CHAPTER XXXVIII

"Thou hast angered the heavens, and the heavens will punish them."

The Buddha is a golden-faced benevolent eyebrow, a god, but he only has a golden face, but no charitable eyebrows.

The coolness of the bones hits, and the coolness penetrates the heart and lungs.

This is the punishment of heaven......

Zhou Ying tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to take a look, he didn't want the position of the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, not rare people and people in the world, glory and wealth.

He never had, nor did he wish to have.

He never asked for much.

The only one who has ever been saved is the kitten.

I couldn't open my eyes again, and then a deep gloomy halo came to my face.

He didn't remember where.

He knew the carved beams and paintings, but he had never seen this scene.

A family and a happy family, reunited. He hasn't had, but he hasn't wanted to have it, if he doesn't give it sincerely, he doesn't need mercy.

It's fantasy.

The family lives in harmony, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the brother is friends and brothers. The emperors of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, inherited for more than ten generations, there are virtuous emperors, and there are not a few mediocre generations.

Some of them were abandoned by their parents in the mountains and villages, and they were excluded and insulted by Fang's righteous path several times; Some fathers and sons do not get along, but they take the lead on the battlefield and are brave and good at fighting; Even those mediocre people, they are also under the pressure of their fathers, trembling, as if they are on the edge of the abyss.

Zhou Ying knew her life experience, and at the beginning, she was naturally unwilling. He went and secretly met his fellow brother.

When they didn't see it, the eunuchs in the cold palace, they thought that one day they could go to their father's side, and if they didn't do well, they would squeeze to the prince's side, and they had been thinking about this status for a long time.

At that time, he was young and ignorant, and felt that being valued by others and regarded as a noble person was ten thousand times more important than being in the cold palace. He was envious and jealous of his brother as the future emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Along the path of the cold palace, he secretly ran out, but because he had never walked around in this palace, he got lost, and met an old eunuch halfway through.

His back is bent, his eyebrows are gray, but he is in good spirits. Xu was thin and ragged at the time, and this old eunuch mistook him for a poor family and was forced to eradicate castration.

He didn't understand it at the time, but he thought that it was very likely that he would see his brother in this way, and after the old eunuch chattered for a long time, he realized that this person was just a person who guarded the door in the imperial dining room and was on night duty.

Disappointed, showing his complexion, let the old eunuch take a look, he turned around and took a plate of dim sum, the color was beautiful and tight, and when it was handed to the tip of his nose, there seemed to be no faint fragrance, accompanied by the steaming heat, and all the dissatisfaction of Zhou Ying of Hook was dispersed.

He still remembered the sweetness of the food, and the old eunuch's words were in his ears, and he thought about it for many years:

"The dim sum is delicious, you are blessed, the prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty can't eat a mouthful of hot food."

With just this sentence, for some reason, the young Zhou Ying never had that extra thought.

If only this were the end.

But one day, he found the imperial dining room again, just to give him a gift of thanks to the old eunuch who gave him a snack, but he had more ears than heard on the wall.

If it is really a word of salvation, a word of hell.

The prince did not eat too much hot food, his homework was punished, he was not valued by his father, and it was true that his mother ignored him;

The fake thing is that the old eunuch who gave him warmth was actually his unmasked father.

Just to cut off all his delusions.

He won't fight for that throne, and what about the monstrous power, his own son can work so hard to deceive him.

He returned to the cold palace and spent his spring, autumn, winter and summer. The only wish is to get out of this cage and see what the world is like outside the walls without these palace flowers.

He's always been alone...... Alone?

He remembered in a trance who had been with him day and night, sunrise and sunset, who? Who was relatively silent with him?

"What did I forget?"

A pang of pain came out of his skull, and when he couldn't stand, he fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands, and curled up in a ball.

"Start."

Heavenly punishment is activated, and there is no heavenly punishment in the world. The Heavenly Punishment has always been a generation of immortals. They have violated the laws of the Heavenly Realm, and have caused great damage to the Heavenly Realm, and will be punished by Heaven.

Activating the Heavenly Punishment uses the cultivation power of the immortals of the Heavenly Realm, not only the mana, if the immortals are not immortals born in the Heavenly Realm, they will definitely consume the spiritual energy at all, until they destroy the body of the immortal gods who have been cultivated for several lifetimes.

The immortal cultivators, with the power of comprehension, concentrate on themselves, break the fate of the red dust, have little affection, have no seven emotions and six desires, and the gains from practicing with the immortals are obvious to all.

Seven emotions and six desires hurt the body's mobility, mixed with joy and sorrow, ups and downs, and after many years in the heavenly realm, they have always been like this, it is also the cultivation of nature, when the whole body is relieved of cultivation, the heart and patience, flooded, what you have abandoned, disgusted, nostalgic, all burned in the spiritual power.

But people are different, seven emotions and six desires, there are these, and three meals a day, four seasons are busy.

In this case, how can it be punished?

Zhou Ying is now prostrate on the ground, and it is the Heavenly Law Enforcement Lord who is watching coldly. The heavenly punishment ignites the spiritual power and cultivation of the immortal gods, and Zhou Ying's body is his imperial general's qi and the power of life.

He's burning himself.

Use the fire of his soul to find everything he has forgotten in the depths of his soul.

He's been running.

Running through the winding mountain paths, what he was looking for, he would definitely find......

