Yang Jian looked at the scene in front of him.
The sky fell, and the ground burned. Countless living beings disappeared in this disaster. Even the figures that could fly could not escape the mystical abilities that flew randomly.
A bell broke through the air from the falling 'land'. In an instant, countless large hands covered the bell, and countless figures appeared and chased after it crazily …
However, the bell that flew out on its own only let out a buzzing sound, and the whole world stopped for a moment. It was also at this moment that the bell tore open a crack on its own and entered it, disappearing without a trace.
The scene was locked on the bell.
The bell entered the Chaos Sea through the crack and floated in the Chaos, as if it was looking for something.
Until a huge hand appeared in front of the bell and picked it up. With a gentle shake, two figures landed in the palm of the huge hand.
It was a young man covered in blood. The young man knelt on the ground and hugged the extremely beautiful female corpse. He kept crying and complaining to the outside of the picture …
However, these were only images. He could not hear what the young man was shouting.
The result of crying and begging did not seem to be ideal. The young man's eyes were filled with despair and indignation. He placed the female corpse on the ground and began to kowtow to the "picture". Ten, a hundred, a thousand … He kept kowtowing.
Until a sigh entered the painting. The young man suddenly raised his head. Blood flowed from his broken forehead as he knelt and howled in pain.
At the top of the mountain, on the meditation cushion.
The young man waved his hand and the painting slowly dissipated.
Yang Jian sat there silently. He was still reminiscing the scene of the red-eyed figures chasing after the Chaos Bell when it flew out of the Ancient Demon Court that was about to fall.
"You are a filial son. You should resonate with this Little Golden Crow."
"However, if you want to use the life of others to prolong your mother's life for the sake of filial piety, such a person is too selfish."
"Which cultivator isn't selfish?"
The "young man", Daoist Heavenly Flame, and Yang Jian spoke one after another. They were naturally talking about using the lives of the two little phoenixes to exchange for Xihe's life.
The young man sighed and said, "A phoenix's nirvana is reborn from death. This is the only way to bring Xihe back to life. It's just that I don't know if the Xihe who comes back to life with this method is the Demon Empress from back then or a little Phoenix with a new shell. "
A gust of wind blew over the mountain. Yang Jian stared at the female corpse in the crystal coffin. He pondered for a while and made up his mind.
"Since Senior has already said that you will let me go, I should not have overestimated my own abilities and obstructed Senior's matters," Yang Jian said. "Can Senior explain clearly, how confident are you in using this method to save this Demon Empress?"
"Six or seven points." The young man shrugged. "That's all I'm capable of. It's not uncommon for people to come back from the dead, but before Xihe died, his heart died first. His soul was destroyed, and his true spirit dispersed. Now that we have the Phoenix's Nirvana divine ability, we still need to summon her true soul. This is the most difficult step. "
"Thank you for telling me about this, Senior."
Yang Jian cupped his hands. He could feel the young man's inexplicable affection for him, but he also knew that his life was actually in the hands of this young man.
Being in the Bell of Chaos, Yang Jian did not even have a chance to retaliate.
And this young man's' blabbermouth 'revealed a lot of things that Yang Jian did not dare to think too much about, lest it disturb his Dao heart and be of no benefit to his cultivation.
The young man asked again, "Which phoenix do you think is better to kill? I think it's better to kill the older one. "
"Senior!"
"Hmm?" The young man immediately smiled with a mischievous look in his eyes. He imitated Feng Wu's tone and said, "Immortal Lord, you can't bear to let her go?"
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Feng Wu has done me a favor, I can't bear to see her die. And Feng Wu values her little sister more than herself. If anything happens to her little sister, I'm afraid Feng Wu won't be able to live alone. "
"That's right, so just kill Feng Wu. Anyway, Feng Shan looks heartless. If she dies, she will forget about it in a few years."
The young man said it lightly, but Yang Jian could not refute. Little Phoenix's temperament was really like that.
"Senior, there are many experts in the Phoenix Clan …"
"Do you think they'll be able to find traces of this bell?"
Yang Jian did not know what to say.
The mighty figure holding the Bell of Chaos was already one of the top figures in the world. He was not inferior to a Saint.
What was even more terrifying was that the Bell of Chaos could travel through spacetime. If it wanted to hide, the Heavenly Dao would not be able to find any traces. Saints were still restricted by the Heavenly Dao. As for the Bell of Chaos, it vaguely had the intention of transcending the Heavenly Dao.
The most precious thing in the Primordial World was indeed these Connate Cardinal treasures.
With one, one could dominate the world.
Feng Wu, Feng Shan …
Yang Jian's hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, slowly clenched into fists before slowly relaxing. The young man in front of him was still looking at him with a smile. He had handed the choice of which phoenix to kill to Yang Jian.
