Chapter 483: Ask the gods of the world to listen to my prayers

If it did not fall to the side of the bronze platform with the wind, but to a hollow valley and a secluded spring with the wind, then sooner or later this Bodhi tree would have cultivated into a god and been reborn as a real Bodhi Divine Tree.

However, fate played a trick on it, and it fell into the land soaked in blood.

After only four or five hundred years of peace and tranquility, this Bodhi tree slowly grew out of the same place again, because the descendants have long forgotten the warnings left by the ancestors, so they did not pay much attention to this Bodhi tree, only regarded it as a mortal tree, until the bard accidentally discovered the secret that this Bodhi tree can make people's wishes come true......

And so what happened next was played out again.

The ritual of human sacrifice thousands of years ago has been re-enacted, and it is more fervent and frenzied than the sacrifice of the ancestors.

The living people who were chosen as sacrifices were pierced alive by the Bodhi Tree and hung under the canopy of the trees, while the people who worshiped the Bodhi Tree were so ignorant and fanatical. In the face of the horrific scene like purgatory, the people prayed with devout faces, and their eyes flashed with paranoia and crazy pleading.

The bloody and cruel rituals terrified and soul-shattering the minds of those who had preserved their sanity, and they waited anxiously for an opportunity to truly redeem them. It wasn't until a girl with the purest soul and heart was willing to sacrifice herself that she finally awakened the true nature of the Bodhi Tree and dispelled the evil thoughts formed by the condensation of unjust souls and flesh and blood.

The Bodhi Tree finally gave birth to a spiritual consciousness that truly belonged to itself, but because of the heavy killing it had created before, it lost its chance to become a god forever.

So Bodhicitta became disheartened and chose not to wake up.

The picture is frozen in the decay of the Bodhi tree gradually withering, and several sharp and cold arrows suddenly penetrate the picture frozen at this moment, even without the evil thoughts of the Bodhi tree demon, the world is still turbulent, and the smoke of war makes the people live in dire straits all day long, abandoning their wives and children, falling into the grass, jumping into the river and committing suicide, etc., abound, countless.

The original sleeping Bodhi tree was gradually awakened by the cruelty and blood brought by the war, and the devastation in front of Bodhi did not come back to his senses for a long time, and the wounds caused by the war were far better than the murder that Bodhi had created at the beginning, and the people of the defeated kingdom were cruelly and ruthlessly buried alive in a huge pit, and those who could not be buried were directly cut off their heads, and their bodies were exposed to broad daylight, and they were subjected to wind and rain until they became a terrifying skeleton.

The scene of purgatory on earth reappeared before its eyes, and the evil thoughts of the Bodhi Tree had long been washed away by the girl who was willing to sacrifice, and when it saw the devastation of the world full of unjust souls and corpses, it decided to freeze time, and turn all the people of this kingdom into the existence of stagnant time.

It wasn't until hundreds of years had passed that the Bodhi Tree regained its idea of stagnating time, and the people who survived only felt as if they had had a big dream, and when they woke up from the dream, they were living their own lives again according to the images in their memories.

The Bodhi Tree has once again become the existence of a sheltered country, only this time it did not make the people worship it with fresh blood, but willingly paid and assumed the sacred responsibility that belonged to the Bodhi Tree.

In order to prevent the bloody sacrifice from reappearing in the world, the Bodhi Tree separated all the sources of evil from the kingdom and became a separate lost island outside the abandoned realm.

The reason why the Bodhi Tree has not yet been completely freed from guilt and remorse and turned into a real ordinary Bodhi Tree is that the souls who have been devoured and slaughtered by it have always been trapped on this island, they cannot return to their bones, and their resentment gradually dissipates: they cannot leave this lost island, and their souls are scattered in the outside world.

The painful and desperate memories of the past no longer deeply torment these unjust souls, and the Bodhi tree has never been able to successfully transform itself under the influence of these unjust souls.

And so it goes, day after day, year after year.

Thousands of years seem to be just a snap of a finger.

Bodhi Tree originally thought that he would not be able to be redeemed in this life, and he would be entangled with these unjust souls on this island forever and forever, and he had been tormented like this, but it was not until the appearance of Nan Zuisheng and others that Bodhi finally broke the miserable situation of Bodhi's failure to overcome his purgatory.

All the pictures were shattered in an instant, and Nan Zuisheng and the others gradually came back to their senses, and their eyes stayed on the red-clothed man --- Bodhi who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"I have sinned so much that I know that I will not be able to pay it off completely, so I only want to destroy myself and destroy these innocent people who have been slaughtered and devoured by me." As Bodhi spoke, scarlet and bewitching tears fell from the corners of his eyes, his expression was so painful and miserable that everyone could clearly perceive the deep and heavy sorrow and remorse that flowed from him.

Is it true that Bodhi can only be blamed for all the killings?

The answer is--- no.

If you want to blame, you can only blame heaven for making people.

"Because the wind fell into the blood-soaked soil, a Bodhi tree full of evil thoughts grew. Bodhi, although you have sinned deeply in killing, it is not entirely your sin. Nan Zuisheng leaned over and slowly wiped away the blood and tears flowing from the corners of Bodhi's eyes, helped Bodhi who was kneeling on his knees up, and then slowly put his palm on Bodhi's palm.

Memories of evil killings and painful remorse swirled in streams, and they churned and roared, screaming with grief and indignation into Nam's mind.

