Chapter 621 622. Fuso’s Dream (3)

The hibiscus trees are so luxuriant that they cover the sky, and there is a place to live anywhere.

There are only eleven three-legged Golden Crows in the Golden Crow Divine Land. The three ancestors live on the top of the hibiscus tree, bathed in the bright morning flowers, and covered with golden light, shining like tomorrow on the heaven and earth.

Down below, the eight golden crows, old and young, are in order and live here peacefully.

Xichang, who held her head high, glanced towards the direction and saw the little cub flapping its wings. Her eyes were full of joy, but then faded away to give her a hint of worry.

The Golden Crow is originally a demon god, and his bloodline contains the power of the sun. It is difficult to reproduce heirs. The most effective thing now is to borrow the power of the Fusang Sacred Tree and its fruits to infuse tens of millions of essence and blood. Only in this way can there be a 20-30% chance.

Produce golden crow chicks.

The young are the treasures of the clan and the hope for inheritance and reproduction. There is no need to worry about pampering them. Waiting for the young to undergo growth and transformation, they will naturally awaken the inheritance memory.

And that little cub was just born in the past hundred years. It is still small and has not yet passed the cub stage.

He was born in anticipation and was named Xiyu.

It looks like a black-feathered crow, standing on three legs, with hot air coming out of the whole body. Only by stepping on the hibiscus branches can the heat converge.

He opened his beak, and a larger golden crow fed bamboo into it. It was made of Qingxiao Thunder Cloud Bamboo for thousands of years. When Xiyu chewed it, green thunder crackled and flashed, and he was swallowed by it.

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He was born as the golden crow divine fetus, and the demon god's body is extremely powerful. Although spiritual beings are violent without being refined, they have little impact on them and they are delicious to eat.

Xiyu wanted to turn his head and cry softly.

"Dad, I'm full."

The three-legged Golden Crow on the side, who was bigger, smooth and mature, lovingly picked up another bamboo stick and fed it, smiling.

"Silly boy, look at this guy, he's so hungry that he's dizzy."

Xiyu was fed into Xichen's mouth, unable to resist. After a while, he chewed and swallowed it. Seeing that his father was about to feed another one, his golden eyes flashed wildly, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

"Abba!"

"Dad! Look, why is there a female cultivator coming over from the Golden Sea?"

Xichen thought his cub was playing tricks, so he fed the next one in, but with a glance from the corner of his eye, he really saw a woman holding a wooden branch, walking across the golden sea.

He stopped feeding, and Xi Yu was able to escape for a moment, flapping his black wings and flying upwards, crying happily.

"Ancestor, someone is coming from Jinhai?"

"Is it from our clan? She looks younger than me. Do I have an extra sister?"

The three golden crows at the top suddenly opened their eyes from the meditation, with the same brilliant golden eyes, looking a little confused.

In the early years, they were unable to escape from the world, and it was difficult for their bloodline to reproduce, so they tried their best to find the remaining bloodline in each of the small worlds. They also activated the magical power of the ancient fusang tree to scatter its branches in thousands of worlds, so that those who had not found it could

Descendants can be recovered spontaneously.

But now there is no trace of it after hundreds of thousands of years, so how can it be found today?

Although he looks at the human race, if he can move the hibiscus branches and flow through the golden sea to reach this place, the golden crow bloodline must have the same origin and cannot be faked.

Great thing!

Xikuang, one of the three golden crow ancestors, was delighted, so he spread his wings, loosened his three legs, and flew towards the end of the golden sea, hoping to catch up with his descendants.

The Golden Crows in the world are one family. Even if they have never met, their blood lines echo each other.

But suddenly all the eleven Golden Crows were shocked. The ones still perched on the branches suddenly let go, stretched out their wings and flew into the air.

Wearing ink feathers, they look like crows, standing on three legs, their bodies emitting dazzling golden light, like eleven bright suns in the sky, and they all look towards the strange giant tree.

