Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Xi Heng spent a short time helping Chen Fenghuo complete the registration.

A new Imaginary Mirror has been attached to the back of the other person's hand, drawing fine lines.

Afterwards, he took the other party for a short stroll in the Imaginary Realm Plaza.

However, Chen Fenghuo was constantly worried about the scenes he had glimpsed in the past and couldn't relax.

After a leisurely stroll, having only introduced a few commonly used functions in the realm of imaginary numbers, I returned to my home.

As they walked across the spacious plaza in front of the Green Palace, Xi Heng briefly recounted:

"Since you have no interest in this today, I won't bother you any further. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to ask me."

"Okay..." Chen Fenghuo closed his eyes and exhaled, saying:

"Actually, the situation over there is not a life-or-death situation, and I have calmed down a bit."

"That's good. I'll try to find that world as soon as possible. Even if I can't help them save the world from the blood tide, I'll at least save Chen Fenghuo."

The blonde girl beside him felt a little strange when she heard the immortal say her name, but it didn't actually refer to her.

She gently shook her head, dispelling the strange feeling in her heart.

My mind returned to reality, and I could hear the sounds around me.

The distant waterfall cascaded down, its roar echoing softly, but because it was so far away, it wasn't noisy.

The surrounding lakes are often filled with the sounds of fish leaping, lotus flowers are just beginning to bloom, and dragonflies are skimming the water.

No matter how you look at it, this scene can be described as a wonderful secluded paradise.

Even just being there and observing the scenery can bring a sense of peace.

"Hmm..." Chen Fenghuo responded with a nasal tone.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a warm touch on her loosened left hand.

That evening, Immortal Master Heng naturally took her hand.

Five soft fingers intertwined between her fingers, gently holding her.

The blonde girl looked puzzled, but saw that the immortal was still moving and about to lead her to the main hall.

'Is holding hands like this a normal thing in the cultivation world?' she wondered.

As I felt the warm touch between my fingers, a warmth seemed to spread through my heart, calming my slightly melancholy mood.

Just looking at the immortal's radiant figure and face from the side made me feel at ease.

In her hazy state, she heard the immortal's words again:

"There is another relative of mine in the hall, named Yin Wanluan. She is from the Pure Fire Domain, which is closest to the Great Zhao Chonghai Domain. Her title is similar to yours, and she was once a saintess of the sect."

Chen Fenghuo took a moment to compose himself before replying, "Pure Fire Realm? Pure Fire Sect?"

She once founded the Pure Fire Sect in the Great Zhao, and later learned that this sect originated from another realm.

But I never expected that after accompanying the immortal on his journey, I would still be able to come into contact with people and things related to the Pure Fire Realm.

"At this time, there is no longer a cultivation world in the Pure Fire Realm, and the influence of sects should have weakened considerably... There's no need to worry too much about it." Xi Heng recalled his actions in the Pure Fire Realm back then, and slowly recounted his story.

As they spoke, the person holding her hand beside her nodded and responded from time to time.

He appeared to be listening attentively, but his gaze was fixed on her profile, completely captivated.

He let the words go in one ear and out the other, but the exquisitely beautiful image of the white-haired woman beside him remained etched in his mind, unforgettable.

A few minutes later, when the two arrived in front of the palace, Xi Heng finally stopped recounting the stories of the past.

A faint rustling sound, filled with spiritual light, emanated from the slightly ajar temple doors, where magic was still being performed.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the faint trembling of a bird flapping its wings.

Xi Heng has already briefly recounted his experiences in the Pure Fire Realm; let's return to the main topic:

"She should be right behind the door, and she should recognize you as someone else. Let's get to know each other again today."

As he spoke, he opened the unclosed palace door wider, allowing the interior of the palace to be seen.

A round, white bird carries colorful lines and drifts about, then hands the lines and tools to the ethereal light in the center of the hall.

Various patterns were drawn out of thin air with needle and thread.

Multiple processes are drawn simultaneously, and each time a drawing is completed, it automatically attaches itself to a red ribbon in the distance, weaving and blending with it.

Many colorful fabrics and lines floated in the air, intertwined and connected, decorating the space above the main hall like a spider's web.

On the surface, it appears somewhat chaotic, but in reality, the process is as well-planned and orderly as if it had been meticulously planned long ago.

After observing for a while, Xi Heng led Chen Fenghuo, who was also looking up and around, into the room.

Yin Wanluan was manipulating the flow of spiritual light at the table, her pupils flashing with a blue light.

However, as Xi Heng took a few steps in, the other party partially withdrew their consciousness and turned their eyes towards him.

At the same time, she naturally said, "If you're just observing, please sit aside and don't touch me—"

The voice paused, and then the gaze turned to Chen Fenghuo.

"Huh? Who did you bring here... Feng Huo? Long time no see." Her tone remained largely unchanged, only her bluish-green eyes were fixed on Chen Feng Huo.

Feng Huo felt a slight pressure for no apparent reason, but despite having held a high position for a long time, he quickly recovered and said seriously:

"Nice to meet you, senior."

"senior?"

The aerial movements continued, and Yin Wanluan only spared a fraction of her attention to scan them.

"You clearly addressed him as Your Highness before, but then said 'first time' again. Have you lost your memory?"

“Probably…” Chen Fenghuo pondered for a moment.

Xi Heng stepped forward and explained, "She is indeed Feng Huo, but she is not the one who lived with you and me in the Fire Hell before."

