Dongfang Ming wore a fluttering white robe, and there was a calmness like water in his eyes that were as bright as stars.
With every movement of his hands and feet, he can arouse the real fire of the void, and with a single step, the whole world immediately turns into an endless sea of flames for his use.
Shenyin has never seen such a dazzling man, he is like a king in the fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea, burning up everything, and no one can fight against him. The eight demon monks in the stage of transforming gods couldn't hold on for three breaths, and were directly burned to ashes by the endless Taixu real fire.
"Qing Huanzong has a grudge against you? He even dispatched half of his forces to kill you." Different from his look of looking down on all living beings, the man's voice was extraordinarily gentle.
"En." A blush appeared on Shenyin's face, but her bright eyes were staring straight at the man in front of her, not for anything else but because he was so good-looking.
"What a coincidence, my task is to destroy Qing Huanzong, let's kill them together?" Dongfang Ming laughed again.
"En!" Shenyin nodded vigorously.
This is the first time they meet and talk, simple and straightforward, but it connects their karma together.
Qing Huanzong.
Amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Tianlongnv confessed her love.
"Dongfang Ming, be my Taoist companion!"
"Why!?" Dongfang Ming was startled.
"Because you are handsome!"
Dongfang Ming: "..."
"Because... you saved me!"
Dongfang Ming shook his head: "I don't need other people's promises to save people. Taoist couples are a lifelong event, and it's not a trifling matter. If you don't get along for hundreds of years, you can't judge arbitrarily."
"Okay...then I'll accompany you for a hundred years first!"
Dongfang Ming: "..."
The singing voice began to become gentle and mellow, like the wind caressing the cheeks, or the soft chant of a lover.
Time goes by, and the sea is a stone.
In the sea of dandelions, Shenyin chased the fluttering dandelions, and An Lin and the others saw Dongfang Ming's gentle eyes.
On the beach at sunset, Shenyin strolled barefoot, her toes as white as silkworms sinking into the golden sand, humming softly. Dongfang Ming picked up a very beautiful shell, gave it to Shenyin, and took the opportunity to hold her hand. An Lin and the others felt the warmth in Dongfang Ming's hands, and saw the lingering love in Dongfang Ming's eyes.
"Xiao Ming, I plan to create a fairy weapon that contains the power of the real dragon, heaven and phoenix, and leave it for our children to use!"
"We're not Taoist couples yet... This makes us think of what weapons our children use?"
"Oh, sooner or later, half of the hundred-year agreement is now over..."
The two wandered through Kyushu, looking for refining materials.
In order to make this fairy weapon perfect, the two even sacrificed their own blood power into the weapon.
On the day when dragons and sparrows become swords, real dragons, heavens and phoenixes meet in the sky, and visions of heaven and earth suddenly arise.
"Xiao Ming, holding this sword is like holding our child. After all, there is the blood of the two of us here."
"Then do we still have children?"
"Ah! You villain finally admit that I am your Taoist partner?"
"..., idiot, if I don't treat you as a Taoist companion, idiots will waste eighty years of time with you."
Shenyin: "..."
"In another twenty years, I will go to Longting to marry you vigorously."
"Ok, I will wait for you!"
The singing voice suddenly changed, and a feeling of extreme fear began to appear in Shenyin's singing.
Scenes of scenes that I don't want to recall, the pictures hidden deep in my heart, began to appear.
The failure of the Way of the Purple Star Realm, the ghosts and gods of the six realms, rushed towards the East Sea Dragon Court with an army of one hundred thousand ghosts.
The army of ghosts raged, and the East China Sea turned into a sea of blood refining ghosts.
Shenyin watched this desperate scene, and Dongfang Ming stood in front of her again.
He was still so dazzling, his whole body was like a sun, completely illuminating Shenyin's world, just like when they first met.
But this time, it was different from when they first met.
Because this time is their day of farewell.
The strength of the ghosts and gods of the Six Paths is all-powerful, and Dongfang Ming exhausted all his strength in this battle to defeat the Ghosts and Gods of the Six Paths and completely defeat the army of ghosts.
Dongfang Ming lay in Shenyin's arms, his breath was like a candle in the wind, but the gentleness on his face remained unchanged.
"Shenyin, I have developed a technique of blood vessel transplantation, which can just transfer my power to you..."
"No... you live well! Have you forgotten our agreement? There are only two years, and there are only two years left..."
