The evil king chases his wife: Acacia in a dream is too enchanting

Chapter 60 The Return
"What is the attribute of my spiritual power?" Feng Xiyue asked, she only knew that the three colors represented three kinds of spiritual sources, but she didn't know their respective representatives and characteristics.But she must understand these things. Only when she clarifies the nature and attributes of her spiritual source can she better cultivate her spiritual power and make full use of her own advantages.

"The yellow one is the wind spirit. Most of your family members are wind spirits who are good at speed; the purple one is the thunder spirit. It should be said that this spirit power is relatively rare and has the highest attack power." Beiming Liuying patiently explained to her: " As for the green ones..." Liuying mourned, "It should be wood spirits. Wood spirits should have disappeared on this continent long ago. I only found out by chance by reading a few books handed down from ancient times. Beiming Liuying rubbed her chin with two fingers, "It is estimated that only Song Feng's library has some records about wood spirits. You can take a look around when you go back."

Feng Xiyue nodded slightly, then turned around, the Lingyuan Orb in front of her had returned to its pure white appearance, and wisps of blue light radiated from it.Feng Xiyue stepped forward, gently stroking the Lingyuan bead with her hand, "The Lingyuan bead of Qianji Lingzun was left in this inconspicuous cave, could it be that Qianji Lingzun fell here? "Thinking of the legendary Qianji, and seeing the tranquility in front of her, Feng Xiyue couldn't help but smile.After living a vigorous life, after death, there is this secluded side that belongs to him alone. If he knows it, he will have no regrets.

Silently bowed to the bead, thinking about it, the bead of Qianji Lingzun has helped her a lot, she has always been a person with clear grievances, and the kindness of dripping water will be repaid by the spring, now, Qianji Lingzun has passed away, She bowed for him as a way of expressing her gratitude.

"Beiming, put out the fire, let Lingzun Qianji sleep well here, don't disturb his dream because of us."

Beiming Liuying nodded, and with a flick of her fingers, all the burning flames were extinguished, leaving only a tiny silver light, guiding them out of the cave.

After leaving the cave, Beiming Liuying showed cold feelings, and still walked back like when he came, but Feng Xiyue had lived up to the mood at that time, and had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery passing by along the way.

Thinking along the way, I felt that time passed quickly. Suddenly, the sun had already set the afterglow, and they returned to Song Feng before dark.

This was originally just a cave where Song Feng lived in when he took refuge. Later, as he traveled around, he met various people and things, and there were some suffering people and people who had nowhere to go. Song Feng saw that some of them were human-hearted So simple, they brought them here. When they were brought here, they were just children, and now they are all adults, and some have even become octogenarians, but Song Feng still maintains his appearance in his twenties.Here too, from a cave, it seems to have developed into a tribal situation.

"Miss Sister!" Seeing the dim yellow sky from afar, Zui Changshou roared and ran over, and behind her, the humanoid little Suzaku followed slowly, as if he disdained this kind of approach of rushing towards people.However, the footsteps were disobedient and walked this way, and there was a faint tendency to go faster and faster.

Feng Xiyue couldn't help chuckling, this Suzaku is really a childish and awkward beast.

(End of this chapter)