"Is that the door to heaven?!"
"It's been so many years since no one dared to jump to the gate of heaven, how could it suddenly open, who is that above?"
"Yes... It's His Royal Highness Feng Er, it's Feng Qi!"
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On the front mountain square of Hongmeng Academy, all the disciples gathered together, their eyes fixed on the pillar of light.
Farther away, the market town at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain, the immortal houses of various families standing in the sea of clouds, and even the Lingyuan Sea thousands of miles away, everyone is watching the pillar of light.
The light reflected everyone's faces pale, and the thunder roared in the nine sky, deafening.
Feng Qi soared into the sky in the beam of light.
In the depths of the robbery cloud, there is a faint light of fire.
From the Immortal Realm to the Divine Realm, there are ninety-nine layers of heaven, and each layer of heaven is a test. Only by passing the test of the ninety-nine heavenly fires can one reach the realm of the gods and regain his status as a god.
There was a roaring sound in the robbery cloud, and the first skyfire finally descended.
The fire slashed down like lightning, and instantly devoured Feng Qi's figure!
The pain of the fire came from the limbs and bones, and the flesh was quickly burned by the fire, and every inch of the bones was screaming. Feng Qi's rising speed stopped, and under the severe pain, he couldn't even make a sound.
Before he could catch his breath, two skyfires immediately fell, completely engulfing Feng Qi in the flames.
The light of the fire gradually faded, and Feng Qi hovered in mid-air, and there was still some unextinguished flames on his body. His clothes and hair were burnt to the point where his exposed face and hands were deeply wounded. Before the blood could flow out, he was licked clean by the hot tongue.
His eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was calm and peaceful, as if he was asleep.
Then, his body fell on his back and began to fall rapidly!
In Hongmeng Academy, exclamations came one after another.
Once you enter the Heavenly Gate, there is no turning back. If you fail to ascend to the sky and fall down, you will only be smashed to pieces.
On the Jiutian Cliff, a deadly silence spread.
Tianshu Xianjun sighed softly, and was supported by Feng Ji to sit on the blue stone beside him, closed his eyes and shook his head, as if he couldn't bear to look anymore. But Ji Chaoyun's back was straight all the time, he fixedly stared at the embarrassed figure in the firelight, and never moved away from the beginning to the end.
you promised.
You want me to see you come back with my own eyes.
wake up!
The call in his ear made Feng Qi suddenly open his eyes, he sat up panting, but found himself in an unfamiliar place.
The white fog was blown away by the wind, revealing the pavilions and pavilions built above the clouds.
Feng Qi had never been so embarrassed in his life, the fiery scars covered his whole body, and the blood slid down the brow bone and dripped into the clouds.
"Phoenix, to this day, do you know what's wrong?"
The ethereal voice of the woman rang in his ears, and Feng Qi raised his head: "Who?"
His throat was also burnt out in the fire, and his voice was hoarse and dry, unrecognizable.
"The two realms of immortals and demons should have had this disaster, you should not interfere, and you should not go to the lower realm privately."
"Now all kinds of things are the punishments that the way of heaven descends on you."
"Punishment... So it is." Feng Qi stood up, walked forward slowly, and stepped on the clouds under his feet to make black bloodstains.
He suddenly laughed, the injury on his body quickly recovered, the rotten flesh fell off, and the new flesh and blood covered the bones. After the recovery, the texture is as smooth and clean as new, leaving only a sinuous bloodstain on the side face, which is shockingly beautiful on the pale face.
As he healed, more and more unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind.
The little phoenix born in Mount Sumeru, the ancestor of the phoenix who grew up in the immortal realm, the ancient god of war who ascended to the sky... All memories were spliced together at that moment, Feng Qi quietly stood on this cloud-covered high platform, embroidered with pale golden phoenix The patterned robes are rolled up in the clouds.
Even if you have prepared in advance, the memory of tens of thousands of years is still not so easy to digest. I don't know how long it took before Feng Qi slowly let out a sigh of relief.
His eyes looked around, and there were many vague silhouettes in the clouds.
Their demeanor may be disappointment, or pity, or indifference.
Feng Qi stared at the god that filled the sky, and after a long time, he said softly, "I never regret it."
This sentence seemed to be triggered by a switch, and Venerable Man Tian shook his head and sighed, and the figure slowly dissipated in the thick fog. In front of Feng Qi, there was only a tall and slender woman.
The woman's outline was also blurred, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time. She stared at Feng Qi with deep pity and sadness in her expression.
"Emperor's daughter Fengxi." Feng Qi walked up to the woman, showed off her robes, and fell on one knee to worship, "My... mother."
"Phoenix." Feng Xi's voice came from the clouds, neither hurried nor slow, distant and ethereal, "I gave you a divine bone to bring you back to the sky, but you didn't listen to my advice, and you took your own guard to the lower realm. This trip in the Immortal Realm is considered a punishment from Heaven, if you turn back now, I can unlock the seal in your body and let you return to the divine position."
Feng Qi sneered: "If I admit my mistake, can I still go back to the Immortal Realm?"
"My relatives, friends and clansmen are all in Xianyu, and the people I love are also there." Feng Qi raised his head, his eyes fixed on Feng Xi, "I promised him that I want to go back."
Feng Xi shook his head: "If you don't know how to repent, Heaven will not forgive you."
"Then don't forgive." Feng Qi stood up, turned and walked forward.
"Phoenix!"
"Don't be in a hurry, mother." Feng Qi waved his hand casually, and the high platform, clouds, and even the figure of the woman behind him began to slowly dissipate. He stared at the front, and a little fire was reflected in the depths of his pupils, "There are still 96 fires left. After I receive the punishment, I will come back and ask you to apologize."
