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Yaozu Ice Cave.

The curling soothing incense was lightly burning.

A silver needle was pierced between Gu Mianliang's eyebrows, locking the vitality that was constantly draining from her body.

His pale complexion almost blended with his hair.

He has been in a coma for ten days and was transferred here from the Demon Palace.

Outside the cave, Fuzhi and the Yaohuang talked for a while, but in the end the Yaohuang seemed to give up and patted Fuzhi on the shoulder: "If you have made up your mind, go, and I will help you take care of the rest. of."

Fu Zhi saluted and thanked him, and after watching the Demon Emperor go away, he quickly stepped into the ice cave.

The cold air is lingering here, and it is very biting. It was originally a place used by the Yaozu to detain prisoners, but it was temporarily cleaned up as the best place to house Gu Mianliang.

The young man carefully sat on the edge of the cold bed, holding Gu Mianliang's cold hand.A mass of crimson spiritual power floated up in his palm, and it was gently transported into Gu Mianliang's body.

After a while, the cold palm of the hand warmed up.

The boy's eyes were very gentle, and he leaned gently on the man's body, listening to the faint heartbeat inside, again and again, for a long time, and gained some peace of mind from this sound.

He let out a breath of cold air, Chitiao likes warmth, this cave is extremely unsuitable for Chibane's clan chief to stay in, it will damage his cultivation after a long time.

Obviously Gu Mianliang has only been in a coma for ten days, but the boy's temperament has settled down a lot more than usual.

In the past 300 years, Gu Mianliang always said that he was stubborn, but he also followed him and protected him everywhere, pampering him into that proud appearance. This time, he was seriously injured, and Xiao Que'er had no one he could rely on wholeheartedly. was forced to grow up.

The young man raised his head slightly, looked at Gu Mianliang's quiet side face, and became absorbed.He remembered how Gu Mianliang stood in front of him the day he crossed the catastrophe

In fact, he was held in his arms, and he didn't see much.

But he could clearly hear Gu Mianliang's rapid heartbeat due to nervousness.

The young man's eyes were bent, his heart ached, but he couldn't help showing some joy, and whispered, "My adoptive father is so kind to me..."

He repeated this sentence over and over again, as if he couldn't say enough.

The young man quietly kissed Gu Mianliang's lips, only kissed once, and he left immediately, the tips of his ears turned red furtively, "Father, you are so kind."

"I won't let you down."

Gu Mianliang was injured by the blood thunder of Heavenly Dao, she was lucky to survive, but her cultivation base and life were on the verge of collapse at any time.In this case, the gods are hard to save.

But the Akabane family is a natural medical immortal, and the Akabane who broke through the Nascent Soul and attained the Dao is even more precious.

The medical officer of the Yaozu thought about it in every possible way, and gave two unorthodox methods.

The first one is to use the three tail feathers that have been disconnected together as a medicine guide, supplemented by elixir, and receive the comfort of Akabane's spiritual power every day to refine the feathers.

This method of slow recuperation will take hundreds of years to slowly heal, but it will not leave hidden dangers.

The second type is the racial talent of the Akabane clan, Nirvana.

The Akabane race is the race whose bloodline is closest to the ancient phoenix. The inherited racial talent is extremely domineering. It can burn cultivation base, longevity or soul, and draw the fire of nirvana in the bloodline.

The fire of Nirvana is equivalent to a life, and when used on others, it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

It's just that the risk of this method is too high. If you don't pay attention, not only will you not be able to save others, but you will also be involved in it.

Fuzhi really wanted to choose the first one.

The young man's idea is very simple, cutting off the feathers is tantamount to heartbreaking pain for the Bird Clan, but he doesn't care about it.

What he thought was that if he chose the first option, his adoptive father would be inseparable from the spiritual power of his Akabane clan for hundreds of years to come.

This is the biggest temptation for him from the first method.

He wants to be with Gu Mianliang forever.

But he couldn't bear his adoptive father to drink the bitter concoction for hundreds of years, and he couldn't bear his sick and weak appearance.

The young man sighed.

Thinking ecstatically, foster father actually likes his beautiful feathers, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a special look at them before he passed out.Then if he cut off his feathers, wouldn't it be a lot less fun for the two of them to be together in the future.

Duan Lingyu also hurts a lot. If his adoptive father likes him so much, he will definitely feel distressed.

The adoptive father felt distressed, wasn't he the one who felt uncomfortable?

