Lantern: Reflection Of The Peach Blossoms - Chapter 54

Liulitian, Bihai Yunguang Palace.

The phoenix pushed the gate of the palace up to several feet long, crossed the threshold of gilt inlaid jade, and opened a very large lobby with copper cast gold bricks in front of it. Majestic towering, straight into the sky.

This tall and majestic golden light is like a **** that will be overwhelming at any time. Just look at it and it will make people feel terrified. It seems that as long as you don’t bend your knees and kneel and convert with all your heart, the next moment will be Vajra. Pressed to crush the bones, liver and brain smeared.

The phoenix walked through the open and intimidating BRIC lobby, standing in front of one of the statues of Venerables, worshipped incense, and took a half step back.

The Venerable, like the former golden light, slowly outlined a lotus stand in the void, sitting on top of the Venerable Venerable Venerable with his hands together.

“You are finally here, King Phoenix.” His Holiness sat down and bowed slightly, saying, “I thought you would never return to Heaven, then Zhou Hui was waiting for you outside?”

He did not use “the monster” but called Zhou Hui’s name directly, and made Phoenix’s eyes move a little, and he also responded with a salute: “Yes. Some time ago, because King Asura was impolite, I misunderstood the Venerable Will…”

Venerable Bati waved his hand to show that it was no problem: “So your Highness returned to Liulitian to see me because you found something strange in yourself?”

Phoenix seemed silent for a moment, and it seemed a little difficult to tell.

“I recently had a temper tantrum, a sudden loss of consciousness, and one day I even wanted to put Zhou Hui to death…”

It was on the bed late one night. Phoenix was blurred in the fierce collision. Suddenly, there was no strong sign in his heart. There was a strong irritability, and it instantly turned into a stream of fire through the limbs and bones, making him suddenly open his eyes.

In fact, Phoenix’s tolerance for pain is very high. In the fiery embrace of the skin, he can endure no matter how severe the pain is, even without a sound. But at that moment, the sudden outburst of anger couldn’t even control himself, as if someone suddenly controlled his body, suddenly pushed Zhou Hui behind the scenes (entertainment circle).

Zhou Hui didn’t respond to what was going on, immediately rushed to grab him and asked hoarsely, “Does it hurt? How much does it hurt?”

Phoenix stared straight at him, trying to say something, but he lost consciousness the next moment.

When he recovered his mind, he saw that the bed was overturned, the ground was messy, and the cabin was almost destroyed. While holding the knife in his hand, Zhou Hui pressed tightly to the ground and grabbed his wrist, almost covered with cold sweat.

“Why…what’s going on?” Phoenix said blankly, and then found Zhou Hui’s chest and abdomen had several long scratches, deep bones could be seen, almost grabbed his internal organs, and blood mixed with minced meat. One place.

Phoenix Huo Ran turned and sat up: “Zhou Hui! What’s wrong with you? What’s going on?”

Zhou Hui covered the wound with one hand and held him in his arms with one hand, shaking and patting his back soaked in cold sweat: “It’s okay, you just fainted… it’s okay, it’s okay…”

Afterwards, Phoenix knew that after losing consciousness that night, he suddenly began to attack Zhou Hui like crazy. The tricks were fierce and his face was blank, just like a doll controlled by man. Everything was done without consciousness.

If Zhou Hui’s reaction was a bit slower, it is now a dead body.

Zhou Hui had been wounded for a while, but said nothing. Every day he changed the way to make the dull Phoenix happy. He didn’t seem to care about it. After a few days, he rebuilt the cabin and carried dozens of huge logs from the Red Devil’s Forest. It’s nothing at all, it’s almost healed.

In such a performance, although Phoenix was terrified in his heart, he could barely keep calm on the surface.

Until late at night a few days ago, the same thing happened again.

The Phoenix language is unknown, and it does not say under what circumstances each loss of sanity occurs. Venerable Bhatti didn’t ask much, he pondered for a moment and said: “The last time I told His Royal Highness to return to Xumi Mountain, it was because I remembered the related issues… If I guessed right, when your soul is weak to a certain degree The sanity may be controlled by another person.”

