I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

The sky is filled with fiery red maple leaves, as if a rolling heat wave is blowing towards you, and there seems to be a faint "crackling" sound coming from the depths.

Gu Ning frowned slightly, "Why does this place...feel familiar?"

She had just inherited Bai Cang's magical power, and at this moment she felt a little dazed. She couldn't tell whether it was Gu Ning or Bai Cang standing in front of the maple forest.

Or...little Aning?

She shook her head and threw away the emotions in her mind. Just make the best of it. This has always been Gu Ning's principle of life.

There is a maple forest outside the galaxy, which must be a place related to the god of time from the ancient times.

Gu Ning raised his foot and took a step forward when his expression suddenly changed. He threw the Fu Sheng Sword casually and suddenly stepped backwards!

"Who is it!" Gu Ning shouted, and then he saw a burnt big bird coming towards him.

"God Bai Cang, help!" Qing Luan fell to Gu Ning's feet, turned into a human form, and grabbed Gu Ning's skirt, "My emperor is about to be burned to death!"

He widened his eyes and looked at Gu Ning earnestly.

Gu Ning lowered his head slightly, "My Emperor?"

Being able to call himself Lord Bai Cang, it seems that he was once a person from the Shangqing Divine Realm. However, whether he is an enemy or a friend remains to be discussed.

Gu Ning felt a little defensive in his heart, but the next second the defense on his face collapsed.

"My emperor, your partner, Xiao Wentian, Wentian, don't you remember?" Qingluan got up from the ground, grabbed Gu Ning's sleeve and pulled him in, "God Bai Cang, please come with me, come in with me and save my emperor..."

He seemed to be about to cry, "The original power of the Phoenix Divine Fire has refused to recognize its master. Only your galactic power can suppress it..."

Hearing the word "Wentian", Gu Ning instantly thought of Zhou Wentian. His beautiful and delicate face suddenly appeared in his mind, and the next second this face slowly overlapped with the little phoenix in the Milky Way.

Zhou Wentian is truly a phoenix!

The answer was about to come out, and in this moment of distraction, the little old man in front of him instantly turned into a charred big bird, with its broad wings flapping violently. Gu Ning instantly became like the wind and pounced uncontrollably into the maple forest.

The excited voice of the charred bird came to my ears, "My Emperor, Qingluan, I have brought the God of Time with me!"

"God of Time?" Zhou Wentian subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice while he was confused. He saw a girl in white clothes coming with a sword in her hand. A crimson maple forest fell behind her, as if she was covered with a warm dress.

It seems... like a dream.

He blinked and stretched out his hand uncontrollably, "Aning..."

Although his consciousness was blurry, he still slowly smiled, "Is it you?"

"Zhou Wentian, how did you get yourself into this state!" The next second, the girl's angry voice rang in his ears, and the beautiful and dreamy picture was instantly destroyed. The clear voice was like a basin of cold water, which instantly extinguished the heat deep in Zhou Wentian's soul.

His eyes became clearer, but the girl had already cut through the raging fire that was lingering around her and stood in front of him with frost all over her body.

"Hello?" Seeing Zhou Wentian staring at her like a fool, his beautiful eyes were dull and confused, Gu Ning raised her hand to cover his eyebrows, "Are you stupid?"

The touch was cold, and Zhou Wentian blinked subconsciously. His eyelashes like butterfly wings swept across Gu Ning's palm, bringing a tingling sensation.

Gu Ning pursed her lips and grabbed Zhou Wentian's hand, "Speak."

"Aning!" The two words came out in a hoarse voice, and both of them were startled by the extremely hoarse voice.

"How did you get burned like this?" Infusing divine power into the Fu Sheng Sword in his hand, Gu Ning slashed it again. The fervent Phoenix Fire tactfully retreated to both sides again.

Qingluan looked at the scene in front of her, and the heart that had risen to her throat finally settled down.

It has to be the God of Time. After all, they are in a superior-subordinate relationship. The Phoenix Fire Origin dares to devour the master, but it dares not kill the god.

"Aning, I seem to really be a phoenix." Zhou Wentian held Gu Ning's hand and said, "I am the little phoenix beside the God of Time."

