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 array 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, fully comprehending the way of swordsmanship, and reaching the early stage of Jindan, Chen Yi stretched out his body, dipped his pillow in his arms, and slept until dawn.

Return to the past 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 devil in white 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 mouth 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 there is no interest in fairies and witches. It is as if I have suddenly entered the sage mode. I 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, give me magical powers to help me transform."

The black phoenix spoke human words and looked deep into the Beishan Mountain: Chan Hongyi is its recognized master, the master's master. Because the black phoenix reached the house, it was okay for it 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 fog: "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, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, it will be easy for me to transform, but I have killed too much 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 raised by nature.

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 with sincerity, so as not to frighten me, stop me from suffering, stop me from wandering around, and stop me 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: "Forget it, since she owes you, I will pay it back for her."

Suddenly.

On the top of the mountain, heavy snow was flying, a sword light exploded, and the North Sea cut off the North 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 drawn out by a mighty 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. He was perfect in this world. He is sitting 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 grace and splendor, but he didn't shy away from it. He leaned over and laid out his clothes at his feet:

"Thanks to the grace of transformation, I would like to treat you as my father and ask for your name!"

"Um…"

Chen Yi carefully looked at the Phoenix girl with no strands, protruding front and back, her eyes were clear and clear, without any thoughts: "You were transformed by the Phoenix bird, and you gained enlightenment in Beishan..."

"In that case, just call Beihuang."

Beihuang.
Chapter completed!