The Story of the Clouds (3)
"Presumptuous! How can you question the rules of my upper realm like this? Ben Jun remembered that you had made a meritorious contribution to making clouds, and I didn't want to give you a heavy punishment. But you actually contradicted Benjun and questioned the rules of the upper realm. It's necessary to fall from the rehair!" Chaos' male voice sounded furious.
"Your Majesty, I beg your mercy. For the sake of her years of working for the Upper Realm, let it be light!" The black-robed man's voice continued, praying for a glimmer of hope.
"Xuankong, I know that you are for my good, but now on such a terrible day in the upper realm, I really can't live a day. Even if I am given death, I am willing. The picture is clear. Don't be bothered by me anymore!"
The woman in white, known as the Cloud Girl, is still stubborn. A desperate life is far more terrible than a peaceful death. She had long since felt that she had lost the meaning of staying in the upper realm.
"Yun Nu, why are you so stubborn?" the black-robed man's voice sounded a little unhappy.
"Venerable Xuankong, you have trespassed! Since you pity Yun Nu so much, you are against this monarch everywhere. You deserve the same punishment as her!"
"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with Xuankong Venerable. Please forgive him. I bear all the blame. The woman's voice grew deeper and hoarse, as if she was tired and weak.
"None of you two want to escape the punishment, both of them will be severely punished! Yun Nu, do you think that giving you death will be a punishment for your betrayal of the upper realm? I'm afraid it's too easy! Guards, give Yun Nu and Xuankong Venerable a red dust wine and forget about the past in the upper realm. Throw it down on the dusting platform together. Fall directly into the ghost realm of the underworld. Endure the pain of serving a sentence in hell for 2,000 years, and there is no reincarnation! And Xuankong will always exist as the identity of suppressing the Cloud Maiden!"
Shangjun's voice was so angry that it almost roared. Unquestionably, loud and clear.
"Yes!" The guards on both sides of Yun Nu directly held Yun Nu who was bound.
"Please be gracious!" The figure of the Xuankong Venerable appeared from the fog behind him, and he was also escorted by two armored soldiers, and forcibly twisted to the Forgotten Dust Platform. Several soldiers forcibly poured two bowls of red dust wine into the mouths of the black-robed man and Yun Nu respectively.
The black robe clearly tried to struggle, but more soldiers appeared on either side to suppress him and make him drink the medicinal wine.
Yun Nu seemed to be much more determined, and when the guards poured her red dust wine, she didn't struggle in the slightest, but a line of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
The center of the dusting table is actually like a closed fan that can be turned on. The hollow ground roared with raging storms, thunder and lightning.
The Dust Forgetting Platform obeys the orders of the Adjudicator and automatically transforms to open different nether passages. This time, it is to follow the order of the lord and open the reincarnation path from the upper realm to the ghost domain of the underworld.
Yun Nu closed her eyes: "Xuankong, this time it really affected you." There will be a chance to repay you later. Yun Nu whispered to herself.
After that, he was pushed into the wheel entrance path opened by the two guards on his side. This was followed by the useless struggle of the black-robed man, and finally he was also pushed into the reincarnation path.
The picture changed again in the illusion, and it was the scene where Yun Nu and Xuankong Venerable fell into the path of reincarnation.
The two of them were falling at great speed, and the wind blew the green silk of the two. The ferocious raindrop hit the two of them as a red corrosive scar. In the process of falling, the thunderbolt even directly knocked the already weak Yun Nu unconscious.
The fog fills again, then dissipates again, and the image in the illusion switches back to the place where Cloud Girl once made the "Children of the Clouds".
There stood in a row the "Children of the Clouds" that had been crafted, and they looked like ordinary people. Some are average in appearance, while others are outstanding.
They had dressed up in uniform white robes and wore black belts. Among them, several women, although they have long hair, are also dressed in the same way as men, and the black green silk is tied into a man-like bun.
These "men" stood in the middle of the temple, as if they had fallen asleep standing up, their eyes closed. Like a group of newborn babies, some of their eyelids moved slightly, but they didn't open their eyes. Some of them will move their lips slightly, and their fingers will shake slightly, but they will still stand in place.
However, the appearance in the hall is a little different from when Yun Nu was there. A *** with a blurred face, Xi Ze couldn't see clearly, in the courtyard outside the hall. Looking at the dress, it should also be a character like a certain immortal in the upper realm.
"Immortal Official, this is the last batch created by Yun Nu. Wisdom is not yet open. A little fairy said respectfully to the man.
"Is the immortal tool that Yun Nu used to shape Yun Ren still there?" asked the man known as the Immortal Official.
"Back to the immortal official, the slave didn't see those immortal weapons, and she didn't look at them again after Yun Nu left. Xian'e said embarrassedly.
