The Eternal Phoenix Queen

Eps. 25: The appearance of the Blue Phoenix Wing

Every nine to two o'clock in the morning, Feng Shang spent his time in the flower garden. Feng Shang had to recuperate by gathering spiritual energy before creating the Baihuang mirror. If not, let alone the magic mirror, moving the urn he will not be able to.

The Baihuang Mirror was a god weapon. In the Nine Heavens Realm, its form was a waterfall that flowed the god spring, irrigating the Three Realms.

This mirror is the opening mirror of someone's life from the past, which can only be used by gods with very high power.

The basic ingredients of making this mirror are spiritual-powered objects accompanied by high-level god magic. The Baimeng Mirror that Feng Shang had obtained back then was one of them. Feng Shang still needed three other objects, namely the god orchid, spirit jade and the fur of immortal beings.

Although not sure the spiritual things are on earth, but he makes sure he will find them. The fragment of Baimeng's mirror gave him new confidence that the other materials could also be obtained. Feng Shang did not care how much money he had to spend.

Shen Yi was angry at him for using his helicopter and left him alone. At home, Shen Yi was poking around and kept looking for trouble with him.

Feng Shang was forced to use sleeping magic so that the man would no longer be noisy. That way he could also cultivate calmly.

It's the eighth night. Feng Shangs strength had already recovered by as much as 40%. His body that initially felt lethargic was re-energized.

Feng Shangs face also looked brighter and brighter. Her beauty radiated as a Celestial Empress, not as a demigod. Honey, no one can see its beauty.

Feng Shang took out the Baimeng mirror. The frame was bound, the mirror was refracting a blue light that was the same color as Feng Shang's blue flame phenical power. The magic power within this shard is still intact.

Although it was thrown into the human world, it seemed like someone had sealed its power before it was destroyed. Otherwise, in this world that lacked spiritual power, the mirror would have long since exploded.

“Actually why a celestial object like this can get here?”

Feng Shang still had not found the answer to the mysteries in this world. As for why he got here, about who Shen Yi really was and why there was a god spirit in his memory, about the demon air in Xiang Sun's body, Xiang Sun said, also about the oddities of celestial objects such as broken mirror Baimeng suddenly found here. Feng Shang felt that there was a spiritual path that crossed space and time, breaking through different dimensions.

Nature on earth is different from the realm of mortal humans in the Three Realms. If Feng Shang managed to find that path, perhaps he could go home and investigate because of the Sky Realm's connectedness to a place called earth.

But before that, he must find Shen Yi's true identity first so that he knows what fateful connection makes him entangled with the man.

Feng Shangs phone suddenly rang. Feng Shang's hand held up the phone, then the voice across there rang out, “Shang’er, I heard you spent ten billion on a small mirror?”

Feng Zheng was very astonished as to why his granddaughter would willingly bring out such a big buzzet for a small mirror. Although an ancient object, but ten billion it feels less appropriate for a mirror. Feng Zheng though would not go bankrupt, still felt astonished. He assumed the price of the ancient small mirror was already worth three billion.

“Yes. Why?” ask Feng Shang.

“Haish! Such a small mirror is it worth that much?”

“Quick. The age of this mirror is older than what the great caretaker of the Meng Family said,” Feng Shang said.

“Oh yes? How do you know that? Did you study abroad as a historian and museum observer?”

A museum? Whatisit?

Feng Shang had no idea what a museum was. Yang Feng Shang knew this mirror its lifespan was equivalent to the sealing age of a Demon King. The museum may be a noun or adjective that refers to the use or description or storage of this mirror.

“I know. That's why I bought it,” Feng Shang replied in his perfunctory manner.

I heard a breath from across there. Feng Zheng was still astonished, his curiosity was still not complete.

It would be great if the grandson turned out to study history, because Feng Zheng could tell the Feng Family's secrets to him someday. Feng Shang was his favorite grandson, the secret of the Feng Family was only him, the rightful heir.

