I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

The Styx was right!

With the support of the First Emperor, Ran Deng's future is limitless!

How long has it been? And the shackles have already loosened?

Is it time for Ran Deng, who has been a useless figure for countless years, to be executed?

Kong Xuan: "Fine, fine, for the sake of the First Emperor, I'll just call out!"

Clang!

The phoenix cries out!

Clang!

The phoenix cries out again!

Zhenfeng cried out several times!

After Yuan Feng's fall, Kong Xuan became the phoenix with the purest and most authentic bloodline in the world!

The cry of the phoenix is ​​naturally the purest and most authentic!

Listening to the pure phoenix cry, Ran Deng felt confident, composed, domineering, and refined!

I'm so excited!

"That's right! Yes, yes, yes!"

"This is the Phoenix Cry I've been searching for!"

Kong Xuan: "Is that enough? If not, sing a couple more songs."

"Enough, enough!"

Styx chuckled from the side, "Kong Xuan, Kong Xuan! You say no, but your body says otherwise."

Nothing more!

Kong Xuan really wanted to improve!

Fengming roared twice; this wasn't out of respect for Randeng.

Instead, they were licking the boots of the First Emperor!

Unable to hold back his tears, Ran Deng bowed deeply and said, "Thank you! Thank you both for your help."

Mutual help? To Ran Deng, that was unimaginable!

In the Chan Sect, let alone helping each other, not kicking someone when they're down is already considered giving face!

Randeng originally thought the primordial world was chaotic and full of dangers! That's why he sought refuge with the Chan Sect!

Ran Deng realized he was terribly wrong!

Only after leaving the Chan Sect did I realize that it had never rained in the primordial world!

Fellow practitioners are everywhere! They're willing to lend a hand!

The lamp was so moved that it cried.

Styx patted Randeng on the shoulder, "Choices are sometimes very important!"

"Since you're all from the royal faction, there's no need to be polite."

"If I become rich and powerful, let us not forget each other!"

Ran Deng nodded repeatedly, "Even if the lamp breaks, I will never forget the kindness shown to me today."

After performing the grand ceremony with the burning of lamps, he rushed back to Chaoge without stopping.

Continue to improve the sound of a hundred birds!

Ran Deng took a deep breath, gripped the suona tightly with both hands, and began to play!

The sounds of a hundred birds are so lifelike, so lively and ethereal!

Clang!

With the ability to imitate the purest phoenix cry!

The sounds of a hundred birds reached their climax!

The song is over!

Burning Lamp's face flushed red with excitement, "My path has been achieved!"

"A hundred birds...the phoenix sings..."

"This piece will be titled: Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"

The phrase "all birds pay homage to the phoenix" is not something to be boasted about casually!

Only those who have made great contributions can be eligible!

……

The night was dark and windy, with a bright moon and few stars.

The lamp is being used to build the coffin.

A chase suddenly broke out above the sea of ​​clouds.

A monk is on the run.

The Human Race's Fire-Burning Army pursued again.

Ran Deng raised his eyes, his anger barely contained, "How dare you cause trouble for my human race?"

"Good riddance!"

hum!

The magical power of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm surged forth!

The coffin lamp was brought out!

Boom! The flames from the coffin spread, completely surrounding the cultivators!

Mo Xiaohai cursed inwardly, "It's over, there's no way to escape this time!"

The Human Race's Flame Guard soldiers, their expressions grave, asked, "Who has made this move?"

Ran Deng leaped into the sea of ​​clouds, laughing heartily, "We're on the same side! We're on the same side!"

"The First Emperor, the supreme ruler, is my uncle."

Upon hearing this, the Human Race's Flame Guard's expression changed slightly. "Do you have any proof?"

"Yes! It's a handwritten jade slip from the First Emperor."

After the Human Race's Fire Guard finished their inspection, their attitude changed drastically, and they laughed, "Haha! We're really one family."

"We pay our respects to Your Highness."

Ran Deng was dumbfounded, stunned, and pointed blankly at himself. "Huh? Me? Your Highness?"

The human warriors, wielding the torch of knowledge, grew increasingly respectful and courteous, asking, "Your Highness?"

Isn't His Highness the adopted son of the First Emperor?

Of course! The Crown Prince absolutely cannot call out like that!

Only the offspring born to the First Emperor and his Empress could be called the Crown Prince or the Eldest Princess.

Should I call him Fellow Daoist Burning Lamp? That would be disrespectful.

Calling him Master Burning Lamp seems too distant.