"Well, got it. You go down first. The man said.
The man looked at the rows of "Sons of Clouds" in front of him, and muttered: "Yun Nu, Yun Nu, you really left me a good errand!"
As he spoke, the man raised his hand, and a colorful glow appeared in his hand. The glow of the sun spreads around the children of the clouds.
This burst of glow faded, and many of the children of the clouds who had closed their eyes slowly opened their eyes.
When they first opened their eyes to see the outside world, they were confused and confused, although their eyes were a little dull and ignorant, but everyone's eyes were so clear and immaculate.
They were as innocent and ignorant as a blank sheet of paper, curiously looking at everything around them, staring at their bodies.
Raise your hands and move your legs. Seeing each other in their eyes, they were curious about each other, pulling their hair, touching their faces, and studying each other's appearances. It's like a wave of newborns.
"Yun Nu left me a bunch of waste, and asked me to teach this group of waste, alas, what a headache!" the man who was called Xianguan by Xian'e let out a long sigh with a slightly angry expression.
Xi Ze saw that in that room, there was the "son of the cloud" who looked exactly like him and was shaped by Yun Nu before, and he was still wearing the hair bun of an ancient man at that time.
He has chestnut hair and a handsome appearance. So it's easy to recognize him at a glance in the crowd.
He was dressed in a short white robe with a black belt around his waist, and his eyes were as confused and confused as the other children of the clouds. He was curiously tugging at the hair bun of a female son of the cloud beside him. The woman's bun had been pulled loosely by him, and half of her hair was scattered outside.
It may be that there was a time when the action of pulling her hair was a little hard, and the woman was in pain, and she instinctively cried. This cry is more like a naïve and simple baby.
As soon as this female cloud man cried, it didn't matter, but the other cloud people were also affected and cried hard.
Whining cries echoed throughout the hall.
The immortal official felt very noisy and wanted to stop it, but he also felt overwhelmed. Faced with a group of cloud people who had just started their spiritual intelligence, how could he reason with them as if he were reasoning with others?
Although that group of people is naïve and naïve, they have just been shaped and do not understand the world. But Xi Ze, who has lived for hundreds of years, has seen all the good, evil, good and evil in the world. The sound of fists clenched in both hands, feeling something shatter in your body.
This is the end of the picture in the illusion.
In the Temple of the Prophets
When Sister Xuanzi, Sister Garin, and Lord Prophet and I were sitting outside waiting for Xi Ze to come out, Sister Xuanzi didn't take the initiative to share with us what she saw in Tongtian Spring. But judging from the state she was in when she came out there before, what she saw shouldn't have made her very pleasant. So, we don't want to ask too much.
The Hades sent someone to find Sister Garin to go back, saying that the Hades King had lost his temper when he saw the princess, and asked the princess to go back quickly.
We had no choice but to sigh and curse this bearded old pervert.
Before leaving, Sister Garin also told us that we could call her if we needed her help. She will try to help us as much as she can.
When Xi Ze came out, it was about half an hour later. Although he was not as long as Xuanzi, he had been in it for more than half an hour. Xi Ze's expression is also serious, and even his expression can be described as sluggish and unfocused.
A few of us were a little worried when we saw Xi Ze's lost soul, but we didn't know how to ask him what he saw inside.
The Prophet let Xi Ze sit down in a chair. Then poured him a cup of hot tea, Xi Ze took the teacup, but still didn't say anything, and was stunned and silent.
I don't know what I saw in the illusion of the Heavenly Spring. Why did one or two come back with very ugly faces, as if they had encountered something frightened?
The Prophet turned to me and said, "Girl, it's your turn this time! Don't be afraid of the heavenly spring, it won't drown, besides, you're already in the underworld......"
The prophet's words may have been meant to encourage me not to be afraid of water, but the last sentence sent me shudders. Yes, I'm already in the underworld.
Anyway, I have to face all this sooner or later, die early and live sooner, and as soon as I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, I still got up and walked into the room.
I took off my coat, shoes and socks, and entered the pool with my feet, thinking that the water in this pond should be cold and biting, but I didn't expect that contrary to what I thought, the spring water in the pool was warm but not scorching. I slowly dipped into the pool, gritted my teeth, and soaked my head completely.
At that moment, I felt like I was completely overwhelmed.
Suddenly, there was darkness in front of me. I felt like I had fallen into an abyss, and after a period of dizziness, when the light appeared in front of me again, I should have entered a fantasy world.
The sky was dark, and the sky was shining with a thick orange fire. Look at the different colored dots on the ground. If you look closely, aren't they all the corpses of different creatures?
From a distance, you can see dots of various colors spread on the ground.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the back of the only one alive, standing there. It was a woman......