Crossing Hanxu in the morning, blocking the path slightly.

The sword that was supposed to be filled with murderous intent lost most of its strength for no apparent reason the moment it approached her.

The moment their eyes met, Zhuchen saw that Feng Buye's eyes were sober, filled with panic, worry, sadness, and also unconcealable indignation. However, he was soon captured by Dragon Soul again.

Zhuchen pushed away the opponent's weapon, moved closer, and pressed it against Feng Buye's heart.

The dragon soul took possession of this body and had not yet learned to speak. When it came back to its senses, it was already in this situation. It immediately opened its mouth and let out a low roar, presumably to scold Feng Buye.

It curled its fingers into claws, trying to take the life of the person in front of it, but when it activated its magic power, it found that the power in its body was flowing away like water, and even its remaining soul that was about to take root was also attracted by an extremely strong attraction.

, is sending out waves of impact towards the spiritual consciousness.

Its violent expression began to change constantly. Sometimes it was sad, sometimes happy, interspersed with the real Feng Buye, snatching each other, as if it was no longer under control.

Zhuchen followed the source of the magic power of [Mu Shui] and finally found the free dragon soul in Feng Buye. He marked and locked it with spiritual power and tried to introduce it into his body.

The dragon soul sensed the danger and was completely furious. He raised his sword high and pointed it straight at the sky.

The dark clouds gathered quickly and formed a canopy in the sky. The flashing thunder fell like a heavy rain curtain, swallowing up the two figures directly and blocking the steps of Huai Xie and others who wanted to get closer.

Purple light illuminated the sky, and the heaven and earth seemed to overturn in just an instant.

This magnificent and terrifying scene caused Liang Hongluo to collapse instantly. He grabbed the demon's sleeves and begged, "What's going on? Go and save her, senior! You must have a way, right? You can calm down

This thunder light will make Feng Buye wake up. What kind of dragon soul is that? I will transform it for him. Please save my little sister!"

The demon shook his head helplessly: "I have never been able to do anything. The way of heaven is so treacherous and difficult to discern. I don't know what they can do."

"No, no!" Liang Hongluo shouted loudly, "Little sister! Zhuchen! You answer the call of big brother!"

Wei Xie and others felt sad, and in desperation threw their long swords towards the thunder formation. Before they could get close, they were repulsed by an inexplicable force.

When she was surrounded by lightning, she couldn't escape from morning to night. She almost thought that her body would be burned to ashes, and her ears were filled with all kinds of weird auditory hallucinations. There were the loud sounds of her books when she was young, and Liang Hongluo's

Whispering nursery rhymes, Feng Buye's earnest teachings, Huai Xie, Wei Xie and others' caring instructions, and Feng Changyin's noisy shouts.

A revolving door of scenes flashed before her eyes, and in the chaos, she could hear Dragon Soul's heartfelt voice.

It asked with great resentment: "Who will cross me——"

"Who else will cross me——!"

A few words brought Zhuchen's consciousness back. She took a deep breath and blinked hard, but found that she was no longer in the demon world fighting against the dragon soul.

Standing on a familiar yet unfamiliar mountain range, she lowered her head and could overlook the beautiful rivers and mountains in the world.

She saw the most magnificent dragon vein in the world, lying in the center of the Cultivation Continent. The booming business and rich spiritual energy finally gave birth to the last dragon soul.

Then the mountains and rivers were flattened by war, and the prosperity was burned to the ground. A group of powerful monks cut off the mountains, erected high boundary monuments, sealed the dragon soul, and made it guard between the two places.

Humanity's disputes are endless. Resentment and murderous aura are deposited under the boundary monument. From then on, the atmosphere is divided into clear and turbid yin and yang, blocked by the red boulder.

By the time everyone realized the changes in the world, it was already too late.

How is this unfairness of heaven? It is clear that brothers are killing each other and destroying themselves.

Zhuchen didn't have time to feel sad, so he turned around and saw another busy figure from his previous life.

The scene turned a bit fast. In the blurry water mirror, she saw that she had re-sealed the boundary monument, but failed to restore the decline. The boundary monument shattered again. In desperation, she left the last glimmer of life to Feng Buye. Unexpectedly, it happened.