He didn’t say who it was, but Phoenix understood it instantly, and his face suddenly changed: “He wants to kill Zhou Hui?”

Venerable Venti closed his eyes.

“No, if Shakyam was going to kill Zhou Hui, it would be easy. Why use this method?”

The hall fell into silence, His Holiness was silent for a while, and he seemed to stop talking.

“…I don’t know,” he finally admitted: “I have been cultivating Buddha for thousands of years, and I deeply understand the Buddha’s heart, but since the last time the Buddha entered Zhoushan and brought you back to the 33rd heaven, I feel more and more that the Buddha seems What’s more and more different…”

His Holiness paused and said, “Especially… in matters related to your Highness.”

Phoenix was slightly stunned.

Sandalwood lingers in the Buddhist hall, like an invisible cloud of smoke. The Heavenly Taoist Temple has always been splendid and brilliant, and the white mountains and black waters of the four evils can’t be compared with it. Zhou Hui’s humble log cabin on the Zhoushan Mountain, in front of such a rich and solemn pagoda, it is estimated that even the qualification to be a cottage No.

However, when Phoenix stood on the pure gold floor tiles covering the entire temple, and surrounded with precious sandalwood, which is rare in the world, he felt cold all over his body.

“Excuse me,” His Holiness said softly. “His Royal Highness moved his heart, does he really love the devil, or is it because he is free from cause and effect and is the person you are destined for?”

What suddenly appeared in Phoenix’s mind at that moment was not the ancient wind and snow of the Xuebao Mountain Peak Temple, but the desolate flat ground that was not surrounded by mountains, the humble hut full of red asura flowers, and the fierce and real in the pain. Hug.

“…I don’t know,” Phoenix murmured. “I still… I don’t know if I am full of style to Xiaoyuan.”

His Holiness looked at the Phoenix on the ground. Such a person with great wisdom and consummation has always been full of compassion and compassion in his eyes, but the confusion at this moment is not less than half that of Phoenix.

“His Royal Highness, if you insist on staying in hell, it may cause even more unpredictable consequences. If you are controlled again, you may really miss Zhou Hui by mistake; and if Zhou Hui hurts you by defending herself, you will be directly slashed by the Heavens. Become a fan.” His Holiness sighed and said, “For today’s sake, you may wish to return to Xumishan to quell the storm. If you can’t find a solution in the future, you can block the six senses and isolate the soul, It can also eliminate the possibility of being controlled…how?”

Phoenix stood blankly for a while, his heart blank.

After a while he whispered: “I think about it again.”

·

Outside the Bihai Yunguang Palace, Jiuzhang Gaotai.

Zhou Hui was sitting on the white jade steps, holding the forehead in one hand and the knife in the other, absent-mindedly looking at the sea of ​​clouds churning under his feet.

Jinyi silver-haired Snow Mountain Goddess came slowly from under the steps. When passing Zhou Hui, her steps were slightly paused, her eyes flowed, and she smiled and asked, “Waiting for the Phoenix King?”

Zhou Hui recognized that she was the woman standing on the tower on the battlefield that day, and knew that she was said to have a marriage contract with Phoenix. She squinted lazily: “What’s the matter?”

“It’s nothing, just look at how **** looks like.” Snow Mountain Goddess looked at Zhou Hui up and down, his eyes lingering on his sturdy shoulders and arms, and smiled: “I’ve also been to the blood of hell, I know Asura The tribe only has women enchanting, most men are ugly, but I didn’t expect the monster to be so handsome… Have you ever seen an Asura girl?”

“Have you seen it?”

The voice of the goddess slightly teased: “How does it compare with me?”

Speaking of which, I don’t understand any more is a fool.

Zhou Hui’s first reaction was actually ridiculous, but then, the speculation and cunning in the monster instinct made him pass through an almost impossible plan.

