Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 54
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Liulitian, Bihaiyunguang Palace.
Phoenix pushed open the gate of several meters high and crossed the threshold of gilt gold inlaid with jade. In front of it, a very high lobby paved with bronze and gold bricks opened. The statues of Buddhas and gods at the front may smile or be angry, with different expressions. , The golden body is majestic and towering, straight into the sky.
This tall, majestic golden light is thick, like a **** that will overwhelmingly collapse at any time, just one glance makes people feel terrified, as if as long as you don't kneel down and take refuge wholeheartedly, the next moment King Kong will be angry and thunderous. Squeeze your head to pieces, liver and brain.
The phoenix walked through the dauntingly empty golden-brick lobby, stood in front of one of the statues of the venerable, and took the incense to pray, stepping back.
The Venerable is like a golden light in front of him, slowly outlines a ten-foot-tall lotus platform in the void, on which sits the majestic Venerable Bati with his hands folded.
"You are finally here, King Phoenix." The venerable sits upright, leaning slightly and saying: "I thought you would never return to heaven again. Then Zhou Hui is waiting for you outside?"
He didn't use "that monster" but directly called Zhou Hui's name, making the phoenix's eyes move slightly, and he also replied: "Yes. Some time ago, because of King Asura's rudeness, I misunderstood the will of the Venerable. ……"
Venerable Bati waved his hand to show that it’s okay: "So your Highness came back to Liulitian to see me, is it because you found something strange about yourself?"
Phoenix remained silent for a moment, seemingly hard to speak.
"I have a bad temper recently and suddenly lost my mind. One day I even wanted to kill Zhou Hui..."
It was on the bed late one night, and Phoenix was confused in the fierce collision. Suddenly, there was a strong irritability in his heart without warning, which instantly turned into a stream of fire and passed through the limbs, causing him to open his eyes suddenly.
Actually, Phoenix has a very high tolerance for pain. In a fiery hug that is close to the skin, he can endure the severe pain silently, without even making a sound. However, at that moment, the anger that burst out suddenly couldn't even be controlled by himself, as if someone suddenly controlled his body and pushed Zhou Hui in an instant.
Zhou Hui didn’t realize what was going on, and immediately rushed to catch him, hoarsely asking: "Does it hurt? How much?"
Phoenix stared straight at him, trying to say something, but the next moment he lost consciousness.
When he regained his sanity, he saw the bed overturned and the floor was messed up. The cabin was almost destroyed. With a knife in his hand, Zhou Hui pressed it tightly to the ground and grabbed his wrist. His whole body was covered with cold sweat almost soaking through his robe.
"What...what's going on?" Phoenix said blankly, and then noticed that Zhou Hui had a few long scratches on his chest to abdomen, with deep bones visible. He almost grabbed his internal organs, blood mixed with broken pieces. The meat flowed all over the place.
Phoenix Huo Ran turned over and sat up: "Zhou Hui! What's wrong with you? What is going on?!"
Zhou Hui was holding the wound with one hand, holding him in his arms, shaking and patted his back soaked in cold sweat: "It's okay, you just passed out... it's okay, it's okay..."
Afterwards, Phoenix learned that after losing consciousness that night, he suddenly started attacking Zhou Hui madly, with fierce tricks and a dull face, like a doll manipulated by humans. Everything was done without consciousness. from.
If Zhou Hui reacted a little bit slower, he would have become a corpse now.
Zhou Hui recovered from the injury for a while, but didn't say anything. Every day, he changed his way to make the dull Phoenix happy. He didn't seem to take this matter to his heart. A few days later, he rebuilt the cabin, and carried dozens of huge logs from the Red Devil Forest to chop, saw, and build in order to prove the little injury to the Phoenix. It's nothing at all, it's almost healed.
In his performance, although Phoenix was frightened, he could barely keep calm on the surface.
Until late at night a few days ago, the same thing happened again.
