Ming Fa Zhenjun personally cast the spell, and the lotus flower turned into Gu Chengtian's phantom, and the phantom paused for a moment, and then drilled into the center of Changxing's eyebrows.

The surrounding is a dim heaven and earth, chaotic, like a void, cold and unusual.

"Tick!" there was the sound of water dripping down.

When Changxing heard this voice, he felt very familiar, and unconsciously walked forward with the sound of water droplets.

With the droplets, a clear spring suddenly appeared in the chaos, and a purple mist was thick on the spring water, and the mist kept swallowing, condensing into a drop of water for a long time, and falling into the spring water below.

As soon as the water droplets enter the spring, the calm water surface will be boiling, and the water will tremble, gradually forming a trace of mist, rising upward, but in a moment, the mist will merge into the purple mist, which seems to be extremely comfortable, and cannot help but stretch out.

Changxing stood by the spring in a daze, for some reason, she felt that the scene in front of her was very familiar, as if she had experienced it herself, she felt empathy, and she was stunned, and slowly sat down with her knees hugged.

This sitting is tens of thousands of years in the past.

The purple mist above the spring is getting thicker and more solid, and similarly, the spring water below is becoming clearer and more indifferent.

Finally, one day, the sky was lightning and thunder, and several heavenly thunderbolts descended in unison, and the spring water suddenly surged and flooded, quickly condensing into a drop of water.

The drop of water turned into a young man in white, the young man had a handsome and clear face, and a noble and indifferent temperament.

Changxing looked at the familiar eyebrows, his dull eyes actually had a look, and he muttered, "Gu Chengtian." ”

As if he couldn't see the long star at all, the young man actually passed through her body, touched the purple mist with his hand, and showed a smile: "I have already transformed, when will you be able to transform?"

After finishing speaking, he avoided the purple mist again, led the rolling thunder, and ran into the distance.

Changxing was worried, but his body was frozen and he couldn't move.

After the thunderstorm, the young man, who was almost wiped out, staggered back to the same place.

The boy has been guarding the purple mist, spitting out water droplets every day to nourish the mist, talking to the purple mist, and caring for it as if it were a treasure......

In this way, hundreds of years have passed in a hurry.

The purple mist grew thicker and thicker, and the mist seemed to be overwhelmed and gradually fell to the ground......

The young man was very happy, but when he thought that he had almost fallen when he transformed, his happiness turned into worry: they are such innate spiritual creatures, heaven and earth are parents, and they are born extraordinary.

The young man finally made a decision, facing the purple mist, and said: "Your mind has been opened, and you are not far from transfiguration, recently there is a strange treasure on the shore of the sand sea, I will find it for you, and when you transfigurate and suffer a thunderstorm in the future, it will be ......easier for you."

When he finished speaking, he turned and left.

As soon as the young man left, there was no trace, Changxing was a little worried: timely treasures, there must be a lot of people fighting for them, he has not been transformed for a long time, and his cultivation is not high, so he is afraid that this will be more auspicious and less auspicious......

The purple mist has also touched the ground, the sky is already rolling clouds, the thunder is faint, the speed of the purple mist is getting faster and faster, like a heartbeat, Changxing's heart can't help but get nervous: this is about to transform, what about the young man? Why hasn't he come back?

The thunderstorm in the sky finally fell, and at the last moment, the scarred boy finally returned, and with a throw of his hand, he shone a light gauze-like thing on the purple mist, and he could no longer support it, and fell headlong

, turning into a pool of blue springs.

At the same time, the purple mist finally stopped rolling and exploded, turning into a young girl.

Changxing looked at the girl's face that was exactly the same as his own, and was extremely surprised in his heart.

The thunder rolled down, the girl fled into the distance, Changxing stood up, involuntarily raised his heels, Changxing was a little surprised, tens of thousands of years, she couldn't leave if she wanted to, I didn't expect that the girl moved, she could also move?

The thunder robbery fell one after another, even with that treasure, it was not easy for the girl to resist, Changxing's heart was tightly raised: "If there is no treasure, she will definitely not survive this thunder tribulation!"

The thunderbolts slashed down one after another, shaking the entire world as if they were about to collapse.

Finally, this powerful thunderstorm attracted another spectator.

The spectator had his back to Changxing, and Changxing could only see a figure dressed in purple with a golden-red sword behind his back.

This back is so familiar...... Is it Senior Brother Xiao? Changxing wanted to see the face of this back, but he wanted to move but couldn't move, so he had to stay where he was in place in discouragement, looking at the girl under the thunderstorm.

The girl's body is staggered, and the hard work is abnormal.

Changxing was anxious, but he couldn't help at all, and suddenly heard the spectator mutter: "Such a spiritual thing, if it is destroyed, it will be a pity......"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and shot out a divine light, helping the girl block a thunderstorm, and said: "I will help you block a thunderstorm, you are already going to be punished by heaven, and the rest depends on yourself, but you have coastal sand on your body, you should be able to save your life......"

After finishing speaking, he didn't shoot anymore, just quietly watched the field.

A few more thunderbolts fell, and the clouds finally dissipated, and the girl almost died, but she still held out to thank her: "Thank you for saving Gong En! ”

"I'm just passing by by accident, and you don't have to thank me. The spectator said, and drifted away.

The girl could no longer hold it back, and fell to the ground, and she tried to go back to the spring, but she could not move, but in a moment she fell asleep.

