Chapter 66: The Feathers Are Beautiful When consciousness gradually blurred, I recalled...
As consciousness gradually fades, memories become clearer and clearer.
Jin Aqing only discovered today that his memory was so good that he could even remember every blade of grass and tree that used to be here.
She closed her eyes tiredly.
A crisp ring interrupted her rest.
She looked at it dully.
It should be a door, the color of white jade, as if it was made by nature.
The door... the door was approaching her.
She had realized this, but she had long lost the strength to continue drawing her sword.
Consciousness fell into a daze.
Jin Aqing fell into the door.
*
The three-legged crow only managed to hold on for a moment before collapsing.
Li An picked up the little crow and found that its wings were broken and bent in the opposite direction of the bone.
She was silent. She had no experience in rescuing birds, and it would be a bit cruel to throw it away directly. But if she kept it...what should she do with it?
Just run over like every cat that can play with birds.
Li An picked it up directly and separated it from the little crow.
"Still playing, ancestor?"
The black cat lay on one side, claws tucked inward, its vertical pupils fixed on the Golden Crow: "It won't live long."
Its lifeline appears and disappears, and even if it can survive today's crisis with Li'an's help, it will still die in the near future.
But the strange thing is that although it clearly looks like death, the life line never shows any signs of completely disappearing.
Li An knocked the little head with incorrect thoughts.
"That's not why you want to mess with the bird."
She rummaged through the locker for a long time and managed to find a Band-Aid and Yunnan Baiyao.
…Can birds use these?
...No, it's not a bird either. According to mythology, it should be the golden crow driving the sun's chariot.
So Li An used it anyway, using a cartoon-shaped Band-Aid to barely straighten its crooked wings. She didn't know if the surgical procedure was correct, but she just let her imagination run wild.
With a pensive look on its face, it was still thinking about this strange fate.
Li An placed the bird, which was roughly bandaged, on the table, with a cup of hot scented tea next to it.
She saw the little golden crow's claws move slightly.
So energetic? The Golden Crow had actually woken up.
It looked dizzy and half awake, trying hard to stand on the table.
It's a difficult process because the wings can hardly provide it with any support.
Li An held up her chin and watched the bird tossing and turning. It took her a long time to keep herself steady.
Stop playing, ancestor, the Band-Aid is about to fall off.
*
Jin Aqing didn't know where she was now.
The netherworld? The palace of heaven?
After she came in, she fell into a coma due to her serious injuries, and someone helped her.
She looked at the shop owner, whose origin was unknown, and he was looking at her with a smile.
It's hard to describe the smile. It feels friendly, but also has an ambiguous... condescending feeling?
The other person seemed to be on a high place, looking down at her, but they were clearly sitting on chairs, so at least there was basically no difference in their actual heights.
God? Or some kind of spirit?
Jin Aqing opened her mouth but couldn't speak.
Her eyes swept over the place that seemed to be a shop, and she felt that the materials of the cabinets were really unusual.
The Qingyun Sect was once the most prominent sect in the world of cultivation, and rare treasures were not uncommon. Moreover, she herself was a half-refiner, and she had seen most of the world-famous refining materials, but had never seen such a strange material.
It definitely does not belong to the human world, nor is it any kind of natural treasure recorded in the books.
The faint light slowly flows through the bottom of the shelf, creating a difference in light and dark like breathing. This scene is actually more like being in the sky.
...So, is it a fairy from heaven?
"You saved me." Jin Aqing stated the facts.
But the shop owner said, "Wouldn't it be ugly if you collapsed and died in my shop?"
No matter what the reason was, the other party did save Jin Aqing, otherwise he could have thrown her out.
Let her fend for herself...but she would probably die, as she had indeed lost her strength before.
But now... the ladder has collapsed, and the cultivation world has lost its only way to ascend to the immortal world, but the existence before them...
"Are you an immortal?"
*
"No." Li An felt a little strange. The little golden crow looked left and right, and moved closer to her with the cartoon band-aid on its wings.
It jumped on the table, but it seemed unable to jump.
After hearing her say no, Little Golden Crow stayed where he was.
Then it became depressed again, staring at the table with lifeless eyes, as if it could see a flower.
Li An pushed the scented tea towards it and asked, "Would you like some tea?"
Although many birds cannot drink tea, she believes that the Golden Crow must be different. Drinking some tea is nothing for a mythical creature.
The bird was dejected, but still took two steps politely and put its head into the cup.
The crow drinks water.
Li An suddenly thought of the short story she had read during her school days. Wasn't there a crow in front of her?
The bird drank two sips of the scented tea and seemed to feel better. It said, "I will never forget this kindness."
That's not necessary. A few Band-Aids and expired Yunnan Baiyao aren't that valuable. At least it's not enough to make a Golden Crow sell itself to pay off its debts.
The little Golden Crow limped from the table to the chair, and then jumped to the ground. After going through so much difficulty and danger, he finally ran to the door.
The handicrafts in the room were larger than the bird, and then the small animal turned around and said, "I don't know how much longer I can live."
"If I have the chance, I will definitely come back to repay you."
