"Boom~~"

It was clear that the sky was clear, but the temperature dropped sharply.

In the place where the two dreams were connected, when Feng Jiu sat dejectedly under the tree, the sky above his head suddenly became densely covered with clouds, gathering a huge vortex sweeping over half of the sky.

The vortex starts from the outside to the inside, from gloomy to orange, and shows a golden luster at the center, like liquid gold dripping.

There was a thunderclap, exploding the world.

Feng Jiu was awakened and looked up in shock. He saw that at the center of the vortex, golden light flowed into a huge palm, and pressed down on the nine heavens.

The palms and fingers have clear contours and obvious patterns. Even the sleeve robe that wraps around most of the palms is revealed without any mistakes, as if there is a golden giant, the palm that breaks into the sky.

Feng Jiu was tortured by infinite pain, and his whole body seemed numb and dull. His reaction was much slower than usual. When he reacted, his golden palm had already fallen heavily.

During the whole process, the air seemed to transform into a thick layer of water, and the ripples and waves were rippling as the fingers passed, as if they were all broken by one finger.

In the heart of the finger pointing down, the lotus pond kept fluctuating violently, and countless lotus flowers broke and scattered in the pond.

The rockery next to the lotus pond was trembling, and strange rocks rolled down, as if they had encountered an earthquake and dared not bear it.

With such a mighty finger, he staggered Fengjiu's direction a little bit, rubbed the dead tree, and pointed to a certain place.

There, a dream butterfly flapped its wings and was about to fly.

Just as it flew away from the branch, the golden fingers pointed at it.

Pointing through the space, pointing through the sky, pointing through the lotus pond, almost pointing through the entire dream, one finger that fell on Mengdie was strangely gentle.

Mengdie's body, which was only the size of an ordinary person's knuckle, only sank slightly, and fell only one or two inches away in the air, and then flew up again in panic.

It was a hundred times faster than before. The golden big hand and fingers quickly retracted, and the whirlpool in the sky disappeared in an instant, the clouds cleared and the mist dissipated, and the whole world became sunny again, and cloudless, as if nothing had happened before.

"This...this...this..."

Feng Jiu's blood-colored lips were trembling, and her whole person was trembling. While trembling, it was endless happiness.

When did the golden big hand leave? What was the situation? He didn't pay any attention or care. His whole world seemed to be gone, and there was only the dream butterfly flying again in his eyes.

A strange creature that is not supposed to appear here!

How could Fengjiu not know that the beautiful dream butterfly, the short life, is just like the most gorgeous flower, blooming only on the Han River?

Fortunately, if it weren't for the golden big hand, his heart was as good as death, and he would have almost ignored the dream butterfly, which was a very obvious signal.

The beautiful dream butterfly was frightened, flapping its wings quickly and trying to fly. But no matter how hard it is, it can't fly, and it will never know when it will hold its palm under it.

Fengjiu's palm.

Looking at the panicked dream butterfly, Feng Jiu's eyes turned soft and said affectionately: "No matter what the situation is, I will not let you leave me again!"

Looking at the Mengdie in her palm, Feng Jiu felt enlightened when she thought of this place where they first met.

He put the Dream Butterfly on his shoulders, crouched down, and digged into the soil under the tree with his trembling hands, and dug it one by one.

At this time, Feng Jiu forgot his peak cultivation level of Yin Shen, forgot his identity as an immortal cultivator, and dug a deep pit under the tree with a pair of flesh palms.

Sudden!

Fengjiu suddenly stood up, and with a "bang", countless sounds of flapping their wings came from the deep pit, and gorgeous colors burst out, and countless dream butterflies flew out from it.

"Waola~~~Waola~~"

It was as if the wind passed by the bamboo forest, and it was like the willows dancing cutely with the sound of the branches. Countless dream butterflies flapping their wings gathered together and rose into the sky.

Countless dream butterflies, surrounded by endless nostalgia, condensed into a auspicious cloud above Fengjiu's head.

Fengjiu was intoxicated and gave up on the restrictions on the dream butterfly on her shoulders. It flew up and joined the dream butterfly group that formed auspicious clouds.

Beautiful gathering and dispersing, like colorful clouds changing countless shapes, below is the infatuated Fengjiu.

In a trance, in this gorgeous and beautiful scene like a dream, Feng Jiu vaguely saw such a scene...

...

Dream Butterfly swept the fallen flowers with tears in her face, and leaves falling on the ground, and tears were flowing while burying them.

What was still singing in her mouth, and the sound was sad and beautiful.

