Chapter 295: [The sorrow of death]
Across the front of them is a bridge.
The bridge was built from the edge of the cliff and continued to extend towards the end of the sky. At a very far distance, there is a suspended Lingbi stone gate. The naked eye can't estimate how big it is. It stands in the clouds, and the thunderstorms and torrential rains can't extinguish the scarlet flames that radiate around it.
"Is the Master respected? You told us before, long time ago, the demons were chaos, and after Chen Shanggong helped the Fuxi to smash the konjac, the Mozus were expelled from the world, and they hoped to converge."
Stepping on the fairy hand, looking at the magnificent stone door in the distance, said: "The devil is defeated and defeated. After returning to the demon domain, he was ashamed of the defeat. The following orders sealed all the doors of the world. Since then, it has not been with the world."
He paused and continued: "But there is no absolute thing, just in case, the demon remains the last port... it is this."
A thunder and lightning flashed.
"The door to the road."
But Chu’s gaze is not at the door of the martyrdom. Since he came here, he has been staring at the Tongtian Giant Bridge, which is close to the magical domain and the mountains of the dead.
When he saw the bridge, he was surprised first, then his face was pale, and in the end his whole person seemed to be very broken, almost madly broken.
He jerked his head: "Mini rain, are you crazy?!! This bridge..."
"This bridge is so spectacular." Ming Ming will take a panoramic view of Chu's reaction. Stepping on the fairy is still a slight smile, raising his eyelids and knowingly ask, "What's wrong with you? Don't like it?"
……like?
In front of this five-foot-wide long bridge, there is no half-wood and half-nail. From beginning to end, it is made up of people's body!
Those corpses are stacked one on top of the other, hanging over the sky, and rolling over into a bridge of dead people who can't see their heads. There are men and women in the body, old and young, densely stalked like ants, and lead directly to the door of the magical world of the magnificent situation. How many? It is incalculable at all.
"Since it is the door of the martyrdom, there must be a road to martyrdom."
Stepping on the fairy is indifferent, it seems that these dead bodies and the stones coming from the roadside, there is no difference between the wooden piles in the forest. Then he whistled, and the long bridge suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light. It seemed that something was coming towards them from the far end.
"In fact, there are some secrets about the devil world. The master is not clear." After completing these things, Teng Xianjun smiled and smiled at Chu Yuning. "If you don't give up, the disciple will say something to the teacher."
Chu nightning: "..."
"The Master only knows that when Fuxi and the Devils fought in the same year, Gou Chen went to the palace to defect, creating the first "sword" between Futian and Futian. But I don't know that the demon was resentful and deliberately retaliated against Chen Shanggong. Although he has no way to take the Lord of the Armed Forces, he can punish him to the people of Gou Chen. He has expelled his mothers from the Devil."
Stepping on the sleeve of the fairy, looking at the distant blue light, the voice is low.
"The Mozu has been overbearing since ancient times. It is because of this powerful blood, which makes them consume huge amounts of energy. Only by continuously feeding the grain and fish that grow in the devil world can they support their spiritual cores to flow normally."
"After the mother of the Shanggong Palace was in the world, because the long-term lack of proper food, the spiritual core gradually began to shrink and change. In the end, most of them became the waste of the hands-free chicken. The only thing they have in their bodies. The characteristics of the Mozu are just the flesh that is suitable for practice and breeding."
Speaking of this, stepping on the fairy, and looking back to see Chu Ning: "Master should know, what is the origin of the family?"
"..." Even if I don't want to answer, but it matters, Chu Xiening is silent for a moment, biting his teeth, "Sphenoidal beauty seat?"
"Not bad." Stepping on the fairy to smile and smile, "It is the skeletal beauty seat."
"The sphenoidal beauty is also a very powerful demon. The devil has evolved into a meditation in the long years. The body that is suitable for double repair and the strong spiritual core can make their children stretch, and the generation is stronger. A generation. But the door of the Devil is closed, they are no longer able to supply spiritual power, so the powerful spiritual core no longer exists, they only have a spiritual body."