"A clone? It doesn't seem like it." Yin Wanluan offered a guess, then shook her head in denial: "Where did you find her from?"

"Outside of Time".

"Time..." Yin Wanluan also lowered his head and pondered silently.

When she learned that Xi Heng had mastered the power of time, she searched through many ancient books and documents about it and gained some understanding of it.

And now, it seems to fit a certain situation described in ancient books.

"Is she something you brought from the past or the future?" she asked.

"You understood it so quickly." Xi Heng was a little surprised.

However, whether those save files can be considered as representing the past or the future remains inconclusive.

"There are some storybooks in the Imaginary Realm that often describe such things as time and space. Because these things are difficult for cultivators to realize, people have many fantasies about them." Yin Wanluan chuckled and concluded, "I have only read a few of them."

Then, he waved to the woman at the entrance of the palace, who was both a stranger and a familiar face, as a greeting.

Chen Fenghuo raised his hand in response, but for some reason always seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Subconsciously, I still made this attitude.

He sighed softly to himself and said, "Please take care of me, senior."

"Of course I'll take good care of you." Yin Wanluan's attitude was quite cheerful. She raised her finger and sent another plump little bird to Chen Fenghuo, which fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder.

"There are many rooms inside the palace; you can choose whichever you like by following this bird."

After Feng Huo expressed her gratitude, she asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, since you were brought here from outside of time by Xi Heng, there should be another Chen Feng Huo in this world. Won't that cause some kind of reaction?" she wondered.

"Indeed, it is so. I am sometimes in sync with another version of myself, and we have a mutual feeling—if the two of us were to actually meet, we would probably become one."

"Huh?" Xi Heng blinked beside him: "There's such a saying?"

"He's clearly the one who controls time, yet he seems rather unreliable, Xi Heng," Yin Wanluan chuckled beside him.

"How could that be? It's very reliable." The white-haired girl patted her chest.

“It’s certainly reliable on important matters, but on some minor matters…” Just as Yin Wanluan was about to say something, Chen Fenghuo suddenly closed his eyes and bent over to rub his forehead.

His eyelashes and face trembled slightly, clearly indicating that something was wrong.

Xi Heng moved closer and put his arm around the other person's shoulder to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Yin Wanluan manipulated several small birds under his command to flap their wings and fly over.

"It must be that her mind has become connected with another Chen Fenghuo. I'll take her to the bedroom to lie down first." A spatial fluctuation appeared around Xi Heng and then disappeared.

"Hopefully there's nothing seriously wrong, but in the bedroom..." Before Yin Wanluan could finish speaking, the two people at the palace gate disappeared on the spot.

His gaze swept across the empty area, and he sighed softly.

"Fine, so be it if they see it." She regained her composure and continued with her work.

……

Far, far away, in the deep underground cave of the Xuanxiao Realm.

Disturbed, Chen Fenghuo suddenly knelt down, clutching his forehead.

The sounds of whispers and birdsong around her made her frown.

The silver-haired woman who was with her quickly came over, checked that there was no blood on the other person's body, and then helped the other person up.

"How was it? Did you hear the divine message left by the cultivators of the Crimson River Sect?" she asked.

"No...it's just a feeling that I've suddenly entered another world, with two people I know very well right in front of me," Chen Fenghuo said weakly.

"My consciousness seems to be wandering between two bodies, constantly shifting... Each shift brings a sense of detachment."

She asked, confused:

"I think I need to go over there."

"Don't close your eyes, it might be a new strange thing." Su Xuanhua, dressed in silver, took out a golden pill and handed it over.

Chen Fenghuo took the pill and swallowed it, but he was still uneasy.

However, his consciousness has improved slightly, and he is able to stand up.

"Don't drag me into this anymore, I'll just hold you back," Chen Fenghuo said seriously.

"There are only seven people left in the Celestial Temple. The others have too low resistance to the strange things. Only you and I can still cooperate to explore the mystery. Don't give up." Seeing that she was in a stable condition, Su Xuanhua let go of her hand and stepped forward.

After traveling for so long, when they reached the depths, the strange insects that ravaged the surrounding area were no longer rampant.

Only the underground river of blood at their feet continued to flow slowly.

Chen Fenghuo gave a wry smile: "Sigh, I never thought that in the end you and I would be the ones holding up the sky when it collapses."

"This is destiny; let us move forward."

"Can the destiny you always talk about help us find a way to save the world?"

"We'll find it eventually." The other person continued to move forward against the flow of blood around them.

The viscous blood continued to make a sizzling sound, which made Chen Fenghuo's already weakened mind even more chaotic.

At this moment, every step I take requires almost all my strength.

My head was throbbing with pain, and a hallucinatory voice kept floating in my ears—it was Xi Heng's voice, asking about my current condition.

Although Chen Fenghuo knew it was an illusion, he couldn't help but be drawn in for the first time, and his consciousness slowly drifted away.

Just as her mind was about to give out and she was about to drift away, the words of the person in front of her brought her back.

"arrive."

"Where to?" Chen Fenghuo looked up in a daze and saw an arched stone gate blocking his way.

A river of blood, the size of a small stream, flows outwards below it, never ceasing.

Su Xuanhua made several finger gestures, drawing twisted and strange spiritual talismans, and pasted them one by one into the groove of the stone door.

The stone gate trembled, and the talismans shook.

Once the eighth twisted rune connected all seven outer runes, the arched stone gate finally began to stretch upwards, opening the entrance.

With a buzzing sound, the blood river below flowed slightly faster and expanded in area.