Master of Soul-Building - C287 Southern Vermillion Bird

Could it be that the White Tiger is about to emerge from the dream? As I was thinking about this matter, I suddenly felt the Vermillion Bird in my chest fly out from my chest with force.

A golden light that was about 30 feet long scattered down from the sky. The Vermillion Bird was slender and graceful as it stopped above my head. It emitted a sound that was like the break of dawn.

The tiger’s roar and the Vermillion Bird’s cry rang out one after another. The two sounds constantly collided in the air.

After half an hour, a white light shone from the west, and the voice of the White Tiger came from that light.

When the Vermillion Bird heard this voice, it didn’t have the slightest emotion. The Vermillion Bird flew up very quickly, and not long after, it also turned into a golden light.

The two beams of light intersected.

At the start, the white light’s speed was very fast, so it landed on top of the Suzaku. The Vermillion Bird was only a few dozen feet away from the ground.

Furthermore, the White Tiger’s voice was extremely loud and it shook my eardrums. The Vermillion Bird’s voice seemed to have been frightened away quite a bit by the sound.

When he saw this situation, he was overwhelmed with shock. Although the Southern Flame Vermillion Bird was indeed a White Tiger of the West Gold White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird had just been created by him.

In principle, this was a godly bird, but it was just a small godly bird.

It was only natural that he wouldn’t be able to deal with it, but seeing as how the Vermillion Bird was gradually at a disadvantage, if the Vermillion Bird’s divine form was destroyed, then I wouldn’t be too far off from death.

Just when I saw that both sides were at a stalemate and felt a burst of fear in my heart, I suddenly heard a burst of words coming from the side:

“Boss, feed some blood to the Vermillion Bird. This divine beast was created by you and is connected to your bloodline. It’s definitely going to be useful.”

This voice is the tone of the Shandong Dam, upon hearing this, I immediately became more alert, and immediately bit open my fingertip with my teeth.

Only then did I realize that the so-called blood drop on the TV screen was actually able to break through it with a single bite. It was all fake and I spent quite a bit of effort before I managed to open it up a little and squeeze a few more drops of blood out.

When the blood appeared in the air, it was as if the blood had lost its weight and was floating and swaying in the air as it flew towards the golden light.

When the light came in contact with his blood, it actually became a lot brighter. Furthermore, it also increased his strength by a lot. The white light that was originally above his head was pushed up a few dozen feet.

The sound of a White Tiger’s roar could be heard. The Vermillion Bird’s strength was not to be outdone, as it continuously let out a few phoenix cries.

I saw a Vermillion Bird’s head that was the size of a dustpan appear out of the golden light and peck towards the white light. I saw a Vermillion Bird’s head that was the size of a dustpan peck appear out of the golden light and peck towards the white light.

It was so bright that I couldn’t even open my eyes. After a long time, there was only a golden light left, and not far from my feet, a tiger with a body of snow-white fur and white eyes appeared out of thin air.

The tiger lay motionless on the ground, only a trace of its aura remaining.

When I saw this, I immediately understood that the Vermillion Bird had already broken through the White Tiger’s defense. At this moment, the golden light in the air turned into the shape of a Vermillion Bird and flew straight towards the White Tiger.

That beak-like mouth opened the White Tiger’s stomach. In less than ten seconds, the entire White Tiger’s eyeballs, along with its internal organs, entered the Vermillion Bird’s mouth.

The West Gold White Tiger had already been annihilated by the Vermillion Bird, causing me to gasp for breath. I suddenly felt as if someone had splashed a bucket of cold water on my back, causing my body to tremble.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the folding bed of the Office, holding the statue of the Vermillion Bird in my hands.

Shandong Dam was wearing a daoist robe and sitting cross-legged beside my bed. The folding bed was surrounded by runes drawn with cinnabar on the pure white tiles.

The Vermillion Bird statue in my hand was already covered in feathers, and the sharp beak that was originally like gold had also become much duller.

The fierce battle with the White Tiger seemed to have caused a lot of damage to this statue.

Shandong Dam saw that I had woken up and slowly opened his eyes. He recited, Infinite Heavenly Sovereign.

“Thank you very much.” I laughed.

The man just waved his hand and laughed:

“There’s no need to be so courteous between us, but I’ve helped you so much. There’s one thing that I don’t know if you can help me with.”

All the people in the world came for benefits, all the people in the world came for benefits, and all the people in the world came for benefits. Shandong Dam has helped me so much, if it really is all for free, then I would really be afraid.

After all, who would risk their life for someone who had nothing to do with them?

I don’t believe it when you say that you are sacrificing yourself to the public.

Since Shandong Dam has a request from me, I am relieved.

I asked him if he wanted money or a statue. As long as I could make it, I would definitely be able to repay him for saving my life.

“I don’t want money, and I don’t want a statue either. This thing is in your shop, if you don’t mind, just give it to me.” When Shandong Dam was speaking, he pointed at the worktable that was used to make statues in my shop.

In fact, that thing sounds like a worktable, but in other words, it was just a few wooden boards, placed together on a flat surface.

It was unknown how long it had been used since it was first used, but it was not made of the best wood, but rather an ordinary piece of mountain wood.

As long as one was sincere enough, let alone doing it on the worktable, it would not be a problem to do it on the ground.

As a result, the worktable was not particular about it, it was just an ordinary table made of wooden boards.

I asked Shandong Dam what he wanted this for.

“The heavens can’t leak their secret. This matter is related to me.” The Shandong Dam stroked his beard and laughed:

“It’s fate that the two of us could meet. Boss, you can’t be unwilling to even give me a wooden board, right?”

When I heard this, I laughed heartily. The newbie said that although there was nothing special about this wooden board, it still depended on whose hand it landed in.

Shandong Dam definitely doesn’t have the looks of an ordinary person, and from the past few days, I can tell that this person has a knowledge of Yin and Yang, and is able to play the seventh or seventh role.

This sensible person didn’t lie to the discerning person, so I shouted,

“I’m afraid that Mister wants to hold back the treasure.”

It is said that these people can see through the ground with their eyes, and if there is a golden light in their eyes, they will be able to see a treasure that no one can recognize.