"Of course." It seems to be remembered who, stepping on the black scorpion of Xianjun seems to have a moment of gloom, "there are also the outstanding appearance of the Mozu."
These need not be said by him, Chu nightning is also clear.
There are only two kinds of views on the beauty seat in the comprehension world: the meat that can be eaten, and the double repair stove that is used to sleep.
Before the Xuanyuan auction, Song Qiutong was taken as a lottery, isn't it because of this? Even Jiang Yan, who is still a reasonable person, will not look at the beauty seats as living people, let alone other monks who are not good at character.
"A good face and a seductive body, if it is on the strong, it is a icing on the cake." Stepping said, it seems that there is no such thing as a night.
After a while, I continued: "But if these two things appear on the weak, it is the feathers in the snow, the white fox in the night. It is bound to be violated and slaughtered."
The blue light in the distance is still slowly approaching, close to...
Stepping Xianjun said: "The sphenoid bones still retain the power of the demon, and can coexist with mortals. But slowly, the strength is getting weaker and weaker, and finally almost completely annihilated. The result is as you and I saw, at the beginning of that Hongmeng In the ages, the weak flesh and the strong food, the pure sphenoidal beauty mat quickly disappeared. The rest of those who want to protect themselves can only conceal their identity."
"...how to hide."
"Hey, this is the first time you have asked this thing since you met." Stepping Xianjun turned his eyes and said faintly. "It is very simple. You should remember when Song Qiutong was crying. Tears are golden. This is the devil." The characteristics of the family, if you want to conceal your identity, it will be fine without tears."
Chu night Ning did not say anything.
It’s easy to say without tears, but it’s not an easy task.
The sphenoidal beauty seats are amazingly born, and they are all looks out in the crowd. If they cause doubts, the monks have the means to force them to cry.
"Those beauty seats that have not been discovered can survive. Some of them live in seclusion, and some choose to marry mortals. Those who are married to mortals, sometimes give birth to children, sometimes with the devil, sometimes with people. If it is with the devil, It is very difficult for a child to control himself. He is aggrieved by tears and is seen as golden. Then adults and children will suffer from disaster. If you follow, there is nothing to be happy because the blood still exists. In their bodies, it is impossible to say which generation will give birth to a sphenoidal beauty seat."
Listening to him, Chu nightning suddenly remembered a person, so he frowned slightly and said three words.
"Song Xing Shi..."
"Oh, the star of the sacred sacred songs moved hundreds of years ago." Stepping Xianjun nodded. "Yes, in the process of proliferating, there will occasionally be very lucky children, they are exactly the same as ordinary people, crying When you stay, you don't have golden tears. The body doesn't have obvious characteristics. Even because the blood is mixed properly, you can quickly produce the spiritual core. The spiritual power does not lose the pure demon. But this may be minimal. After the millennium has passed, the sphenoidal beauty seat that has reached the guru's ability can be counted with one hand."
He said, he also extended his five narrow fingers, and some sarcasm seemed to be interesting to shake in front of his eyes.
After a while, then said: "So, this is a precarious situation, many skeletal beauty seats are thinking about going back to the devil world. As long as they go back, they will never have to worry about life, never cry in life. No longer have to worry about being sold as a stove or dismantling soup. In the year of war, when people are crazy looking for a beauty seat to make a living, they don’t have to scratch their faces, worrying about beautiful skins will kill them. The disaster."
He whispered for so long, and the blue light in the distance was finally blurred to see a shadow. It seemed that five horses were riding a rut and galloping from the road of the road.
Stepping on the fairy road: "However, it is not so easy to return to the demon world. The demon statue and the hook-up palace have **** hatred. In his eyes, the hook-up palace is a traitor and rebelled against the gods. So The veins of this strain are connected to the nine ethnic groups, and they cannot be turned over for generations. Of course, he is not willing to let the fallen beauty seats return to their hometowns."
"..."
