Chapter 261: Phoenix Breaks Out of Its Shell
Winter is coming!
The vines had dried into brown ropes, entwined around the dormant tree trunks, and the wind blowing through them made a hollow echo, as if the entire jungle were shivering softly.
Ange wrapped the animal skin tightly around her body and squatted beside Long Chen, watching him sew a down jacket for her with shark silk.
There is a male orc in the tribe who is in the form of a giant ostrich and has just reached adulthood.
Long before winter came, Long Chen would go to him every now and then to pluck the fur, specifically picking out the softest fur.
Just before it started snowing, he finally collected enough down to make two down jackets and a down quilt.
Niao Mao was almost bald from being plucked...but he was very happy because it was the Dragon God who plucked it himself.
Just ask in the entire tribe, who has this honor?
Now, even if he walks naked in the tribe, he will hold his head high.
Xiong Guai was extremely envious, he even came to ask Long Chen if he wanted his bear hair.
Long Chen doesn't want it, "The panda is too hard, not suitable."
Xiongguai was very sad.
When I heard that these feathers were used to make clothes for the goddess, I envied Niao Mao even more.
Everyone in the tribe envied Niao Mao.
Niao Mao only hated that his butt was not in the sky, so he would always poop towards the sky.
Xiongguai wanted to ask the goddess to give him and Zhumei a child, but the Dragon God didn't like his fur.
This made him very sad.
When Xiongguai was sad, good news came from the tribe.
They fired pottery!
The priest sent someone to call Ange over to take a look.
Long Chen put the down jacket on Ange, wrapped her tightly, and then carried her to the place where pottery was fired.
Xiao Longze is one year old and has grown a lot taller.
Flying behind Long Chen, its scales reflected the sun like thousands of arrows. Between heaven and earth, only a golden mark remained, dividing the sky. Its majestic momentum resonated with heaven and earth.
Long before the kiln fire went out, Ange knew that this batch of pottery would be fired successfully.
Although they failed again and again, the experience they gained became more solid each time.
When this batch of pottery embryos were drying in the shade, Ange used his mental power to check them, and there was a high chance that they could be fired successfully.
There is another reason why the priests and the bear chief are so persistent in making pottery.
During the second firing, Ange and Long Chen made some pottery themselves and put it in to fire, and they succeeded in one go.
Of course, these belonged to the Dragon God and his men. After they were burned successfully, Long Chen came and took them all away.
The priest thought that this was a demonstration given to them by the goddess, and he should redouble his efforts to fulfill the goddess's expectations of them as soon as possible - to fire complete pottery.
Although the firing was successful this time, the chances of success were not high.
There were two clay pots, only one of which was complete, the other had a hole in it, two clay bowls, and a clay jar.
Ange picked it up and took a look at it, feeling extremely disgusted—it was visibly rough.
Not only is it crude, it's also ugly.
But it is better than the clay pot that the priest exchanged from the Dragon Temple.
The priest held in his hands the clay pot he had made, which was twice as good as the one he had exchanged for, and tears streamed down his face.
"Success! We succeeded in firing it!"
The bear chief was also very excited. He carefully took the clay pot from the priest. When he felt its weight, he realized how precious it was.
The stone pot is not easy to use. It takes a lot of firewood to cook the food inside. But this pot...
The priest immediately took the clay pot from Xiong Shan and said, "Take these... to my cave first!"
Xiong Shan hesitated for a moment: "You already have a clay pot in your cave."
"This gap is given to you." The priest said generously.
Xiong Shan’s face was all smiles.
After "dividing the spoils" with the priest, everyone took their things back to their own caves.
Long Chen took Ange's hand and went back.
However, at this time...
The brilliant rays of light came at dawn, like brocade falling from the sky, splashing light between the rolling clouds, making the mountains and rivers look magnificent, and even the wings of the flying birds were reflected in the color of fire.
Suddenly, I heard a clear cry from the sky. Hundreds of birds became silent. Thousands of birds swirled around like a falling river of stars, flapping their wings and flying in one direction - Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!
