"So we are going to find the phoenix now? It's really below?" Meng Shuai said in a few questions.

The further down, the hotter it became. Meng Shuai had to use his true energy to resist. Wei Chanyu's originally white little face gradually became sweating. He was golden and red in front of him, so how could there be any other shadow?

Wei Chanyu was already anxious and hot. After hearing Meng Shuai's words, she became even more anxious and said, "Do you believe it or not? Anyway, you have the Fire-Breaking Pearl now. If you don't believe it, go up. I won't stop you."

Meng Shuai said: "But if there is a phoenix, I will not leave as long as you don't leave. I'm just worried about you."

Wei Chanyu said: "What do I have to worry about? With Xiao Feng here, who can hurt me?"

Meng Shuai said: "I am worried about you. You see, you are amazing now and you are moving forward. Even if Mrs. Liang pulls you, you will not look back. If you find the Phoenix, then everyone will be fine. What if you can't find it? Then you are trapped under the magma alone, and you can't find the road, and you will be criticized again when you go back. You will be in a dilemma. Do you think you will cry?"

Wei Chanyu's face changed and he hit him back and said, "Nonsense, why do I cry...I won't cry."

Meng Shuai knew she was guilty and smiled and said, "So I'll testify to you. I'm testifying. You didn't mean to ignore Mrs. Liang, but you fell down accidentally and were entangled by the ferocious beasts in the volcano. This was delayed by accident. With me here, you won't let those heads make things difficult for you."

Wei Chanyu snorted and stopped talking. But she didn't refuse. I thought Meng Shuai's words would meet her thoughts.

Meng Shuai said: "If you find a phoenix, what will you do? Do you want to collect it as a spirit beast?"

Wei Chanyu said in surprise: "You dare to think about it - collecting phoenixes as spirit beasts, why don't you collect real dragons as spirit beasts?"

Meng Shuai said: "I have already taken it off. So what do you want?"

Wei Chanyu said: "I want to collect one of her feathers."

Meng Shuai said: "This ambition is not small. Didn't you just say that the five saints of the Phoenix Golden Palace each got one feather and created this huge foundation. You also want one feather. Can you create a new sect orthodox system?"

Wei Chanyu said, "I didn't think so... The saints got the phoenix's tail feathers. One phoenix only has nine tail feathers at most, so I can't afford it. It's enough for me to want a chest feather or a neck feather. It's not that I want it myself, but Xiaofeng needs it."

Meng Shuai said: "Is your sword?"

Wei Chanyu nodded and said, "I only have the phoenix that I have, which is also what Xiaofeng tells you. Xiaofeng and the phoenix are in a dark way."

Meng Shuai nodded and said, "So that's it." He thought of his dragon submersion cone, which was also related to the real dragon. There are so many magical things in the world, and he is not alone. But this cannot be explained. Now he has no trace of the phoenix.

Wei Chanyu also thought of this, and her little face showed depression. She was about to save face again when she was shocked and said, "Look—"

Amid the magma in the sky, a figure moved gracefully.

It was a big bird with long golden feathers and elegant and slender body, spreading its wings and wandering through the magma. The hot magma seemed to its paradise.

Wei Chanyu said in surprise: "Phoenix...phoenix?"

Meng Shuai calmed down and said, "No, it's not... it's the Fire Messenger!"

If Fire Fairy Child is one of the advanced spiritual birds in the volcanic area, Fire Messenger is the top king among the beasts living in volcanoes. They not only can avoid the erupting flames and smoke, but can also travel through the flames and magma. Some people even say that they can fly into the sun.

However, fire messengers are very rare, just like a mountain that cannot accommodate two tigers. They do not live in groups, but walk alone. Among a large volcano, there is only one at most, and the peak of the God Hidden is easily unavailable.

Even Wei Chanyu, who grew up in a volcanic area, had never seen it before, and said in surprise: "Is it just it? It's so beautiful, I thought I had seen the phoenix."

The Fire Messenger is indeed beautiful. His stretched golden and red feathers, his slender figure, and his proud expression are indeed like a phoenix on a painting. However...

"That's just a fire messenger, not a phoenix. The elegance of the phoenix is ​​ten times hundred times better than it. It is said that the fire messenger is just a messenger under the phoenix's seat, but it is only higher than the Fire Fairy Child who served the front driver."

Wei Chanyu sighed a long time, like a dream.

At this time, the fire messenger spread his body and was about to fly. Meng Shuai suddenly pulled Wei Chanyu and said, "Follow up."

Wei Chanyu was puzzled, and Meng Shuai said, "Have you heard that hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix?"

The two chased the Fire Messenger and advanced deep into the magma. As they walked, their eyes lit up and another Fire Messenger flew over and walked side by side with the Fire Messenger.

Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth, fire messengers flew into the line and moved forward neatly. The volcanic king who was high above was now neatly like a group of geese.

Wei Chanyu smacked her tongue and said, "Is this really... there is a phoenix?"

