The immortal is beside me

Chapter 65 Its Name is Phoenix

Outside the territory of Qishan, the clear sound of the flute echoed.

Amid the sound of the flute, the grass and trees everywhere vibrated, and the little demons hidden in the mountains and forests poked their heads out one after another, some shaking their fur, some fluttering their flying feathers, like believers who heard a prayer.

In the center of the forest, Ye Qiansheng raised his hand and blew the jade flute. As the sound of the flute resounded, a sense of calm spread, dispelling the solemnity brought by the dead body.

The music continued until it suddenly stopped at a certain point. She looked up and saw a figure in red falling from the sky with a hint of blood on his body.

"Brother Zhou is still as swift as ever."

She put down the jade flute and released a cleansing spell to wash away the blood on his body. "What about the three demons?"

"Not worth mentioning." Zhou Wuqing raised his hand and three condensed demon pills appeared in his palm, emitting a strong demonic aura.

"There seems to be a Buddha-like aura here. These three demons are indeed connected to Buddhism."

Ye Qiansheng looked at the pill, his expression darkening slightly. "I'm afraid there might be causal connections here. It would be best to bring it back to the Immortal Alliance and have Yuan Tiangang and the others observe it."

Zhou Wuqing responded, put the pill into his bag, and was about to get up and leave, but suddenly turned around and looked at the jungle behind him.

Among the trees behind him, a redbird was approaching him with its wings flapping cautiously. When it saw his gaze, the redbird was frightened and its feathers trembled. It stood there trembling, but still spoke while trembling.

"Master, just now, I witnessed you subduing the three demons. I was truly impressed by your demeanor."

It spoke tremblingly, and its already unfluent voice became even more halting.

"So, I want to go with the Immortal Master. Please accept it."

Ye Qiansheng, who was standing beside him, was slightly startled by the hesitant words. He then smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, this bird demon wants to follow you."

Zhou Wuqing turned his head and glanced over: "I'm not very interested in raising birds."

As soon as these words were spoken, the red bird's feathers immediately stood up, and a sense of urgency emanated from its entire body.

"I, I eat very little. I am willing to help the Immortal."

The red bird flew up and down, its eyes full of longing: "I only ask the immortal to accept me. I only ask the immortal to accept me, I am willing to be the immortal's control."

It was obvious that it was in a hurry, and its pronunciation became faster. However, Zhou Wuqing over there still did not react. Instead, Ye Qiansheng on the side was amused by its anxious look and chuckled.

"This bird demon has no blood and energy, so it's definitely not a harmful creature."

Ye Qiansheng thought for a moment, then stepped forward and advised, "This Qishan territory has been destroyed by the Three Demons. I'm afraid it will take at least a hundred years for it to recover. It's really pitiful for this bird to be homeless."

"Why not just take it in for now? If you don't feel like raising it later, just find a place with abundant spiritual energy and release it back into the forest. What do you think, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Wuqing's expression seemed to ease as he listened to her. He turned his head and looked at the pitiful red bird for a moment, as if thinking for a while, before nodding slightly.

"That's all."

As soon as these words were spoken, the red bird's feathers suddenly spread out. Although its face could not express any emotion, its joy was beyond words.

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"

It flapped its wings and jumped up and down, with the Chinese character for "happiness" written all over its body. Its somewhat funny appearance made Ye Qiansheng beside it chuckle.

"I've heard that those cultivators who practice the art of controlling demons will name their demonic beasts. This red bird is now following you, Brother Yu Zhou. Shouldn't you give it a name as well?"

Upon hearing this, the jumping red bird suddenly stopped, folding its wings behind it, like a student waiting for the teacher's review. Zhou Wuqing met its eyes and pondered for a moment.

"This little demon has crimson feathers and carries the element of fire within its body. It is somewhat similar to the phoenix bird in ancient legends. In this case, from now on, I will call it..."

"Phoenix."

The off-road vehicle drove into the central area of ​​the Demon Country.

This is at the foot of the golden sycamore tree. Surrounding it are residences and facilities built against the tree. A corridor made of giant tree roots extends through it, and you can see huge monsters of various shapes shuttling between the corridors.

In the center of the many roots is an area similar to a central square.

Right in front of the square stands a golden statue, which is several times larger than the one in the scenic area outside. It is carved with a phoenix spreading its wings and flying, as if bathing in fire.

What is different from the statues in the scenic area outside is that next to the phoenix bathing in fire, there is also a sculpture of a monk. The monk is also surrounded by flames, and it looks like the phoenix is ​​accompanying him.

"This is the last stop for today and the venue for tomorrow's flower viewing event."

The car door opened, and the peacock flew to the feet of the statue, circling it. Cheng Xiaomeng, who was following behind it, looked up and saw a few lines of words engraved on the pedestal below the statue.

In the Xinmao year of Xiqi, three demons invaded, and all the people were devastated. The emperor met an immortal in the mountains, and with him, they went to suppress the demons.

The Emperor and the Immortal traveled here together, destroyed the Corpse Forest, eliminated the Three Demons, and finally returned peace to Mount Qishan. The Emperor witnessed the Immortal's achievements, and the Immortal admired the Emperor's talent, so they became companions on this journey.

[For a thousand years since then, the Emperor and the Immortal have traveled all over the world, seen the world, entered the Holy Realm, and were crowned the Lord of Mount Qi.]

There are several sycamore roots around the statue, with murals painted on them as before.

The background of each mural is different. At first glance, you can see mountains, oceans, grasslands, ancient cities, etc. Each one tells a fragment of the thousand years of time, and the protagonists are always the Taoist and the phoenix.

For the citizens of the Demon Kingdom, the creations in the imperial capital are undoubtedly supreme propaganda materials, equivalent to the Demon Kingdom version of the Bible, and are the basic education that every citizen of the Demon Kingdom must receive.

The fact that the deeds of this "immortal" were written into the legends of the Demon City at great length undoubtedly demonstrated the Demon King's attitude towards humans.

It hopes that every citizen of the Demon Kingdom will remember the immortal who once set foot here, and hopes that the concept of "humans and demons living in harmony and walking side by side" will be firmly engraved in the minds of every citizen.

It is also because of this that there have been few conflicts between humans and demons in the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and these people are now standing here, truly walking with the demons.

Cheng Xiaomeng stood in front of the huge golden statue, looked up and looked at the person on the statue, feeling emotional in her heart.

All signs indicate that the "immortal" is not fictional, but a real powerful monk.

But now, the Demon King's name was known far and wide, while that immortal had quietly disappeared from view. If it weren't for this expedition to the Demon Kingdom, she wouldn't have even heard of him.

The emperor and the immortal walked together for thousands of years, and finally the demon emperor returned to Mount Qishan. What about the immortal?

Where did the immortal go? Did he die?
After thinking about it, it seemed that this was the only answer that made sense, which made her feel a sense of regret for no reason.

If such a person were still alive, he would definitely be worshipped in the Institute of Super Research. Just studying his deeds and his paper results would probably be enough to support an entire large research group.

However, they missed out on this immense wealth and prosperity, as they were hundreds of years late.

"Then today's tour ends here for now. I will take you to the Super Research Institute's headquarters here."

A peacock's voice echoed from afar: "Tomorrow is the flower viewing event, and His Majesty will personally attend. Please rest well and wait for the opening of the event."

(End of this chapter)