“…Asura’s Dao is ultimately the Devil’s Dao,” he paused and said lazily: “You are a goddess of heaven, why compare with them?”

The snow mountain goddess fibrillated fingers touched the corners of her eyes, and seemed to hear the most satisfactory answer, revealing a charming and charming smile.

“You can talk, no wonder you touched the Phoenix Mingwang…you know? You have a good vision, the soul of the Phoenix Mingwang is so flamboyant, and he is very good at spiritual practice, and even people of my level are sometimes greedy.”

She leaned over and stared at Zhou Hui’s eyes at close range. This angle revealed a delicate breast, which was dazzlingly white:

“Because of this, Xumishan will not let King Fengming Ming stay in **** for too long, you should be prepared-hurry up and practice well, handsome guy.”

Zhou Hui’s eyes changed slightly, only to see her wink at herself with a very provocative look and get up to pass by.

Zhou Hui bounced his heart and suddenly turned around. Sure enough, he saw that the Venerable Lord in the distant Buddha Hall was gone. Phoenix was looking back at all this.

There was no expression on his face, but the scene just now must be in full view.

The Snow Mountain goddess walked Ena, crossed the high threshold of the Buddhist hall, and walked to the Phoenix Ming King. She seemed to say something with a smile. Phoenix looked at Zhou Hui and shook her head.

The goddess did not change her face, smiled and continued to persuade. It took about half a cup of tea time to see the Phoenix nodded and responded briefly, crossing her out of the temple.

Zhou Hui looked behind him, just when the eyes of the Snow Mountain Goddess turned to reveal a well-thought-out, with a **** and provocative smile.

“I was just…” Zhou Hui Ying stepped forward to explain, but then was interrupted by Phoenix: “I may need to go back to the happy life of the resurrected Cannon Girl of Xumishan.”

Zhou Hui’s eyes glanced at the Snow Mountain Goddess not far away, his face slightly changed: “Why?”

His worries were actually obvious, but Phoenix was very worried and did not notice his reaction.

“…Some things on Mount Xumi…” he said softly, “I have to solve it before I can go back to hell…”

·

When Phoenix returned to Mount Xumi, many things happened.

In fact, for a person like Phoenix who can kneel for hundreds of years, there is no difference between days and years. The years are chaotic and static for him. He often ignores the passage of time in meditation. Anyway, there is only him in the temple. Even if it does not appear for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, no one will notice his disappearance.

However, for Zhou Hui, that year’s wolf smoke and all kinds of absurdity were all unforgettable.

His past with the Snow Mountain goddess Shakti happened in this year, and he quickly reached the desired result-Shakti proposed to King Jiang Sanshi Ming to dissolve his marriage contract with Phoenix Ming Wang and remarry to the sea of ​​hell. .

King Jiangming III hadn’t had time to furious yet. The news spread throughout the thirty-three days. King Fengming suddenly lowered the real fire from the top of the glacier and burned Shakti’s temple.

-This is beyond everyone’s expectations.

Phoenix Mingwang, a person who lives in the forbidden area on the top of the mountain and has a sense of presence only when **** is emptied; this legend is as silent and unrelenting as the ancient glacier, often a person who has not spoken for hundreds of thousands of years; Because of this incident, the anger was lowered, and without saying a word, the palace symbolizing the status of the goddess of the snow mountain was burned out.

Subsequently, the Phoenix Ming King went down to Xumi Mountain again and decided to leave the 33rd Heaven.

Legend has it that when King Fengming Ming left, King III took the Snow Mountain goddess and blocked him on the sky of the silver sea in Fopiti. At that time, there were thousands of miles of smoke and water on the surface of the sea, and the silver light flickered. The phoenix stepped on the lotus to confront the two, the three gods and the snow mountain goddess. They asked coldly: “What are you going to do?”

Zhou Hui walked up to him, but was stopped by Phoenix raising his hand: “It’s none of your business.”