It's shaking.

Rooted here, in the land of the Golden Crow Tribe, the Fusang Sacred Tree, a sacred symbol, has never looked so strange.

It emits endless red-gold light, which is extremely hot, but every Golden Crow feels extremely comfortable when it falls on it.

Jinwu Xixuan, the leader of the clan, had already seen the clues, and deep thoughts flashed through his golden pupils. It must be this sudden arrival of the cub that caused the sudden change in the Fuso Sacred Tree.

Why?

The golden crow falls on the fusang, and the two are interdependent for eternity. The spirit of the fusang sacred tree is always sleeping, and will only wake up to protect a clan when it is about life and death. Its power can reach the heaven and the earth, and it is the most holy Taoist god.

But now this Fuso Sacred Tree is clearly the spiritual god awakening, for the sake of this newly arrived cub?

Looking at her human body, I'm afraid it's just carrying their bloodline. It's not even a pure Golden Crow body. How can she wake up for her?

Xixuan suddenly had an extremely bold idea in his mind, could it be?

Pei Xihe did not pay attention to the eleven golden crows rising into the sky, as bright as the morning sun.

She only looked at the sacred tree, the only thing in her eyes, and heard a soft call in her ears.

Pei Xihe's condition at the moment was not very good. The power of the Golden Sea was refined through the blood of Shenwu, which made his mana from depleted to abundant. It also allowed the power of the demon god to spread throughout his body, and his body's injuries were 40 to 50% healed.

However, her three flowers were chopped off by the Heavenly Spirit God, and the Dao Fruit that was transformed from the spirit spirit was forcibly taken away and scattered. Before that, there was a backlash of being forced into the virtual world and the virtual world was shattered and fell, which damaged most of the foundation of Pei Xihe's Taoism.

It's like a broken bridge that's hard to rebuild.

Now Pei Xihe is like a seedling. She originally provided nutrients for herself, but her deep-rooted roots have been torn off. No matter how much external help comes, she will only prosper on the surface and decline on the inside.

Her face was rosy, and her soul was forcibly bonded by magic but could not make up for the cracks. It was like a broken mirror that was hard to mend. Now, everything is coming back to light.

And a brilliant golden glow flew out from the sacred tree, making Pei Xihe's blood boil. The demon god transformed rapidly, and the shadow of the sacred crow appeared flying overhead.

The phantom is clothed in dark black feathers, with its wings stretched out and three legs flying in the air. There are flashing golden patterns on its body. It is simple and mysterious, as simple and natural as the birth of creation.

The cry suddenly sounded, causing the eleven blazing suns in the sky to tremble. They felt the crazy fluctuations of their own blood, and they were worshiped from body to soul.

The most impossible guess in Xixuan's mind was confirmed the moment the shadow of Shenwu appeared!

His heart was beating like a drum.

Xixuan knew that this heartbeat was the sound of beating war drums. It was the sound of the war drums of the Golden Crow clan to all the heavens. It was the moment when they showed their true glory from the silence.

Xiyu was still young and could not really understand the meaning of the changes in his bloodline, so he said to his father beside him.

"Dad, we have the same blood. This is my sister, right?"

Jinwu's father, Xichen, felt his blood rushing like a mighty river at this moment, causing his voice to tremble a little.

"Good boy, maybe it's not your sister, but it is."

Auntie.

At this moment, Pei Xihe had been led away by the rays of light and fell under the hibiscus tree.

She suddenly felt that her whole body was immersed in a warm current, and the tiredness from several battles overtook her in an instant, causing her consciousness to become dizzy, and her head felt extremely heavy.

The hibiscus tree scattered red-gold brilliance and fell on his body, turning into a soft ball of light that enveloped him.

Pei Xihe's consciousness sank, as if he had fallen into infinite darkness without any light, falling into a long dream of harmony and tranquility.
Chapter completed!