Chapter one hundred and twenty-three, each according to his ability

On Jungfrau, Lu ran is searching. The cold could not stop his hot heart. Flying Snow, can not cover his bright eyes. The rough road won't stop the deer.

It's just, two hours later, he still hasn't found a trace.

On this snowy peak, there are no other flowers except the rare camellias which can be seen occasionally. Snow is only snow, a pile of a pile, a piece of a, is no red snow, no snow red.

Sometimes, braving the bitter cold, he climbed to the top of the pine tree to watch it fall out. Sometimes he took his place on the edge of a cliff and looked down, hoping, as in the novel, to find the strange flowers and plants that grew there.

It turned out, however, to be nothing but rocks and a couple of weeds.

"strange, is it really that hard to find? "

"nonsense, you think this is rape morning glory? " Purple Clothes is still not very gentle today: "more climbing a few trees, more to the cliff to look for, Keep Your Eyes Open. It is said that someone found in the snow, Snow places you have to pay special attention... "

Well, Lu ran listened. I see. It means you have to be careful no matter where you are. So, it's like saying nothing.

WHOOSH... ! ... Zap!

He mounted the Fawn, jumped some distance up, and came upon a huge rock.

Next to the boulders were two large Big Pine trees, north and south, covered with a thick layer of snow. They looked like a pair of lovers in the snow, especially soft and bright in the golden sunset. Behind them, a sea of broken clouds and a hazy blue-gray edge beyond.

Lu ran was sitting on the Fawn, carrying the setting sun, and casting his long shadow on the stone, just passing between two pine trees. The antlers of the Fawn were printed on the silvery ground like handles on a closed door.

It was only for a moment that he realized the extreme beauty of Jungfrau. No matter the breeze or flying snow, no matter the setting sun or ancient pine, are just embellishment. The truly breathtaking, is the Boundless Sea of clouds, is the heart of Heaven and earth.

"Have you had enough? "

"That's enough. "

He replied, driving the Fawn along, continuing his search for the elusive magic flower.

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In fact, if you look for the right direction to look up, carefully look, Lu ran can see a row of "hunchbacked wild goose" hit the remote main peak Luo Shenfeng flying. Those, of course, were not hunchbacked geese, but males hurrying over on horseback.

Halfway up the main peak, a few exceptionally spiritual tigers, wolves and goats are also moving up quickly. These are big people, too. They're all here for a reason. As mounts, land animals in general are a little less impressive than birds.

Of course, this little bit isn't about speed. This may come as a surprise to you, but I'm sorry it is.

Flying Bird empty body, that speed of course is very fast, much faster than the Mengshou. But once the seat, it is more difficult to fly fast. And not only the speed will be reduced to the same as Mengshou, but also worse than Mengshou endurance.

Fortunately, he could fly after all, and in this case he was clearly ahead of the game. When the upper one reached the top of the mountain, the one below had just climbed, and half a cup of tea was still in sight.

One by one, they looked around as far as they could, wishing they could turn the whole mountain and the other major peaks upside down, or simply slap them into the ground, and turn the surrounding area into a plain for hundreds of miles, so they can spot the bird at a glance.

Catching birds is a tricky business, even for these mighty creatures.

First, you need to know where it is. This alone is more difficult than catching wild animals, because birds mostly live in trees, occasionally move a nest, occasionally to the top of the tree to bask in the sun, it is difficult to find people below.

Second, even if you find a regular haunt, you still have to find a way to catch it. After all, people are unlikely to see you coming, just a dive down in front of you and your eyes at your eyes to let you bent.

Third, if you find a tree, or a cliff, or a swamp, you have to find a way to catch it. Mengshou again how Meng, also can only run on the ground, no matter shout some of the latter with some tools and materials, surround, slowly subdue.

But Bird, on the other hand, if you accidentally startle it, it will fly to you. Usually when you grab a horse, it's because it's a better horse than the one you have.

If you happen to have a bird riding on you, congratulations, you'll have a chance to chase it after it's gone. If you can jump on it, you can beat it, and you're not afraid to fall to your death, then you have a chance to take it. If you came here on a lion and a tiger, I'm sorry, but you failed when it flew.

If you've overcome all of the above, you can begin the long awaited ambush without waking it up or waking it up in time to stop it. At this point, you're left with only one thing to fight -- the will.

God Fu formula, in fact, is only to open the will of the means of confrontation, the real control of the beast, the need to rely on the will of the struggle and complete control. And birds are no easier to come by than animals. In fact, perhaps because of their free-spirited habits, they are often more difficult to tame than mongrels.

