Chapter 109: Wiping Snow's Obsession

Cheng Huang was so moved that he cried out, "Colonel Shen! Bonus points! Cheng Huang will give you crazy bonus points!"

Shang Youqing: “…”

Chen Jichuan looked at Shang Youqing's face, which turned away silently because he seemed to be embarrassed, and smiled slightly, "Alright, let's go."

Guixu does not have a specific entrance. It floats and hides in various places in the Three Realms all year round, and few people know its true appearance.

That is to say, Shang Youqing, as the phoenix, the chief of the gods, can obtain the approximate location of the most recent refresh of Guixu through the perception of all living things.

And, fortunately, they had Chen Jichuan accompanying them this time. When they approached the range of Guixu, because the distance was close enough, the spiritual weapon in his hand was able to guide them to find the specific location of Guixu as quickly as possible.

In a bottomless giant trench tens of thousands of miles away from the Bohai Sea, the Cloud Waterfall is hidden above the misty trench.

Shang Youqing was also able to glimpse the entrance to Guixu, where the stars and the moon shone together, behind the cloud waterfall by opening his sea of consciousness.

When getting off the yellow horse, Shang Youqing pondered deeply, turned around, and tried to persuade Shen Jichuan again, "Colonel Shen, seriously——"

Shen Jichuan had a blank expression on his face: “Refuse the nice guy card.”

Shang Youqing: "...then what do you think..."

Chen Jichuan straightened the hood of her coat, which had been blown askew on the way, and continued, "First of all, you should change your address. According to human terms, we are childhood sweethearts who have been through nine heavens and nine seas of fire together. Even if you are embarrassed to call me brother now that you have grown up, calling me by my full name is better than calling me the cold Colonel Shen. What do you think, Qingqing?"

“…Okay, Shen Jichuan.”

Shen Jichuan was satisfied, "That's right."

Cheng Huang, who had transformed back into a young man, quietly squeezed in between the two of them at this time, holding his Phoenix's hand like a protective cub, "Colonel Shen, you are not allowed to tease our Phoenix!"

Without waiting for Chen Jichuan to reply, he pulled Shang Youqing and took the lead to enter Guixu, and Chen Jichuan followed closely behind.

However, as soon as he passed through the gilded light curtain entrance, Shang Youqing almost stopped immediately.

Cheng Huang immediately noticed Shang Youqing's fingers trembling slightly and curled up. He raised his head nervously and asked, "What's wrong, Phoenix?"

Shang Youqing stared at the dense maze before him, frowning and whispering, "I can smell his chill. He's just entered Guixu, too."

Cheng Huang immediately alertly protected Shang Youqing behind him, "Don't be afraid, Fenghuang, Cheng Huang is here!"

"Qingqing's point," Chen Jichuan said, staring ahead with sharp eyes, and slowly stepped forward, "is that because we followed Ying Shixue into Guixu, so... we should also be entering Ying Shixue's obsession."

Cheng Huang was stunned.

Then he suddenly realized what was happening.

The reason why it is said that there is only entry but no exit to Guixu is because all living beings have their own obsessions.

From the gods and Buddhas who save all living beings to the weeds that take root and grow upward just to absorb a ray of sunshine, to the grains of sand that desperately merge into the rivers and oceans, everyone has his or her own obsession.

Therefore, the vast Guixu exists.

Anyone who enters Guixu will immediately fall into the world of obsession and maze woven by Guixu. As long as they cannot resolve their obsession, they will be trapped in this maze forever and unable to leave, and will gradually turn into nutrients for Guixu over time.

Cheng Huang tightened his grip on his Phoenix's hand even more cautiously, "Then we must be even more careful. The evil dragon's obsession is definitely not a good thing."

Chen Jichuan responded, and he and Cheng Huang stood on Shang Youqing's left and right to protect him.

Shang Youqing had no time to care about anything else for a moment, because the eternal coldness around her did make her feel physiological stress and fear, but she didn't want to make Cheng Huang and the others worry, so she had to force herself to calm down and stepped into this maze.

The next second, the maze dissipated.

The world of obsession that came into view immediately made them all stunned.

That was the Kunlun Snow Mountain where Shang Youqing was born as a child.

Gesang flowers bloomed everywhere, and prayer flags rustled in the mountain breeze. Little Phoenix, carrying the small backpack the priest had sewn for her, cried until her eyes were red. She looked up at the temple gate, her clear eyes filled with tears. She choked up and asked, "Chenghuang, I want to stay here. Isn't it okay for Chenghuang and I to stay here and wait for Father to come back?"

Cheng Huang, who was left behind in the temple, squatted down distressedly and hugged the little Phoenix. "Good Phoenix, Cheng Huang is reluctant to leave Phoenix, but before the priest fell asleep, he used his remaining divine power to leave Cheng Huang this message: Phoenix must go to Wutong Mountain to practice. Only by acquiring a set of cultivation skills can Phoenix protect itself...Okay, okay, our little Phoenix is the best. When the priest wakes up, Cheng Huang will go to Wutong Mountain to pick up Phoenix as soon as possible, okay?"

"good……"

The little phoenix sobbed, raised her little hand and wiped her eyes bravely, and said goodbye to Cheng Huang reluctantly.

She transformed into a small phoenix with flowing light and fiery colors, flapping her little wings and circling above Cheng Huang's head for several circles. Finally, she let out a phoenix cry and flew away from the endless Kunlun Mountains.

The little phoenix had never flown such a long distance before, and got tired after flying for a while. It found a quiet mountain road in a deep forest, transformed itself into a human form and settled down.

She walked with difficulty along the rocky path, carrying a small backpack. The stream gurgled, but the little phoenix was still shrouded in the great sadness of leaving the priest and Cheng Huang, and kept sobbing softly all the way.

The three people in the world of obsession stared at the scene in silence, but Cheng Huang, dumbfounded, was the first to speak—

"Oh my god, how could the Phoenix appear in that evil dragon's obsession? No, I'm getting goosebumps. Could it be that he has been targeting the Phoenix since it left Kunlun Mountain that year?"

Suddenly, the sobbing of the little phoenix in the world of obsession stopped for a few seconds. It tilted its head slightly, and its wet and clear phoenix eyes looked blankly at the bank of the stream on the side of the path.

A small carp with ice-blue scales lay on the dry grass on the shore, and its long tail behind it was flowing with shimmering blue.

But the little carp didn't move at all, and was dying, as if it was dead.

The little phoenix was confused and distressed. It stepped over the sharp stones with its little legs and stretched out its little hands, carefully picking it up. "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

Cheng Huang felt a chill down his spine for a moment.

He understood at a glance that the little carp must be the incarnation of the evil dragon's regret.

He immediately rushed over angrily, "Phoenix! Throw it away!"

Cheng Huang wanted to help Fenghuang throw away the carp in her hand, but he was in the world of obsession and missed.

All he could do was watch as the kind little phoenix squatted by the water, tidying up the carp's scales and tail. The phoenix spirit in its little hands was stained by the evil dragon's remnant, and it released the carp back into the stream.

Shang Youqing stared at his younger self and felt a chill running through his body, even the joints between his bones were filled with a fine, dense chill.

She twitched her dry, cold lips slightly, and each word she uttered was as painful as if it were rolling over stones. "So it was me, myself, who revived his regret..."