His grandson did not give any more explanation. Feng Zheng gave up, it was fine if his grandson wanted such an object.

After all, he as a grandfather would certainly not oppose it. Feng Shang had already lost an old man, had an accident and lost his memory, his life should not be miserable anymore.

“Yes if you like it. Later, if you want to buy something like that again, let me know. Let me buy it for you,” said Feng Zheng.

He immediately thought, his grandfather might be able to help him.

“Grandfather, can you find me a god orchid and spirit jade?”

“Ah? What's that thing? Why does his name sound strange?”

Feng Shang then explained that the god orchid is a rare orchid plant that blooms every ten years. His whereabouts are unknown, but he later heard that a drug dealer had found a blue flowering plant on the top of a mountain. The god orchid is also blue in color and grows in hard-to-reach places. It is possible that the plant is a god orchid.

But because the plant was so unique, the drug dealer sold it to a wealthy businessman. He said the plant will be on display at the Cheng City Leader's birthday event in three days. Because it is exhibited at important people's events, there must be many people who are after it. There will be a high price bargaining procession for the plant.

Feng Shang asked Feng Zheng so that the old geezer could get the plant, no matter what the price. Clearly, Feng Shang wanted the blue plant so badly.

Feng Zheng could not resist, so he was forced to agree to the request of his favorite grandson. After which, Feng Shang continued by explaining the matter of the spirit jade.

“Greek god maybe I can help. But regarding spirit jade, you better be the one looking for it, Shang’er,” Feng Zheng said.

“Good. Grandpa just get the god orchid, the others I myself will look for.”

“You collected all this, actually for what?” Feng Zheng was suddenly curious about the purpose of his grandson collecting those rare objects.

Feng Shang gasped, then quibbled by saying that he liked rare objects that had such a magical and clear aura.

After his phone closed, Feng Shang concentrated his concentration. The flower garden that was filled with spiritual power then reacted, a blue light floating in the air, spinning then entering into Feng Shangs body. The spiritual energy gathering formation rotated, drawing in spiritual energy from various places up to a distance of ten miles away.

Unexpectedly, her blue phenical wings suddenly formed. The wings are so beautiful, stretched out in a flower garden of not much breadth.

At first glance, his phoenix wings looked like a sketch on paper. However, it was these wings that he had, the most beautiful wings in the Three Realms.

Feng Shang was also surprised by the sudden appearance of his wings. Though his body was only a demigod, yet it was already capable of growing wings with only half the spiritual power. Feng Shang was more and more convinced that his body was also strange and secretive, the more special it was.

“What light is it?” the voice of a familiar man sounded so close.

Feng Shang gasped. Near the entrance to the flower garden, Shen Yi stood with her pillow face. He rubbed his eyes, adjusting the incoming blue light amid the dimness of the garden lights.

Why did the man wake up? Though Feng Shang had already given him a powerful sleeping magic. He did not know whether his sleep magic was depleted or his power was not working.

The order could be dire if Shen Yi knew that the blue light was a phoenix wing that stretched out at night.

“Feng Shang? Did you see him? There is a blue light in the flower garden that you like!” shen Yi. It was obvious that the man was half conscious.

Shen Yi was still in a daze. What he saw was real and like a dream. The blue light was so bright, making his eyes slightly glare. Faintly, he saw a strange shape unfolding in the flower garden.

“Wings? Are there any angels in my house?” I don't know who it was.

Shen Yi walked into the flower garden. Feng Shang fell silent, thinking what he should do to this man. He was still half-asleep, probably not too dangerous for him. Tomorrow, this man will definitely assume he is dreaming.

Feng Shangs sleeping magic re-absorbed into Shen Yi's body. As the man lay on the grass of the flower garden, a golden light emerged from his body, then fused with the spiritual energy gathering formation. The wings of Feng Shang that he had originally stretched out were hidden.

“Almost get caught!”

After that, Feng Shang left Shen Yi alone.

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