Chapter 559： Phoenix bird

Chapter 559 Phoenix Divine Bird

The divine bird surrounded by fresh flames is the size of a crane, its golden tail feathers resemble the feathers of a peacock, and its long, pointed beak emits a crisp and melodious call, and its call is like clear spring water, dripping in people's hearts.

"This is a wild phoenix." George said emotionally, "I don't know how old it is. It's a pity that it's still far from the **** bird I imagined."

This phoenix looked much bigger than Dumbledore's Fox, but it was far from what he expected.

He has spent a lot of time searching for the Phoenix. Many of his messengers and ghosts have been used to inquire about the Phoenix's traces in order to find a Phoenix that satisfies him.

It is a pity that even after spending a lot of energy and time, he finally failed to find a phoenix that satisfied him.

This is not surprising. Just like this phoenix, living on the top of Mount Gang Rinpoche, it is impossible for his messengers and ghosts to find such a place alone. In the end, he must go to every place where the news is clear. He doesn't have so much time.

More importantly, the Phoenix swallows wind and drinks dew, and has never eaten medicinal herbs. It depends on its innateness, and the natural development of such spiritual things is extremely slow.

The phoenix in front of him, I am afraid that it has been several hundred years old, and it has only developed to the present point. It is far stronger than Dumbledore's infant Fox. But even such a Phoenix is ​​far from George's ideal.

"It seems that it needs to think of something else. It has no sign of Nirvana so far. There is no time for waiting simply." George secretly had a decision.

Observing the state of the phoenix from a distance, George didn't alarm the phoenix. He went around the cliff on the other side and jumped off the cliff. He opened his arms and controlled the atmosphere, slowly flying down from the top of the mountain.

As he slowly descended, he saw something, so he changed direction and flew towards a gentle **** under the cliff.

He landed slowly on a gentle **** covered with snow. He walked a few steps forward and picked up a banner dedicated to mountain guides. He looked up towards the cliff, and could vaguely see a landslide on the cliff, revealing a steep mountain wall covered by snow.

George roughly guessed that it was the snow that was affected by the strong wind and fell from the cliff. A team of hapless climbers just hit the landslide.

Now that he saw it, he naturally wouldn't stand by.

I just hope those people still have a little breath left.

He gently tapped, an invisible ripple penetrated into the snow and spread to the surroundings.

From the detected position, George walked more than 20 steps to the left and forward. He waved his hands and moved them apart, pushing a giant like a giant. The snow parted on both sides, exposing the two mountaineering team members covered by the snow.

George casually cast the curse of recovery on the two people, and followed the same pattern to find seven other people under the snow. The mountaineering expedition with a total of nine people did not appear dead.

Seeing this scene, George felt slightly relaxed.

These mountaineers were lucky. The snow just slipped instead of an avalanche. They were exhausted and covered by snow during the mountaineering. It was buried but not deep, so there was no trauma on his body, the snow was not thick, and there was barely some air left. It was discovered by him in time, so there was no future trouble.

What surprised him was that he found a familiar face among the mountaineers.

When he came to check Phoenix last time, he also saw this hapless middle-aged man. He didn't expect that he would be in danger again this time.

"It seems that he is a professional guide to make a living."

George thought for a while, and saw that the man was over forty, and it was not suitable for him to continue running around here. So he used magic to give the person a psychological hint, making him feel fear when he thought of climbing, so as to dispel his idea of ​​continuing to do this as a career.

After all, he couldn't be lucky enough to be saved every time. He had been saved twice, and it was indeed a pity to die.

After giving the middle-aged man a psychological hint, George summoned a rope. He connected the climbers together with a rope, floated them up, and then led these people to fly down the mountain.

When he flew from a high place to a low place, there were no obstacles or obstructions. In just a few minutes, he reached a resting point on the mountain.

George saw the expedition members coming here at the foot of the mountain from a distance. He placed the unconscious climbers at the rest point and gave each of them a little healing potion.

Seeing these climbers and opening his eyes in a daze, George quietly left here.

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The last memory in Joey's mind was the whole white world pouring down, and the only thing flashing in his heart at that time was regretting this trip shouldn't have come.

Whether it's hosting a mountaineering team led by a woman, or discussing things about gods and men while down the mountain, these are taboos he has always deliberately avoided.

He was able to be a guide in Mount Gang Rinpoche for so long, not all because of good luck, but because he always understood that money is not life.

Unlike other guides, he was completely different from others. He didn't believe that mortals could climb Mount Kailash at the beginning. It was this belief that made him stand out from all the guides, survived and became the best. Good guide.

He never believes that anyone can climb Mount Kailash, unlike others, he has actually seen the sacred bird on the mountain.

Ten years ago, when he just started to work as a guide, he saw a bright red in the sky during his vigil at night. He began to think it was the sun, but he soon discovered that it was not the sun, but the sacred bird surrounded by flames.

On the next day, he told others about the scene, but no one believed him. He didn't argue, but remembered that scene forever.

From then on, Joey was different from all the guides. He knew that there were divine birds and even divine men on the top of the mountain.

He is definitely not like other guides, other climbers, to imagine that he can conquer the mountain and climb the mountain.

Regardless of those incredible climbers, those rich people, what kind of high rewards, how exciting preaching. Joey knew from his heart that no one can climb the mountain. It is this belief that makes him fundamentally different from other guides and climbers.

Joey deliberately avoided those expeditions who were crazy to conquer the mountain. When he was climbing, he always wanted to retreat. When approaching danger, he always tried to influence everyone and make everyone give up.

(To be continued.)