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Along the way, Chu Yang had many thoughts in his mind. Regarding the situation of the Phoenix's remains, he has been hearing about it since he arrived at the Exile Blade. The mysterious legend attracted him like a magnet, making him yearn for that place.

That was one of the places he had to explore in his heart, and Xu Lingfeng's previous words had further strengthened his idea. Every word Xu Lingfeng said seemed to plant a seed of curiosity in his heart, which continued to take root and sprout.

In addition, there was the previous battle in that space, about the battle between the witch clan and the mysterious enemy. The fierce scenes and unknown mysteries always lingered in his mind, and also made him aroused. He became curious about Wu Shenyuan.

He felt that if there was indeed some relationship between this place and the Witch God back then, he would go to these famous places to investigate anyway and see if he could find any useful information.

This information may be of vital significance to him in solving the mystery in his heart, or in his journey of exploration in this mysterious land.

On the way to the Phoenix Ruins, Tialma was like a cheerful bird, keeping introducing the situation to Chu Yang.

"The place where the Phoenix is ​​buried is very beautiful, with a large sycamore tree growing there."

She spoke enthusiastically, her face filled with love for that place, as if she was describing a dreamy place that only belonged to her. Her eyes were shining with light, as if the sea of ​​sycamore trees was the most beautiful scenery in the world in her heart.

Chu Yang smiled lightly, not surprised by this situation. He knew that the phoenix originally lived among the sycamore trees.

It is normal for a large sycamore tree to appear where the site exists, but it would be strange if there were not.

"In addition to the Phoenix Ruins in Wushen Abyss, are there any other places that have been passed down among the major tribes for a long time? If there is a chance, I would like to go to those places to find out."

Chu Yang asked with interest, his eyes revealing a deeper desire to explore this land. He felt that there must be many unknown secrets hidden in this mysterious land, and those places that had been passed down for a long time might be the key to unlocking these secrets.

Tialma hesitated and said, "Indeed, but..." A trace of worry flashed in her eyes, as if she was considering whether to continue.

"But what?"

Chu Yang asked, his curiosity completely aroused by Tialma's hesitation.

"Those places are very dangerous. There are many ferocious beasts inside. Even if we usually hunt, we don't dare to trespass into each other's territory. If we are entangled by them, they will be very vindictive."

Tialma had a worried look on her face. As she spoke, she gestured with the ferocity of those strange beasts with her hands, trying to make Chu Yang understand the situation more clearly.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about my safety. If there was no danger in those places, I wouldn't explore them."

Chu Yang said confidently, his eyes showing determination and fearlessness. He knows that dangers often coexist with opportunities, and only by facing dangers bravely can we gain more.

Tialma frowned slightly, slightly dissatisfied with Chu Yang's answer, but thinking about his strength

, it’s hard to say anything else. Although she was a little worried, she also understood that Chu Yang's determination could not be easily changed.

In this way, Tialma introduced those places to Chu Yang all the way, and unknowingly, the two of them arrived at the sycamore forest where the Phoenix fell.

All you can see are patches of tall sycamore trees. Those sycamore trees tower into the sky, and their trunks are so thick that it takes several people to hug them to surround them. The leaves are as dense as green clouds, layer upon layer, blocking most of the sky.

Chu Yang couldn't help but feel doubtful when he saw it. In his imagination, although the blessings brought by the fall of the Phoenix to an area were rich, it was absolutely impossible to have so many lush sycamores like there were now. He carefully observed his surroundings and thought to himself.

These sycamore trees are growing so vigorously that they seem to contain endless vitality and vitality. If you think about it carefully, I am afraid that the Phoenix who died here was very powerful during his lifetime, which is why this happened. What kind of power did this phoenix possess during its lifetime?

What story is hidden in its fall? Chu Yang's heart was full of questions. He was eager to find some clues in this sycamore forest and solve these mysteries.

After arriving at the sycamore forest, Tialma familiarly found a sycamore tree growing in a strange posture, and then quickly climbed to the trunk.

"This tree grew when I was a child. I didn't expect it to grow so tall. I haven't seen it for a while."

She sighed, her eyes showing memories of the past. The trunk of the sycamore tree is twisted, as if telling the hardship and uniqueness of its growth. carry

Hjalma gently stroked the tree trunk, as if communicating with a long-lost friend.

Chu Yang smiled and said: "Then you stay here and talk about old times with this tree. I will go to other places to explore by myself first. You stay here with her."

