One person and one phoenix came to the front.

It turned into a rock and no longer had the power of a saint. Su Yin and Fengdi joined forces and quickly took off the stone.

"The thing that my ancestors liked most during their lifetime was to stand on the sycamore tree and sing. Although this tree was a little smaller, it was he who resurrected it with his life... put its corpse on it, so that they would be together forever..."

The Fengdi Tao.

Su Yin gently placed the body of the Immortal Ancestor on the sycamore tree.

The moment the two came into contact, the jade-like stone shone with light. In an instant, a breeze blew from somewhere, and the trees in the entire Nanyu Mountain sounded, as if a phoenix was singing.

Su Yin was stunned.

After dying for tens of thousands of years, the body has turned into rocks. How could this happen? Could it be that there is still the intention to survive?

"Look..." said the measuring ruler hurriedly.

Su Yin and Emperor Feng looked at it, and were stunned at the same time.

Below the petrified sycamore tree, a tree root was drilled out at some point, only two feet long, with a tender green skin and vitality flowing inside.

Emperor Feng suddenly realized: "It is their little vitality preserved with their lives..."

I thought that this magical sycamore tree had completely died, but I didn't expect that there was still a piece of tree root left.

Su Yin grabbed it, and the roots of the tree fell in the palm of his palm, only the thickness of his fingers, and were extremely weak.

Emperor Feng said: "The fire of the sycamore tree is produced by burning this sycamore tree. Although this piece is small, if it can be burned, it should allow Xiao Wu to survive the danger..."

The immortal bird seniors who were able to successfully reincarnate were due to this paulownia tree. Although there is only one piece left, if you use it well, you should have a chance to succeed.

"Burning directly, too wasteful..."

After pondering for a while, Su Yin said: "See if it can be cultivated and let it grow. If it can grow into a big tree, there will definitely be more sycamore trees in the future. If it is not done properly, more immortal birds will be born!"

"I also know that the cultivation is the best, but... Xiao Wu may not be able to hold on!" Emperor Feng shook his head.

Everyone knows that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish, but in the current situation, they have come out for more than three quarters of an hour, and there are only more than ten minutes left.

In such a short time, I had to run down the mountain and return to my ancestral land, and lit the sycamore wood to find a way to save Xiao Wu...

There is no time to cultivate.

Besides, even if Xiao Wu is successful in cultivating by chance, if he dies, the next immortal bird will appear in the year or month.

The situation of the ancestors is just an isolated case. If it can be implemented as a textbook, the blood of the immortal bird will not be cut off.

Not everyone can truly face death without fear, and can truly be reborn from the ashes and walk out of the ashes.

"In this way, the measuring ruler, Fengdi, you are leading the way and dealing with unpredictable dangers. I will cultivate it while walking. It is best to succeed, and it doesn't matter if I don't..."

Knowing that time was tight, Su Yin breathed out a serious breath and turned his head to order.

"Um!"
Chapter completed!