Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 3
"Boom..."

Feng Wu raised her hand tremblingly, stroked the strings, and the clear and melodious voice came to her ears, just like the singing of a yellow oriole, the lingering sound lingered around the beam, lingering for a long time.

"It moves like a warbler, crisp and pleasant to the ear, this really is a Liuliqin." The hoarse voice came out, but it was whispering, and the throat seemed to adapt to the burning pain in an instant.

Fingers turned into palms, attached to the body of the qin, carefully inspecting the guqin floating in front of her.

That appearance, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

For the glass qin, the flesh and blood of the phoenix cast its body into glass, and the phoenix inhabits the phoenix tree to cast it as the body of the qin.

But she remembered that the colored glaze on Liuliqin was indeed weeping blood colored glaze. She had seen in that ancient book that Nuwa was riding a phoenix, and after dripping blood and molting her bones into the Liuliqin, the phoenix hid together with Fuxi and Nuwa. After the flood and famine.

Liuliqin is also lost in the world, whereabouts are unknown.

Liuliqin also has an ugly name, Weeping Blood!

Of course, these are just a few words she came across in that ancient book by chance.

For the rest, she doesn't know.

Phoenix weeping blood is an ominous omen, so since ancient times, few people have known the existence of Liuliqin, but they never mentioned weeping blood.

Weeping Blood is just another name for Liuliqin, not the real Phoenix Weeping Blood.

If it is true, I am afraid that Liuliqin will be regarded as an ominous thing.

Feng Wu smiled, the soul fragments had lived for her for 15 years, but she got such an artifact.

Said she was lucky?Or is it unfortunate?

"Should be lucky?" Feng Wu whispered, the burning pain in her throat was gone, but her voice was still hoarse.

When Li Fengwu died, 15 years had passed, 15 years, in this piece of Kyushu continent, neither long nor short.

For ordinary people, fifteen years are countless springs, autumns, winters and summers.

Relatives pass away, parting from the past.

As far as the spirit is concerned, fifteen years of retreat and practice are like a flash.

Spiritual person is a name for cultivators in this continent.

In the mainland of Kyushu, the spirit is respected.

Those who are spiritual can communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, accept the aura for their own use, and those who become spiritual can gain longevity.

Of course, that's just the awe that ordinary people have for spirit beings, and spirit beings do live longer than ordinary people.

As for how long it will take, it depends on how high the level of cultivation is. The spirit is divided into nine levels, and every third level is collectively referred to as a low-level spirit, a middle-level spirit and a high-level spirit. For those who are spirit-level, breaking through the shackles is another realm.

And the high-level spirits are going up after that, they are the spirit king, the spirit master, the spirit emperor...

If it's higher, she doesn't know.

In her previous life, she was at most a high-level spirit person, and her master Bai Yu was only a spirit king.

In the cultivation of spiritual beings, each level is a gap, and crossing it is another world.

In this world, there has long been no existence above the Spirit King, only because of the battle of the Liches in ancient times.After the Lich War, the two races withdrew from the stage of history and disappeared since then. Although this world is ruled by the human race, there are still few demon races left.

However, the great war damaged the vitality of the mainland of Kyushu, the human race, and no more spirits appeared.

Sighing lightly, Feng Wu let go of the Liuliqin, looked at the Liuliqin that had turned into a small hairpin, and inserted it on her head casually.

He tried to get up, but he staggered and almost fell.Feng Wu smiled. Sure enough, she, who has no spiritual power, suffered such a serious injury. Even if it took a while, she might not be able to recover, right?
Holding on to the wall, he raised his eyes and looked around, seeing the surrounding situation in full view, the weeds were placed randomly, and a little light was seen along a little gap.

Occasionally, a few mice ran past in a hurry, which made people laugh out loud. From these points, Feng Wu had roughly determined where it was.

firewood?

Then this place, isn't Feng's house? !
Feng Wu's pupils shrank suddenly. In Feng's house, even if Feng Wu was not welcomed by her family, she ate well and lived well, and she never suffered any grievances.

Even though her family doesn't want to see her, she is still the first daughter of the Feng family.

Even, never allow others to bully her.

So, why is she in this woodshed?A memory came to mind, Ouyang Jun, the only king with a different surname in Yeyue Kingdom!

Because of her, bumped into his favorite concubine?
Oh, what a simple excuse!

It's a pity that the Feng family doesn't know about all this. If they knew, the Feng family might have caused trouble in the Ouyang Palace.

Just because she is not welcomed by her family does not mean that she can be bullied by others, this is the Feng family.

(End of this chapter)