So the first option is definitely not an option.

Thinking of this, the young man grinned behind his ears, looking really silly.

He smirked and leaned on Gu Mianliang's body, the fiery body temperature passed into the other's cold skin, leaving behind a soft temperature.

After a while, fine golden flames suddenly sprang up from the young man's body, gently licking the surrounding cold, the center of the flame was as red as blood, as if something was conceived.

His longevity is burning rapidly.

The fire of Nirvana consumes too much. If it is summoned by burning cultivation base, it will definitely fail. The only thing he can use is the long lifespan of the monster race.

1000 years, 2000 years, 3000 years...

Shouyuan turned into pure power, and slowly poured it into the golden flame, and the fiery red in the middle gradually formed the appearance of a small red bird, proudly stretching its wings.

The surroundings gradually became hot, and Fuzhi slowly felt the burning pain in his soul, which became more and more painful.

The young man couldn't help curling up. The moment the flames ignited on his fingertips and toes, it was as if someone had nailed steel nails into his nails with a hammer, and then hit the wall fiercely. The burning pain overwhelmed him. nerves.

"Well……"

His fingers were connected to his heart, and his face was pale from the pain. Beads of sweat rolled down, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably.

In a trance, he felt a little lucky, fortunately he didn't choose the first option, otherwise, he wasn't sure if he could really survive the pain of the broken feather.

The fire that emerged from his fingertips turned into sporadic fires and flew into the golden flames that ignited behind him

in.

4000 years, 5000 years, 500 years...

The little red bird conceived in the flame became more and more clear, and after an unknown amount of time, the shadow of the red bird finally made a clear cry, jumped out from the middle, and immediately devoured the golden flame.

The red bird's shadow slowly turned into a bright golden color, and Fuzhi's life essence was consumed at an unprecedented peak.

6000 years, 7000 years...

The young man was in a trance of pain, and he didn't notice that his smooth black hair had turned into snow-white inch by inch, but it turned black again in just an instant.

The bright golden red bird fluttered its wings, and under Fuzhi's control, it slowly sank into the center of Gu Mianliang's eyebrows, where the silver needles that were originally pricked were suddenly melted into air by the high temperature.

"..."

The boy was exhausted, and the moment Chitori left his body, he felt weak and cold like never before.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

The wet clothes were tightly attached to his body, and the young man shuddered, but the first thing he did was to check on Gu Mianliang's situation, he felt for Gu Mianliang's pulse.

The beating under the fingertips gradually became stronger and more powerful.

Fuzhi peeled off the clothes on Gu Mianliang's chest, and as expected, he saw a looming red bird's shadow on it.

Pale golden, the young man subconsciously thought of Gu Mianliang's golden eyes, and somehow felt that they matched well.As he thought about it, he smiled and placed a kiss on the shadow of the red bird.

Red Bird slowly disappeared.

The boy's eyes were bent, "Father, I will guard you from now on."

There are two kinds of red birds that can be summoned by the fire of Nirvana, one is red and the other is pure gold.The latter is summoned, and the cost is more expensive, but it can stay in the heart after the wound is healed, and block a fatal attack.

He wants to give all the best to the people he likes.

The boy leaned against the man's hand and fell into a deep sleep.

A few more days passed.

Gu Mianliang still hasn't woken up.

But Fuzhi had successfully crossed the catastrophe, according to the rules of the Akabane clan, the clan ceremony should not be delayed, so he was summoned by the Demon Emperor to the clan land of the Akabane clan.

This place was once bloodbathed, but now there are only broken walls and ruins, and the majestic palace has turned into silent ruins.Even after tidying up, there is still depression and cruelty that cannot be erased.

In the morning wind, there was still a long time lingering smell of blood.

The Yaohuang sighed: "Yunfu, logically speaking, if you successfully cross the tribulation, you must complete the clan ceremony under the leadership of the elders of the clan."

He turned around slowly, looked at the young man in red standing behind him, and a gentle look flashed in his majestic eyes, "But you are the only one left in the Akabane clan, and you have to lead the ceremony to complete it."

Fuzhi lowered his head, and responded softly: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor."

He couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart, after all, the adoptive father didn't wake up, and couldn't see him performing the clan salute.

The Demon Emperor nodded, and the scepter in his hand fell heavily, with a bang, and the next second, green vines entangled and covered the ruins in an instant, and the green and elegant vitality swayed.