Phoenix language is unclear, and it does not say under what circumstances each loss of sanity occurs. Venerable Bati didn’t ask much, he pondered for a moment and said: “The last time I told His Highness to return to Mount Xumi, it was because I remembered related questions... If I’m not mistaken, when your soul is weak to a certain extent, The mind may be controlled by another person."
He didn't say who it was, but Phoenix understood instantly, his face changed suddenly: "He wants to kill Zhou Hui?"
Venerable Bati closed his eyes and did not answer.
"No, if Sakyamuni deliberately wants to kill Zhou Hui, it's easy to do, why use this method?!"
The hall fell into silence, and the Venerable was silent for a long while, as if he wanted to speak and then stopped.
"...I don't know," he finally admitted: "I have cultivated Buddha for thousands of years, and I have deeply felt the heart of the Buddha, but since the last time the Buddha entered Bu Zhou Mountain and brought you back to the 33rd Heaven, I feel more and more , Buddha seems to be more and more different..."
The Venerable paused and said: "Especially...in matters related to your Highness."
The Phoenix was slightly startled.
The sandalwood incense lingers in the temple, like invisible clouds. The Temple of Heaven’s Path has always been resplendent and radiant. The White Mountains and Black Waters of the Four Evil Paths can’t be compared with it. Zhou Hui’s simple cabin on Buzhou Mountain, in front of such a rich and solemn pagoda, is estimated to be even qualified to be a hut. No.
However, when Phoenix stood on the pure gold floor tiles covering the entire Buddhist hall, surrounded by precious sandalwood that is rare in the world, he felt cold all over.
"Excuse me," the Venerable said gently, "His Royal Highness moved the mortal heart. Does he really love the **** demon, or is it because he is outside of cause and effect, is it because of your destiny?"
At that moment, what suddenly appeared in Phoenix’s mind was not the eternal wind and snow at the top of Xuebaoshan Temple, but the desolate flat ground of Buzhou Mountain, the simple hut full of red Shura flowers, and one after another in pain A fiery and true hug.
"...I don't know," Phoenix murmured, "I still... don't know."
Venerable looked at the phoenix on the ground. Such a person with great wisdom and great perfection has always been full of compassion in his eyes, but the confusion at the moment is no less than that of Phoenix.
"Your Majesty, if you insist on staying in hell, it may cause even more unpredictable consequences. If you are controlled again, it is very likely that you will miss Zhou Hui and kill you; and if Zhou Hui hurts you in self-defense, you will be The scourge was directly split into powder." The Venerable said with a sigh, and said: "For the sake of this plan, you might as well go back to Mount Xumi to calm the storm. If you really can't find a solution in the future, you can seal the six senses. Isolating the soul can also eliminate the possibility of being controlled... how?"
Phoenix stood blankly for a while, her mind blank.
For a while, he whispered: "I will think about it again."
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Beyond Bihaiyunguang Palace, Jiuzhang High Platform.
Zhou Hui sat on the white jade steps, holding his forehead in one hand and a knife in the other, absent-mindedly looking at the churning clouds under his feet.
The silver-haired Snow Mountain Goddess in Jinyi came slowly from under the steps. When she passed Zhou Hui, she paused, her eyes flowed, and she smiled and asked: "Waiting for the Phoenix King?"
Zhou Hui recognized her as the woman who stood on the tower on the battlefield. He also knew that she was said to have a marriage contract with Phoenix, so he lazily picked out: "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, just look at what the **** demon is like." The Snow Mountain Goddess looked at Zhou Hui up and down, her eyes lingering on his sturdy shoulders and arms, and smiled: "I have been to the sea of hell, too. I know that only women in the Ashura tribe are enchanting and charming, and most of the men are ugly, but I didn’t expect monsters to grow up to be so handsome...Have you seen an Ashura girl?"
"I have seen it, how?"
The goddess has a slightly teasing tone: "How does it compare to me?"