Inside the beam of light, the rapidly falling body suddenly stopped.
Feng Qi opened his eyes from the beam of light.
The scorching heat and pain returned, he clicked his tongue, raised his hand and patted the fire on his body.
Above the distant sky, the roar of the roaring clouds was like an angry roar, and another skyfire was ready to go.
Feng Qi just glanced up at random, and suddenly turned around. His gaze passed through the rolling heat wave, through the beam of light at Ascension Gate, through the surging spiritual power swirl, and fell on Ji Chaoyun.
The young man's body became thinner and thinner in the strong wind, but he still stood up straight, his eyes facing Feng Qi from afar.
The corners of Feng Qi's lips twitched, and he made a mouth shape at him.
- Don't be afraid.
That handsome face is now full of burns, only those eyes are still bright and gentle.
Ji Chaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red.
Feng Qi's tattered robe fluttered in the air, and he looked up at the sky: "Come on!"
The color of red gold faded from his eyes, and a dazzling golden light appeared on his body. A phoenix cry pierced the sky, and in the light, the phoenix spread its wings and charged straight up to meet the raging fire!
One, two, three...
The phoenix was bathed in heavenly fire and swirled upward in the beam of light.
Its wings are broken again and again, and then quickly regenerate. The feathers all over his body were scorched black and fell off in the scorching fire of the sky, and new feathers were born.
Burned out of flesh and blood, reborn countless times from the ashes.
The figure of the phoenix gradually grew in the process, the broken wings became more powerful, and the tail feathers were slender and gorgeous. The color of the newly born feathers is no longer the faint golden color unique to the Phoenix Clan of the Immortal Realm, but red gold.
That is the appearance of the ancient gods, Feng Xiao, who is the ancestor of the phoenix.
Leaping to the Heavenly Gate requires the test of ninety-nine heavenly fires.
The beam of light shining through the sky lit up for three days and three nights, until later, the naked eye could no longer detect the figure of the phoenix, only the red-gold feathers burning with fire were constantly scattered from the sky.
It wasn't until the last fire from the sky fell that the robbery clouds on the horizon dissipated, and the daylight reappeared on Hongmeng Mountain.
At that moment, the bells rang in unison.
The sky is full of red clouds, thousands of birds fly, auspicious beasts emerge, and all beings bow their heads and bow down.
"He... he succeeded." Tianshu stood up with Feng Ji's support, his voice hoarse and trembling, "He's back!"
Feng Ji's eyes were red, and he could hardly suppress the stirring emotions in his heart: "Yes, he is back."
Everyone inside and outside Hongmeng Academy was cheering, but Ji Chaoyun stood quietly and looked up at the sky.
The beam of light that reached the sky has dissipated, and a dazzling golden light is cast from the clouds.
Ji Chaoyun saw that the man in the golden robe came slowly from the light. Those eyes stared at him from a distance, with a gentle smile in their eyes.
He suddenly remembered that 300 years ago, when the gate of God's Domain was opened, he ignored the obstacles and secretly hid in the clouds, and happened to see the ancient god descending from the sky.
Seemingly aware of his existence, Tianshen tilted his head slightly at the top of the cloud and smiled at him.
Since then, that smile has been engraved in his heart, and he will never let it go.
Feng Qi landed on Jiutian Cliff, Tian Shu and Feng Ji stepped forward and were about to bend over to salute, but were stopped by Feng Qi.
"Absolutely not." Feng Qi shook his head and laughed, "Isn't this uncle and brother breaking me?"
"Can… "
Tianshu was about to say something, but Feng Qi said, "The two of you have worked hard these past few days. Uncle's opening the Heavenly Gate will definitely be a huge loss. Let's go down and rest first. We'll talk about other things later."
Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the deep meaning of his words, nodded: "Okay."
He helped Tianshu, squeezed a magic formula and disappeared in place.
On Jiutian Cliff, only Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun were left.
Feng Qi walked to Ji Chaoyun's side, opened his arms, and smiled at him: "Xiaolong, I'm back."
"Feng..." Ji Chaoyun's throat was so dry that he could hardly make a sound, he staggered forward and immediately fell into a familiar embrace.
"Are you an idiot?" Feng Qi hugged his icy body tightly, distressed and helpless, "I asked you to watch here, but you stood here foolishly for three days and three nights, and didn't know how to take a break when you were tired? "
Ji Chaoyun stared at him blankly, without saying a word.
"Sure enough." Feng Qi sighed, bent down and hugged him.
His thoughts moved, and the next second, the two returned to Wen Qufeng's bedroom.
The two of them both fell on the soft bed, Feng Qi leaned over and pressed on, and kissed Ji Chaoyun's cold lips gently.
After a long and deep kiss, Feng Qi raised his head and asked with a smile, "How are you now, are you awake?"
Ji Chaoyun stared at him blankly, suddenly raised his hand, and gently stroked his face with his trembling fingertips.
There was not the slightest trace of the scorching fire on his face, and his eyebrows were almost overflowing with love, and he was still extremely beautiful.
"...Does it still hurt?" Ji Chaoyun asked in a trembling voice.
Feng Qi took his hand and kissed it lightly on his lips: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
He took his hand and slowly moved it down and put it in his heart: "I've been thinking about you here, thinking about the agreement with you, thinking about you still waiting for me. As long as I think of these, I'm not afraid of anything."
Feng Qi's eyes reflected his appearance, and said softly, "My little dragon has waited for three hundred years, and I can't let him wait any longer."
Ji Chaoyun raised his head and kissed his lips fiercely.
The kiss took almost all his strength, he held Feng Qi's shirt tightly, and tears rolled down his temples uncontrollably.
"I've been waiting for you."
Ji Chaoyun's voice was choked and hoarse: "I've been waiting."