Meng Shuai said: "The wild geese passes the letter - only when the phoenix is ​​there, the fire messenger will restore his true nature."

The two of them caught up all the way, and suddenly, the flames in front changed into a tornado-like vortex. The fire messengers entered one after another and threw themselves into the center of the vortex.

Meng Shuai said: "Maybe it's here, let's go in too. I'm afraid the suction inside is strong, so let's hold hands." As he said that, he grabbed Wei Chanyu's hand and felt that her palms were cold and full of sweat.

The two of them squeezed the fire-proof beads and rushed into the flames together.

A dizzy wave of heat penetrated the fire-proof beads, grilling the two of them with flesh and blood and even bone marrow, and the hotness penetrated into their souls. For a moment, Meng Shuai's mind was confused, and he didn't know how to live or die except the word "hot".

The next moment, the heat wave faded and the sound of birds singing came to my ears.

The sound of birds singing comes one after another, some are crisp and pleasant, and some are high-pitched into the clouds. Before you can look closely, you can weave a gorgeous world of birds.

When you open your eyes, you will see colorful feathers. Birds, big or small, live in a prosperous valley.

The terrain of the valley is narrow and long, with a layer of fluffy meadow on the ground, and another layer of fluffy... bird mat. Birds of all sizes occupy every inch of the valley, so they have nowhere to step on. The chirping sounds of birds make people buzz in their ears, but if they listen for a long time, they can hear many wonderful melodies from it.

Wei Chanyu was very surprised and said, "Where is this? It's not hot at all."

Indeed, although the temperature here is not low, it can be classified as "warm". Even ordinary people will find it very comfortable here. For Wei Chanyu, who drilled out of the hot magma, it is like heaven. And those birds also look cute.

She was very happy, but saw Meng Shuai being a little confused and looked very strange. She touched him and said, "What's wrong with you? Isn't this place good?"

Meng Shuai woke up and said, "It's strange, this place seems familiar."

Wei Chanyuqi said, "How could it be? Have you ever been in magma before?"

Meng Shuai said: "No, I'm talking about this valley...and these birds." He said thoughtfully, "I have seen these birds gather in a valley before."

Wei Chanyu said: "There are only a hundred birds watching the phoenixes, are there phoenixes there?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and looked around and felt that this place was a little weird, not like an ordinary valley.

At this time, Wei Chanyu said in surprise: "Look, above your head!"

Meng Shuai looked up and saw that the sky was blue and blue. However, above his head, there were five ribbons running across, like a plane flying over, which were clearer and more textured than that, as if it was a silk thread or a golden thread.

Meng Shuai seemed to have been pulled by a string, and a thought flashed through, but then it disappeared. He couldn't grasp the inspiration any longer.

Wei Chanyu was excited and shouted, "The Phoenix must be ahead, let's go--" and ran forward.

Meng Shuai said: "Be careful—" hurriedly chased after him.

Wei Chanyu showed a naughty child at this time, rushing around like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, frightening the birds flying around, and it was extremely noisy for a moment.

Meng Shuai chased after him and said, "Be careful, don't disturb the Phoenix."

Wei Chanyu said: "Where is the phoenix? I saw it first before I could talk about it."

Meng Shuai was helpless and said, "Be careful to step on bird droppings."

Wei Chanyu screamed in surprise and stopped. Meng Shuai stepped forward to hold her and said, "Don't go around, follow me."

The two of them walked forward for more than two miles. A large area of ​​Hengwu vines appeared in front of them, hanging down like a curtain, hanging densely.

Seeing that there was no road ahead, the two stopped. Wei Chanyu sighed, "I have found this place, but I still can't see the phoenix. Aren't these birds coming to worship? Why don't they worship?"

Meng Shuai continued to move forward, picked up the vines, and reached out to touch the mountain wall. Wei Chanyu looked at him curiously, and saw Meng Shuai wave and said, "Come and take a look."

Wei Chanyu stepped forward, imitated him to touch him, and took Shang Wen, slightly polished his hands, but it was not the feeling of a stone wall. He said in surprise: "What about wood?"

Meng Shuai said: "It's wood, and it's as hard as jade, and its texture is more than gold and iron."

Wei Chanyu nodded and then said in surprise: "The mountain wall is made of wood, that is to say, it is not made by nature? Is such a large valley not born from nature, but built of wood? That is incredible. Is it the sycamore wood?"

Meng Shuai said: "It doesn't look like...well, there is a crack." He picked up the vine and exposed a thorough crack. The crack was black and the hideous crack continued to extend inward. I don't know how far it stretched into. There were traces of charred around the crack.

Meng Shuai said softly: "Thunder strikes the wood..." He suddenly raised his head, pointed to the colorful lines on his head, and said: "Five colorful lines, lightning strikes the wood, have you thought of it?"

Wei Chanyu tilted her head and said, "What you are talking about..."

At this moment, only the sound of flapping wings sounded, one after another, and in an instant it was like a tsunami.
Chapter completed!