Feng Ming for nine days, the sound was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, straight into the sky.

Ling Xian's spirit perked up, as if at this moment, the pain that had penetrated deep into the divine soul and been condensed by the fire had weakened a lot, and his face naturally showed a look of great joy, and at the same time, he stared forward and looked over.

Then a small phoenix came into view.

It is said to be a phoenix, but in fact, it is only the size of a bean.

However, although the sparrow is small and has all five organs, this phoenix is a little smaller in terms of body, but it is natural, revealing a noble and gorgeous atmosphere, and the clear chirp just now is from it.

I saw its wings spread, and the purple-gold flames around it wrapped around it.

However, the phoenix did not see any pain, but looked happy.

"Bang!"

However, at this moment, an incredible scene happened, the phoenix actually exploded, its body turned into countless fragments, and the path disappeared.

Ling Xian forgot about the pain for a while, what was going on?

However, before this thought could be turned, a clear phoenix sound came into his ears again, and he was stunned for a moment, and looked at it again.

I saw the flame rise and bloom into a flower.

And in the middle of the flowers, a drop of blood is dazzling to the extreme.

This is where the air of nobility comes from.

Phoenix Divine Blood!

It was his own battle for Tianjiao and the result of destroying the elixir, but he didn't expect it to appear here at this moment.

In the blood of the gods, there was a faint sound of a phoenix chirping, and suddenly, the blood broke, and a mini phoenix bathed in fire appeared in the eye.

Phoenix Nirvana!

There were also purple-gold flames wrapped around its body.

Faintly, the phoenix seemed to be devouring the flames.

In a trance, it grew a little bigger.

But it's like an illusion.

Ling Xian wasn't sure, it seemed that there was really a change, and the phoenix continued to devour the flames, and after a stick of incense. It exploded again and turned into divine blood, and then it was reborn from the ashes, and the phoenix was nirvana......

This process goes on and on.

And Ling Xian had been watching from the sidelines.

The pain annihilated him, but Ling Xian turned a blind eye. With amazing perseverance, he endured the pain of the fire calcining the soul.

Before you know it, a day has passed.

Ling Xian didn't know why he had stayed here all the time, even though his spirit was extremely exhausted, his eyes had been firmly watching the phoenix in front of him.

There, Ling Xian felt the aura of the Dao.

I can't say it's enlightened.

But Ling Xian felt that gazing at the process of this phoenix nirvana would be of great benefit to him.

It may be difficult to explain. But he just watched quietly.

This process lasted for three days, and in three days, the phoenix had attained nirvana thirty-six times, and when Ling Xian left, he was finally sure that this phoenix had grown a little stronger.

Leave though. But Ling Xian's heart was full of anticipation.

Although he didn't know why, he vaguely felt. This demon clan holy relic in the Dantian Purple Mansion has a lot to do with the King of Hundred Birds.

There is even an expectation in my heart that this drop of divine blood will continue to grow in Nirvana, and one day. Maybe there will be a day when you will truly become a phoenix.

It's far away, but I can wait!

And the pain of these three days also brought Ling Xianyi an unexpected harvest.

He found that his divine sense was much stronger again, and his soul was stable.

As the saying goes, if you give something, you get it. The blazing flames burned his divine soul and engulfed his spiritual sense, since Ling Xian was able to endure that kind of pain, it was natural that he would gain great benefits.

Of course, this process is not easy to try, if you can't bear it, it is the result of dissipation.

The opportunity to cultivate the immortal world will always belong to the brave.

"Whew!"

Ling Xian opened his eyes and let out a long mouthful of turbid qi in his chest, this time, he just wanted to check his cultivation, but he didn't expect to get such a result unexpectedly, fortunately, it was a blessing or a curse.

Ling Xian continued to meditate, but this time, it was mainly for recuperation.

Soon, a few hours passed in a flash, Ling Xian opened his eyes, his eyes were full of essence, at this time, his spirit and spirit had completely recovered, and the feeling was even more comfortable than a beautiful sleep.

Ling Xian stretched out his hand and picked it up on his waist, and the two storage bags were taken down by him.

Turning his head slightly, the storage bag on the left side showed the color of pale gold, which was extraordinary at a glance, and the fact was that this storage bag was obtained from the ancestor of Jindan.

It's the remnants of the dead wood.

Thinking of this, even with Ling Xian's city government, a trace of fire flashed in his eyes, although the other party died in a daze, but after all, he was a genuine Jindan ancestor, a character who successfully survived the second heavenly tribulation, and his wealth was far from being comparable to that of a foundation building monk.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian took the storage bag in his hand, played with it for a while, shook it slightly, and suddenly, the spiritual light burst out, and pieces of Qingxia emerged, and suddenly, there were a lot of things in front of him.

Among them, the most conspicuous one should be dominated by spirit stones.

Colorful, piled up as if it were different from the hill, there are all kinds of attributes, and among them, the medium-grade spirit stones are the mainstay, and the legendary high-grade spirit stones Ling Xian also saw more than a dozen, these are not to say that they are priceless things, but no matter where they are placed, they are quite precious.

Big catch!

But soon, Ling Xian's gaze moved away from the spirit stone.

A fairy sword came into view.

This sword is only a few inches long, and at a glance, it looks like a child's toy, but the aura on the surface is extremely dazzling, and it keeps emitting circles of hot air.

What's even more incredible is that as soon as the sword came out of the storage bag, it only calmed down for a moment, and suddenly flew up without warning, looking like it was about to run away.

So spiritual, it doesn't look like a dead thing.

Ling Xian's eyes flashed, naturally he wouldn't watch it flee from front of him, with a flick of his robe, the space fluctuated suddenly, and the aura in a radius of several zhang rolled and gathered, turning into a gray big hand and scooping it up.

Immediately grabbed the flying sword in his hand.

But the next moment, he was pierced through the air by the other party.

Ling Xian's face changed, not angry but happy, worthy of being a magic weapon, even if no one drove him, it was still full of power, he shouted, his clothes rose, and with a crackling sound came into his ears, Ling Xian had already cast a steel and iron bone, and the spirit of his right hand gushed out, holding the flying sword.

The opponent rushed left and right, and suddenly the sound of clanging was everywhere.

However, no matter how sharp the magic weapon is, after all, no one drives it, it is like a rootless duckweed, and after struggling for a long time, he still can't escape from Ling Xian's hands.

However, it did not give in, and continued to rush left and right like a headless fly.

A hint of embarrassment flashed on Ling Xian's face, although his strength was good, after all, he was only building a foundation, and if he couldn't use a magic weapon, it would be difficult to subdue this Fire Sword.

After a little hesitation, Ling Xian took out a jade box from his arms, loaded this sword into it, and then pasted two forbidden talismans on the surface, so that this treasure was finally quiet for the time being. (To be continued.) )