The first thing to do when going down the mountain.

Chen Yi rode Beihuang to the junction of good and evil, the mountain where Chan Hongyi was buried. Beihuang was crying in front of his monument, and Chen Yi couldn't bear to look at it.

Um…

Because he knew that the one buried underneath was just an empty shell.

Chan Hongyi's true spirit has been reincarnated a long time ago, and will soon awaken the memory of her past life. It is no different from living a second life against heaven, and there is nothing to be sad about.

It's night.

Probably tired from crying, Beihuang sniffed the tip of his nose, leaned on Chen Yi's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep: "Father, you are not allowed to leave Huang'er, and you are never allowed to..."

The next day.

One person and one demon continued to set off, and they happened to pass by the Baihuafang building. Chen Yi suddenly said: "Huang'er, I met an old friend. Let's go down and say hello."

"Okay, I'll take you down."

"Ahem... No need. She is afraid of strangers. I can just go by myself. Don't come with me."

Say it.

No matter what Beihuang thought, Chen Yi stood up with his sword and disappeared in a flash.

Beihuang's Liu Yemei frowned:

"When you meet an old friend, you meet an old friend, and I'm not allowed to follow you. Why should an old friend be kept so mysterious? I think he is a lover... No, I want to spoil your good deeds!"

She transformed into a human form, covered her face with gauze, blended in with the crowd, and forced her way onto the flower boat.

Then following the smell of old clothes, he tiptoed into a small courtyard with floating fragrance, grabbed the edge of the window, and gently poked open the window paper: in an instant, his pretty face was turned crimson.

"I heard that my father has a unique double cultivation method. It was thanks to it that the master was able to realize the Nascent Soul... This was the original intention of my father when he ordered me to hang my buttocks."

Half murmured.

Beihuang suddenly stamped his jade feet in annoyance: "Master, you mistaken me!"

If Chan Hongyi hadn't been instilling in her the idea of ​​Chen Yi being cold and not close to women all day long, why would she have been in Beishan and wanted to wear it for a hundred years?

Chen Yi looked confused: I swear, the cantilevered buttocks I mentioned are serious cantilevered buttocks. She has a twisted mind and has nothing to do with me!

…

From that day on, Beihuang kept scorning Chen Yi for a month. No matter how Chen Yi coaxed her, it was of no use. When Chen Yi stopped coaxing her, she would be fine on her own.

Haha.

You really can't get used to women. Look at how obedient Xiaochan is. She does whatever she is told.

fifth year.

A bloody light suddenly appeared in the southern demonic land. Chen Yi and Beihuang cast their eyes through the blood-filled place, only to see the sea of ​​blood boiling and demonic aura rising: "The blood demon is reborn?"

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, and he quickly rejected it: "No, the aura is not even as good as building a foundation. It's not like the rebirth of a blood demon, but more like some kind of... newborn spirit?"

Think about this.

He decided to go to the sea of ​​​​blood again to find out: "Beihuang, the boundless sea of ​​​​blood."

The black phoenix raised its head and roared, and its afterimage cut across the sky. Without a word, the two of them arrived above the sea of ​​blood: below, a young version of the blood demon was vomiting blood and practicing.

Chen Yi frowned: "The origin of the blood sea has obviously been refined by me. Now the boundless sea of ​​blood has aura but no aura. Why can it still give birth to new life?"

at this time.

The ignorant little blood demon also noticed the two uninvited guests. Out of instinctive reaction, he opened his mouth full of sharp fangs and roared into the clouds.

"This little thing still dares to yell at me?"

Chen Yi smiled, brewing sword energy on his fingertips, captured a piece of pure white cloud, and turned the white cloud into a sword: "That's it, no matter how you got here, just kill it with one sword."

"Father, wait a minute."

Seeing that the sword that could make the little blood demon's soul fly away was about to be cut down, Beihuang hurriedly spoke to dissuade him: "You can't kill this demon. There is a cause and effect between you and him."

Chen Yi was stunned, stopped and waited for Beihuang to explain.

Beihuang said: "As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to roost, and good ministers choose their masters to serve. We, the Huang clan, are good at observing Qi. With a pair of demon eyes, we can observe the trends of all the spiritual Qi in the world."

"Will my future energy be affected by him?"

"If you kill this demon, it will be detrimental to you and may even cause catastrophe. On the other hand, if you treat him kindly, you may be able to achieve great use in the future... Please think twice, father!"

Chen Yi didn't understand cause and effect, but he believed that Beihuang would not harm him.

Then the sword light dispersed.

Young Master and Huangniao stepped down to the lower realm and stopped in front of the Blood Demon. The former grabbed the Blood Demon by the neck, lifted it up, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you willing to come under my door?"

Feeling offended, the blood demon almost wanted to resist.

Beihuang feigned anger and yelled: "You evil beast, my father is the highest in the world. Taking you as a disciple is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes. Why don't you kowtow to thank me and pay homage to me!"

The demon lineage has a strict hierarchical system and is respected as the ancient innate. Beihuang's scolding fell like thunder in the ears of the acquired blood demon, telling him not to disobey:

"Disciple Wuya, pay homage to Master!"

In this way, Chen Yi had his first disciple.

…

The blood demon is extremely talented. In just a hundred years, he has entered the golden elixir stream, and Chen Yi discovered that as his strength increased, the aura of the blood sea was also restored little by little:

"The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. It seems that the sea of ​​blood hides a big secret."

Thinking room.

Night falls without warning: the moon tonight is actually a deep blue.

Before Chen Yi could react, time suddenly stopped passing, the void in all directions began to twist and deform, and the mountains and rivers gradually fragmented like mirrors.

Deeply sleepy.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, and then, his consciousness drifted to a place that he couldn't name: a bottomless ocean, with blue water surrounding him.

Although his body was being dragged down by some mysterious force.

But not only did he not have the slightest fear of suffocation, but his mood reached an unprecedented level of peace and tranquility, as if he was in the arms of a good wife and loving mother, without any worries about the world.

When I sink to a certain limit, an ethereal ancient melody sounds in my ears.

Sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, like whispering or singing something, Chen Yi concentrated his attention and listened carefully.

He understood, the voice was saying...

"My dear husband, do you miss your slave family?"

How bold!

Is this what you can call me, my little husband?

How dare you take up Bai Huer's face's exclusive nickname, just...wait a minute!

Chen Yi bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the pain was heartbreaking. He suddenly woke up: a jade hand was tightly strangling his neck, and the owner of the jade hand looked at him with a smile but not a smile.

Strength increases.

Probably to prove to him that everything in front of him is definitely not a dream...
Chapter completed!