Chu Yang's final words to Master Dao were to ask him to stay with Tialma and be on guard against unexpected events at all times. He knew that although this sycamore forest seemed peaceful, there might be unknown dangers hidden in it. Master Dao nodded, and there was a hint of vigilance in its smart eyes, as if telling Chu Yang that it would protect Tialma.

Chu Yang walked alone in the dense sycamore forest. His steps were light and cautious, and every step seemed to be exploring an unknown world. He observed everything around him carefully, not missing any detail.

The sun shines through the gaps in the dense leaves, forming patches of light that fall on the ground like golden satin. The breeze blew gently and the leaves rustled, as if telling ancient stories. Those light spots swayed with the breeze, like a dreamy light and shadow painting.

Chu Yang felt the breath of this forest, and his heart was filled with awe.

The surrounding sycamore trees are tall and straight, with thick trunks. There are traces of time on the bark. The lines seem to be carvings of time, recording the history of this forest. There are some unknown vines hanging on some branches. Those vines are winding and swaying gently in the wind like green snakes, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the forest.

But after walking not far, he suddenly felt something in his heart. The feeling was like a subtle electric current passing through his heart. He subconsciously takes

He took out the incomplete finger bones handed to him by the Mountain Saint. He vaguely felt that perhaps this finger bone would bring him unexpected gains.

This finger bone exuded a mysterious aura in his hand, as if it had some subtle connection with the forest. The warm and comfortable wind shuttled through the sycamore forest, playing a melodious natural sound for Chu Yang.

Listening carefully, this piece of music was as clear and moving as the cry of the phoenix, which made Chu Yang relax a lot for a while, and he slowly began to enjoy the beautiful scenery around him. In this wonderful sound of nature, Chu Yang seemed to have forgotten all his worries and fatigue, and was immersed in the embrace of this forest.

In the middle of the journey, just when Chu Yang felt that there would be no gain from this trip, the finger bones he held in his hand suddenly emitted a red halo. This time it was completely different from the purple halo that had emitted before. It was as if he felt something. There will be this change.

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of curiosity and vigilance. The red halo flickered in his hands, as if guiding his direction. He walked slowly and alone in the direction guided by the light, and the fallen leaves under his feet rustled slightly, as if to accompany his progress.

With every step he took, he could feel an inexplicable anticipation and tension. Then he walked to a sycamore tree that was much smaller than the surrounding sycamore trees. The light emitted from his finger bones pointed to the end point.

Although this sycamore tree is short, it exudes a unique atmosphere, as if it is silently telling its story.

After getting close to the tree, the light on the finger bones became stronger and stronger, as if it was cheering excitedly that it had found its target.

Chu Yang thought for a moment, then dug up the soil under the sycamore tree. He mobilized the power in his body and controlled it like an invisible hand, gently turning the soil.

His movements are skillful and precise, and every use of power is just right. After just digging for a moment, Chu Yang saw a wooden box covered with mud on the ground. As expected, the finger bones guided him to this place, and the thing he wanted to search for should be this wooden box.

Chu Yang carefully took out the wooden box from the soil and gently wiped off the soil on it. This wooden box looks very simple, with some strange lines carved on it, as if it contains some mysterious power.

Chu Yang was full of curiosity. He didn't know what secrets were hidden in this wooden box, but he believed that this discovery must be closely related to the Phoenix ruins.

When Chu Yang put away the wooden box and returned to the starting point, he found Tialma and Dao Ye enjoying themselves around the sycamore tree. Tialma's face was filled with an innocent smile, and her silver bell-like laughter echoed in the forest.

Master Dao was also jumping around, as if this sycamore forest was their paradise. Just when Chu Yang felt that the scene in front of him seemed to have a sense of peace and quiet in the past, he suddenly realized that the sycamore tree accompanying the two of them to play seemed to have spiritual wisdom inside.

The spiritual wisdom born inside the sycamore tree seemed to have noticed that Chu Yang was observing it, and hurriedly restrained its aura, turning itself into a sycamore tree with nothing special about it.

Chu Yang frowned and thought for a while, feeling that the phoenix that fell here seemed not as simple as imagined.

Not surprisingly, the Phoenix clan probably also contributed a lot in that battle.

As for why the sycamore tree growing on the ground still allowed the birth of spiritual intelligence after the opponent's death for a long time, this may have something to do with the Phoenix clan's own characteristics of rebirth.