Countless fiery red flowers are blooming on the vines, reflecting the cold morning wind, and the steps are weaved one after another, leading to the front of the main hall on the top of the mountain.

In an instant, countless flying birds appeared above the ruins, the blue bird family, the white crane family...

"Congratulations to Chi Jun for successfully crossing the catastrophe!"

"Congratulations to Chi Jun for successfully crossing the catastrophe!"

Thousands of bird races came to congratulate, dyeing the golden light of Chuyang with brilliant colors.

Fuzhi was stunned.

Not only that, soon, those lazy and out-of-shape friends he met in the ethnology also brought the elders of their own clans and walked here slowly.

He saw Feng Yang, he saw Liu An, he saw the wives who were so angry that he jumped, and the grandpa tree who became a spirit...

The demon emperor smiled, and with a wave of his hand, countless rattan chairs and rattan tables rose from the ground, and the green vines blossomed and bore fruit, and they randomly produced spiritual fruits on the tables.

The monster race advocates natural nature, except for the rules left by their ancestors, they don't have the cumbersome etiquette of the human race.

"Everyone, please feel free."

"Hahaha, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is very polite!"

The ruins of the Akabane clan suddenly became lively.

Feng Yang squeezed over, and together with Liu An smirked at him across the crowd.

Fuzhi couldn't help it, burst out laughing, smiled, his eyes blurred, he raised his hand and wiped it casually, his eye circles were slightly red, "What are you doing, it's really..."

The Demon Emperor patted his head and said with a smile: "You are the last Chiyu, and the three feathers are intact, so you are naturally qualified to be the Chijun of the Chiyu clan."

"Today is not only your clan ceremony, but also your enthronement ceremony, so it is natural not to be sloppy."

The Demon Emperor has gentle eyes, he truly loves his people.

"Yunfu, solitary hope, you can love what you love in the future, and realize all your thoughts, and you will never be bound, free in the world, and be the most carefree red bird."

He lightly tapped Akabane on Fuzhi's eyebrows with his fingertips, and said softly: "Go, go to the top."

The young man in red forced back the tears in his eyes, and nodded heavily.

He took a deep breath, turned around with pride and dignity, and slowly stepped up the first step.

The Demon Emperor looked at him with a smile, and with a wave of his scepter, the red petals in the sky curled up, and Fuzhi's clothes gradually changed.

Under the eyes of everyone, the boy walked up step by step.

The hem of the fiery red clothes was elongated, and the gorgeous golden thread was like floating light, entangled complicatedly, and finally formed a golden red bird, the dazzling feathers were lifelike.

The red clothes were blown by the wind, the light gauze raised was thin and clear, and the thousands of flowers falling together attracted many people's eyes.

The headband that tied his hair was undone suddenly, and the flying black hair flaunted the youth's wantonness and frivolity, and a braided golden wreath gently fell on his head, adding unparalleled dignity.

The red feather between the young man's eyebrows was as bright red as blood.

He is the last Chijun.

He is the loneliest emperor of the Akabane clan.

He climbed to the top facing the rising sun.

Manshan Congratulations are not of the same race, but they are of the same race.

He was surrounded by bustling noise, bustling ruins, and loneliness that could not be concealed.

The young man slowly stepped up the last step, closed his eyes, then raised his clothes and turned around slowly.

He condescendingly looked down at the Wan Clan who came to congratulate him, and suddenly, he seemed to see the prosperity of the Akabane Clan that he had never seen before.

The young man took a deep breath, "Congratulations, everyone, to participate in the royal family ceremony."

"Congratulations Chijun!"

The boy's gaze met the Demon Emperor's, who nodded slowly at him.

Fuzhi pursed her lips, turned around again, and knelt down facing the direction of the Chibane Clan Hall.

The Yaohuang's steady voice came, reciting the Chibane clan motto that had not been sung for hundreds of years.

"The red feather bears the phoenix, burnt by the fire, with sincerity, reveres the spirit of heaven, earth and nature, revives life, accumulates the merits of the world, and inherits them from ancient times..."

"The emperor lies down on the heaven and the earth, one knock"

The young man listened carefully word by word, and kowtowed slowly when he heard this.

"Two Knocks"

"Three Knocks"

The Demon Emperor's eyes were complicated, "Licheng, may Chi Jun abide by the family rules in the future, and the fire of Chi Yu will ward off all disasters."

Fuzhi stood up slowly, with serious and clear eyes, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I must abide by it."

