Chapter 1129 Chapter 433: Yellow Bird

I used a lot of tongues to explain that aptitude has nothing to do with birth, but looking at Xiu'er's expression, it seems to be doubtful.

This is also very normal. After all, Tang Luo himself would not believe that if it were not for eyes that could see the flow of spiritual power, the gap between people was really only that small.

So far, he has not seen an existence with an aptitude exceeding 1.4 in Longxi. At that time, because of the bloodline ability of the four little kings, according to the spiritual power, he can only draw a rough range, but there is no The possibility of more than 1.5.

But with such a small gap in innate aptitude, the resulting gap in combat power is more than tens or hundreds of times. Of course, there are acquired environment, savvy, and toughness, but it also illustrates how cultivating invincible beliefs is. important.

After all, the existence that stands out from the ground up will always have the detached mentality that deserves it. This kind of belief runs through the martial arts career, and it will bloom miracles.

After the wound was stitched up and wrapped in gauze, Xiu'er picked up the blood-stained old clothes, and yellow birds croaked outside the window.

"Spring is coming."

Seeing the sudden change of Xiu'er sister's face, Tang Luo glanced out the window and said lightly.

"Ok."

Xiu'er who sorted the dirty clothes replied absently.

"You said this yellow bird is also very interesting. It is a small bird, but it has bright feathers. The forest is full of coveted beasts, and it is not easy to hide itself. It prefers to cry loudly in the early spring. Is it going to die? "

Sister Xiu'er holding the dirty clothes suddenly clenched her hands, barely pulled out a smile, and whispered: "The warbler is everywhere, and it sounds after the beginning of spring, especially when the wheat is ripe. Its sound is smooth, like the sound of a loom. It is a bird that meets the seasons, and it is a good omen to hear it."

"Good omen?" Tang Luo listened, tilted his head and smiled towards Xiu'er: "The yellow bird's cry is full of liveliness and happiness, but they may not be clear. Although it is the beginning of spring, the climate is still warm. Cold, the wheat seedlings have just entered the soil, and the mulberries have not yet produced fruit. Wouldn't it be too early to sing at this time?"

Sister Xiu'er's smile was even more reluctant, and she whispered: "The yellow birds fly together, and although they are weak, they take care of each other. Maybe they are happy, just because they can be together."

"It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, and the yellow birds are invincible to the eagles." Tang Luo looked at the lowered head of sister Xiu'er, and said with a smile: "At present, Chaochang is expensive, and the people beat birds to sacrifice the five internal organs. The little yellow bird is still hiding quietly, don't cry as well."

"How can the yellow bird understand this." Sister Xiu'er raised her head with a bright smile: "Family is happy to be together. Today is the beginning of spring, I will go buy some good food back!"

After saying this, Xiu'er exited the house holding the dirty clothes, and Tang Luo's face became extremely gloomy.

Yellow bird chirping is naturally not a strange place, but the original chaotic bird chirping becomes clear and regular, there must be problems in it.

At least Tang Luo stayed in Alan Mountain for three years, and he had never heard three repeated and identical bird calls. Even the same batch of birds sounded the same in the morning, but they were slightly different.

Therefore, there must be a problem if the yellow bird does not cry early or late, and chooses to scream at this time.

In Longxishi, they often mingled with Tang Feng. In addition to discussing the integration of information and data, the two explored some weird things, such as wind media’s strange ways of communicating.

I have heard from Tang Feng that some particularly powerful wind-media organizations use the sound of birds and beasts, dripping water, trees and sand as contact signals.

So after hearing the three birdsong in the same cycle, Tang Luo spoke out to test Xiu'er sister. As expected, the slightly changed expression of the other party explained that the yellow bird's call that suddenly came into the room was not only in season. simple.

"It's stupid to rush for quick success!"

The most worrying thing finally happened. Tang Luo couldn't help but yelled. He lifted the quilt, made a cone with the spine, and moved to the bedside with a whirl. Two legs were firmly on the ground. Tang Luo stood up, He grabbed a hat from the cabinet and put it on, and walked out of the room.

...

Sister Xiu'er, who left Tang Luo's room, dipped the **** dirty clothes into the bucket and went out.

It's just that she didn't want to go to the vegetable market as she said. Instead, she walked into the back alley beside the house, walked around for a long time, and stopped in a hidden dead end.

After taking a deep breath, he opened the door of the spiritual world passage, and the sun shone, illuminating the originally dark and quiet spiritual passage, and also illuminating the faces. They are male and female, old and young.

Looking at myself through the channel, there is joy, respect, satisfaction, disappointment and resentment.

Just like in Long Yuan, she was still familiar. Sister Xiu'er jumped into the dark passage, removed the light source at the entrance, and slightly nodded towards the leading people.

The crowd spread out a path for people to walk, and went to the unknown and far.

"The old man is waiting for you in front."

Xiu'er nodded silently, took a deep breath, and walked alone toward the deep.

The clansmen are getting fewer and fewer, and their age is getting higher and higher. Everyone's eyes are chasing after her, looking high above her.

Xiu'er knew that these tribes had long been dissatisfied with his actions, and whether they could not be recalled and severely punished was because of her clan's blood. How could they ask for more.

With her head down, she walked all the way to the end of the dark passage. When she couldn't even hear the people's breathing in the distance, Xiu'er saw the quiet room on the corner.

A man was rubbing the Lingbi of the spiritual world channel, and when he saw her appearing, he turned his head and smiled.

"Sister, you are grown up!"

The man was handsome in appearance, tall in figure, with deep handsome eyes like a stockman, and a tall nose. When he laughed, it seemed that the dark passages were all lit up.

Both of them have grown up, but the familiarity between the eyebrows still tells Xiu'er that this is the eldest brother who loves her.

The only bloodline of the Yun family, the eldest son of the Yun family, Yun Ji!

"Yun Xiu visits the Patriarch and asks Patriarch to punish him."

Sister Xiu'er buckled her knees on the ground, and the two flat braces were intersected and buckled on the ground, emotionally.

"What are you doing? Although I haven't seen you in ten years, the relationship between brothers and sisters won't pass away because of time. I don't want to get up soon."

Yun Ji took a step forward, lifted Yun Xiu up, wiped away the teardrops on her face, and smiled: "They are all big girls, why are they crying like they were when they were young? I know, ten years ago. The elder asked you to come to Chaochang to establish an intelligence system, and it is a bit difficult for the elders to make you come to Chaochang.

"No." Yun Xiu shook his head, tears running across his face: "The elders are not wrong. It is Xiu'er who is greedy for peace and has failed her brother's expectation. He also lost the fairy cloud spirit, please punish him."

(End of this chapter)