After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

When Shen Daixing stepped into the Taixu Samsara Mirror, Fu Ying's soul rested on the branches of the Huansang sacred tree.

The light hanging from the top of the sacred tree trembled and condensed into seal characters shining with cold light in the void.

"Long time no see, Fire Spirit." Stardust-like specks of light drifted through the cracked wood. Fu Ying's voice drifted down from the treetops, carrying a chill soaked in frost and snow. "Or perhaps, now I should call you Shen Daixing."

"Long time no see, Sister Fuying." Shen Daixing smiled.

Those floating stardust suddenly turned into streams of light and rushed into Shen Daixing's eyebrows. In an instant, she saw thousands of red threads interweaving into a web in the void, with only a golden thread tied to the floating life lamp.

"Since you have inherited the Fire Spirit's memories, you should understand that within the sea of ​​love within the Marriage Hall..." Fu Ying's voice was wrapped in the rustling light of the divine tree, "that golden marriage thread is the thread of love that the Golden Spirit stripped from his own soul."

"He entangled it in the wheel of karma, causing me to suffer the backlash of my love affair forever, while also trapping Jingmo in this world because of his love."

"So it's not love that's holding you and Jing Mo back, but the law of cause and effect." Shen Daixing suddenly covered her chest, a strange resonance echoing from there. "He's using his own love as a lure?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Ying's soul turned into an ice butterfly and brushed across the cinnabar on her forehead: "In fact, the warmth in your heart is the true love of Jin Ling."

The phosphorus powder scattered by the ice butterfly's wings condensed into blood-red threads in the air. "When he stripped away the thread of love, I switched your natal marriage thread."

Shen Daixing looked at the falling light, a little dazed, "My love?"

"That's right," Fu Ying said. "So no matter when or where, no matter what form you take... he will be crazy about you the moment our eyes meet."

"No wonder." Shen Daixing sat among the tangled vines, the golden bell on her wrist jingling crisply. "So those fateful encounters are just..."

"It's just love at work." Fu Ying landed gracefully on her shoulder. "Back then, when the Golden Spirit was stolen by Ku Chen and contaminated by foul air... you were still a spark of spiritual consciousness, so I took three drops of my heart's blood to catalyze you."

An illusion appeared in the void, and a girl in green was throwing a red spirit bead into the furnace.

Shen Daixing looked at the spiritual light scattering in the illusion, and suddenly pressed her throbbing temples. It was a picture of the three spirits of water, wood and earth falling into the mortal world.

"When the Wood Spirit was destroyed, only its remnants remained. I confined it to a separate world." Fu Ying's voice was light and distant. "I used up half of my cultivation to seal the Water and Earth Spirits within the Guixu barrier. The Five Elements interact with each other, and the Fire Spirit restrains the Metal Spirit."

Shen Daixing understood and said, "So Xin Xu's next target is me."

"At that time, the cycle of reincarnation in the Three Realms had been sealed, but the soul of the Underworld Lord Gu Yuyuan unexpectedly arrived here, and the Book of Destiny foretold a great catastrophe." A frosty wind blew, and the illusion dissipated, leaving only Fu Ying's voice. "When I discovered that Jin Ling had acquired the withered power of the Heavenly Dao and had stolen the Book of Destiny to control Gu Yuyuan's fate... I had no choice but to send you to reincarnate in another world. You will be the key to breaking the impasse."

The ice butterfly circled around Gu Cheng, "This little friend is the spirit of the underworld who will take you back and forth."

Shen Daixing looked at Gu Cheng and curled her lips: "I didn't expect you have two identities?"

Gu Cheng raised his head proudly, humph!

A white paper shimmering with golden light appeared in the air. "Something went wrong, and you brought back the Book of Destiny..."

"So it's not called the Book of Life, but the Book of Destiny." Shen Daixing continued, "Then the wood spirit is the Phantom Mulberry Sacred Tree?"

"Yes and no." The ice butterfly suddenly flapped its wings, and the phosphorus dust that fell from its wingtips condensed into emerald green buds. "Look at the third branch of the tree canopy. This is the true form of the wood spirit. The Fantasy Mulberry Tree needs the five elements to activate it, and it can receive the souls of the dead. Its seeds are hidden within the wood spirit, and the two are fused into one."

