I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

At that moment, Xinghan felt a cold force penetrating his heart, as if it was going to tear his soul out of his body.

There was a strange atmosphere in the air, which was cold, mysterious and awe-inspiring.

Xinghan's heart trembled violently, his vision began to blur, and his body lost control. He could only allow that force to pull him.

At this moment, a dazzling light burst out from his chest. The white light was as hot as the sun, and it spread out instantly, enveloping Xinghan.

Under the shining light, Xinghan seemed to see another self. Facing him, that person's body seemed to become transparent. He could clearly see the meridians and blood flowing in that person's body, and those cells that had been dormant seemed to be awakened at this moment, exuding unprecedented vitality.

At the same time, wonderful changes began to occur around Xinghan.

There was a strange fluctuation in the air, as if something was quietly awakening.

The space and time before my eyes seemed to be gently touched by a mysterious force, and began to slowly open and fold, like a tightly closed flower bud gradually blooming under the spring breeze.

This bud-like space and time unfolded layer by layer before Xinghan's eyes, and each layer revealed different colors and breaths. They were either bright as the morning light or dark as the night, interweaving together to form a colorful picture.

As the buds bloomed, the scenes in time and space began to change unpredictably. Xinghan seemed to be able to see through these layers of time and space and glimpse the mysteries of different worlds. He saw the ancient gods walking in the void, felt the powerful energy surging in the universe, and heard the call of distant stars.

Space was no longer a single dimension, it began to fold layer by layer, like a huge scroll being rolled up and unfolded. In the process of folding, Xinghan saw fragments of different time and space intertwined together, like a series of flowing scrolls, showing the appearance of different worlds.

Xinghan's body also changed in this distorted space and time.

Light and shadow shuttle through it, some are as bright as stars, some are as dark as the abyss, and every flash seems to contain some deep mystery.

These lights and shadows are intertwined with Xinghan's body, as if they are conducting some kind of mysterious communication.

He felt that every cell in his body was activated by this power, and his blood seemed to have turned into a flowing river of light, rushing endlessly in his body.

When the bud fully blooms, the scene of time and space gradually dissipates.

Xinghan returned to reality and was hit by a sharp pain. His face turned pale in an instant.

But in the midst of this severe pain, a powerful force burst out from Xinghan's body.

His hair suddenly flew up, as if being lifted by an invisible airflow.

His body also began to rise slowly, and continued to rise. It seemed as if he was pulled by a mysterious force and lifted into the air.

Xinghan looked at his body in surprise. He felt that he was standing at an important turning point, which would lead him to a brand new future.

In fear, the stone in his hand fell, everything disappeared suddenly, and the whole person fell to the ground unexpectedly.

In an instant, his spiritual power completely dissipated, and some kind of restraint prevented him from mobilizing the true energy in his body.

Just when he thought he would fall to the ground like a kite with a broken string, a soft light quietly emerged, as if a pair of tangible hands gently supported him.

Xinghan was shocked and looked down, but the scene before him made him speechless.

He was supported by a few glowing thin strings, which were arranged like the strings of a guqin.

The body of the guitar is not very clear, but it is very dazzling because of its flowing light.

He stared at the zither and saw that the strings were like light and shadow, sometimes bright as day and sometimes dim as night.

This zither has never appeared in the world of "Traveling with the Phoenix", and his curiosity was aroused.

Xinghan stretched out his hand and wanted to pluck the strings, but was surprised to find that his fingers seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and could not touch the strings.

Every time he got closer, a wave of heat surged from his fingertips, forcing him to withdraw immediately.

However, although he could not touch it directly, he could clearly feel a certain energy being transmitted from the strings into his body.

This energy was not as intense as the touch, but warm and soft, like a clear spring flowing in his heart, bringing him an unprecedented tranquility and peace.

He felt his body gradually becoming lighter and more energetic under the nourishment of this energy.

Xinghan closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and allowed the energy to flow through his body.

He could feel the activity and joy of every cell, as if they were performing a silent dance with this energy.

As time went by, Xinghan gradually adapted to the transmission of this energy, and he began to try to guide it with his mind and explore more mysteries it brought. He felt that his consciousness was gradually expanding to a wider area under the guidance of this energy, as if he was touching a deeper level of power and wisdom.

【This is the five-color zither】

An idea appeared in Xinghan's mind. The sound was so clear, just like the sound of a piano beside his ears.

Soon, Xinghan seemed to have mastered some special method. He gently lifted up the five-colored harp. The harp gradually became smaller in his hand, and finally turned into a stream of light, which he carefully put into his arms. He could feel that the harp seemed to have established a wonderful connection with him, and he could summon it at any time.

At this moment, Xinghan suddenly felt a pain on his head. He subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed his hair, but was surprised to find that the originally colorful hair had disappeared, replaced by long silver-white hair. These silver hairs shone with a faint luster under the light, as if they contained some mysterious power.

Xinghan touched his silver hair in surprise, his heart full of doubts. He didn't understand why his hair color suddenly changed like this, but vaguely, he felt that it might be related to the experience just now and the five-color zither.

He tried to mobilize the energy in his body to explore the mystery of the silver hair, but to no avail.

Just as Xinghan was immersed in thinking about the mystery of the silver hair and the jade harp, a beam of cold green light shot out from him without warning, like a sharp sword unsheathed, piercing straight behind him with fierce momentum.

The power and sharp edge contained in the light seemed to be able to cut through the air, and its might was astonishing. Xinghan's heart suddenly tightened, and almost at the moment the light flew out, he mobilized the energy deep in his body and tried his best to recall the green light.

After some intense and fierce manipulation, the green light finally began to slowly retreat and finally condensed in his palm, like a tamed beast.

At this moment, Xinghan hurriedly looked back to see what was behind him, and was surprised to find a figure lying on the ground not far away...