Chen Zimeng's heart was silent, and he only felt that he was slowly falling, as if there was a bottomless abyss under him, and he was like the falling leaves floating above the abyss.

"Chen Zimeng!

One call after another came from the void, Chen Zimeng tried his best to open his eyes, but his eyes were as heavy as lead, pressed by death, and he couldn't open them!

I lost consciousness all over my body, and my mind was in chaos!

Reaching out and touching around, nothing touched.

Chen Zimeng's lips moved slightly, wanting to make a sound, but he couldn't make a sound, as if he was tightly bound by something in his throat, and he didn't let out the slightest sound.

"Hey, Chen Zimeng!"

The call came again, and Chen Zimeng's consciousness slowly condensed, recalling one after another.

He remembered walking alone on the lantern festival, but suddenly, a little girl in red took his hand and shook it slightly.

He remembered that at a lantern fair, a girl was in front of him, her small body trembling slightly, but she still pretended to be calm and said goodbye to him!

As soon as the picture turned, he saw himself walking alone on a road, carrying a heavy burden, walking towards Tang Guo'an! Later, a green dress came into his eyes, and a young girl stood on the side of the road and looked at him.

The picture turned again, Chen Zimeng came to a small attic, sat next to a table, a pot of tea was boiling on the table, and a quiet young man sat on the side, talking to him with a serious face, but Chen Zimeng couldn't hear what the young man was saying He leaned towards the young man, but he still couldn't hear clearly!

His eyes were misty, and he reached out and touched the boy, but before he could touch it, the boy disappeared.

They came to a round platform again, and several people rushed around, but their bodies froze in the air.

A girl in a green skirt was at the front of the crowd, holding up a long sword in front of her, and was about to fly upward!

Chen Zimeng raised his eyes, and suddenly his pupils dilated, and a gray flying sword stabbed straight over, slashing through his heart, and a stream of blood spurted out, and he used his last strength to call the flying sword to return to the dantian sword platform!

But before he could react, a golden light emitted from his body, and for a while, there was only a golden light in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so Chen Zimeng closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes for a long time.

"Chen Zimeng, Chen Zimeng, Lao Jiu! You can't die! Wake up quickly!"

Hearing the call again, this time with a hint of impatience, Chen Zimeng listened attentively, but there was nothing everywhere, and there was nothing in front of him!

Reach out and touch it, and it's empty!

Call~

Chen Zimeng took a deep breath, his eyes opened in an instant, and he looked around, his eyes were full of golden flowers.

"Hey, wake up!

A voice came from behind him, Chen Zimeng turned around, and then opened his mouth wide!

A large bird covered in golden feathers, fluttering its wings, swam in the void.

"Phoenix ......"

Chen Zimeng muttered, his voice full of surprise!

"That's right, ah, Lao Jiu, you are still a little knowledgeable, but you are not like the eight senior brothers in front of you, that is really, one is more earthy than the other, and you can't recognize my identity!"

The phoenix flew low in the void, its huge wings brought a whirlwind whirl, and then slowly landed on the ground in front of Chen Zimeng, for a while, countless golden flowers appeared all over the ground, and the closer to the phoenix, the more brilliant and dazzling the flowers became.

"Slow, where is this?" Chen Zimeng looked at the phoenix in front of him sluggishly, and suddenly remembered that he should be on the martial arts platform where he was fighting with Zhang Qiancheng.

In the end, Zhang Qiancheng's two flying swords fused and turned into a gray sword that pierced his heart, but he didn't block it.

Could it be that he is already dead?

Raising his head, he looked around, and everywhere he looked, there was a void, but it was extremely bright, full of golden light, and the void was full of golden stars, and one after another starlight shone below.

And under his feet, Chen Zimeng looked down at it, it was a substance like water, like the surface of a lake, very bright, and he could even see his face clearly, and he moved his feet slightly, and suddenly a ripple spread from his feet to all around.

Except for his feet, not far away, the water surface is full of golden flowers, dense and dense at a glance.

For a time, it was beautiful!

"This is your soul space!" the phoenix bird's beak lifted lightly!

"Soul Space ?......" Chen Zimeng's words were full of doubts, he looked around, and finally put the solid line back on the phoenix in front of him!

"Yes, the soul space, can also be referred to as the soul space, here, it is equivalent to your soul illusion, rest assured, you are not dead, this phoenix personally helped you solve the crisis, you are very safe at present!"

"The ...... the outside world"

"Don't worry about the outside world, what about the soul space, there is no time flow, that is to say, no matter how long you and I stay here, the outside world is still the same as when you came in, there is no change!"

"So now, can you tell me what's going on? Also, what's your situation?" Chen Zimeng relaxed slightly, and then looked up at the huge phoenix in front of him, golden and a little dazzling!

"Oh oh, oops, I forgot to say it, this, it's very complicated to explain, let me tell you this!" the phoenix blinked, then stretched out its two wings and fanned it, and then took another step forward, its head slightly raised, and opened its beak, just about to speak!

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand, swung it twice in the air, and said hurriedly: "That, phoenix, right? Can you have other forms! Or can you make it a little smaller? I'm a little hard to talk to you!"

The phoenix was a little sluggish, his eyes flashed a few times, and then he chirped twice, emitting an extremely strong golden light all over his body, and Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand to block his eyes to prevent stabbing.

"Hee-hee, I'm sorry! This gang Nirvana forgot that he could transform into a human form!"