Li An suddenly understood that this little bird might be hunting, or fighting with other birds for its territory.
She arched her eyebrows and said, "Then try harder."
"Your feathers are beautiful."
*
The other party's smiling voice reached her ears.
feather?
Jin Aqing watched the door close in front of him and subconsciously reached out to take a look.
She has no feathers.
When he joined Qingyun Sect, he also underwent a racial test, and it turned out that Jin Aqing was indeed a human.
Maybe the other party was just describing it, but she couldn't help but think about it a little more. She had never been such a worrying person, but people change.
Jin Aqing didn't know who the shop owner was, and she never thought of him as a hermit or a sage.
Jin Aqing has seen too many seniors with profound cultivation. Not to mention others, her master was once one of the best sword cultivators in the world of cultivation, and was only one step away from ascension.
The sword master kills.
But even the master would never put such pressure on her. You have to know that Bai Zhao is not the kind of person who would sympathize with his disciples and restrain his pressure.
Even if he is not a god, he should be of the same level or even higher.
Above the gods...
There are emperors in the human world, are there such people in the fairy world as well?
Jin Aqing put the two swords back into the storage ring. She felt the spiritual energy brought by the tea flowing around, which helped her injuries heal quickly.
Better than any medicine she had ever taken.
Now that she thought about it, the cup of tea had already been placed on the table when she accidentally fell into the door.
There was only one person in the shop, so why did she need two cups of tea... It was as if the other party knew she would appear, so he prepared two cups when making tea.
In any case, she no longer had any relatives or friends to discuss this with.
Jin Aqing could only keep moving forward and continue groping in this ruin that she had searched countless times.
There must be clues to the collapse of the ladder in the secret realm that she accidentally missed that year.
*
The black cat jumped up: "I figured it out!"
The reason why the fate line is looming but never cut off.
Li An glanced at it and quietly poured out the scented tea that had been almost drunk by Little Golden Crow.
This must not be known to anyone. It was prepared for it. It would be fine if it didn't know, but it will definitely make a fuss if it knows.
She said perfunctorily: "What did you think of?"
The black cat said excitedly, "That bird has the breath of heaven!"
So it's not that it won't die, but even after death, there is still a glimmer of hope, and it will never truly die.
Li An was silent.
It's getting more and more fantastical... and it sounds like a cultivation version.
She actually felt like laughing. What kind of animal version of the cultivation world? Wasn't the Heavenly Dao also furry?
Li An suppressed her smile: "So?"
The black cat's eyes glowed, as if a copper coin was printed on each eye. "Normally, transactions between leeks and clients are only completed once or twice, but this bird can be traded multiple times!"
Not to mention how many things it has that can be traded, the fact that it can be resurrected after death is enough.
Others trade their lives and it’s over in one go, but if Jinwu wants to trade his life, he can do so until Black Cat gets tired of it.
It's boring to just stare at the injured bird and eat its leeks.
Li An cast a contemptuous look and had no intention of joining any plan that sounded evil.
She had some new inspiration and decided to finish the land first.
*
Shen Chang was shaken awake.
He had been planning to retreat for a long time, so he did not activate the jade talisman's retreat mode.
Otherwise, Zhang Xiangwen would never think of contacting him.
Zhang Xiangwen put on an innocent smile: "Hehe."
There was a strange fellow Taoist beside him, who looked like a sword cultivator. With a sword case on his back, he looked more reliable than Zhang Xiangwen.
Can Chang asked: "Who is this fellow Taoist...?"
Zhang Xiangwen patted Jin Aqing's shoulder and said, "My little junior sister! Just last year's ordinary swordsmanship class—"
He blinked twice.
Can Chang understood it immediately. This was the one who dominated the top search in the cultivation world for seven days - she knocked the sword out of the sword instructor's hand and crushed the Dao heart of a sword cultivator within a hundred moves, so that the man has been in seclusion until now - the junior sister of the sword sect of Qingyun Sect.
Adhering to the fine tradition of Lingbao Merchant Alliance disciples making friends with the world, he extended his hand warmly: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. It's Fellow Daoist Jin Aqing, right?"
Zhang Xiangwen said to his junior sister, "This is my friend from the Lingbao Merchant Alliance. You can just call him Canchang."
Jin Aqing was confused as to why his hand was held and shaken up and down. What an enthusiastic senior, he was so energetic even when he was interrupted from his retreat by his junior brother.
When she thought that the other party was from the Lingbao Business Alliance, she understood. It is said that all the people in the business alliance have friends all over the world. Having such a wide network of contacts is the reason why they can still make a lot of profits while giving their employees a lot of benefits.
"Jin Aqing greets Senior Canchang."
Canchang, who hadn't graduated yet, rarely got called a senior. He laughed heartily: "How can I be considered a senior? I'm just a few years older than you!"
He glanced at Zhang Xiangwen, and his expression was very understandable.
——Look at yourself, and then look at your junior sister, you don’t look like you are from the same sect.
Zhang Xiangwen remained unmoved and stated the purpose of his visit in a serious tone.
"Where are we going to eat later?"
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