Vows from Twilight Chapter 1

Thatcher Feng was a little phoenix that was about to reach adulthood. But one day when he woke up, he found that he had not only traveled a thousand years into the future, but also turned into a seven-inch-tall gray bird.

my home! My feathers! Where is my mighty body? !

He is now an ugly bird forced to reopen.

Unexpectedly, the world was declining, and the dignified Phoenix could not even make a living. After being a beggar for many days and suffering a lot of frustration, he had no choice but to go to the Fengqi Sect, which was said to have enough food.

Thatcher Feng works in the sect during the day to take classes, and at night he transforms into a phoenix and steals food from all over the sect.

For a time, there were rumors and complaints in the sect, and it was very unsettling.

Thatcher Feng quietly hid among these disciples and did not dare to speak. He was still talking about the spiritual grass he stole from the sect leader's vegetable patch last night.

Until one day when the Dongchuang incident happened, he was caught by the sect leader with a meat bun he had just stolen from the canteen in his mouth.

Everyone gets the stolen goods.

He originally thought he was going to be tortured, but he didn't expect to hear Yan Hui ask in confusion, "Where did the sect get the chicken?"

What a chicken! Your whole family is a chicken! You blind human being! 

"Hey, what kid is wearing such little clothes in the middle of winter?" The woman passing by on the street had no intention of pitying these guys who sit on the street or in front of restaurants all day long begging for food.

Unexpectedly, I saw a young boy on the street today. His red clothes were thin and stained with mud, but he only had a pair of bright eyes.

She took out a few coins from her sleeves and threw them into the bowl with a gap in front of Thatcher Feng.

Thatcher Feng was sitting on the ground with bare feet, thinking about how to teach the stinky sparrow that scolded him last night, how to teach it today, when he happened to catch a glimpse of the copper coins in the bowl from the corner of his eye, and a surprised smile immediately appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, the woman couldn't help shaking her head and sighing: "He's still stupid." Then she put two buns down from the basket.

"Old man! Old man!" Thatcher Feng held two copper coins in his hand and ran to the beggar sitting in front of the restaurant next door, "I want the rags you want!"

"Hey," the beggar stretched out his hand to take the copper coin, while still staring at the two buns in Thatcher Feng's bowl, and told him, "Give me one."

Thatcher Feng was generous and gave him a pass. He imitated the beggar's behavior and stuffed the buns stained with black fingerprints into his mouth.

This was the first time he had eaten something like this, and his eyes widened when he tasted the meat filling inside.

He finished the buns in three or two bites and looked at the beggar next to him who was still savoring them.

"Old man, don't you like eating so slowly?"

After hearing this, the beggar took a big bite and was so hot that he could only gasp. Even so, he still swallowed the hot mouthful and was not willing to waste a bite.

"Old man, I've got the rags you asked for. It's time you told me interesting things."

The beggar touched the two copper coins he put in his bag, and then said leisurely: "Okay, I'll talk to you."

"Thousands of years ago, the Phoenix clan fell, and the Fengqi Sect..."

"What!" The bowl in Thatcher Feng's hand fell to the ground and cracked again.

"Ouch," the old beggar immediately picked up the bowl with distress, "Isn't this what you want to hear? Why are you throwing the bowl?"

"Then you can't talk nonsense? Why did the Phoenix clan fall?" Thatcher Feng was rarely angry and walked around with bare feet on the snow-covered ground.

After the old beggar accepted the money, his temper was better than usual. He pulled Thatcher Feng to sit down, and was especially concerned about whether he was cold without shoes in the winter.

Thatcher Feng forgot his unhappiness after hearing a few good words. He sat on the platform next to the stairs and swayed his feet, "It's not cold. Are you cold?"

The old beggar shook his head and continued to tell his story: "After the Phoenix clan fell due to the natural disaster, the demon clan fell, wars continued, and the people were displaced. Later, the Fengqi Sect was established near the Phoenix Forbidden Area and received some inheritance, and then the peace was settled A decade of disaster."

Thatcher Feng had slept for more than a thousand years and didn't know anything about the outside world. He asked: "How could the demon clan fall? Isn't there still a dragon clan?"

"Shortly after the fall of the Dragon Clan and the Feng Clan, the war spread to the Dragon Clan's territory. It happened to be at a critical moment when the clan leader was practicing. It finally went crazy and the golden elixir exploded. The entire Far North became a barren land. To this day, not a single blade of grass grows."

"More than 800 years ago, Fuxi Pavilion and his party entered the extreme northern desert. Hundreds of people from the sect died in the desert. Only two ancestors of Fuxi Pavilion came out smoothly. They found the dragon bones and made them into the world's largest sect. With the Xuan Shuang Sword, he and Feng Qi Sect, who had found the Phoenix inheritance, joined forces to put an end to the war. At this point, the world was at peace. "

"But since the catastrophe that the Phoenix clan experienced thousands of years ago, the spiritual energy in this world has become thinner and thinner, and there are fewer and fewer great powers that can ascend. It is estimated that war will break out in the world of cultivation in the near future. However, this is also a hundred years. That's what happened later."

"That's it." Thatcher Feng felt a little depressed after hearing this. His feet that were dangling were placed on the steps, and his whole body drooped.