Above, said is only the common spirit animal, does not contain "the Luo God messenger" this kind of fabled sacred bird. Nor does it include "Lin Bai, " "overlord, " or "black peacock, " the "demigods" that have attained or come close to the so-called "divinity" in some or some other spiritual aspect.

Take Xiao Bai of Wu Xinyue. It is said to be a mutant White Swan, as if, indeed, anyone could see that a normal president would have two crowns? It has reached the acme of its nature of wind and water, and has the shadow of divinity. Among other things, Lin Bai can fly very fast, very high, by far the highest of any mount.

As for the bird, according to legend, this is the regular God of the bird. As to how it works, we don't know yet, not even a group of heroes.

So, when they came, they stood for a long time, not even seeing each other's shadow. Had it not been for the bird's spontaneous flight from the deep forest, they would have thought it was a "misunderstanding" .

At that time, Chiquan and others had already caught up from the mountainside. Originally thought to fall behind a move, but found that everyone is waiting, have not found the bird's trace, the heart is still very happy. If these guys came in here and found out, they could have missed today.

Then the big guy ran to the top of the Where the Legend Begins, sat down, and looked around. This is the highest point of the whole mountain. On rare clear days, you can look north to see the dim shadows of Phoenix.

As the crowd grew more and more convinced that it was a mistake, a deliberate farce on the part of some unthinking person, an ethereal, distant cry came from far below, shocking them.

"Harvard. "

A partial peak of the hillside, under the canopy of a cangtian ancient wood, snow-white wings exposed a corner, emitting a touch of multicolored light. Only a flick, white wings drew an arc, from the dark green branches and leaves flow out.

After skimming the lush branches and Hazy Luck, the long, slender figure of the bird loshen appeared so soft and light in the reflection of the remnant rainbow. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would have felt that it was a scene in a painting, with illusory beauty.

It was as white as snow, and had only a red crown on its head. Long and hooked in the beak, there is bad gas. The neck is thicker than the head and shorter than the Swan. Abdomen micro-arch, wings large and fold, length and slightly concave, tail long and Qiao. All in all, the curves are beautiful and the spirit is breathtaking.

At this point, it's flapping its wings and heading for Jungfrau.

From the bird's flight path, it should pass between the mountainside and the peak. It's moving fast. It should be passing by soon. So, there's not a lot of room for the big boys.

Chances are good for the flying horseman, but not so good for the brothers and sisters who ride jackals, tigers and leopards. They can intercept in the air. What do we do? We can't just jump off and hope for the best and let them fall on our backs? Well, the odds, they're a little close to zero.

"Wait, " Zhao Feilong, King of the wild goose south, raised his hand, he came over on a goat: "Lord Murongzhuang, Master Wu, and the rest of you, this sacred bird is not owned by any one, so it belongs to those who see it. How about this? After you trap it, force it up the mountain, let's all go together, each with his own ability. "

"Yes, see a share, rushed to the mountains, we all rely on their own ability! " Several other can not fly also agreed.

In normal times, people are too embarrassed to say no anyway.

But today's event is not trivial, this bird is the only one in the world, that speed, that spiritual, we saw it with our own eyes, you also called us to drive it up the mountain, and then we all rely on their own ability? I bought a watch last year. Why don't you jump out of here later?

"Wild Goose South King, you say this words, a bit wrong. " Murong city did not reject directly, but the meaning is very clear: "This is probably the only one for thousands of years, to tell the truth, everybody wants, since each depends on ability, that depends on ability. "

Then, without waiting for a reply, Rongcheng drove the black peacock down. The others flew down, one by one, and hid themselves in the trees at the edge of the cliff, waiting for the magic bird to fly by.

A few people on the mountain, the stomach of a million words of grass mud horse presented, but for a while there is no way. It's GonNa take more than a few minutes to figure out that you can't fly. If they were to change horses now, they'd have to find the perfect bird.

But they are clearly not ready to let it go. I can't do it for a while? Besides, it's not that easy to catch a magic bird? They're all magic birds. They can't be captured without a fight, can they?

If, when the time comes, the magic bird a struggle, flew up, hey hey, that is not our opportunity?

The worst, in case which awesome, really want to tame the God bird, I throw a stone from the mountain to disturb it, simply not too simple.

Some of the last mention of the idea, the mountains of a few hurried to ride down a section, in the Murong city and others close to a cliff to watch. This distance, these branches, well, it's a good place to do bad things.

Everything is ready for Where the Legend Begins.