"Senior, other than taking their lives, is there really no other way?"
Normally, the young man would suggest another idea and then use Yang Jian's friendship with Feng Wu to force Yang Jian to agree to a few conditions …
That was a very common trick.
However, the young man sitting in front of Yang Jian did not follow the routine at all. He revealed a rare serious expression and shook his head. "Do you think there are really so many ways to revive the dead in this world? Although the Phoenix and the Golden Crow are both Connate spirits, there are many similarities. Therefore, Xihe can also borrow the Phoenix Clan's Innate Nirvana mystical ability. "
"Is it worth it to exchange a living Phoenix for the Demon Empress who has long fallen?" Yang Jian's sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were a little dissatisfied.
"It's worth it," the young man replied calmly. "In the future, when the Heavenly Gods and Demons return and the cycle of life and death reverse, only Xihe can stabilize Di Jun and Tai Yi."
Yang Jian stood up abruptly and stared at the young man in front of him.
The young man smiled lightly, looking elegant and peaceful.
Settle? Return?
Was this peerless Almighty who still liked to pretend to be young at his age going to say something shocking today? He threw out one bomb after another, catching Yang Jian off guard. His mind was shaken.
Moreover, there was no need to explain what he said. There was a kind of Dao voice that made Yang Jian believe him subconsciously.
"As the saying goes, the law should not be spread to six ears." Yang Jian smiled bitterly. "Senior, you said that I'm incompetent, but at the same time, you told me all these things that I shouldn't know. Seriously …"
"Haha, you will know these things sooner or later. There's no harm in telling you. It won't interfere with anything." Daoist Heavenly Flame waved his hand. "Decide who lives and who dies early. I'll listen to you. Or, I'll send you out of the Dawnless Realm now. Don't ask about this. "
Yang Jian took out the three-pointed, double-edged spear and placed it across his knees.
"This spear is still warm."
"Then I'll kill Fengshan."
"If I kill Fengshan, Feng Wu might wish he was dead."
The young man was shocked. He looked at Yang Jian and snorted. "I promised someone else. Even if that person is just a dog in my eyes, I will do it for him."
Yang Jian frowned and said, "If that's the case …"
"Do you want to fight me?" The young man smiled faintly as if he was looking forward to it.
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. Fight the owner of the Chaos Bell in the Chaos Bell? Moreover, the owner of the Chaos Bell was definitely a mighty figure who was not weaker than Kong Xuan …
There was no need to be so complicated if he wanted to die. He could just find a piece of tofu to knock into.
"Senior, you must be joking. Isn't my life and death in your hands?" Yang Jian sighed and could only take a step back. "Senior, please tell me the method you used. Perhaps there will be a turn for the better."
The young man snorted. "What else can you change about the method I thought of?"
"I won't be at ease if I don't try."
Yang Jian stood up and bowed solemnly. The young man waved his hand and dodged to the side, not accepting his bow.
"Forget it. If you don't care, you're really not the Yang Jian I know!" The young man seemed to be in a good mood and teased Yang Jian a little. Yang Jian also ignored the young man's' crazy words' and pretended that he had never heard of these 'flattering' remarks.
Could it be that this young man came from the future? With the Chaos Bell, it was not impossible.
At that moment, the young man told Yang Jian about the idea of using the phoenix to borrow the life of Xi He. There were many "morals" that Yang Jian had never heard of before. He was very shocked, but after careful consideration, he found them surprisingly reasonable.
It was just that the young man kept on talking about this matter for four hours. It was really inexplicably complicated.
After the young man finished speaking, Yang Jian closed his eyes and pondered. He sat on the meditation cushion for half a day.
Half a day later, Yang Jian opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Kill the phoenix first and obtain its mystical abilities. Then, use another phoenix as a guide to make this phoenix undergo nirvana … How confident are you in doing this?"
The young man was stunned. He opened his mouth but did not know what to say.
After a while, the young man clapped his hands and laughed for the third time. He laughed until he leaned forward and backward.
"Alright! I'll do as you say! The phoenix race only needs the bloodline of these two phoenixes to pass on. I've indeed forgotten that if I take away the mystical abilities of the dead phoenix, as long as the phoenix blood is not cold, there will still be a chance for nirvana! Let's not talk about reviving Xi He. I'm 80% confident that I can keep the two phoenixes alive! "
Heavenly Flame Daoist clapped his hands and stood up, as if he was about to kill the bird. Yang Jian heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw that. He had finally helped Feng Wu survive a calamity and returned the favor of helping him forge his spear.
Just as he was about to raise his hand, he suddenly looked at him with a faint smile and asked, "Aren't you going to ask me for something?"
"Oh?" Yang Jian did not know how to respond. "What do I have to ask of you, Senior?"
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