Chu Hongluan did as she was told.
A streak of seven-colored light flew out from the knife and quickly plunged into the spirit-gathering orb.
The next second, a small phantom of a nine-headed bird appeared in the magic orb.
"My benefactor!"
“Little Nine,” the Taoist in green smiled, “If you do the math, it’s been six thousand years since we last met.”
Upon hearing this, the nine-headed bird instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, its entire body listless. "It's because Little Nine is useless. For six thousand years, it has failed to break through the tribulation."
The Taoist priest in green shook his head, walked closer, and placed his hand on the magic orb. The nine-headed bird then rubbed against his hand through the orb. "It's one thing if you haven't undergone tribulation, but why did it turn out like this?"
The nine-headed bird glared at Chu Hongluan, "You tell me!"
Chu Hongluan touched her nose and had no choice but to explain it to the Taoist in green robes in detail.
It was probably because of what the nine-headed bird said before it self-destructed that she, who had also been trapped in the secret realm for many years, couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this fellow sufferer.
So, at the moment it was repelled by Liu Jinghong's Gen trigram, it sent a wisp of its divine consciousness in, barely protecting one soul and one spirit of the nine-headed bird, which it then placed in the Calamity Sun, intending to take it out of the secret realm for a stroll.
That should be enough to show her sincerity, right? After all, Erri is her body! She'd be more upset lending it to a bird!
Fortunately, the nine-headed bird was not ungrateful. Upon hearing that Chu Hongluan could take it out, it stopped caring about anything else and wholeheartedly hoped to come to the summit of Kunlun to find its benefactor.
It said that before its benefactor left, he left it a mantra that could teleport it directly to the top of Kunlun Mountain, and that if it were to leave the secret realm one day, it could use the mantra to find him.
So it told Chu Hongluan the incantation.
Hearing this, the Taoist in green understood the whole story. He did not blame Chu Hongluan, only saying that it was all due to cause and effect.
Many years ago, while traveling, he passed through the Nuwa Secret Realm and decided to go in for a visit. He also rescued a young nine-headed bird that was being attacked by a group of Netherworld snakes.
The poor bird's entire flock perished in the snake's belly, leaving only the nine-headed bird in the secret realm.
To ensure the fledglings could survive in the perilous wilderness, he stayed for a while, teaching them some basic life skills before leaving.
Before leaving, the nine-headed bird asked him if they would meet again in the future.
He then gave it a mantra, telling it that when it breaks through the Tribulation Transcending stage in the future, it can break through the secret realm to find him in Kunlun.
He never expected that after six thousand years, their reunion would be like this.
The Taoist in green expressed his gratitude for Chu Hongluan's mercy, and then took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve. "I see that you have a wound on your back, which looks like the claw mark of a Netherworld Dragon. The Netherworld Poison is still there, so the wound will be difficult to heal. This is a Hundred Poison Pill that I obtained in my early years of training. It can cure ninety percent of the poisons in the world, so I will give it to you."
"Thank you, senior."
Chu Hongluan was not surprised that he could see through the illusion covering her injuries, and gladly took the medicine bottle and swallowed one pill.
A cool sensation entered my stomach, and I felt much more relaxed.
"What do you mean! You were injured when you fought me!?"
The nine-headed bird's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and frustration.
Chu Hongluan blinked, deliberately teasing it: "Otherwise, I'll definitely take you down within three moves!"
"Ah!" the nine-headed bird screamed in anger.
The Taoist priest in green chuckled and then reached out to stroke the magic ball as a gesture of comfort.
"Hmph, since you helped me find my benefactor, I won't hold it against you!" The little bird calmed down and went to rub against the Taoist in green again.
The Taoist in green said gently, "The Treasure Gathering Orb will nourish your soul. Once it has solidified a bit, I will personally forge a body for you. However, since your three souls and six spirits are incomplete, you will no longer be able to cultivate."
"As long as I can stay by my benefactor's side, Xiao Jiu is already very happy!"
Chu Hongluan blinked. Although she already knew that the Taoist in green was Qing Heng, a master of weapon crafting, she still had to go through the motions: "Immortal, you are a weapon crafter?"
"I understand it a little."
Chu Hongluan hurriedly took out paper and pen from her mustard seed bag, dragged a chair to the table, sat down and began to draw. Every stroke was very precise and straight, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
Seeing that she was drawing seriously, the Taoist in blue did not interrupt her.
Time flies. Liu Jinghong remained in the Inheritance Hall, while Chu Hongluan continued drawing tirelessly until three days later, when she finally stopped.
A mechanical phoenix, poised to take flight, leaps off the page, visible from the front, side, and back, even down to the precision markings on each component.
To be precise, this is a design blueprint for a combat mech in the form of a phoenix, and it even has a very sophisticated ammunition loading system.
She majored in mechanical design in college, and this design drawing is the final version she came up with after countless revisions. It is also her graduation project.
Unfortunately, it was never used before it unexpectedly came into this world.
The moment she put down her pen, the Taoist priest in green robes stood beside her.
"What you drew is..."
Chu Hongluan then pointed to the blueprints and explained them to him in detail. The more he listened, the brighter the Taoist in green's eyes became.
In the end, even the hands holding the blueprints began to tremble.
He laughed heartily and exclaimed repeatedly, "Wonderful! Wonderful! My young friend is truly a genius of unparalleled talent!"
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