Chapter 1188 Phoenix Nirvana (7)

Jiang Ling took Shi Sheng to the thirty-third heaven, where the Immortal Emperor lived.

The Immortal Emperor looked at Shi Sheng with a somewhat complicated expression. He was silent for a long time before speaking, "Does the little guy have a name?"

"Chi Li."

The little girl underneath is wearing a black dress. A girl wearing such a color should not look good, but it looks very good on her, and it makes her skin as fair as jade.

Standing in this glorious hall, it does not look small at all, but attracts people's attention. Looking at her reaction, she was calm and indifferent, as if she didn't care about these things.

To the Immortal Emperor, this is just a newly born little guy, but he has such momentum that he will grow up to be a figure in the future.

"Chili..." The Immortal Emperor gathered his thoughts and nodded, "It's a good name. Then you will be called Chili from now on, and Nanwu Mountain should have a master."

Nanwu Mountain was once the residence of the Phoenix Clan. Despite its name, Nanwu Mountain is actually so big that you can’t even imagine it.

"Immortal Emperor, Nanwu Mountain..."

"Jiang Ling, you go and handle this matter." The Immortal Emperor interrupted Jiang Ling and handed the job directly to him.

Jiang Ling frowned, but in the end he didn't shirk.

The Immortal Emperor did not embarrass Shi Sheng, and Shi Sheng followed Jiang Ling silently and left.

After leaving the main hall, Jiang Ling asked Shi Sheng gently, "Xiao Li...can I call you that?"

"casual."

"Xiao Li, no one has lived in Nanwu Mountain for many years. I need to send someone to check it out first. It will take some time. During this period, how about you stay in my palace first?"

Shi Sheng glanced at Jiang Ling, as if he could see through his mind at a glance, and Jiang Ling suddenly became nervous, "Xiao Li..."

Shi Sheng looked away and said calmly: "No, I'll go by myself. Where is Nanwu Mountain?"

Probably because of the look in his eyes just now, Jiang Ling suddenly didn't dare to speak. He thought he was also the arbiter of the gods. At this time, facing a child, he was a little at a loss. If this was said to others, wouldn't he be laughed at?

But looking at Shi Sheng's face, Jiang Ling couldn't say anything. He sighed, summoned an auspicious cloud again, and took Shi Sheng to Nanwu Mountain.

The first impression given by Nanwu Mountain is that it is lifeless.

Nanwu Mountain is full of sycamore trees, but these sycamore trees are all dead, with no branches and leaves, and no sign of life.

In the middle, there is a particularly large sycamore tree. It can be said that it reaches straight into the sky, and the top cannot be seen at all. Its branches are thick, which shows how much it blocks the sky and the sun when it is alive.

The branches of this sycamore tree are dotted with some built palaces. From a distance, they look like giant fruits hanging on it.

Jiang Ling landed just under the sycamore tree, and he said slowly: "Since the last phoenix died, the entire Nanwu Mountain withered overnight. We have tried many methods but can't make these sycamore trees come back to life." come over."

Shi Sheng raised his head and looked at the sycamore tree whose top could not be seen, "The phoenix has the ability to reach nirvana, so why did it die?"

Jiang Ling also imitated her and looked up at the sycamore tree, with a hint of unnoticeable sadness in his voice, "I don't know. One day, the phoenixes of the phoenix clan lost the ability to nirvana. Way to be reborn.”

He looked slightly sideways, "There are also dragons at the same time, they can't give birth to offspring anymore."

"He once said that destiny cannot be violated. This is probably... destiny." The dragon clan has the power to defy the sky, and the phoenix clan has the power of immortality.

The world cannot contain them.

Phoenix descendants are rare, and new phoenixes may not be born for thousands of years, but they will not die, so the number is very stable.

Chili is the last phoenix egg that has not hatched.

Shi Sheng looked away, this damn setting was enough.

How can anyone live in this shitty place?

Shi Sheng stretched out her hand to support the tree trunk. When she touched the trunk, the lowest branches suddenly began to sprout, growing rapidly, spreading up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, there was already a green field in front of her.

Jiang Ling looked at Shi Sheng in surprise.

Shi Sheng: "..." I didn't do anything.

Shi Sheng withdrew his hand, and the upward spreading of green stopped, as if someone had pressed the reverse button, and the sprouts that had grown out shrank back.

The sycamore tree is awesome, you can take back what it has grown.

"That's it." Jiang Ling suddenly seemed to understand something, "Xiao Li, don't be afraid, put your hand up."

Shi Sheng: "..." Which of your eyes can tell that this baby is scared?

Shi Sheng put his hand up again, new shoots sprouted from the branches, and green continued to spread in all directions. It was a dead sycamore forest just now, but now it was full of life.

The sycamore trees that have grown branches and leaves again sway and make a rustling sound.

It was a sound of pleasure.

Jiang Ling's voice was a little scattered by the sound of the swaying parasol trees, "After the last phoenix in Nanwu Mountain died, these parasol trees withered. Only when you come back will they live."

Shi Sheng looked at the sycamore tree that had been obscured by dense branches and leaves, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I won't keep pressing it like this, right?"

Jiang Ling has never experienced anything like this. The Phoenix clan is the oldest race. As long as he can remember, Nanwu Mountain has been covered with sycamore trees, with luxuriant branches and leaves that have never withered.

"Don't move yet, I'll go out and take a look." Jiang Ling disappeared in front of Shi Sheng.

As soon as he left, a branch from the sycamore tree suddenly hung down, gently wrapped around Shi Sheng's waist, and pulled her up the sycamore tree.

The branches felt very comfortable to her and had no offensive power. Shi Sheng allowed them to pull her upward.

The branches sent Shi Sheng into a palace covered by leaves.

Standing at the entrance of the palace, you can see the sycamore forest in the distance, lush and green, forming a sea of ​​green, not at all like the withered state when you came just now.

Shi Sheng looked around the palace and found nothing special.

The branch still stayed next to her, with two leaves spread out, gently pushing her forward, as if to make her move forward.

Shi Sheng was pushed forward, bypassing a screen made of unknown material, and saw the throne inside.

Made of polished jade, the armrests are the spread wings of a phoenix. The head of the phoenix is ​​in the middle of the throne. That posture protects the person sitting on the throne.

The branches pushed her onto the throne, and the two leaves tilted innocently, as if they were satisfied. It retreated a little lower, rolled up one leaf, covered it with another leaf, and bent the lower branches in a kneeling posture.

Shi Sheng: "..."

The honey experience of being worshiped by a branch.

Shi Sheng stood up and reached out to touch the branch. The branch immediately rubbed her hand excitedly, like a cat whose chin was scratched.

"Can you speak?" Shi Sheng knelt down and looked straight at the branches.

The branch spread out two leaves, spreading its hands helplessly, and also seemed confused and didn't know what she was talking about.

Shi Sheng touched two more branches and asked, "Is this the place where the Phoenix King once lived?"

Probably because he understood this sentence, the branches stood up with the leaves, bent in front, and nodded every time.