When the dust settled, Chen Yi took a look back at reality.

Yan Chixia and the others were on the eighth layer of the ruins: there was something in this sword formation, and they should not be able to pass it for a while, so Chen Yi stopped paying attention, turned his head to eat, and practiced.

Three days.

Digesting all the memories of the first life, the kendo perception was fully comprehended, and the realm broke through the early stage of Jindan, Chen Yi stretched his waist, dipped his pillow, and slept until dawn.

Return to a past life.

…

Fairy North Mountain.

This is a mountain that has existed since a distant era, precipitating the vastness of ancient times, and it is said that its owner is a supreme true immortal, who has opened the gate of heaven three times without entering.

That day.

At the foot of the North Mountain, there was a white-clothed demon, his demonic flames were monstrous, but he turned against Tiangang, held up the entire North Mountain with one hand, moved to the Demon Land Beihai, and sealed himself in the world.

"Ageless Mountain, Ageless Spring, white-clothed guarding the years, trapped by love."

"Between the North Sea, on the top of the North Mountain, the boy in red is left behind, and the ground is drawn as a prison."

A ballad made up by good deeds has been passed on by both good and evil, and countless infatuated lovers have passed it on orally: but the fact is that Chen Yi just doesn't know where to go.

Died of natural causes, the reincarnation of this life is over, and there are still many years to end.

There is no way to advance in Taoist cultivation, and the fairy witch has no interest, as if she suddenly stepped into the sage mode, she can only pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely.

Decade.

The endless North Sea, there are phoenixes and cranes, the glow of the sun, the auspicious clouds, a beautiful black phoenix soaring outside the clouds, straight to the top of the North Mountain.

"Pray that the Lord will give me supernatural powers to help me transform into a form."

The black phoenix spat out people's words, and looked at the depths of the North Mountain: Chan Hongyi is the master it identifies, the master of the master, because of the Wu and the house, it calls the lord, and it is not necessary.

"You're... The black phoenix next to Chan Hongyi? ”

The mist in the mountains gradually rose, and a divine voice came from the fog: "The phoenix is the spirit of auspiciousness, which is favored by heaven and earth, and is blessed by the luck of the world, why can't it be transformed?" ”

"Karma."

The black phoenix hung his head and said: "If I follow the steps, devote myself to penance, and do good deeds and accumulate virtues, it will be easy for me to transform into a form, but I have killed too much over the years..."

As the mount of the Demon Lord, the monk who died at the hands of the black phoenix was no less than Chan Hongyi: this is equivalent to a deviant for an innate monster that was born and raised.

Heaven does not allow it to be incarnated as a retribution.

"Ugh."

The man in the fog sighed and asked softly:

"Repentance?"

Black Phoenix shook his head vigorously: "There is no regret." ”

"Why no regrets?"

"I am the last phoenix in heaven and earth."

The black phoenix curled up with black wings, his eyes were confused, full of reminiscence, and said softly:

"The righteous way wants to eat my flesh, the devil wants to drink my blood, only the master treats me with sincerity, so as not to be shocked, not to suffer, not to be displaced, so that I have no branches to rely on..."

It was narrating, walking leisurely in white clothes, giving birth to Myohoren, and walking out of the thick fog.

Black phoenix jaw.

Chen Yi's five fingers were spread out, covering his heavenly spirit, like an immortal touching my top, knotting his hair and receiving immortality: "Well, since she owes you, this seat will pay it back for her." ”

Suddenly.

On the top of the mountain, the snow was flying, there was a sword light exploding, the North Sea was cut off for six thousand miles, and the creatures in Fang Yuan raised their heads one after another, some bowed, and some quietly prostrate:

"Wait for a moment in your life, if there is cause and effect, add to my body."

The wisps of life essence were forcibly drawn out by a great will, converging into an invisible sword: the clouds of the Nine Heavens were rolling and drooping, and the purple qi of the entire northern mountains and seas was mighty.

He said aloud:

"This seat is a thousand years ago Chen Changsheng, more than a thousand years of cultivation, the world is perfect, sitting in Beishan, now with incense as a sword, for this demon to cut off karma, help it transform."

The white-clothed sword repair sound is like a bell, resounding between the mountains and seas:

"Fall!"

The bright sword light captures the sky, and the world changes.

"Click!"

The sound of the shackles breaking was clearly audible, and countless starlights converged, enveloping the body of the black phoenix, and she was immersed in it, washed by the essence of life, and coquettish.

Seven days later.

The black phoenix turned into a shape, naked, red hair hung down like waves to the plump buttocks, the face was beautiful and cold, showing grace and luxury, but he did not shy away from it, leaning over the side of his clothes:

"The grace of the transformation, I am willing to serve the king as my father, and ask my father to give me a name!"

"Hmm..."

Chen Yi carefully looked at the phoenix girl who was not a wisp, convex and backward, her eyes were clear and clear, and she was not mixed with thoughts: "You were transformed by the phoenix bird, and you learned the Tao in Beishan..."

"In this case, let's call Beihuang."

North Phoenix.

Intended to be the emperor of the North Mountains and Seas, he wanted to rule the North Mountains and Seas by her after he left.