Sanqing frowned, "This demonic dog monster can't tolerate even human beings. It's really heartless and immoral."
It's a pity that Lou Jinxiao couldn't hear Sanqing's abuse.
Fu Zhu seemed to have just remembered and asked, "Why do you keep calling him a dog demon? Isn't he a demon?"
The demonic aura on his body doesn't seem to be fake. Could it be that he is a demon cultivator and fallen demon?
Sanqing pointed to his eyes, "I can see it."
Except for some rare beast monsters with noble blood, whose true form cannot be seen after turning into human form, everything else is fine.
When she saw the demon, she saw the shadow of a black dog.
Fu Zhu did not continue the question. She needed to find the residence of Qian Sanbao's parents first, take an object contaminated with their breath, and use the breath-seeking technique.
Qian's house is very big. After passing through the winding corridor and rock garden, Fu Zhu arrived at the backyard.
The head of the family lived in the main house, so it was not difficult to tell which room was the room of Qian Sanbao's parents.
Opening the door, a cold fragrance seeped out of the room. Looking over, I saw a few pruned wintersweets stuck in the blue and white porcelain in front of the window.
San Qing rummaged east and west, and finally picked up a sachet embroidered with a phoenix bird on the ground, "Fu Zhu, can you see this?"
The girl stood in front of the window, picked up an ivory grate, raised it above her head, and finally found a hair on it, and smiled lightly.
The talisman beads drew in the void, and the spiritual power condensed into an icy blue illusory bird, "The form and spirit are the same, look for breath and traces, go!"
The ice-blue bird flapped its wings twice and flew out of the window, then flew out of Qian's house and headed into the mountains.
Fu Zhu didn't understand what the demon was thinking, and frowned slightly, "He hid the person in the mountain?"
Seeing that its master was not following, the breath-seeking bird turned back and pecked the girl's hand, signaling her not to be distracted and to follow him closely.
There is a trail on the mountain, which has been trampled to the point of being bare and bare. The snow is blocked by branches and has not fallen much.
Sanqing turned back and looked down, "Fu Zhu, is that where we came in?"
The huge stone tablet also has the words Fengquan Township engraved in red on the back.
Fu Zhu nodded, and his eyes moved slightly to the terraced fields. The ice sculptures were already covered with snow, blending in with the whiteness of the sky and the earth.
Only then did she realize that the view on the mountain was so good that she could have a panoramic view of the entire Fengquan Township.
The houses and terraces are separated by a glacier, forming a confrontational layout.
The breath-seeking bird stopped at a place, and Hiji asked, "Is this here?"
But there's nothing around? How can you hide someone?
As soon as she finished speaking, the ice blue bird moved again, flew a few miles to the north and stopped, circling back and forth, looking at the girl eagerly.
When the talisman bead approaches, the breath-seeking bird flies south.
Sanqing blinked twice and asked, "Is it crazy?"
Fu Zhu had never used this technique before, and he didn't know what the situation was. He saw the small ice-blue bird spinning back and forth anxiously, and exploded with a "boom".
Sanqing swallowed his saliva and said, "Sure enough, he's crazy."
Riji was worried, "What should we do now?"
Fu Zhu's eyebrows were helpless, "Let's look for it in the few places where it stayed."
Wu Sheng let go of her hand and started digging in silence. Apparently, he thought people were hiding underground.
…
There was a young man lying on the spirit boat, and he weakly asked, "Qian Sanbao, how far is your home?"
The fat boy had his fingers clasped on the hilt of the sword at his waist. He clenched his other hand into a fist, tightly grasped the broken jade token, and opened his mouth, "We're almost there."
Zhou Zhao could tell that he was in a low mood, and he was embarrassed to say that he was almost there. He had said it many times.
Qian Sanbao let go of his hand on his sword and pointed in the direction, "That's Fengquan Township."
Hearing this, Zhou Zhao was surprised for a moment, was he really almost there? He leaned out most of his body and saw a snow-covered mountain in the distance.
Wrapped in silver, holy and beautiful.
"Does that mountain have a name?" Zhou Zhao tilted his head and said, "It looks quite refreshing."
Qian Sanbao heard Zhou Zhao's voice and thought, "If there is a name, it's called Wushan."
He vaguely felt that this Wushan Mountain seemed to be a little higher. Maybe it’s the snow this winter that’s heavier than in previous years.
Qian Sanbao looked away and said slowly, "There is a sweet spring on the mountain. It is said that it once attracted Phoenix to rest and drink water. I don't know whether it is true or not, but the villagers of Fengquan Township believed it. In order to attract Phoenix again, they planted it. The mountain is covered with sycamores, so it is called Wushan.”
Zhou Zhao clicked his tongue twice and put his hand on Qian Sanbao's shoulder, "I didn't expect Phoenix to appear in your small place. After seeing your parents, take me to the mountain to see the Li Spring. I haven't tasted Phoenix drink yet." What does the water taste like?"
Qian Sanbao corrected him, "I told you it's just a rumor. It doesn't necessarily mean that a phoenix actually came."
"And that Liquan, which is a mountain spring with a slightly sweeter taste, is almost drying up. I don't know if it is still there."
Zhou Zhao didn't mind, but insisted on seeing it, so Qian Sanbao had no choice but to agree to him.
"We're finally here." Zhou Zhao jumped off the spirit boat and pressed his shoulder.
Qian Sanbao touched the familiar words "Fengquan Township" on the stone tablet, and felt all kinds of emotions in his heart.
Zhou Zhao read one word at a time, "Feng, Quan, Xiang."
"Is it also related to the legend of the phoenix in your hometown?"
Qian Sanbao nodded.
Passing by the field, Qian Sanbao saw a small arched bag. Although he was curious, he did not explore it because he was eager to return.
Zhou Zhao grabbed him, "What's under the snow?"
He saw that these fields were all very flat, except for this place, which had a small bump that was very abrupt.
Zhou Zhao used his sword to pry open the top layer of snow, and finally saw clearly what was underneath. It was a square lump of ice that was as high as his waist.
A black mass huddled inside.
Zhou Zhao took a closer look, then waved to Qian Sanbao, "Come over and take a look, there's a black dog inside!"
When Qian Sanbao heard the word "black dog", he paused and squatted down. Without taking a closer look, he decided, "It's my Ah Hei!"
Because in the entire Fengquan Township, his family is the only one who has a black dog, which is very clever and is also his best companion.
"Ah Hei?" He knocked on the ice, but got no response. He was a little anxious, "Isn't he dead?"
Qian Sanbao didn't even have time to think about how his Ah Hei could be frozen here, his heart so anxious.
The black dog lying in the ice lazily opened his eyelids and saw two blurry shadows squatting in front of him. He suddenly thought of something and barked weakly.
"Woof——"
Qian Sanbao said happily, "It's Ah Hei, he heard my voice and responded to me!"
"Zhou Zhao, you step back, I will split the ice to rescue Ah Hei."
The black dog was so angry that its fur stood on end. It wasn't until it saw the bright sword light falling that it reluctantly lowered its head and pretended to be obedient.
Boom!
The ice block left only a shallow sword mark, but Qian Sanbao's hand holding the sword was numb from the shock.
The black dog's jaw dropped.
Is this human sword cultivator so weak?
Can't even cut through a piece of ice.
They are completely different from the sword cultivator girl who trapped her here.