When he said this, his face was cold and expressionless, Zhou Hui immediately stopped and said in vain: “I…”

——The Snow Mountain Goddess stared at Zhou Hui on the side, and her heart was almost unknown. She couldn’t imagine how to borrow her brain, this handsome, ruthless, moody man looks like this in front of the Phoenix Ming King, it seems like a completely different person!

Seeing what was wrong, King III immediately stepped forward to block the Snow Mountain Goddess, barely suppressing his anger and looking straight at the Phoenix Ming King: “Phoenix! You burned the temple of Shakti without permission. I am here today to ask, how do you plan to explain this? ?You think the Phoenix Temple is in a forbidden place, and the five great Ming kings of our Tantra can’t burn it back again, right?”

Zhou Hui wanted to say something again, but Phoenix interrupted him: “Yeah.”

“you–!”

“I just burned, what about you?”

Phoenix’s tone was unscrupulous, and he was almost as indifferent as he usually was.

Jiang San III did not come to Taiwan in front of Zhou Hui. He was anxious and said angrily: “You left Xumi Mountain without permission and destroyed the Snow Mountain Temple. This can’t be the case! If you dare to rebel against Heavenly Dao and Buddhism, Today’s situation must be absolutely wicked!”

“–Oh, what a bad way?”

King III thought for a while and said, “Unless you go back to Xumi Mountain and burn the temple to ask the Buddha for sin, otherwise I can lower the sky. The sky and the sea will be painted with charcoal, don’t blame me for–”

Phoenix’s eyes flashed lightly and slightly ridiculously as a daughter of a little official.

He stretched out his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and suddenly the haze of the sea surface showed layers of blood. The ancient phoenix in the deep sea screamed through the world, and a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, causing a terrifying and shocking shock.

“Really?” Phoenix asked.

Numerous black shadows emerged from his fair skin, as if with magic chains appearing in the body vertically and horizontally, the green light gleamed faintly under his eyes.

Zhou Hui had never seen the appearance of Phoenix, and could not help revealing the stunned color that was difficult to hide.

King Jiang Sanming took a half step back.

“Extremely, extremely evil…” he whispered, and the ending was obviously unbelievable: “You are crazy, you dare to sacrifice extreme evil…!”

“I have tolerated it for so long that you all thought I was weak and could take my things unscrupulously…”

Phoenix raised his head, his long hair broke away from the hair band, and his broad robe was violently scraped like a wing. Lightning came down from the sky, causing him to be blasted into the sky by the surrounding sea, and countless blue currents flashing in the white water like thousands of small snakes, which instantly covered the entire sea.

“What I deserve,” Phoenix raised his head slightly, with a stubborn expression: “It’s mine.”

He reached forward and pointed forward, and King Sanming Ming instantly pulled the goddess of the snow mountain and flew back–

However, it was too late. Wan Jun Lightning followed his instructions, like a fierce light dragon, rushing out of the mountains and out of the sea!

The Phoenix Ming King was extremely evil, and he was defeated in the East China Sea of ​​Zhaovuodizhou III. The tsunami even shook the foot of the Mount Xumi mountain thousands of miles away.

Then Phoenix left the thirty-three days, and once again fell into Hell Mountain.

·

When Phoenix returned to the log cabin in Mount Zhou, he had returned to calm. His white robe was soaked with sea water, and he was entangled with his black hair and pressed tightly to his body. He looked very thin, and his shoulders only saw bones.

He sat on the bed on his knees, motionless, like a beautiful and lifeless statue like ice and snow.

Zhou Hui handed the dry cloth to him, but he didn’t respond at all. Zhou Hui took off his wet robe gently, and he did not resist, so he put on his dry clothes in silence.

It was Zhou Hui’s gray robe, which was especially large on the Phoenix, and the collar was empty and a particularly protruding clavicle was revealed. Zhou Hui slowly wiped his hair with a dry cloth. He was very careful not to touch the hair and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Phoenix shook his head.

“You… don’t have anything to tell me?”