The heavy rain is still rushing underground, and the world is wet and humid.
Stepping on the horse looked at the carriage from far and near, and it took a long time to continue: "Until the first generation of the demon annihilation, the second generation of the devil will succeed, the new emperor will be slightly loose."
Chu night Ning eyes slightly moving: "He allowed the beauty to return to the devil?"
"Allow." Stepping Xianjun smiled. "But, as the teacher saw, he set a natural barrier that cannot be used without a ban. If those beauty seats want to go home, they must do it. ""
Chu night Ning’s heart is tight, and the vagueness has already understood the truth of the matter.
Stepping on the smattering of the corpse bridge in front of him, he said: "Look at the road of martyrdom in front of you. It is the only bridge that can connect the entrance to the world of the devil. This bridge must be lived. If you voluntarily sacrifice, you can slowly go down."
He smiled and laughed: "The willingness to sacrifice his life to pave the way for others, find one is lucky, find five is lucky, find one hundred that is called hell. Live well, who will volunteer for the devil After you go home and die?"
Chu nightning raised his eyes: "So, you will treasure the game."
Stepping Xianjun did not think that he would pick up the words. After a moment, he showed his sensation: "Not bad."
He turned to look at this magnificent road of martyrdom, and his eyes gradually began to rise: "These people, this is the place where they used their precious games to confuse their minds and make them willing to sacrifice."
"...how many people have you killed?"
Stepping on the fairy, turning the eyes, the black and purple 瞳 幽 gaze at him, half a sigh, spit out two words: "All."
"...!"
"Almost all."
The bridge in front of me seems to have no end, no boundlessness, everything seems to be quiet in the rain, and it seems that the ghosts are screaming and crying in hoarseness and pleading for mercy.
Chu nightning is not chilling.
"Do you know how long the bridge is?" Waiting for the late night of the answer, he said calmly, "Tian Xianjun said calmly, "this seat almost killed all the people in the red dust, and I am afraid that even if I live, I will not even have 10,000. It’s here. But the bridge is filled with more than half of it – the rest, even if the last 10,000 people are killed, can’t be filled.”
"..." Chu Xi Ning is almost a cold tooth, "So, to open the door to life and death?"
"You can always think of the worst answer at once." Stepping Xian faintly said, "Yes, you must open the door to life and death, and then get enough precious pieces from another world to complete this road." ”
The rain falls on the estuary, and they are not in a hurry. They look at each other, their brown eyes are staring at the purple and black, and finally the thunder is broken with the sorrow of the late night.
"You are crazy!"
Stepping in the purple electric lightning is just a sneer: "This seat knows that you will be this reaction." He said, turning his eyes away, the car and horse are approaching, and gradually can recognize the details.
"Time and space, Jane Chess." He paused. "It is better to have a rebirth. When someone does all this, the door of the Devil will open again. They can all return to their homeland."
"..." Chu Xiaoning was shaking, and anger and sorrow almost made him unable to say anything.
"You must ask, why do you have to break these bans, and the sorcerer will allow them to go home?" Stepping Xian faintly looked at the getting closer and closer, rare and understanding. "It's actually very simple." The three major bans were created by Chen Shanggong, which represented the ability of the Mozu to pass through the sky, but in the end it was regarded as the source of disaster. Please refrain from banned the smashing of the reel.
He paused a little and then continued: "The beauty of the family is guilty of the crime of detaining, naturally it is also a sign that they are not in line with the Gou Chen, and they must stand on the opposite side of the palace and violate the Fuxi Tianwei. forgive."
Suddenly a horseshoe squat, the five devils Tianma broke out from the flame of the road, greeted the hurricane and rain in the world, and stood proudly in front of the bridge.
Stepping on the black robes of the fairy, flying forward, touched a scorpion's Tianma, and looked at the late night of the Chu: "Broken ban, violated the hook on the palace, vowed to be an enemy of Fuxi. Hua Binan’s all things are for the beauty of the family. Does the Master understand it at the moment?”