here and there.
Not knowing how much time had passed, he threw the brush aside.
"It's done!"
The young man happily looked at the picture of the gods that he had pieced together using hundreds of pieces of rice paper.
After he came out, Xiaoyu used a handkerchief to help him wipe off the ink spots on the tip of his nose.
"Xiaoyu, look. This is my magic weapon for future battles. Once this painting is completed, my golden elixir will be completed."
Fu Henghua himself and the Yin and Yang gods stood in the center of the gods.
Above is the God of stars in the sky, standing on the auspicious clouds, guarding the three saints.
Below are the gods of the four seas, nine waters and ten thousand islands, with white waves rolling in their hands. The gods are holding jade guis and scepters.
On the left and right are the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and the Taoist God and True King.
And outside all these gods, there are hundreds of thousands of celestial soldiers, divine generals, celestial maidens and children.
After Xiaoyu looked at it, he praised a few words, and then changed the topic: "This project is so big, the amount of color required-"
After making a rough estimate, Fu Henghua slowly shook his head.
It can't be done.
If this picture is really made, do I still need to worry about it? Isn't it possible to think about transforming into a baby? Can the Tribulation Immortal discuss this?
"Xiaoyu, send a message to Hengshou. Ask him to dig out all the colors in that secret palace for me."
Yancai has a benefit. Through skills, the pigments of ancient paintings and antiques are cut out and can be reused after secondary processing.
“If it really doesn’t work, we don’t care about destroying the ancient relics.
"How much money does Chaoyinzhai have? From now on, please help me pay attention to magic weapons like Lingtu calligraphy and painting. Buy them all, and I will 'cut out pictures and paint' later."
We cannot simply place our hopes on Zhang Ruyi, we should consider other available methods.
Fu Henghua then thought of another thought: Beast blood, there was a method of using animal blood to make pigments in China's era, I can use it to modify it.
Using the blood of mythical beasts and spirit beasts will pollute the Ten Thousand Gods Chart and lead to too many impurities. Fu Henghua does not want this.
But if animal blood is okay, what about your own blood? Use your own creation blood, or extract your own essence and longevity to synthesize pigments——
Also, soil is the essence of all soil. A large part of the raw materials for Yancai come from minerals. Can I change the corresponding color through the soil?
Many magic weapons and buildings have colors. Can these colors be extracted to create Lingyuan Yancai?
Inspirations burst out in Fu Henghua's mind one after another. He ordered Xiaoyu to put away the "Draft of the Ten Thousand Gods Diagram" and started the next round of experiments.
In the past, color researchers were passed down from a single line, with masters and apprentices teaching their skills. The main purpose of their practice is "to use colors to represent the way of heaven, and to refine all colors to become immortals." Lingyuan Yancai is just a by-product of their cultivation, and only provides a supply for unpopular professional spirit painters.
Therefore, color researchers have never thought about how to expand the scope of "color extraction". Never would I have thought that one day someone would need such a huge share of Yan Cai.
Nowadays, new changes are taking place among the color researchers. Fu Henghua wants to find a new extraction method for the new color research method.
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Henghua has a character that plays with the greatness of nature. If you put it in Western Fantasy, he is the kind of creator god who only cares about creation and does not care about subsequent management.
After the world was created and life was created, he patted his butt and went to sleep. When he woke up, he saw that the creatures had broken their heads and destroyed the entire continent.
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