A phoenix, the most powerful of the three realms, appeared inexplicably, shattering the three realms and disturbing the heart of a young girl in an old sycamore tree. This old sycamore tree, of course, is as careless as the earthly world, and its longevity is equal to that of heaven.
"Jiyao Shenjun destroyed my Jinghua Mountain, and I must pay it back."
"Okay." Shenjun's voice was extremely low.
He wielded his sword to cut off all dangers for her, and she looked down on the gods and Buddhas, against heaven and earth, and vowed to keep him.
Starting from meeting Phoenix again, the forgotten scenes of the past reappeared one after another, and the dull and boring days of Lao Wutong for thousands of years finally became vigorous.