Speaking of which, those who don't understand are fools.
Zhou Hui's first reaction was actually absurd, but then, the speculation and cunning in the monster's instinct made him pass through an almost impossible plan.
"...Asura Dao is, in the final analysis, Demon Dao," he paused, and said lazily: "You are a goddess of heaven, why compare with them?"
The Snow Mountain Goddess Xianxiansu touched the corner of her eyes, as if she heard her most satisfactory answer, showing a charming and charming smile.
"You can talk. No wonder King Phoenix... You know? You have a good vision. King Phoenix's soul is so pure and perfect for cultivation. Even people of my level are sometimes greedy. ."
She leaned over and stared at Zhou Hui's eyes at close range, showing a delicate breast from this angle, which was so dazzling white:
"Because of this, Mount Xume will not let the Phoenix King stay in **** for too long. You must be prepared-hurry up and practice your practice, handsome guy."
Zhou Hui's eyes changed slightly, but she only blinked at herself provocatively, got up and passed by.
Zhou Hui's eyebrows jumped, and he turned his head suddenly. Sure enough, he saw that Venerable Bati had disappeared in the distant Buddhist hall, and Phoenix was looking back at all this.
There is no expression on his face, but the scene just now must be in full view.
Ona, the goddess of the snow mountain, stepped across the high threshold of the Buddhist hall, curling up towards the Phoenix Ming King. She seemed to say something with a smile, and Phoenix looked at Zhou Hui and shook his head.
The goddess did not change her face, smiled and continued to persuade. It was about half a cup of tea before Phoenix nodded and replied briefly, and walked past her out of the Buddhist hall.
Zhou Hui looked behind him, just as the Snow Mountain Goddess looked at her, revealing a confident and provocative smile.
"I just..." Zhou Hui stepped forward to explain, but was interrupted by Phoenix: "I may need to go back to Mount Xumi."
From the corner of Zhou Hui's eye, he caught a glimpse of the goddess of the Snow Mountain not far away, his face changed slightly: "Why?"
His worries were actually obvious, but Phoenix was full of thoughts and did not notice his reaction.
"...There is something on Mount Xumi..." He said softly, "I have to solve it before I can return to hell..."
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The year Phoenix returned to Mount Xumi, many things happened.
In fact, for a person like Phoenix who can kneel down for hundreds of years, there is no difference between days and years. For him, the years are chaotic and static. He often ignores the passage of time in his meditation. Anyway, he is the only person in the temple. Even if he does not appear for hundreds or even thousands of years, no one will notice his disappearance.
However, for Zhou Hui, the smoke and absurdity of that year were unforgettable.
The past between him and the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti happened in this year, and it quickly achieved the result he wanted-Shakti proposed to King Jung III to revoke the marriage contract with King Phoenix and remarry Hell of blood.
Before the King of King Jiang III had time to be furious, the news spread all over the 33rd heaven. King Phoenix blatantly lowered real fire from the top of the glacier and burned the temple of Shakti.
——This is simply beyond everyone's expectations.
Phoenix Mingwang, this person who lives high in the forbidden mountain and only has a sense of existence when he clears the hell; this legend is as silent, firm and indifferent as the Eternal Glacier, who often does not speak a word for hundreds of thousands of years ; Because of this incident, he was able to fall into anger, and without saying a word, burned down the palace that symbolized the heavenly status of the goddess of the Snow Mountain.
After that, King Phoenix once again went down to Mount Xumi and decisively left the 33rd Heaven.
According to legend, when King Phoenix left, King Jiang III took him with the goddess of the Snow Mountain and blocked him on the silver sea of Phu Po Ti Island. At that time, the sea was smoky and the silver light was shining, and the phoenix stepped on the lotus flower and confronted the two kings and goddess of the snow mountain, and asked coldly: "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Hui raised his foot and walked towards 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 from the side, and her heart was almost nameless. Lending her another brain, she couldn't imagine that this handsome, cold, moody man looked like this in front of King Phoenix Ming, it was like a completely changed person!