The girl cried out in grief, her voice hoarse.
Phoenix's blood was like a trickle, warming her bone-chilling body and mind.
"Sorry, I missed my appointment..."
There is endless sadness and reminiscence in the singing, which makes people cry.
When An Lin and the others saw Dongfang Ming's death, they burst into tears. It was a kind of sadness that really reached the heartbreak, as if their own lover had died. There was no way, the sense of substitution was too strong.
Xu Xiaolan covered her heart, tears rolled in her eyes: "Xiao Ming...why did you leave me?"
An Lin wiped his tears, his mind was full of Dongfang Ming's voice and smile.
His domineering, his gentleness, his constant protection, and the inadvertently revealed love, until the one he died, this kind of emotion broke out completely, making Anlin heartbroken.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
Only the clown stood there with a firm face, neither crying nor howling.
He kept reminding himself that interracial love never ends well. But what is this sea of sadness? Also, what fluid is coming out of the face
Shenyin's singing gradually changed, and a certain belief supported her along the way, and she embarked on the road of seeking Tao again.
The delicate body seems to have some kind of strength, overcoming thorns and thorns all the way, struggling to move forward.
She was several times harder and stronger than her previous self.
"Xiao Ming, I will make good use of the power you left in my body..."
In the Dragon Court, the Dragon King shouted angrily: "Shenyin, you are crazy! How can the way of the phoenix and the way of the real dragon be combined? These are originally two completely different ways. If you force them to merge together, you will dead!"
"There are thousands of ways, and there are no restrictions. Why can't I create a new way?" Shenyin smiled lightly, but her tone was very firm, "His power and mine will be fused together, and they will never be separated..."
On this day, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sea churned.
Above the East China Sea, there are thousands of thunders covering the entire sky and roaring endlessly, and there are flames spraying like a scorching sun, boiling the sea, as if it is about to evaporate the entire sea. However, all of this disappeared with the woman's muffled snort.
Shenyin failed to join the Dao on the East China Sea, and her delicate body fell from the sky, with a sad smile on her face.
It still failed, I really don’t know why I am so persistent, wouldn’t it be great if I condensed the True Dragon Way early...
Shenyin was a little self-deprecating, but for some reason, she didn't have a trace of remorse in her heart, only the regret that the co-dao was not successful. She used a secret method to solidify her soul, delaying the time for her body to disappear.
She came to the place where she first met Dongfang Ming, which was the plateau at the junction of Tianhe Prefecture and Shilong Prefecture.
"What's the name? I met you in winter, and the season you left me is also winter. How about calling it Winter Dragon Tomb..."
Shenyin built a cemetery for herself, sealed herself in the Holy Spirit Pillar, and waited for someone in the world who could inherit her power.
Sometimes, I have to say that fate is really amazing.
A beautiful woman came to this dragon tomb.
She has the blood of the real dragon and the divine phoenix, she has a blood connection with Shenyin, and she has been recognized by the Dragon Bird Sword...
Shenyin felt that if she and Dongfang Ming had children, they must be like Xu Xiaolan. Her thousands of years of waiting were not in vain after all, she had waited for a very unexpected and satisfying person.
The singing sound drifted away, and Shenyin's body began to fly towards the white beam of light.
There were two lines of clear tears on her face, her eyes pierced through time, and she seemed to see that dazzling figure like the sun again. The woman in the white skirt gradually became illusory, and her breath began to loosen.
The Palace of Heaven began to vibrate, and cracks began to appear on the wall.
The space in the secret realm of the Winter Dragon Tomb also began to vibrate, and cracks like spider webs appeared.
An Lin and the others came back to their senses from the singing, looked at the dissipated divine voice, and finally realized that they couldn't stay in this place.
"Sister Shenyin!" Xu Xiaolan shouted and ran towards Shenyin, but An Lin stopped her.
"Go! If you don't go, you will die!"
An Lin pulled Xu Xiaolan onto the black brick, followed Dabai and the clown towards the door.
Elder Ming of the Palace of Fate sighed slightly, and began to walk towards the space gate of the cemetery.
The light of the Palace of Heaven slowly dissipated, and at this moment, the eight thousand years of secret realm began to collapse, as if it wanted to completely bury all the past.
"How lucky to be able to spend ninety-eight years with you in this life..."
The voice of God is like the sound of heaven, but it is submerged in the turbulent flow of space in the secret realm, and everything returns to chaos.
(end of this chapter)