Phoenix stayed silent for a long time. He didn’t listen to him until he thought he would not speak again. “Do you like Shakti?”

Zhou Hui put down the cloth and knelt in front of Phoenix, looking up at him seriously and said, “I hope you don’t marry her, I love you, I don’t want you to go back to heaven…”

Phoenix’s eyes are very long, with a slight pick, and his eyes are stunned when his eyes move. But when he stared at something quietly, he was often very focused, as if nothing else in the world at this moment except this one.

There was no fireworks at all, no murderous at all.

With such a look, it is easy to forget that he emptied the sea of ​​blood, stepped through hell, and shot the king Asura with one arrow; so focused and quiet gaze, it is easy for people to fall into it, as if they couldn’t help themselves. Even the soul will drown in it.

Zhou Hui stared at him intently, holding his wet hands, as solemnly as when he proposed the other day, and asked, “Do you… do you love me, my lord?”

Do you love me? Phoenix wants to cross the dance **** Jia Chong in the Red Mansion.

How long can that kind of thing called □□yi be retained in the bleak reality of the mess?

A deep powerlessness suddenly struck my heart, just like he was lingering on the fate of loneliness day after day in the lonely destiny of Zhou Hui before he knew Zhou Hui.

Phoenix closed his eyes gently.

In front of Zhou Hui, he had a very bad appearance for Shakti sacrifices, which was originally the impulse of holding a broken jar and breaking. After waking up, he wanted to test Zhou Hui’s views, but suddenly, it felt unnecessary.

Zhou Hui closely watched Phoenix’s expression, and finally couldn’t help but ask: “Are you still concerned about the Snow Mountain Goddess? If so, I can go to Xumishan now -”

“…No,” Phoenix paused, whispering, “It doesn’t matter.”

Anyway… it won’t always be mine, he thought.

·

Phoenix finally gave up the slow process of cultivating the soul, and once again came to Mount Zhou, he began to resist the psychic manipulation from the colorless sky by closing the six senses.

Until a long time later, it was an unbearable memory in Zhou Hui’s life.

It’s not that Phoenix hasn’t communicated with him like a corpse. In fact, the Phoenix’s closed six senses are mostly on the bed. Although the Lingtai is still there, the whole person is muddled, like the obedient puppet doll. .

Zhou Hui did not say anything, but in fact he was very uncomfortable.

He didn’t know why Phoenix would promise him, why would he fall from the high mountain temple to the Four Evil Paths for him, and endure the hell, blood, sea, heat, chaos, and dark life for him; just like he doesn’t know today why Phoenix would rather close the five senses, Be silent and docile, and endure the intimacy that he is obviously not welcome.

The only thing that comforted him was that Phoenix still relied on his arms, even craving hot skin more than before.

Sometimes watching him sleep with his eyes closed, Zhou Hui would even have an illusion, as if he actually wanted to be by his side. It seemed that he even cherished even the little pain he gave.

·

The fact that the Phoenix was showing a terrible appearance on the east sea of ​​Zhaofutizhou unexpectedly did not attract thunder condemnation, not even a little splash.

After King Sanshiming returned to Xumi Mountain with the goddess of Snow Mountain, this matter was as if it was suddenly covered by people, and there was no news at all.

However, Zhou Hui was not naive enough to think that this was the end-he even had the mental preparation to carry the Phoenix to the end of the world. But when he carefully explored Phoenix’s thoughts, he felt that he didn’t really care what kind of punishment he would incur.

He doesn’t seem to care.

Until a long time ago, Zhou Hui felt that Phoenix’s attention to the surrounding things was very low, as if he had no special interest in anything, and was only immersed in his secret and peaceful inner world. He had doubts, irritability, and tried to force the Phoenix out of the invisible world with fierce or even violent means, but the situation was only slightly improved, and the problem was not fundamentally solved.

——He tried to recall when this situation started, and thought of this time above.

