The mountain was destroyed, and the twenty senior brothers were also defeated.

There's so much to do right now.

Originally, Jia Xitong wanted to take the lead and volunteer to undertake the important task of rebuilding the mountain peak, but later she found that overall coordination was not an easy task, and all she could do was provide the money.

Now we don't even need her to pay us anymore.

Since Liang Ting arrived at Dingtian Academy, Shang Yanting has become increasingly wealthy and even fatter than her.

She was then assigned the task of caring for the wounded.

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None of the senior brothers had ever imagined that Tie Danhua would transform from a chicken into a divine phoenix, especially the nineteenth brother, who had always thought that Tie Danhua was just a cute, manure-producing chicken.

The nineteenth senior brother was deeply moved after waking up, wondering why the Iron Egg Flower awakened to protect him and transformed into a divine phoenix to fight the villains.

He kissed the iron egg flower hard many times.

The senior students took turns touching the Iron Egg Flower, since they had only ever touched chickens before and this was the first time they had touched a Divine Phoenix.

As the keeper of the divine phoenix, the nineteenth senior brother's status among his fellow disciples instantly rose from the lowest to the top three. He rose to prominence overnight, enjoying immense prestige thanks to his son and the phoenix.

When Jia Xitong returned, she also studied the Divine Phoenix carefully.

Now that her fellow disciples were all bedridden, she found some books about the Divine Phoenix for them to read. With a Divine Phoenix readily available within the peak, everyone was very enthusiastic about reading.

"A divine phoenix has 1 to 9 feathers, with a maximum of 12. How many feathers does our Iron Egg Flower have?"

The second senior brother lifted his head from the book and asked.

Upon hearing this, the nineteenth brother reached out and touched the iron egg flower, prompting it to show its tail.

3 pieces.

The senior students were extremely envious of Tie Danhua's obedient behavior, and Jia Xitong was also envious. If only she had built a good relationship with Tie Danhua earlier, it would have opened its tail feathers when asked, instead of being pecked at the tassels on her shoes by its little beak.

Oh! It pooped.

Upon seeing this, the nineteenth senior brother replaced the old back pocket with the new one, stuffed it into the talisman, and then put a new back pocket on it.

The Divine Phoenix is ​​also a Gallidae animal, with a straight intestine, eats a lot, and defecates quickly.

You can poop dozens of times a day.

Everyone recalled the time when they complained that Tie Danhua was talkative, domineering, messy, and troublesome, and finally pushed the responsibility of taking care of Lao Shijiu onto him.

Only the nineteenth prince was willing to put in the effort to make over a hundred back pockets for Tie Danhua. He even used two special talismans to hold the used and unused back pockets, ensuring that Tie Danhua's bottom remained dry and comfortable every moment.

With such care, who does Tie Danhua like more than Lao Shijiu?

It's no wonder that the nineteenth son of that family rose to prominence because of his son.

Thinking about all this, everyone's jealousy vanished in an instant.

"Sigh, I read in a book that the Divine Phoenix was already at the level of a Martial King in its childhood."

The twenty senior brothers were rather weak; they could only categorize those at the Martial Grandmaster level and above as strong, very strong, or exceptionally strong. Therefore, those who were very curious about Tie Danhua's strength asked rather tactfully, "How old is Tie Danhua now?"

Yes, how old are you?

When asked about the "midwife" of the iron egg flower, Jia Xitong was taken aback.

"One year, six months, and seven days."

The nineteenth senior brother casually remarked, "Based on age, should he be considered a child?"

King Wu's strength is more than enough.

Shenfeng's strength was indeed more than enough, but her senior brothers' was not. Strength was the only true standard for navigating the martial world, and the Six Heroes of Yimeng she encountered in Xuzhou that day gave her some inspiration.

Although all twenty senior brothers are weak, what if we could find a suitable formation for them to practice?

Although the formation of the Six Sons of Yimeng had huge flaws, she knew its power.

If they hadn't talked so much and had acted quickly, I might not have won so easily.

She told Hu Changxiu about this idea.

Hu Changxiu was the least injured of all the people, and he was now lying in bed studying the formation. He nodded when he heard Jia Xitong's idea.

"Whether in theory or in reality, there are indeed attack methods that use people as a formation."

But Fellow Daoist Tong, what you're describing is, after all, a rare minority.

I don't even have the most basic formation of this kind, so I can't possibly create one. Even if I managed to, my strength wouldn't be much greater than those twenty people fighting individually.

"There's no such formation. Even if I showed it to you, would you be able to create it?"

When listening to others, Jia Xitong only likes to hear what she wants to hear.

"Hmm...we can't be so absolute."

Hu Changxiu felt that Fellow Daoist Tong thought too highly of him. "I can only try my best."

"Mmm-hmm."

Jia Xitong nodded, "Then I'll try my best to find that kind of formation."

That's far too optimistic.

Of course she's optimistic! She can go to Shang Yanting.

Jia Xitong rushed off to find Shang Yanting, only to find him cultivating, surrounded by a golden holy light.

Since Shang Yanting changed his cultivation method a few days ago, the background of his cultivation has changed.

Watching him cultivate, her initial thought of discussing formations instantly turned into wanting to observe his cultivation. After all, the spiritual energy around Shang Yanting would become exceptionally dense when he cultivated.

Perhaps it's because he's a chosen one of heaven.

This opportunity, being so close to the source, brought her considerable benefits.

Once I start meditating, it's past midnight.

Jia Xitong's spiritual energy had circulated for five major cycles. She withdrew her spiritual energy and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Shang Yanting is still cultivating.

His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were so long.

His mouth was closed, and his lips were very red.

His nose is so straight, and he even has an Adam's apple...

The raccoon's eyes were sparkling as it pouted sharply in Shang Yanting's direction.

Just then

Her talisman suddenly lit up.

It was the teleportation talisman that lit up.

Who could be looking for her so late at night?

The raccoon pointed its furry paw at the sound transmission talisman and asked, "Moshi moshi, who is it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communication talisman, then a gentle, mature voice came through, "You are... young friend Fu Lu?"

"Senior Baiyu Zhenjun?"

Upon hearing the voice, Jia Xitong instantly recognized him. "Thank you for the pen, senior. May I ask what brings you here?"

"I'm not looking for you."

Bai Yu glanced at the glowing communication talisman in front of him. "I gave the other one of these talismans to a friend. However, I am not very familiar with how to use this talisman, so I apologize for bothering you."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb."

Jia Xitong lay on the bed and chatted with Bai Yuzhen.

This great man was very approachable, polite and generous, and she was happy to chat with him for a while.

"If you don't know how, I'll teach you."

This talisman requires a trace of divine consciousness to be infused into it the first time it is used, and then it can only be used by the person into whom it was infused. When you want to contact this person, you only need to imagine what the person looks like before using it.

The sound transmission talisman will automatically light up as long as it is within ten meters of him.

Thank you.

A voice of thanks came from the other end.

At this moment, Jia Xitong suddenly remembered something, "Senior Baiyu Zhenjun, may I ask you for guidance on formations?"