The Demon Emperor dodged and appeared beside Fuzhi, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I already know the situation with Immortal Gu, the golden red feather, the fire of Nirvana, how much life energy do you have left?"

The boy's eyes flashed, "The lifespan of the monster clan is the least valuable, and it doesn't cost much..."

The Demon Emperor saw through him at a glance: "After Chiyu passed through the catastrophe, you have a full 8000 years of lifespan. The lifespan you have left now is probably less than a thousand years." He couldn't help sighing, "Less than a thousand years, you Can it last until the next breakthrough?"

The young man smiled and spread his hands, "I'm so talented, even if I'm only given three or four hundred years, I can break through. I still have people guarding me, and I won't let myself die."

Seeing that the Demon Emperor frowned again, the boy quickly interrupted, "Your Majesty, have you found the Fire Snake Demon Flower that I entrusted you to find?"

This is the medicinal herb that Gu Mianliang will use to recuperate his body in the later stage. After taking one flower, it will neutralize the fire of Nirvana, and he will be healed.

Demon Emperor: "Gu has dragged the wolf clan to look for it, and there should be news soon."

Fuzhi's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands: "Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Suddenly, his voice paused, as if sensing something, he quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the ice cave.

The Demon Emperor followed his line of sight and found nothing special: "What's wrong?"

The boy's eyes widened with joy, and he turned into a red bird and flew away, "Father is awake!"

A flaming stream of light fell from the entrance of the ice cave.

Fuzhi ran in excitedly.

The white-haired man on the cold bed was propping himself up and sitting up, pressing his slender fingers on his forehead, feeling a little headache.He heard movement at the entrance of the cave, so he looked over vigilantly

Familiar yet unfamiliar faces came into view, and the young man in red with a corolla became the only bright color in the cave.

The boy's brows were full of joy, and he called him: "Father!"

A look of confusion flashed across Gu Mianliang's eyes: "... foster father?"

Seeing his reaction, the young man's heart skipped a beat, and he ran over worriedly, stroking Gu Mianliang's frowning brows, "Father, I'm Yunfu, don't you remember me?"

The white-haired man covered his forehead, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "Yunfu... Fu... Ah Fu?"

Fragmentary fragments flooded into my mind, and finally turned into a blood-colored thunder, and deafening thunder, and the young man's chattering voice came into my ears

"...Father, in order to save me, you helped me block the remaining nine thunders. I was seriously injured and only woke up now."

Gu Mianliang suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was to protect the boy in front of him from lightning, so he couldn't remember the past clearly.

He looked at the boy with warm and calm black eyes, "Why did I protect you from lightning?"

The young man paused, with a hint of shame on his face, "Because you are my adoptive father...and because I like you."

After a long silence, the boy turned his face and dropped his hand. Gu Mianliang traced the red feather between his eyebrows, "I usually call you A Fu?"

Ah Fu?

The young man groped in his heart and found that such a nice name, so he coughed and said embarrassedly: "You can call your adoptive father whatever you want..."

Gu Mianliang's hand was still a little cold, Fuzhi worriedly spread out his spiritual power to warm him, but was hugged instead.

The boy froze.

The aura in his hand dissipated instantly.

He stammered, "Father?"

Gu Mianliang rested her chin on his shoulder, sniffed the scent of the Akabane tribe on the tip of her nose, and said in a low voice, "Then I probably like you too."

"Afu."

The boy blinked, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

But the two of them are hugging each other now, and he can clearly feel Gu Mianliang's strong heartbeat slowly accelerating in his right chest.

... because of him.

The adoptive father said to him: I probably also like you.

The boy thought about this sentence many times in his heart before finally realizing it.

Being imprisoned for 60 years, I have lived through the grievances of the estrus period, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the panic of my loved one's dying, and the loneliness of thousands of people coming to congratulate one person on reaching the top, at this moment, it seems like a flood that is pouring down. All the pretending to be strong is gone.

The young man's eyes were frighteningly red, and he was stunned for a long time before hugging Gu Mianliang backhanded.

He hugged her very tightly, as if hugging the warmth that had been obtained through untold hardships.

His only.

is his.

The boy's throat was tight, and he gritted his teeth, trying not to let himself cry, but squeezed out a choked sob from his sore and swollen chest: "Yeah."

Hot tears rolled down and hit the cold bed, and soon lost the temperature.

It doesn't matter if there is no clan.

He thought, as long as his adoptive father likes him too.

very nice.