Jian III saw that it was wrong, and immediately stepped forward to block the goddess of the Snow Mountain, and barely suppressed his anger and looked straight at King Phoenix: "Phoenix! You burned Shakti’s temple without authorization. I came here today to ask you about this. How do you plan to explain? You think the Phoenix Temple is high in the forbidden area, and our five tantric kings cannot be burned back, right?!"
Zhou Hui wanted to say something, but Phoenix interrupted him: "Yes."
"You--!"
"I burned it, what about you?"
Phoenix's tone is unscrupulous, and he is almost different from his usual taciturn appearance.
Jiang III was unable to come to Taiwan in front of Zhou Hui. He was anxious for a while, and then angrily said: "You left Mount Xume privately and destroyed the Snow Mountain Temple. This thing can’t be forgotten! If you dare to rebel Buddha’s decree, today’s situation must be absolutely nothing good!"
"——Oh, what's wrong?"
Jiang III thought for a while and said: "Unless you go back to Mount Xume now and ask the Buddha to burn the temple, I can also drop the sky thunder. By then, the sky will be covered with charcoal, don't blame me really—"
A light and slightly mocking smile flashed through Phoenix's eyes.
He stretched out his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and layers of blood appeared on the surface of the hazy sea. In the deep sea, the ancient phoenix neighed all over the world, and huge black shadows slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, causing a frightening dull shock.
"How is it really?" Phoenix asked.
Countless black shadows appeared under his fair skin, as if chains with magical power appeared in his body, the eyes faintly glowed with green light, and the fascinating beauty was trembling.
Zhou Hui has never seen a phoenix like this, and he can't help showing a look of astonishment that is hard to hide.
And King Ming, the third king, took a half step back.
"Extremely, extremely evil..." He whispered softly, with an obvious ending in disbelief: "You are crazy, you dare to sacrifice the extremely evil...!"
"I tolerated it for so long that you all thought I was weak and could take my things unscrupulously..."
Phoenix raised her head, her long hair broke free in the strong wind, and her broad robe was violently lifted like wings. Lightning flashed down in the sky, igniting huge waves to the sky on his body by the surrounding sea. Countless blue currents flashing in the white water like tens of thousands of small snakes rushed away, instantly covering the entire sea.
"What I deserve," Phoenix raised his head slightly, with a stubborn expression: "It's mine."
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the Emperor Ming Wang instantly pulled the Snow Mountain Goddess and flew back——
However, it was too late, Wanjun Lightning followed what he pointed out, like a fierce dragon of light, rushing out!
Phoenix Ming Wang came out very evil, and he was defeated in the East China Sea of Phoebe Island and was defeated to the third king. The tsunami even shook the foot of Mount Xumi, thousands of miles away.
Then Phoenix left the 33rd Heaven and once again descended to Hell and Fuzhou Mountain.
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When Phoenix returned to the small wooden house in Buzhou Mountain, he had already recovered his calm. His white robe was soaked by the sea water, and he was entangled with his black hair and clung to him tightly. He looked very thin, and only bones could be seen on his shoulders.
He sat on the bed with knees bent, motionless, like a beautiful and lifeless statue like ice and snow.
Zhou Hui took the dry cloth and handed it to him, but he didn't react at all. Zhou Hui then gently took off his wet robe, and he did not resist, so he smoothly put on dry clothes in silence.
That was Zhou Hui's gray robe, which looked particularly large on Phoenix, and a particularly protruding collarbone appeared in the neckline. Zhou Hui took a dry cloth and wiped his hair slowly, very careful not to involve the hair, and asked: "Does it hurt?"
The Phoenix shook his head.
"You...have nothing to say to me?"
Phoenix was silent for a long time, until Zhou Hui thought he would not speak anymore, then he heard him gently ask: "Do you like Shakti?"