After he finished speaking, his burning gaze fell on Gu Ning, waiting expectantly for Gu Ning's answer.

"I know." Gu Ning nodded, "Whether you are a phoenix or not, you shouldn't be so reckless as to make yourself like this..."

Looking up, seeing Zhou Wentian's expectant eyes, Gu Ning felt soft-hearted for no reason, "Well, you are the little phoenix, the little phoenix of the God of Time..."

"The God of Time..." Seeing that Gu Ning avoided answering, Zhou Wentian's eyes dimmed slightly, "Is it just the God of Time?"

"Of course it's my little phoenix." Gu Ning curled his lips and smiled, "Otherwise why would that stupid bird drag me here?"

The divine power of the galaxy continued to flow around the two of them. The stars spun around, melting into the Phoenix fire and flickering around the Phoenix, creating a dreamlike picture.

"Tell me, how can I help you?" The stars danced between Gu Ning's fingers, and Gu Ning looked at the boy in front of him with a smile.

"Aning, help me lower the temperature. I will grow the Phoenix Fire on the spiritual roots."

The phoenix roosts on the Wutong tree, and the phoenix fire...naturally it can also roost on the sacred Wutong tree.

The two men sat cross-legged facing each other, and the raging phoenix fire pounced on them again. However, this time, it could no longer hurt Zhou Wentian at all.

Qingluan took off one of her own burnt phoenix feathers and said, "Alright, alright, that's great."

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On the bank of the Wangchuan River, Meng Jia raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Xiao Shu, why are you here?"

It was very strange that this time, what he saw was not the crying baby abandoned on the banks of the Forgetful River, but the graceful and elegant Ye Xiaoshu.

Ye Xiaoshu turned around, and a hint of amazing charm emerged in his usually cold eyes. He opened his red lips slightly, "Big Brother..."

Like a thread, it instantly entangled Meng Jia's heart, causing his heart to skip a beat. For a moment, he was stunned on the spot by the call of "Senior Brother", unable to move. He could only watch the beautiful lady in front of him slowly walking towards him.

The Jinghong Sword made a soft sound and vibrated gently in Meng Jia's hand.

"Big Brother." Ye Xiaoshu came closer and smiled gently, "Your inner demon... is me."

“Boom!” It was like a thunderclap exploding in Meng Jia’s mind, making him dizzy and dazed. “My inner demon... is you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl in front of him suddenly disappeared, a black mist lingered in front of him, and then the shrill howling sound rang in Meng Jia's ears again.

The familiar...crying sound that often appeared in dreams at midnight finally appeared.

For some reason, Meng Jia's heart... calmed down.

The most unbearable look back, Xiao Shu should not appear...

He lowered his eyes and looked at his palm which was cut by the Jinghong sword. The moment Ye Xiaoshu approached, the sword touched his hand and clarity of mind emerged.

Xiao Shu is impossible to be his inner demon, and then the other side that is out of his reach.

When I raised my eyes again, I saw that beautiful figure standing on the other side of the Wangchuan River, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes. She was just like the Fairy Goddess of Luo River.

Looking back again, Meng Jia clenched the sword in his hand and looked at the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes by the Forgotten River.

"You're back again." Meng Jia's voice returned to calm. "This time... let's end it once and for all. Meng Da, Meng Xiao, or anyone else, can no longer stop Chang Chang from moving forward."

The right people and the right things are already waiting for him in the future, and he can no longer be bound by the past.

The black fog surged and the sword shadow flashed.

In the Mingyue Palace, Song Mingyue looked at the soul that kept flashing in her hand, which belonged to Meng Jia's soul, and the black air slowly peeled away.

Song Mingyue stroked his beard with satisfaction, "Yes, the myriad illusions create the law of fate, and the law of personal fate shapes the heart and soul. After so many years, this level has finally been solved."

The treasure pavilion had been open for two months. Gu Ning and Zhou Wentian were the first to come out, and Meng Jia was the last to come out.

And the moment he came out, his cultivation level instantly jumped from Nascent Soul to Spiritualization.

The thunder of the divine transformation rolled in, shocking the waiting disciples.

"Can anyone tell me why Meng Jia is suddenly about to become a god?"