After the dust settled, Chen Yi returned to reality and took a look.
Yan Chixia and others were on the eighth floor of the ruins: there was something wrong with the sword formation on this floor, and it would be impossible to pass it for a while. Chen Yi stopped paying attention and turned to eat and practice.
Three days.
After digesting all the memories of his first life, comprehending the way of swordsmanship, and breaking through to the early stage of the golden elixir, Chen Yi stretched out, dipped his pillow in his arms, and slept until dawn.
Return to a previous life.
…
Fairyland Beishan.
This is a mountain that has existed since a distant era, embodying the vastness of ancient times. It is said that its owner is a supreme immortal who once opened the gate of heaven three times without entering.
That day.
At the foot of Beishan, a white-clothed demon came. His demonic flames surged into the sky, and turned against Tiangang. He lifted up the entire Beishan with one hand, moved it to the demonic land of Beihai, and sealed himself in the world.
"Mountain of Agelessness, Fountain of Agelessness, white clothes guarding the years, trapped by love."
"Between the North Sea and the top of the North Mountain, a young man in red is left, painting the ground as a prison."
A ballad compiled by a meddler, passed down by both good and evil, and countless infatuated lovers: However, the fact is that Chen Yi just doesn't know where to go.
After natural death, this reincarnation ends, and there are still many years to go.
There is no progress in Taoism and cultivation, and fairies and witches have no interest. It is as if they have suddenly entered the sage mode. They can only pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely see Nanshan.
ten years.
In the endless North Sea, there are phoenixes and cranes chirping, rays of light, auspicious auspicious clouds, and a beautiful black phoenix soaring in the sky, directly approaching the top of Beishan.
"Please, Lord, grant me magical powers to help me transform."
The black phoenix uttered human words and looked deep into the Beishan Mountain: Chan Hongyi is its recognized master, the master's master. Because the black phoenix reaches the house, it is okay to call the master.
"Are you...the black phoenix next to Chan Hongyi?"
The mist gradually rose in the mountains, and a divine voice came from the mist: "The phoenix is an auspicious spirit. It is loved by heaven and earth. It is blessed by the fate of the world. Why can't it transform?"
"Karma."
Black Phoenix was dejected and said: "If I follow the steps, practice hard, and do good deeds, it will be easy for me to transform. But I have killed too many people in these years..."
As the demon lord's mount, no fewer monks have died at the hands of the Black Phoenix than Chan Hongyi: this is tantamount to deviance for an innate monster that was born and raised in the earth.
God does not allow it to change form as a punishment.
"well."
The man in the fog sighed and asked softly:
"Do you regret it?"
Black Phoenix shook his head vigorously: "I have no regrets."
"Why no regrets?"
"I am the last phoenix in the world."
The black phoenix curled its black wings, its demonic eyes were blurred, full of memories, and said softly:
"The righteous way wants to eat my flesh, and the evil way wants to drink my blood. Only the master treats me sincerely, so as to prevent me from being frightened, from suffering, from wandering around, from having no branches to rely on..."
As he was narrating, he was dressed in white clothes and walked leisurely in the courtyard, bearing the wonderful lotus and walking out of the thick fog.
Black Phoenix nodded.
The five fingers of Chen Yi spread out and covered the heavenly spirit. It was like an immortal caressing my head, tying my hair and receiving immortality: "Well, since she owes you, I will pay it back for her."
Suddenly.
On the top of the mountain, heavy snow was flying, sword light exploded, and the North Sea cut off the middle of the sea for six thousand miles. All the creatures in the surrounding area raised their heads, some kowtowed, and some quietly prostrated:
"If there is cause and effect in this moment in your life, it will all be added to me."
The strands of life essence were forcibly extracted by a majestic will, and merged into an invisible sword: the clouds of the nine days rolled down, and the entire northern mountain and sea were filled with purple energy.
He said loudly:
"I am Chen Changsheng, a thousand years ago. He has practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years. At that time, he was perfect. He sat in Beishan. Now he uses incense as a sword. In order to kill the demon, he will remove his karma and help him transform."
The sound of the sword in white is like a loud bell, resounding across the mountains and seas:
"fall!"
The bright sword light dazzles the eyes of the sky, and the world changes.
"Kacha!"
The sound of the shackles breaking was clearly audible, and countless starlights gathered together, shrouding the body of the black phoenix. She was immersed in it, washed by the essence of life, and moaned charmingly.
Seven days later.
The black phoenix took the form of a naked man, with red hair hanging down like waves to his plump buttocks. His face was beautiful and cool, showing all his elegance and splendor, but he did not shy away from it. He leaned over his clothes and said:
"Thanks to the grace of transformation, I would like to regard you as my father and ask my father to give me my name!"
"Um…"
Chen Yi carefully looked at the Phoenix girl with no trace of hair, protruding front and back, her eyes were clear and clear, and she thought without any distractions: "You were transformed by the Phoenix bird, and you gained enlightenment in Beishan..."
"In that case, just call Beihuang."
Beihuang.
He intended to be the emperor of Beishanhai. He wanted her to rule Beishanhai after he left.
