Tiny flames flickered in her glassy eyes.
The moment Xiao Yan's fingers touched the guqin, her eyes widened in surprise.
Then, out of control, its form transformed into a small phoenix, which sat on the tail of the harp.
Even though he was mentally prepared that the boy's identity was not simple, Pei Yan was still taken aback when the living golden-haired phoenix appeared in front of him.
Feng Luoyan, Feng.
Pei Yan chuckled helplessly.
Yu Yan's eyes narrowed, and her previously languid expression slowly faded as she walked over.
"Sycamore wood?"
She stared at the little flame that kept rubbing its wings against the tail of the lyre.
"I don't know." Pei Yan shook his head.
The Fuxi Qin was something he obtained during his trials in a secret realm.
The old Taoist priest handed it over to him very casually.
Even though he knew that the instrument was not as simple as it seemed, he had never been able to decipher its secrets despite having had it with him for many years.
In the world of cultivation
The paulownia tree only grows in the backyard of the Demon King in the Demon Realm.
The Demon King has always been a phoenix, and it is said that there is only one parasol tree, and this has been the case for a long time.
Xiaoyan is currently in her infancy.
The cultivation level is equivalent to the Foundation Establishment to Golden Core stage of a cultivator.
The fact that it could make him lose control and reveal his true form shows that the paulownia wood is quite ancient.
Yu Yan squatted down and gently stroked the body of the zither with her fingers.
Even though the formation was broken, she could still sense the residual fluctuations of energy.
Previously, the Fuxi Qin was concealed by an illusion, and the paulownia wood could not be seen.
Now that they have encountered the true form of the phoenix, the illusion has been broken.
She was already close to reaching the level of transcending tribulation.
They were completely unaware of the array on the zither, and even if they had guessed before, they ultimately had no basis for their suspicions.
The only explanation is that this formation has surpassed the pinnacle of this realm.
As the woman reached out, a blue bracelet appeared on her wrist.
The little phoenix immediately ran over and gave it a light peck.
Yu Yan grabbed the back of his neck and freed the bracelet.
Then, he made a complex hand seal, and the ancient and mysterious aura of the paulownia wood disappeared once again.
Pei Yan immediately understood what she meant.
"Thank you," he said.
"You're welcome." Yu Yan held the little phoenix in her arms.
She smiled, tapped the strings, and whispered...
"It's a good thing."
Pei Yan remained noncommittal: "You know your stuff."
Pei Yan realized that Yu Yan had been paying attention to the Fuxi Qin ever since she met her.
I couldn't help but admire her; she truly lived up to her reputation.
Yu Yan stood up, gazing at the guqin as if reluctant to part with it.
"Like I said before, if one day,"
"Yu Yan, do you look down on me?"
Pei Yan was so angry he wanted to laugh. He could forgive her for saying that to him when he was stuck at a bottleneck last time.
He's already made a breakthrough and he still says that.
He realized she didn't consider him a friend at all.
Pei Yan felt a lump in his throat.
Yu Yan touched the tip of her nose shyly; her captivating peach blossom eyes looked strangely out of place against her delicate features.
She put on an apologetic smile.
The auction outside had already begun, so Yu Yan quickly carried Xiao Yan back to the soft couch.
Pei Yan gave her a deep look, then his fingers plucked the strings of the zither, producing a clear, resonant sound.
He will not give up on the path of music cultivation.
He knew she was just joking.
Just as Yu Yan's attention was entirely focused on the auction items in the hall, the little phoenix in her arms was surrounded by golden light.
The warm touch spread to my palm.
The spiritual energy in the private room continuously gathered towards the phoenix.
Yu Yan's forehead twitched. Was she about to advance?
Is she saying that the phoenix tree truly deserves to be called the hometown of the phoenix?
The woman looked around the private room with a serious expression.
Xiao Yan is about to be struck by heavenly lightning during her tribulation, which is obviously absolutely out of the question here.
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