Crimson flames danced in Shen Daixing's pupils. She saw emerald buds absorbing light green juice from cracks in the bark. "The Fantasy Mulberry Tree is the vessel of the Wood Spirit."

"Since you know that Xin Xu is a golden spirit, why do you let him roam freely in the heaven?" Shen Daixing asked puzzledly.

"When I first met him, he was wearing a Kunlun jade mask. He planted the Blindness Technique in my spiritual altar." The icy butterfly danced, and the illusion reappeared. "That's why I didn't realize he was the Golden Spirit when I was in the Heavenly Palace. It was only recently that he seemed impatient and urgently needed to draw on my Heavenly Dao power, and I realized it."

The next second, Jing Mo pierced her shoulder blade with a sword. "Jing Mo found my whereabouts and severely injured me. This was also Xin Xu's plan to obtain the Book of Destiny."

Shen Daixing hesitated: "You and Jingmo..."

"It's just a bad fate. Once this matter is over and everything returns to its place, the past will be gone with the wind." Fu Ying's voice was ethereal. "He came here to gain experience, simply because he hated me. He seized the position of Heavenly Emperor, and keeping me by his side is nothing but karma."

On the day when Fu Ying first took office as the Heavenly Dao, white snowflakes fell from the nine heavens.

Before Ku Chen pretended to die, he condensed a wisp of his consciousness into an icy spirit and drove it into her brow. "This child is the incarnation of chaos, and his fate is evil. He needs to go through hardships before he can realize the truth. Otherwise, great disaster will surely occur."

Therefore, Fu Ying carefully set up many disasters for Jing Mo.

Jing Mo lost his parents at a young age and experienced the ups and downs of life.

He has five useless spiritual roots, and his path of cultivation is extremely difficult, but he has divine bones.

At the age of seven, he was forced to join a sect, where his heart was gouged out and his blood was taken every day to refine the God-killing Sword.

At the age of sixteen, he received eighty-one soul-breaking whips.

He was framed at the age of twenty and became a rat crossing the street that was hated by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation.

On the eve of his ascension, he was thrown into the Immortal Burning Furnace and almost died.

Fu Ying always appeared when Jing Mo was on the verge of death, and frost on his fingertips stopped his bleeding, but when his injury healed, he placed an even more severe restriction on him.

After his heart was gouged out one time, the boy grabbed the scrap of her sleeve and found a tiny calming spell embroidered on the lining. He endured the heart-wrenching pain.

Having suffered countless disasters, Jing Mo hated the injustice of heaven and vowed to reach the top and kill him.

On the day of his ascension, he killed the previous Emperor of Heaven with the God-Slaying Sword.

Wherever the sword passes, the memories of all beings in the three realms are tampered with.

The calming spell left by Fu Ying when he saved Jing Mo became the clue for him to find the trace of Tian Dao.

Jing Mo imprisoned the dying Fu Ying in a golden cage. He crushed three of her divine bones, but when she vomited blood, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

He couldn't bear to kill her, and every time he was about to kill her, the God-Slaying Sword became disobedient.

Looking at her cold and inviolable face, he thought of the worst possible solution.

He erased Fu Ying's memory and threw her into the dirtiest and most sinful brothel, letting her be defiled and crushed in her ignorance to vent his hatred.

However, during those nights, the countless benefactors who rubbed shoulders with him were all transformed by the same person.

One night, Jing Mo, drunk, tore open Fu Ying's clothes and was surprised to find spider-web-like cracks on her chest, which perfectly matched the scars on his body.

The God-Slaying Sword suddenly hummed, reflecting a scene from hundreds of years ago - when he was burned by the Immortal Burning Furnace, Fu Ying pulled him out from the depths of the sea of ​​fire with his bare hands, hugged him who was in extreme pain, comforted him, and coaxed him with a gentle voice.

After Fu Ying opened her eyes again, she returned to the Heavenly Palace. She did not want to be the queen, so she became the Heavenly Concubine.

She was imprisoned by Jing Mo every day and became his concubine to atone for her past sins.

Fu Ying recalled the past and could only let out an imperceptible sigh.

Shen Daixing asked, "Where is the real Emperor of Heaven?"

"You've seen it, Bo Yan."