Definitely.

"Someone picked me up, he ...... He's peculiar, he, he, he's ......"

Zhou Ying on the ground is no longer prostrate, and the consumption is too fast to support the body. Lying silently on the ground was his body.

There are words in the air, tangled, and it is his soul that is full of panic.

From the soul, the panic of not being able to find the root, forgetting everything about yourself.

"I cried, there was ...... Someone...... He once hugged and comforted me...... But? ”

……

Zhou Ying never panicked, Concubine Song was punished when she was not afraid, and now she is not afraid. He was just in a hurry, in a hurry to find the man.

appeared in life, never abandoned him, and took care of him, except for the cat cub, there was still one person, and there was ......

"You killed him."

I can't figure it out after meditating. But voices came from all directions, and they reached my ears.

You killed him, you killed him......

The chatter is like a drum. The air trembled.

"I killed him, who is he? Who the hell did I kill? ”

Repeatedly, asking for answers, but there was a whisper in his heart that spoke slowly to him.

He knew what was being said in his heart, as if he had ears, and he could hear some unknown fears.

He doesn't want to know, he doesn't want to know......

But who did he kill after all......

Kill ......

Who......

"Honorable, what should I do?"

The immortal envoy on the side bowed down and stood to ask for instructions, Zhou Ying also had no soul, there was only a silk thread left here, entangled in a ball, and there were dead knots everywhere, and there was no possibility of unraveling.

"Thrown into the ruins."

"Yes, in accordance with the law."

The ruins are the place of heaven and earth, the heaven and the earth rise every day, the realm of the ruins that was conceived at the beginning can no longer hold the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth come out of the belly, the ruins no longer have a little dust, only a place that can never be filled, here is the place where the world dies and lives.

There is no dead thing, no living thing.

Death and life have no meaning here, but the ruins are the place of eternal life, and eternal life is there; The ruins are also the place of eternal death, where there is no death and no life.

Thrown into this place, you will carry with you the things that are trapped, every minute and every second, eternal and eternal, and you will not be tired.

"You don't have to go, I'll go."

"Yes, you go slowly."

The immortal envoy turned Zhou Ying into a hair thing, put it in the magic weapon, and handed it to the venerable monarch in front of him with both hands.

"Hmm."

At the moment of sight, the Venerable Monarch's body shines in the air, competing with the sun, and it is not a loss to the Ninghui Hall of Heavenly Justice.

In an instant, the brilliance dissipated into the world, and the envoys of the fairy realm removed the enchantment. It was quiet and peaceful again.

"Hey, why did you want to make this trip?"

Turning back to the heavenly realm to report on his work, the immortal envoy only realized that how could the Ninghui Palace, which rarely interacts with the world on weekdays, condescend to be noble, and have such a trip?

Although the Heavenly Punishment is the duty of the Heavenly Realm Judicial Law Enforcement God, it is not necessary for him to come in person to carry out this matter.

How so?

Throw Zhou Ying, who turned into a ball of silk thread, into the ruin ditch.

Stand still.

The ruins ditch was not originally called this name.

It is the abode of the God of Own.

His Ninghui Hall is the same as the residence of the two masters.

The gods of the heavenly realm, if they are not born and raised by heaven and earth, are all intelligent people among human beings, with deep roots in wisdom, and they devote themselves to the immortal body obtained by contemplating and comprehending.

And they are born gods, there is no shortcut to speak of, and experience can be used for reference.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, there were no other immortals in heaven and earth, and they were not called immortals at the beginning.

There were no human beings, and when the heavens and the earth were not expanded, this was their dwelling.

He Ninghui Hall, the home of the ancestor Tianzun and the ancestor.

The ruins are not empty places, the abyss is a flat bottom, a place of life and death, what is the place where there is and what does not exist?

Knowing this, he couldn't help but want to get closer.

Thirty-three days, thousands of years of cultivation, now called the Ninghui Palace, he has walked step by step to the ruins.

The water flowing backwards, above the exchange and climbing, the tongue of fire that carries the water up licks the ends of the hair. His two masters, both of whom did not pay attention to the rules and regulations, were at an age before he appeared, relying on each other's fighting strength to cultivate a body of spiritual power.

But in these long years, after all, there will be times when they look at each other and hate each other, and they will fight a lot, and in this ruin, because they have increased a lot of space, they have also changed a lot of landforms.

They have fought too many times, and the other party's intentions are too obvious to be transmitted, and you don't need to read every move to know what to do next.

There is no one in the world who is invincible, and it will be boring.

If there is only one opponent in the world who sees each other every day, this is probably not a happy thing.

Until a bird arose within the ruins.

Although there is no resemblance to the two of them, it is something they find very interesting.

And they were to take him as an apprentice.

Ignorant, being scrambling between the two, he only remembered that it was very interesting at that time.

The ancestor and the ancestor did not give in to each other, so they fought, and fought again, they fought heartily, comparable, and the birds that they fought for were hung in the ruins for ten years.

In the end, there was no victory, and seeing that the bird had been waiting for them here, they felt guilty, and they all became the master of this bird.

I don't teach apprentices.

Following the ancestor Tianzun, the bird of the ancestor can only stumble and grope for the rules of cultivation.

Coming back to the ruins,

There is no young and ignorant bird, and there is no master who recklessly does not teach his apprentices.

Master, you say, "Will you come back one day?"