We can only call you Your Highness!

Ran Deng suddenly came to his senses, not daring to be presumptuous, and quickly bowed, "Brothers, what has he done wrong?"

"Theft!"

"Using his magical powers, he stole a yellow sheep! After being discovered, he showed no remorse and even dared to run away!"

"He should be punished!"

In the distance, Mo Xiaohai was almost in tears.

Mo Xiaohai followed his teacher's orders to hunt down the human race's yellow sheep, but he never expected that the human race would be full of experts!

They had barely made a move when they were discovered!

What can we do? Escape is the priority!

Ran Deng stared at Mo Xiaohai's earlier display of flying magic, as if he were an old friend.

"Who is your teacher?" Ran Deng asked.

Mo Xiaohai wanted to say "Demon Master," but then he remembered his teacher's instructions, "If you are caught, do not say you are my disciple..."

Mo Xiaohai shook his head. "There is no teacher."

Ran Deng shook his head. "Brothers, they should be arrested."

Mo Xiaohai quickly said, "Senior! I didn't really mean to steal it..."

"Then why are you doing it so secretly?"

"Why not just buy it with money?"

Mo Xiaohai hesitated, "I don't have any money..."

Human money is modeled after the round, square-holed Treasure Coin.

To ensure the normal operation of the monetary system.

The money of ordinary humans and cultivators is different!

For example, if a cultivator uses their magical power to catch millions of catties of fish in the ocean and wants to sell them to humans, they cannot enter the human market!

The human race's system is incredibly sophisticated!

The monetary system was created by the Earthly Emperor Lieshan and continuously improved by the Human Emperor Xuanyuan, the Five Emperors, and the various Human Emperors.

They will not give any of the myriad races of the prehistoric world a chance to exploit the loopholes in the human race!

Of course, Mo Xiaohai couldn't make any money.

Ran Deng thought for a moment, "This humble Taoist priest runs a coffin shop by himself, and then he has to perform the 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' opera... that's not enough..."

"We're in dire need of a helper."

Ran Deng laughed and said, "Brothers, I'll compensate this fellow Daoist for some money."

"Then brothers, arrest him again and interrogate him."

The Human Race's Flame Guard nodded, "Your Highness's move is excellent."

Mo Xiaohai roughly guessed that the human race would not kill him.

They then gave up resisting.

After being captured, he underwent interrogation by the Human Race's Fire-Burning Forbidden Army.

Although the theft did not result in a major offense, the perpetrator still paid compensation.

Therefore, only fifteen days of "detention" are required.

Day sixteen.

Ran Deng personally came to pick up Mo Xiaohai.

Mo Xiaohai looked somewhat weary. "Senior... what do you need me to do?"

"I won't kill someone to steal their treasure..."

Ran Deng: "Stop your fucking nonsense! Come back with me!"

I went back to the shop.

"Yes! Make me a coffin according to this design."

Mo Xiaohai looked disgusted. "What bad luck!"

"Bad luck? Then give me my money back."

Mo Xiaohai's head spun again. "I have no money..."

"Go in if you don't have money."

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Mo Xiaohai could only work for Ran Deng to pay off his debt.

There are also three apprentices in the shop.

Including the lamps, there are five in total.

Seeing that Mo Xiaohai was in low spirits, Ran Deng said, "You'll get paid!"

"How many?"

"Working for a full year will definitely be enough to buy a fat mutton."

"Really dumb?"

"real!"

Mo Xiaohai: "I'd go through fire and water for you, teacher!"

Another day passed.

Ran Deng took on a job performing at a funeral.

The deceased was an elderly man from a prominent merchant family, who was known for his philanthropy and high moral character.

then!

Mo Xiaohai and three other men carried the coffin.

Lanterns were lit along the way, and when the coffin was taken out, a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) was brought out, and a song of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" was played!

This attracted a celestial phenomenon—hundreds of birds came to see him off…

With a suona in the left hand and a coffin in the right, the path to redemption lies within!

An aura of annihilation surrounded him! The Lamp-Burning Blade had taken another step closer to a breakthrough!

at the same time.

The Northern Underworld Demon Master's Palace.

Outside the palace, snow was falling heavily.

Inside the palace.

Kunpeng, wrapped in a small blanket, said, "Little Mo, your master wants to eat fish."

"Xiao Mo? Where the hell have you gone?"

"Oh, you've gone to prepare something delicious for your teacher."

"Why the hell haven't they come back yet?"