Zhou Hui put down the cloth, half-kneeled in front of Phoenix, looked up at him and said seriously: "I hope you don't marry her, I love you, and don't want you to return to heaven..."
Phoenix's eyes have long tails, slightly raised, and they look very squiggly when they turn. But when he stared at a thing quietly, he was often very focused, as if there was nothing in the world except this thing at this moment.
There is no smoke, no murderous aura.
This kind of gaze makes it easy to forget that he emptied the sea of blood, trampled hell, and shot the Great Asura with an arrow; so focused and calm gaze, it is easy for people to fall deeply into it. Go in, as if even the soul is drowning in it.
Zhou Hui stared at him intently, holding the wet hands, as solemnly as when proposing that day, and asked: "You...Do you love me, my highness?"
Do you love me? Phoenix thought.
How long can that kind of thing called □□ Yi remain in the bleak reality full of mess?
A deep weakness suddenly struck my heart, just like the languidness of fate that lingered in the shadow of his lonely destiny before he met Zhou Hui.
Phoenix closed his eyes lightly.
He made a terrible appearance to Shake in front of Zhou Hui. Originally, he had the urge to throw a broken jar. After waking up, he wanted to test Zhou Hui’s views, but suddenly he felt unnecessary. Up.
Zhou Hui watched the Phoenix's expression closely, and at this moment finally couldn't help but ask: "Do you still care about the Snow Mountain Goddess? If this is the case, I can go to Mount Xumi now--"
"...No," Phoenix paused and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter."
Anyway...it won't always be mine, he thought.
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Phoenix finally gave up the slow process of cultivating the soul, and after arriving at Mount Bu Zhou again, he began to block the six senses to resist the mental control from the colorless sky.
Until a long time later, that was an unbearable memory in Zhou Hui's life.
It’s not that the Phoenix has no communication with him like a corpse. In fact, the Phoenix Closed Six Senses is on the bed most of the time. Although the platform is still there, the whole person is muddled, like a submissive puppet doll. At his mercy.
Zhou Hui didn't say anything, but in fact he felt very uncomfortable.
He didn’t know why Phoenix would agree to him, why he would descend from the high mountain temple to the Four Evil Dao for him, for him to endure the hot, chaotic, dark life of **** and blood; just like he doesn’t know why Phoenix would rather prefer Close the five senses, silently and docilely, and endure his apparently unwelcome closeness.
The only thing that comforted him was that Phoenix still relied on his embrace, and even thirsted for fiery skin contact even more than before.
Sometimes watching him fall asleep with his eyes closed, Zhou Hui may even have an illusion, as if he actually wants to stay by his side. It seemed that he even cherished the little pain he gave.
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The fact that the phoenix showed a terrible look on the east sea of Phu Po Ti Island unexpectedly did not attract thunder, and even a splash of water did not start.
After King Jiang III took the Snow Mountain Goddess back to Mount Xumi, this incident was like being suddenly covered up, and there was no news at all.
However, Zhou Hui was not naive enough to think that this incident would be over--he even had the mental preparation to bring the Phoenix to the End of the World. But when he carefully probed Phoenix's thoughts, he felt that he actually didn't care much about what kind of punishment he would incur.
He seems to really not care.
Until a long time later, Zhou Hui felt that Phoenix paid very little attention to things around him, as if he had no particular interest in anything, and only immersed himself in his secret and peaceful inner world. He had doubts about this, was irritable, and tried to force the Phoenix out of the invisible world with fierce or even violent means, but the situation has only slightly improved, and the problem has not been fundamentally solved.
——He tried to remember when this situation started, and he thought of the above time.
After a brief eruption, Phoenix's emotions quickly turned into cold ashes. It seemed that the outbreak had already burned all his enthusiasm, and I don't know how much was left, and it was properly hidden deep in his heart where no one knew, carefully, no one would be seen.