After a brief eruption, Phoenix’s emotions quickly turned into a cold ashes. It seemed that the outbreak had already burned all his enthusiasm, and I didn’t know how much was left, and it was properly hidden in the depths of my heart. No one knew it. Carefully, no one showed it.

“Come on when there is a day of punishment,” facing Zhou Hui’s inquiry, he only lowered his eyes and said, “It is nothing more than killing me, I can still nirvana, so… it doesn’t matter [rebirth] I will return.”

However, Zhou Hui could not face this matter with his negative attitude.

After Nirvana, the phoenix formed a jade fetus, and was born and raised again. Everything in the previous life was turned into ashes, and probably no longer knew who he was.

Zhou Hui closely protected the phoenix, no matter when the six senses were closed, or when he was conscious and autonomous, he forcibly tied him to his side, and immediately found him slightly out of sight, as if afraid that he would suddenly have Lost for a day, never came back.

Phoenix does not resist. Many times he sits on the wooden platform at the door, tilting his head, watching Zhou Hui busy and busy, his eyes quietly following the man, sometimes even watching it all day.

Zhou Hui is afraid that he will feel bored and bored. After all, the sky of **** is hazy, the air is pungent, and Zhoushan is not close to the sea of ​​blood. There will often be ugly and strange monsters running up and biting **** meat; however, Phoenix is ​​indifferent to all this. He was attentive only when he looked at Zhou Hui, as if he was interested in what he did.

Once Zhou Hui hit a roe deer and came back to roast. Phoenix sat on the side with his head propped up and suddenly asked, “Why don’t you eat raw food?”

Zhou Hui is essentially a **** demon, he eats raw meat directly. But if you eat too much raw meat, the whole body will reveal a thick **** smell, which is very unpleasant like rust. Later, when Phoenix did not come to Zhoushan, he learned how to eat fire and eat cooked food like the human world.

“I always bake it,” Zhou Hui lied: “Eating raw meat is something that low-level **** demons can do.”

Phoenix silently nodded.

He looked at the raw meat rolling up and down the fire, and seemed a little curious. Zhou Hui remembered that he hadn’t had a sip of water since he came to Zhoushan and had eaten anything. Suddenly there was some faint worry, and he asked, “Do you want to try it?”

Phoenix seemed hesitant.

“The roe deer meat is very tender, it doesn’t matter, just take a bite and spit it out if you can’t swallow it.”

Zhou Hui picked up the thinnest piece of fat meat from the roe deer’s abdomen, cut it with a knife and handed it to him. Phoenix didn’t reach for it, sniffed with the tip of his nose, it seemed that he couldn’t adapt to it, hesitated for a moment before he tried to hold his teeth in his mouth.

The next second he spit out the meat directly from his mouth, covered his mouth hard, and buried his face in his knees.

Zhou Hui rushed up to pick up his face and received water to gargle him, but was refused by Phoenix’s blushing head. For a long time, he waited for the taste in his mouth to dissipate, and looked at the meat on the ground again, sadly: “Sorry, I can’t adapt to this…”

Zhou Hui suddenly sank in his heart, but said nothing, leaned over and kissed Phoenix’s temple hair.

He must move out of hell, he thought.

However, Zhou Hui has lived in Hell Road for many years, and it will not take a few days to move away. What is more tricky is that the environment of the hungry ghost road and the beast road may not be comparable to hell. The human world is full of smoke and people do not talk about life. Asura Road can never accept an unprecedented **** demon who has become a human body; for today’s sake, only one local.

-Heavenly way.

There are many space-time gaps at the junction of Tiandao and Sixuedao. For example, the lowest glazed sky in the 33rd heaven, there is no people outside the Tiangong, and it is a good place to hide.

Zhou Hui then made the decision to go north to Liulitian, and Phoenix accepted it without any doubt.

Later, I recalled this relocation, which should be the first step for Zhou Hui and Tiandao to reach a compromise with each other. The idea was not incorrect; however, at that time, Zhou Hui regretted it, because it almost caused the death of Phoenix.

——Because the Snow Mountain goddess Shakti followed immediately.