He has been dealing with inner demons for a lifetime.

I was heartbroken to see him die with regret in the loneliness in the morning.

...So refining the dragon soul is not the right way to save the world. But what can she do?

"Master. Big brother!"

I walked aimlessly in the void every morning, hoping that someone could give me an answer.

As the light and shadow flowed, overlapping and vague images appeared in front of her eyes. The phantom of the phoenix flew over the mountains. Out of compassion, the young dragon took shape, leaving behind a remnant of its soul to keep it alive.

The remnant soul floated in the world, and finally reflected her appearance.

The sound of the bell echoed over and over again, and the old man's miserable voice could still be heard in his ears.

——"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening!"

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

I stopped in the morning and suddenly realized.

She originally chose this name to pay tribute to the sages and did not want to make it a motto.

What remains in her body is the power of Nirvana of the Phoenix, which is the glimmer of life left by the Phoenix for that dragon vein. Sealing or suppressing it is not the right way. Only by rebirthing the dragon soul and calming down its resentment can the two paths be separated.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy merge again.

Liang Hongluo knelt down weakly, put his head on the ground, and burst into tears.

The rumbling thunder suddenly stopped, the purple light dissipated, and the sky fell into infinite darkness.

Liang Hongluo took a breath and raised his head. A dazzling golden light appeared in his hazy vision, followed by a majestic dragon roar.

Unlike the previous roar that shook their souls and had an obvious meaning of attack, the dragon's roar this time seemed much calmer.

It passed through layers of dark clouds, swung its long tail, and dispersed the thick clouds, revealing its original appearance that was originally covered by demonic energy.

——The whole body is covered by lustrous golden scales. The scales are spotless and sparkle under the reflection of low light. The gray pupils are cold and distant, and a faint white mist is sprayed from the breath.

Its huge figure hovered in the air and watched everyone quietly, then swam again, plunged into the broken mountain range, and dropped a red light.

As it returned to its position, the continuous mountain ranges successively emitted brilliant rays of light. The barrier between the demonic and mortal realms finally disappeared, and the two originally incompatible forces began to merge.

The dissipated demonic energy faded away to black and turned into stars falling down. The originally depressed border seemed to be wandering in a vast galaxy.

Huai Xie wiped his face vigorously, stumbled forward, and asked with a murmur on his lips: "What is this?"

No one can answer it.

In the yellow dust illuminated by stars, Liang Hongluo caught a white figure and immediately rushed towards it like crazy.

"Little sister——!"

On the wasteland, Feng Buye carefully hugged a person. He lowered his head and pressed against the other person's face, but the person in his arms didn't seem to respond.

"No, no way -" Liang Hongluo knelt down beside the figure and grabbed her hanging hand. The coldness of the tentacles made him lose guard for a moment, and he could no longer suppress the tears welling up, as if they were broken.

The ground hit the back of her hand.

Feng Buye held her face, lowered his eyes, managed to squeeze out a smile, and said very softly: "Zhuchen, you said, Master no longer has to guard your soul, Master is tired. How can you quietly

Are you leaving?"

Huai Xie and others who followed closely did not dare to move forward, turned their backs and sobbed silently.

If there is support, if there is no support, the figure is shaking, and it is unbelievable: "Master Zhuchen..."

The boundary monument in Chaowen broke into pieces for no reason, and the people who were walking halfway stopped one after another, hesitated for a moment, and then turned back resolutely.

There was a dazzling light ahead, and the stars were thousands of feet below. Such a beautiful scenery made them unable to feel any joy. Every step they took was extremely heavy. Once they reached the mountain road, it would be difficult to move forward.

Everyone knelt down in silence, kowtowed in the direction of the mountain, and prayed devoutly.

Feng Buye froze on the spot in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, he felt a gentle breath spraying on his moist face. At first, he thought it was his own imagination. When he let go of his trembling hand, he realized that the person in his arms was

His chest was indeed rising and falling slightly.

Feng Buyi slowed down his breathing, and after several efforts, he put his hand to Zhuchen's pulse.

Slow, clear, beating from the heart.

Feng Buye choked up and hugged her into his arms.

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