Her tears, her memories, and her deepest feelings were buried in the soil along with the actions of burying flowers, leaves, and butterflies, and finally fermenting a few little creatures as beautiful as her...

...

"Wow~~"

Dream butterflies scattered everywhere, each of these dream butterflies that contain the most beautiful memory sealed, flew to every corner, and even passed through the bubbles of the dream and flew into the other side.

In another adjacent dream, the dream butterfly stretched out her white and tender jade hand, and a beautiful butterfly that had traveled from her palm fell in her palm, and a beautiful memory fell in her even more.

She raised her head and saw the rain dissipating, and countless dreamy butterflies flew from the sky, flying happily, wrapping her in it, dancing gracefully.

This scene is so beautiful that it exists in the world as if it is not appropriate. The bubble-like dreams become hazy and unstable, as if they collapse and disappear at any time...

...

"I see."

Fengjiu murmured to himself, all numbness, all pain, all loss, all confusion dissipated from his eyebrows, replaced by incomparable firmness.

What did he understand?

Through the dream butterfly buried in this place where they have beautiful memories, and memory, Fengjiu understood what Yiren wanted to say to him and express his feelings.

"No one can stop us!"

"We will definitely be together and fly together!"

Fengjiu murmured to himself, but it was like a thunder thunder echoing, like a spring thunder containing endless vitality.

He opened his arms and faced the sky.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

With Fengjiu's place as the center and with his arms as the fulcrum, a huge phoenix stretched out its wings and soared into the sky with the sound of the phoenix crying.

The long phoenix tail swept across the world, the huge wings swept across the sky, and the flames of Nirvana burned out the universe...

Everything in the dream burns, annihilates, and gains rebirth in the flames of the phoenix's nirvana.

The phoenix spreading its wings and the endless Nirvana fire spread through dreams and dreams. The place where bubbles and bubbles connect, burned into the dreams belonging to the dream butterfly.

The next moment, the two dreams and connected bubbles all emitted a hot red light...

...

"It's done!"

Chu Liuxian withdrew his hand that had broken through the dream, smiled, and watched the scene in front of him with his hands behind his back.

In the palm of the golden Buddha, two dream bubbles merged into one, the sky is connected to the sky, and the earth is connected to the earth. The one that occupied 90% of the space was a phoenix and a dream butterfly. Flying together.

Soon, the flame of Nirvana gave all rebirth, including themselves.

In a flash, no one could tell which one was a phoenix or a dream butterfly. In a trance, there seemed to be two phoenixes reborn together in the flame of Nirvana. They flew freely together...

"This is the real Phoenix Yu Fei!"

Chu Liuxian closed his eyes and sighed with satisfaction.

As he finished speaking, the golden Buddha shattered into countless golden lights. It seemed like a golden rain of flowers falling from the sky, congratulating the beautiful scene that just happened.

Chu Liuxian turned around, with his hands behind his back, and walked step by step along the bluestone slabs of Hanjiang Town.

Behind him, outside Mengdie Manor, the villagers in the dream woke up. The monk was confused and didn't know what happened. Why did the smile or tears on his face come?

Where he passed by, a person woke up from his dream, seemed to have experienced a lot, and after a long time, it seemed to be just a process of closing his eyes and opening it.

Step by step, Chu Liuxian walked in Hanjiang Town, with a smile on his face and an unconcealable fatigue between his eyebrows.

No one knew that the thief in his body was empty and there was no spiritual power;

No one knew that the Great Sun Tathagata he had visualized collapsed and had no spare energy to condense;

No one knew that the evil Buddha boy in his body was sleeping in a weak and slumbering manner, and the Buddha power filled with it was not enough...

...

Hard, dangerous, lucky...

Chu Liuxian didn't think about this, he only knew that he had succeeded.

It took him a full cup of tea before he walked out of Hanjiang Town. When he looked up, the nine-fire ancient ship landed from the sky and hovered more than ten feet away in front of him.

The people on the Jiuyao Ancient Ship seemed to be able to guess Chu Liuxian's current state, and a light of inducement shot down from the ship and enveloped Chu Liuxian.

Without resisting, he flew onto the Jiuyao Ancient Ship as he took back his inspiration.

"Young Master!"

Shuang'er and Qin Bo rushed over, their faces full of ecstasy, and they were ecstatic about Chu Liuxian's safe return.

Since they learned that their young master was facing the existence of Fenghuang Yu Feifengjiu, their hearts were always in their throats, and now they can finally fall back into their stomachs.
To be continued...