Chapter 115 (1/2)

The eighth day.

When the sun rises completely from the East China Sea and the morning light shines on the sea, the gate of Longyuan Pavilion opens slowly.

Lu Chuan walked out of the door with Zixiao sword and bow and arrow box on his back.

Although he is a man who practices truth, Qi refining and martial arts, he also looks a little haggard at this time. His eyes are full of blood and two thick dark circles under his eyes.

It can be imagined how much effort he has spent these days to ”read his books” and ”memorize secrets”.

”Eunuch, are you... Are you okay?”

When Lu Chuan came out, Ao Bing was startled.

Lu Chuan has lost almost a big circle in the past eight days. Coupled with the two black circles, he is very different from the original Taoist priest.

”It's all right. I'm fine. What, do you have a guest room? I want to go to sleep first.” Lu Chuan said wearily.

”Yes!” Ao Bing said quickly.

I wanted to tell him about the old turtle, but seeing Lu Chuan so tired, I'd better wait until he has a good rest!

Then he sent someone to lead Lu Chuan to a luxurious guest room in the Dragon Palace.

But these Lu Chuan didn't have time to pay attention. He went in and fell asleep when he saw the bed upside down.

During this sleep, Lu Chuan slept for three days and nights. During this period, except eating some spiritual fruits, he slept the rest of the time.

It was not until the fourth day that Lu Chuan recovered his spirit.

”Is this the old turtle's gift?”

With a golden feather in his hand, Lu Chuan looked suspiciously at Ao Bing, who was waiting for his praise.

I asked you to pluck the root hair of the old turtle, and you really brought me back the root hair?

Besides, is this turtle hair? It's bird hair, okay?

It's also golden. It's colorful at first sight. The owner must not be a serious bird.

”Yes, Grandpa, isn't this feather the gift of thanks between you?”

The smile on AO Bing's face gradually disappeared, some stunned.

Lu Chuan: ”

As soon as he heard this, Lu Chuan knew that the boy misunderstood him and thought he really wanted a hair from the old turtle.

But that's not what he said!

Lu Chuan sighed. The silly boy must have been trapped by the treacherous old Wang Ba again.

Shaking his head, Lu Chuan said with a smile, ”it's all right. I'm not busy getting my hair back.”

”Grandpa, take a good look again. This feather is not an ordinary feather, it is a golden feather...” Ao Bing whispered.

Lu Chuan glanced at him lightly.

What color do you need to remind me? When I can't see what color this hair is?

Ao Bing quickly explained: ”no, eunuch, I mean this feather is not simple. It is regarded as the lifeblood by the old millennium.

I went and directly said that the thank-you gift was Mao. He was very unwilling to take it out and asked how you knew he had this baby. ”

”Huh?”

Hearing Ao Bing's words, Lu Chuan looked very moved.

In fact, now he gradually found that this feather was a little special.

Golden, heavy.

There is a light golden radiance on it. One side is as sharp as a knife made of gold. When you twist it in your hand, you can feel it with your fingertips and feel a warm feeling from the feathers.

Lu Chuan thought for a moment and tried to penetrate a real force into the feather. Suddenly, the feather burst into flames on the spot.

”Zheng!”

At the same time, the golden feather shook slightly, like a sword chanting, and a sharp breath appeared.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan didn't penetrate too much real force. Just a few breaths, all these movements disappeared and became silent.

”Not bad. It's a baby!”