"Come on if the day comes," facing Zhou Hui's inquiries, he only lowered his eyes and said: "It's nothing more than killing me, I can still Nirvana, so... it doesn't matter."
However, Zhou Hui could not face this matter with such a negative attitude.
After Nirvana, the phoenix formed a jade fetus and was born and grew up again. Everything in the previous life was turned to ashes, and he might no longer know who he was.
Zhou Hui tightly protected the phoenix. Whether it was when the six senses were closed and hazy, or when he was sober and capable of autonomy, he was forcibly tied to him, and he was immediately found out of sight, as if he was afraid of him. Suddenly one day he will be lost and never come back again.
Phoenix didn't resist. Many times he sat on the wooden platform at the door, tilted his head, watching Zhou Hui's busy schedule, his gaze followed the man quietly, and sometimes he could even watch it all day.
Zhou Hui was afraid that he would feel bored and bored. After all, the **** sky was hazy, the air was pungent, and the mountain was close to the sea of blood, and there were often ugly and strange monsters biting **** flesh and running up; however, the Phoenix was not a fan of all this. Very indifferent, he was only attentive when looking at Zhou Hui, as if he was very interested in what he did.
Once Zhou Hui hit a roe deer owl and came back for roasting. Phoenix sat on the side and propped his head. After a long while, he suddenly asked: "Why don't you eat raw food?"
Zhou Hui is essentially **** demon, and **** demon eats raw meat directly. However, if you eat too much raw meat, the whole body will reveal a strong **** smell, which is very unpleasant like rust. Later, if Phoenix comes to Zhoushan, he will learn to make fire and eat cooked food like the human world.
"I always bake it," Zhou Hui lied: "Eating raw meat is something low-level hells can do."
The phoenix uttered silently and nodded.
He stared at the raw meat rolling over the fire, seeming a little curious. Zhou Hui remembered that he hadn't drank a sip of water or eaten anything since he came to Zhoushan. Suddenly he was a little worried and asked: "Do you want to taste it?"
Phoenix seemed hesitant.
"The roe deer owl meat is very tender, it's okay, just taste it, and vomit it out if you can't swallow it."
Zhou Hui picked a piece of the most tender meat from the belly of the roe deer, cut a small piece with a knife and handed it to him. Phoenix didn't reach out, and sniffed with the tip of his nose. It seemed that he couldn't adapt. After hesitating for a while, he tried to pick it into his mouth with his teeth.
The next second he directly vomited the meat out of his mouth, pressed his mouth hard, and suddenly buried his face in his knees.
Zhou Hui rushed up to straighten his face, took the water and rinsed his mouth, but Phoenix shook his head flushed and refused. For a long time, he waited for the smell in his mouth to dissipate, then glanced at the meat on the ground, and said sadly: "I'm sorry, I can't adapt to this..."
Zhou Hui's heart suddenly sank, but said nothing, and leaned over to kiss the sideburn of Phoenix.
We must move away from the **** road, he thought.
However, Zhou Hui has lived in Hell Road for many years, and moving away is not something that can be done in a few days. What’s even more difficult is that the environment of the Hungry Ghost Dao and the Animal Dao may not be comparable to hell. The human world is full of smoke and people are not living, and Ashura Dao will never accept a **** demon who has been cultivated into a human body without precedent; for the present plan, there is only one. local.
——The Way of Heaven.
There are many gaps in time and space at the junction of the Heavenly Dao and the Four Evil Dao. For example, the lowermost layer of the Thirty-Three Heavens, the glazed sky, outside the Tiangong is deserted and is a good place to hide.
Zhou Hui made the decision to go north to Liulitian, and Phoenix accepted it without any doubt.
Later recalled this relocation. It should be the first step for Zhou Hui and Tiandao to reach a compromise with each other. The idea was not incorrect; however, Zhou Hui regretted it at the time because it almost caused the Phoenix to kill. disaster.
——Because of the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti, she followed immediately.