Changxing is anxious and abnormal, this girl has just suffered a thunderstorm, and she is the most weak, at this time, even a kitten can easily kill her!

It's a pity that the girl fainted, she seemed to faint, sleepy, but in a moment, she also fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Changxing was woken up by pain, but when he opened his eyes, he was a face with a black mist, although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, but Changxing felt that he was laughing, and at the same time, an extremely ugly voice came: "Hahaha, God really treats me well, with such a spiritual thing, my strength in the dark night will definitely increase......!"

Changxing was startled: Nightstyx? Could it be the Night Demon Lord?

The thought was just a flash, and the picture in front of Changxing's eyes changed again, she was actually in front of the battle between the two armies, with the demon army shrouded in black mist on one side and the divine army with purple qi on the other.

In the field are two figures, one purple and one black, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, the two are quickly entangled together, the golden-red sword qi is overwhelming, and the inky black magic cloud dyes the entire western sky with color......

The battle between gods and demons? The battle between gods and demons that Yinri Shenjun said? Changxing didn't have time to figure it out, but he suddenly felt a very familiar aura, it was that girl!

The girl's breath came from that big knife! She was actually sealed in that big knife!

The next moment, Changxing's thoughts merged with the girl's soul, and in a dark mist, Changxing saw the girl wrapped in the black mist, she was struggling unwillingly, but every time she struggled, the black gas around her became a little thicker, and the black gas was like sharp teeth, biting desperately

The girl, the girl was covered in blood, but she still stubbornly resisted.

Changxing couldn't help but reddened her eyes, she finally knew why this girl was struggling with all her might, and why at the critical juncture of the war between gods and demons, the Shura Great Sword suddenly shattered.

It turned out that it was the girl who sensed that the god monarch who fought with the Night Demon Lord was the passerby who blocked a heavenly thunder for herself, and she didn't want to hurt her benefactor, so she suffered the pain of forbidden and cut, and desperately devoured the demonic energy on the Shura knife.

The Shura Knife couldn't withstand this sudden backlash, coupled with the full strength of the Yinri Divine Monarch's sword, the two joined forces, and the Shura Sword would burst instantly!

The long star fell together with thousands of fragments, and the grief and unwillingness in my heart did not have time to disappear, and the door of memory quickly opened......

Absolute Spirit Valley, Zixia Gate, Taiqing Gate, East China Sea ...... Everything, those forgotten memories, piles and bustles......

Changxing couldn't hold back anymore and cried bitterly.

Xiao Yin, who was guarding in front of the couch, looked at Changxing nervously, her face was painful, her eyes were closed, but tears couldn't stop slipping from her eyes, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed: Changxing's spirit has returned!

hurriedly got up to call Jian Yang Zhenjun, but heard the person behind him muttering, "Gu Chengtian." ”

Xiao Yin's footsteps froze suddenly, he glanced back at Changxing, his eyes darkened, and he hurried out again.

After a while, Jian Yang Zhenjun and the others had already come to Changxing's bedside, their divine sense swept over Changxing, and a smile appeared on their faces, Changxing, finally back!

Half an hour later, Changxing finally opened his eyes, and thanked him for the life-saving grace of Linchuan Zhenjun and Mingfa Zhenjun.

The two Zhenjun asked about the situation in the ape world, and finally, Linchuan Zhenjun invited: "...... Since the true monarch has come to Zixiamen, why not open the altar and talk about it...... It is also the well-being of my Zixia Sect disciples......"

Jian Yang Zhenjun responded with a smile, and the two of them said goodbye and left.

Changxing had already knelt down in front of Jian Yang Zhenjun: "The apprentice is not filial, so that the master is worried!"

Jian Yang Zhenjun helped her up: "The road to cultivation is already full of dangers, as long as you come back safely!

Changxing saluted Xiao Yin again: "Thank you, senior brother!

Xiao Yin's eyes darkened, but he still smiled and said, "Senior sister is polite." ”

The three of them gossiped for a while, and Changxing dealt with it as before, and there was no abnormality at all.

But Jian Yang Zhenjun and Xiao Yin still sighed a little in their hearts: Changxing's eyes were pitch black, as deep as dark night, and there was no longer any starlight......

Taiqing Gate Jianyang Zhenjun came to visit with his disciples, and Zixia Gate welcomed him, and simply set up a pulpit on Zixia Peak to discuss the Tao, and the disciples of all peaks could go to listen to the Tao.

Early in the morning, Lu Che was a little restless, Changlei saw it in her eyes, but she felt a little sad in her heart, they have been married for so long, how can she not know Lu Che's strangeness?

While feeling sad in my heart, I couldn't help but be resentful, why did Meng Changxing come to Zixiamen? Is he here to show off to her?

"Changlei?" Lu Che saw that Changlei's face was not good, and he hurriedly said with concern: "What's wrong with you, but what's uncomfortable?"

As he spoke, he reached out to hold her hand, and then raised his hand to touch her forehead, and probed.

Meng Changlei showed a smile on her face and said, "Husband, I'm not uncomfortable, the festival will start soon, let's hurry over, right?"

As soon as he thought of the festival, Lu Che's heart fluctuated a little, his hand clenched unconsciously, and then let go again, holding Changlei's hand: "Okay, let's go over here!"

Now that he is a gentleman, he should not think about it anymore......