"The little phoenix... has broken out of the shell!" Ange stretched out his hand towards the sky, as if he could catch the rays of light filling the sky. His heartbeat in his chest was so fast that it hurt.
Long Chen looked in the direction of the Dragon God Tribe and smiled with relief.
His daughter finally came into this world.
The people in the Phoenix Palace cheered and rejoiced at the strange phenomenon from heaven. They believed that it was a blessing bestowed upon them by the goddess.
Celebrating their successful firing of pottery.
As a result, their faith in Ange became overwhelming.
The belief in the Phoenix has also become more resolute.
One hour ago, Dragon God Tribe.
During this period, Long Dian spent almost all his time practicing except for eating.
Feed the phoenix eggs day and night.
The laws of nature are eroding Dragon Ancestor’s small world, and Grandmother Dragon doesn’t have much time left.
If the Dragon Ancestor cannot find the fragments of the goddess's divinity, or find other ways to repair her divinity before the laws of heaven completely devour the small world, this small world will face a devastating heavenly punishment of thunder.
He couldn't care less about others, but the little phoenix... he had to ensure that she broke out of her shell and escape from here.
This is the cub he has spent five hundred years raising, and protecting her has become an obsession ingrained in his bones.
A month ago, he sensed that the little phoenix was showing signs of hatching.
But every time I feel like I’m just one step away from success.
He didn't know what went wrong, so he could only frantically absorb the surrounding energy and transmit it to the phoenix egg.
Until an hour ago.
There was a sudden crisp "crack" sound from the phoenix egg in his arms, and the eggshell cracked a little.
Long Dian's alarm bells immediately rang, and he stared at the crack nervously, "Come on, little Phoenix!"
However, the phoenix egg fell silent and there was no movement.
Long Dian's heart was in his throat, and he was shaking with nervousness. "Break it, little phoenix, break it quickly."
Time passed little by little, but the cracked phoenix egg still showed no movement.
The breath inside the egg began to become weak.
The phoenix egg cracked, but there was no next move, and its breath became weaker... indicating that it had failed to break out of the shell.
Long Dian's heart sank as if it was tied with a stone, "No! Don't!"
Long Dian absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like crazy and tried his best to inject it into the phoenix egg.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
When they were in the forbidden land of the Dragon Clan, the little phoenix's spirit egg was almost shattered. He burned his original spirit and life span to keep her soul from disintegrating and support her until the return of the Dragon Ancestor.
"If I can protect you once, I can protect you twice."
Long Dian drew a line of blood from the heart and injected it into the phoenix egg.
"You take the essence of life and blood... break! the shell! ah!"
The moment Shouyuan's blood came into contact with the phoenix egg, a powerful suction force came instantly - as if countless tiny ice cones were running through his blood vessels, sucking out his blood and soul together.
Long Dian's body was shaking violently, as if bound by invisible chains, and even struggling became a luxury.
His vision began to blur and the world faded into a gray silhouette. Every heartbeat became slow and heavy, as if the soul was being torn apart by some irresistible force, peeling off the body bit by bit and falling into endless darkness.
The silent phoenix egg came back to life, and the eggshell began to break apart bit by bit.
Long Dian could no longer hold on, and he knelt down on the ground with his legs straight, but he supported his body with his hands to prevent himself from falling.
He’s almost there, just hold on a little longer, he can’t faint yet.
He fainted, and there was no one to provide spiritual power to the little phoenix to help her break out of her shell.
Long Dian's lips were pale and cracked, he could no longer make any sound, and could only watch his life slip away like quicksand.
The black hair at the temples turned white.
When his consciousness was loose, he pulled out the dragon scale knife and stabbed it hard into his thigh. The severe pain forced him to wake up briefly.
In just a moment, Long Dian fell to the ground as if exhausted.
Before closing his eyes, he saw a golden crack in the sky, and the rays of light poured down like molten gold. The clouds instantly burned into red flames, and the entire mountain range was coated with a miraculous crimson color.
Finally, a smile appeared on his face that was holding back the pain, "Success!"
He heard a long cry, the mountains and fields shook, and flocks of birds flew together - he slowly closed his eyes in the scene of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
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