A burst of laughter like a silver bell came, Chen Zimeng put down his hand, and in front of him, a tall woman in a golden feather shirt was full of smiles.

The shirt is very finely crafted, with a pale gold color as the main tone, and the edges are inlaid with thin purple threads for mounting.

A phoenix pattern flies from the bottom to the top along the feather shirt, the embroidery is fine, but it is more like a phoenix naturally attached, which looks lifelike rather than a pattern!

On the woman's head, a golden feather is used as a headdress, and her hair is gently pulled up, completely dressed as a girl.

Chen Zimeng was slightly stunned, and then asked tentatively, "I don't know what to call it?"

"Uh, my name is Feng Ling!"

"Okay!Feng Ling, that, what kind of senior brother do you say I'm talking about?"

Grinning, Feng Ling waved her hand gently, and a cluster of flowers grew rapidly, and soon, Chen Zimeng's feet were full of flowers, and behind the phoenix, there were flowers around, forming a very small but beautiful chair.

Feng Ling sat down straight, then looked at Chen Zimeng, revealing an inquiring look, "Aren't you sitting?"

Chen Zimeng turned his head, and it turned out that a chair formed with golden flowers had also formed behind him.

After a moment of silence, Chen Zimeng sat down and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Well, the reason for the incident has to start from 10,000 years ago, which is also the origin of the Curse Sect, and how did you meet me here. ”

"I am the Phoenix Clan, at present, it may be the only Phoenix left in this world, the reason why I only came out to see you now is that the Phoenix Clan has needed to go through nine Nirvana Tribulations since I was born, and I just happened to be reborn from the Eighth Nirvana Tribulation!"

"There are nine paths of Nirvana Tribulation, and each of them is extremely terrifying, and there is no solution, only to cross the Tribulation. ”

"In ancient times, there was a saying, where the phoenix falls, flowers are everywhere! This is the best description of the auspicious scenery brought by the phoenix. But when I was just born and was an egg, my race was wiped out, and your master tried his best to let me be born smoothly, and in the end, relying on the nine generations of disciples of your spell sect, relying on your senior brother, I passed the first tribulation, and when I came to you, it was the ninth tribulation!"

"Slow, my master?" Stretching out his hand to stop Feng Ling's words, Chen Zimeng was full of doubts, and even he didn't know what the Curse Sect was?

Nodding, Feng Ling continued, "Your master!"

Chen Zimeng lowered his hands and frowned slightly!

Feng Ling in front of him kept talking, and he listened quietly, after a long time, Chen Zimeng figured out the reason for the experience!

10,000 years ago, a great terror swept through the Xiuzhen realm, the invasion of other worlds, a large number of alien races entered this world, and wars broke out for a while.

In this battle between worlds, life is nothing short of a mustard.

The demon clan that swept across the world was even more extinct for a while.

Among them, the strongest Phoenix clan could not escape the doom, the clan was completely wiped out, and it was still a friendly Terran monk who desperately fought to protect the only remaining egg!

Not only that, but the entire human race cultivation realm was even more dead and wounded, countless sect inheritances were cut off, and people died batch after batch, but there was still no end.

Later, a mysterious great monk of the human race went deep into the depths of the Tianhe Sea, faced the alien race alone, fought hard, and finally sealed the entire alien race in the void with his own strength.

The whole world was able to breathe, and at this time, the great monk who had sealed the entire alien race knew that his fate was exhausted, so he founded the Curse Sect.

The disciples of the Curse Sect take the maintenance of the world as their own responsibility, the purpose is to protect the alien race that is sealed in the void, the great monk knows that the seal is not strong, and one day, the alien race will come to this world again, and at that time, it will be the disaster of the world!

Therefore, every disciple of the Mantra Sect must take on the responsibility of protecting this world.

In this way, a total of eight disciples of the Mantra Sect were born one after another, and when it came to Chen Zimeng, it was the ninth.

Chen Zimeng was silent for a long time, and then asked hoarsely: "So, what you are talking about is my master who founded the Spell Sect ten thousand years ago?"

Nodding, Feng Ling said with certainty: "Yes!"

"However, how did I become a disciple of the Spell Sect?" Chen Zimeng only felt inexplicable, he stayed in this Baiye Sect by himself, and he didn't seem to have come into contact with any mysterious things!

"Of course, it's because of me! After my clan was wiped out, because of the invasion of the alien race, I still encountered a crisis in the egg, an extremely evil force invaded my body, in order to make me born smoothly, which great monk tied my life wheel and the disciples of the Curse Sect together, forming a contract, which directly triggered the first Nirvana of Phoenix Nirvana, and I was born successfully, but I have also been tied to your Curse Sect since then. ”

"And where did you come from?"

"Do you remember the Yuan Dan you got at the top of the Seven Horn Mountain? That was the one I transformed when I attained Nirvana for some reason, and for some reason, I was put in that storage bag by chance, and you finally picked it up!"

Chen Zimeng's eyes widened, "That's you?"

"That's right! Originally, you wouldn't have been a disciple of the Spell Sect, but you ate me, so I naturally signed a contract with you, so you became the ninth disciple of the Curse Sect!"

Feng Ling glanced at Chen Zimeng very strangely, the eight people before Chen Zimeng were all consuming time to slowly conclude a contract with it and eventually become disciples of the Spell Sect, how could they be like Chen Zimeng!