What purpose do these three objects serve?
Xin Lin glanced at the Xuan Bird.
Rong Qiu chirped for a long time, still unable to express clearly.
The Xuan Bird lowered its head and used its golden beak to pick up Xin Lin.
Huh?
What is this?
Xin Lin was slightly startled.
The Xuan Bird gently placed Xin Lin on its back.
Then, it flapped its wings and rose steadily into the air.
The scenery of Qin Mountain quickly shrank, as the sound of the wind whooshed past Xin Lin's ears.
Behind her came the sound of birds chirping.
Within Qin Mountain, hundreds of birds soared into the sky, trailing behind the Xuan Bird.
They followed Xin Lin and the Xuan Bird, flying out of Qin Mountain.
Is this a grand send-off by the birds?
What a spectacle!
Xin Lin was dumbfounded.
She looked at the three Xuan Bird feathers in her hand.
"Three feathers can find you three times?"
The Xuan Bird flapped its wings, as if in response.
