I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

"Wow! Have I traveled through time?"

As the cartoonist of "Traveling with the Phoenix", Su Shuai is very familiar with this world.

When he opened his eyes, he immediately realized that he had entered this fantasy world!

Standing by the river, looking at my reflection in the water, my silver hair danced in the wind, and my light golden eyes sparkled with star-like light.

He was dressed in a light blue shirt with a silver ribbon tied around his waist, making him look elegant and graceful.

His demeanor reveals an otherworldly temperament.

"With this appearance and temperament, if she were a woman, she would be perfect..."

Just as he was immersed in his own appearance, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Congratulations host for coming to the world of "Traveling with the Phoenix". You have become the immortal cultivator Xinghan. This is the Xingyun Courtyard in the human world. You need to be completely self-reliant."

Xinghan? Not a bad name.

"System, what other functions do you have?"

"No, where is the tired roe deer? Goodbye, Xinghan."

The corner of Xinghan's mouth twitched, and he was about to complain when he suddenly sensed a strange smell.

He turned his head and saw a black smoke approaching rapidly in front of the Xingyun Courtyard, and rushing straight towards the white figure in the courtyard.

Moving clouds!

Xinghan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously sensed that this black smoke was definitely not a good thing.

He quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and tried to move his legs, but his legs were like two pillars, and they moved as fast as a turtle. By the time he arrived at Xingyun Courtyard, the protagonist, the only ancient god walking in the human world, Xingyun, had also stopped.

So, in a hurry, he shouted in a low voice: "Break the air!"

He then tapped his finger in the air, and a sharp silver light instantly cut through the air and hit the black smoke.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the black smoke was dispersed by the sword energy and turned into black smoke that dissipated in the air.

Xingyun fell to the ground, covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He narrowly escaped the danger, but was half-lying on the ground weakly. He turned around and looked up at Xinghan, his eyes full of gratitude.

Only then did Xinghan walk into the yard, panting.

Xingyun's gaze passed across Xinghan's face calmly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Xingyun thanks the elder for saving me!" Xingyun bowed to express his gratitude. Perhaps because he saw the elder's silver hair, he thought he was quite old.

This thank you is very precious. He can walk freely in the three realms in the future.

Xinghan helped Xingyun up, smiled generously, and waved his hand: "Xinghan doesn't deserve this thank you. You and I are destined to be together. I see that you are kind to me, just like my own son, so I will save you."

"I don't deserve it!" Xingyun had no idea that he was being taken advantage of and even became polite and modest.

Xinghan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, he is indeed an ancient god, with great qualities.

While the two were talking, suddenly another black smoke appeared and headed straight towards Xingyun.

This time, the black smoke was surrounded by a red phantom, and seemed to be mixed with a strong murderous aura and deterrence.

"Again?" Xingyun's eyes turned fierce and his expression changed. He was about to attack but was stopped by Xinghan: "Let me do it."

He mobilized his spiritual power again, preparing to perform the same move as before, but he forgot what he had said just now and the move was not performed.

Wuhu! This guy seems to be not only physically weak, but also has a poor memory.

Just as the smoke was approaching and seemed to be burning in the sky, Xinghan suddenly thought of something. Who was coming? Didn’t the TV series tell him?

"I'm going to kill this guy!" Xingyun rushed to a corner of the yard and prepared to pick up a stone.

Oh, right, formation! This guy is good at setting up formations.

Xinghan immediately shouted, "Wait! Maybe he's not an enemy!"

Just at this moment, a colorful little figure appeared in the smoke.

As expected! It was the Bi Cang King Shen Li.

Seeing this, Xingyun mistakenly thought Shen Li was an enemy and immediately drew his sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xinghan quickly stopped Xingyun: "Stop! Don't hurt her!"

As he spoke, he flashed in front of Shen Li and caught her.

Shen Li now appeared in the form of a phoenix, looking like a pheasant, with a burnt tail, appearing a little disheveled.

She fell into Xinghan's arms, looked up at him, with a hint of surprise and gratitude in her eyes.

"Thank you for saving me, sir." Shen Li's voice was a little weak, but still revealed a kind of tenacity and nobility.

Xinghan smiled slightly: "You're welcome, I'm lucky to have saved you, you're so beautiful."

When watching the TV series, Su Shuai didn't understand how people could like a pheasant with burnt feathers. Xingyun must have been attracted by the beauty. But now he understood. Even in the Phoenix body of Shen Li, he could still clearly see a unique charm. It was a temperament that mixed arrogance, cuteness, tenacity and wisdom. Although she looked a little embarrassed, it further highlighted her tenacity and beauty.

Just like now, in Xinghan's arms, there was lying a little phoenix.

Its feathers were burnt, looking messy and dull, but its bright eyes still sparkled with heroic spirit.

Its body was trembling slightly, as if it was injured and weak.

But in that trembling, there was also an unyielding determination.

Although its tail feathers were burnt black, they were still stretched out stubbornly, as if declaring its pride and dignity to the world.

Although it has temporarily lost its brilliance, its inner tenacity and beauty are even more touching.

Its beak is small and hard, slightly open, as if it is gasping, or as if it is murmuring some unyielding declaration.

The pair of little paws tightly grasped Xinghan's clothes, as if seeking some kind of support and comfort.

Although it looks a little disheveled, the heroic spirit emanating from its bones cannot be ignored.

Xinghan looked at the little phoenix in his arms, with a hint of tenderness and determination in his eyes.

"You are amazing." Xinghan couldn't help but mutter.

As a fan of Mr. Zhao, he has not read the original work, but he likes the King Bi Cang created by Mr. Zhao very much, so he took on the work of the comic "Walking with the Phoenix".

As he spoke, he hugged Shen Li tightly and helped Xingyun walk into the room in the courtyard.

"I didn't see it." Xingyun followed behind, watching the scene with a complicated expression...

Xinghan gently stroked Xingyun's hair, and the strength in his hands gradually weakened, as if he was afraid of disturbing this fragile life.

His breathing also became long and slow, as if resonating with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

He asked softly, "Xingyun, how do you feel now?"

Xingyun felt a warm spiritual power coming from Xinghan's hands, flowing slowly along his meridians, dispelling the pain in his chest bit by bit.

He released his hands from his chest, shook his neck gently, and felt his body relaxed a lot.

He looked up at Xinghan, his eyes full of gratitude: "Elder, your spiritual power is truly miraculous. I am fine now, thank you for saving me. Xingyun has no way to repay you, I only hope that I will be able to serve you to the best of my ability if I have the opportunity in the future."

Xinghan once again concentrated his spiritual power and carefully examined Xingyun's body to make sure he was fine.

"Xingyun, I have a lifelong wish, maybe you can help me realize it."

"What?" Xingyun looked at Xinghan with concern, with a sincere light in his eyes.