Nan Zuisheng closed his ink eyes, carefully perceiving all the changes of time passed by Bodhi, those who have gone through the vicissitudes of life, the long river of years of changing dynasties has precipitated many ups and downs of memories, although in those thousands of years of time, the first half is the painful wail of purgatory on earth, but the second half because of Bodhi's clarity and awakening, gradually transformed into peace and contentment, vigorous joy and health.

She gradually transmitted these painful memories to herself, and began to quietly listen to the prayers of those unjust souls.

"I want to live a new life, no longer greedy for takes, no more extravagant prayers. As long as I can reunite and live in harmony with my wife and children, even if it is coarse tea and light food, I will live a life of poverty and hardship. ”

"There is no evil thought in the world for no reason, and there is no good thought for no reason, after thousands of years of reflection, I only hope that I can completely scatter my soul in this world and forget all the painful past."

"The Bodhi tree has long been a demon, but in the end, it was Bodhi who became a demon who saved hundreds of millions of innocent lives in the war, if I can, I am willing to dedicate my soul to help Bodhi successfully cross."

"Because of our selfishness and greed, we have fallen to such a miserable end, I only hope that the bloody and cruel bronze sacrifice will completely wipe out the world, and all the victimized souls can rest in peace."

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The cyan brilliance swam from the wisps of Nan Zuisheng's body, and the starry light swirled around her palms that were tightly attached to Bodhi, and there was not even the slightest resentment and anger in the prayers of countless unjust souls, because thousands of years of time had long since exhausted those anger and resentment, and all that remained was those unfulfilled wishes.

The prayers of the unjust souls resounded through the heavens and the earth, Lin Meng and the others knelt on the ground and listened to the prayers of the unjust souls, time seemed to stand still at this moment, they seemed to hear the faint sound of bustling street selling in the distance, as well as the charging roar of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and many warm and beautiful laughter.

Nan Zuisheng slowly opened her clear ink eyes, she stared at the face of Bodhi in front of her, I don't know when it has changed into a warm and jade-like appearance, and a scarlet and bewitching blood dress has also changed into a fresh and elegant green shirt, which is the original appearance of Bodhi.

Bodhi also slowly opened his eyes, and when the prayers of those unjust souls came to his ears, he only felt that the knot in his heart that had been stagnant for thousands of years had finally completely dissolved at this moment.

"Thank you, my god." He knelt on his knees with a reverent and respectful expression, and bowed three times and nine times in the direction of Nan Zuisheng, and then he stood up and stretched out his arms, and a dense shadow of the unjust souls that he had devoured and killed appeared around him.

Because of the infection and appeasement of Nan Zuisheng's pure and benevolent soul, as well as the washing and calming of the green jade tombstone, these unjust souls completely dissipated the last trace of resentment and anger in their hearts. They all smiled and appeared in the air, and then they all knelt down and kowtowed to Xiang Nan Zusheng, and the opening and closing of their lips gradually converged into one sentence: "Thank you for crossing us." ”

Nan Zuisheng smiled slightly when he saw the situation, but he slowly shed tears.

The real transformation has not yet begun, and the reason why it has not yet begun is because she really can't bear to let these unjust souls completely scatter and disappear in this heaven and earth.

"Have you really decided?" She asked, choking up.

Floating in mid-air, the dense ghosts nodded with a smile when they heard this.

After thousands of years of precipitation and consumption, they have long been tired of this feeling of wandering, and it is better to completely dissipate the prayer between heaven and earth, but they have never fulfilled the wish in this life and this life.

Lin Meng and the others couldn't help but reddened their eyes when they saw these unjust souls waiting for their souls to fly away, how innocent these creatures were, how tragic their deaths were, but this calm and quiet posture was like a landslide and tsunami that deeply shocked and swept their hearts.

Nan Zuisheng also nodded lightly with red eyes, she stood in place with her hands folded, the cyan light that lingered around her body became more and more dazzling, the carefully pulled up bun fell down at some point, and the long hair of Mo Yu flew in the air, setting off her like a god descending into the world.

"If there really is a god in the world, then listen to my prayer, I hope that the souls of the terrible death in this land will rest in peace, and all the bloody sins and evil sacrifices will be destroyed. If time can truly stand still, then listen to my prayer that the Bodhi tree will become a god and that the bloody sins contained in the seeds will be completely eliminated. ”

When the prayer of the Prayer for Transitization came out from the lips of Nan Zuisheng, everyone clearly felt that the surrounding environment had changed, the air and time seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the leaves that had been blown by the breeze were frozen in mid-air, even Bodhi and the Phantom of the Soul.

These beings who were included in the prayer were frozen in time by the gods, and the gods heard Minami's prayers and supplications, so he generously fulfilled the girl's wishes.

That's right, it's 'Him'.

Bodhi and the Phantom of the Soul are all frozen in time, and only the survivors of Nan Zuisheng can not be imprisoned and bound by the gods who freeze time.

Lin Meng and the others stared at Nan Zuisheng in amazement, only to see Nan Zuisheng suddenly and slowly float into the air, the lush and cascading Bodhi branches and leaves quickly recovered, and the surrounding environment finally returned to a warm and bright appearance.

The linden tree returned to the size of its normal luxuriant canopy, still as vigorous and upright, covering the sky and the sun, but the surroundings were full of vitality again, no longer withered and dead and dim and gloomy.

Above the sky, a cloud cave of golden light slowly condensed, and a beam of brilliant golden light was projected in the cloud cave, which shrouded the Bodhi tree, the phantom of the soul, and the drunken life of the south.