"The one who opened up Hongmeng. ”

Walking on the corridor paved with white jade, Zhenyuan Daxian asked Sun Wukong: "Brother Xian, what does that mean?"

"I don't know. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head.

He really didn't know about that.

Emperor Shouma obviously had something to hide.

However, this concealment is not important - as long as the curse of the Shouma people is unlocked, Sun Wukong will be able to know the reason.

Under the leadership of the historian, Sun Wukong and Zhenyuan Daxian walked through the corridor, and after twists and turns, they saw an attic built by the pool.

The attic was 100 feet high, covered with gold tiles, and the other buildings of the palace were built into a undulating golden wave.

"Two immortals. ”

The historian led the two to the attic: "In front is Tianlu Pavilion." ”

"Is there really a curse in there?"

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at it for a while and asked.

"Yes. ”

The historian arched his hand and replied: "The collection of books in Tianlu Pavilion records the history and wisdom of the Shouma people. ”

Sun Wukong said to Zhenyuan Daxian: "I'll go in alone." ”

"Good. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian knew that he couldn't help him, and said, "I'll stop the idler for you outside." ”

Sun Wukong nodded and strode into Tianlu Pavilion.

Zhenyuan Daxian watched him leave, and then waited by the pool with the historian.

"Where did that curse come from?"

Zhenyuan Daxian asked casually: "Your immortal body is transparent, it doesn't look like you have a curse possession." ”

"Strictly speaking, that's not a curse. ”

The historian replied: "It is an immortal method that allows us to survive the calamity. ”

At the beginning, the demon beasts in the sky descended and loved to eat shadows, and the Emperor of Heaven used the immortal method to take away the shadows of the Shou Ma people, so that they could be spared.

However, after the tribulation, they will not be able to solve the immortal law.

"I see. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian nodded, his face puzzled: "Since it is an immortal law, why did it become a curse later?"

He believes that Sun Wukong will not be mistaken.

And the great reaction of everyone in the hall also proves that it is a curse.

"In the beginning, all we had was shadows. ”

The historian replied: "But now, we can't even look in the mirror. ”

He pointed to the lake, and Zhenyuan Daxian looked inside, only seeing his own figure, but not the historian.

Zhenyuan Daxian's face sank, and he understood in his heart that because of too much time, the immortal law had already deteriorated and turned into a curse.

"Shadows are such a thing as useless, and it is only after we lose it that we realize its preciousness. ”

The historian said: "Our Shouma clan has no shadow, can't look in the mirror, and sometimes can't even recognize who we are. ”

"After a long time, it's a curse for everyone. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian fell into deep thought.

As an outsider, it was difficult for him to understand Shou Ma Ren's thoughts.

On the other side, Sun Wukong was looking for books in Tianlu Pavilion.

He walked between the shelves, the smell of books coming to his face.

Sun Wukong likes these smells, he likes books, books of everything.

In the world of this kind of book, he looked around curiously, his eyes glittering, like a child.

Sun Wukong saw many interesting books that he had never seen before, and even couldn't help but take them and flip through them.

This flip has dragged on for a long time.

After waking up, Sun Wukong patted his head.

"No, I can't. ”

His focus today is not on reading.

He plucked out the monkey hair, conjured a hundred doppelgangers, and found a book on curses in the Tianlu Pavilion.

This book is extremely thick and unblemished.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to open it, and at that moment, the spell in the book was activated.

A huge attraction came from the book, and Sun Wukong frowned slightly.

"Book from heaven?"

He thought about it, and without putting up the slightest resistance, his spirit was drawn in.

In the mist of the clouds, he came to a city.

The city is vast, prosperous, and full of all kinds of creatures living in costumes and makeup.

The Qionglin Jade Hall is built in the mountains, on the water, and in the air, and mortals kneel on the stone slab in front of the immortal Taoist temple and kowtow to the immortals.

For a moment, Sun Wukong thought that he had returned to two hundred years ago, back to the Land of All Souls.

The world is so beautiful, but in an instant, the sky is dark, and the tide of beasts falls from the sky.

The Qionglin Jade Hall fell from the sky, and the city was covered in raging flames, and all living beings died in the flames.

The people tried to escape, but the monster rose from their shadow and ate them, even the children.

However, in the darkest of hours, someone fled the city with the last of the crowd with the Brilliant Tree in hand.

"If you are wise and foolish, you can only survive if you learn to forget." ”

The man handed the treasure tree to the crowd, and it was eaten by the demon beast that was chasing him.

The crowd ran with the treasure tree in hand, and many people died, and even the treasure tree was not guarded, but in the end, a group of people survived.

They nurture a new sun, forget everything, and survive at the edge of the world.

This...... It is the history of the Shouma people.

Sun Wukong returned to his body.

He lowered his head again, and the book in his hand had become an ordinary book, with ordinary words written on it.

"Learn to forget, you can survive......"

He remembered what the man had said.

When the Shouma people migrated here, did they learn to forget?

"It's ...... again"

Sun Wukong closed his eyes in pain.

At this moment, he was sure once again that he hated Buddha beads.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

Got the clue to that curse, and the book was useless.

Sun Wukong wanted to close the book, but still turned the last few pages.

He was stunned.

On the final page, the blood-red words are eye-catching.

"Revenge. ”

"Revenge. ”

It was a dozen copies of revenge in different handwriting.

Sun Wukong seems to see one person after another holding this book.

Here they stand, red-eyed writing revenge.

The one who left the oath was the emperor of the successive Shouma people.

At this moment, Sun Wukong understood in his heart.

The word forgetting is very simple, but have the Shouma people really forgotten?

The eyes of the crowd who left the city were clearly filled with tears and hatred.

Sun Wukong sighed.

He closed the book, walked to the top of the Tianlu Pavilion, and sat cross-legged.

"Begin to evolve. ”

A glowing rune flew out of his hand, followed by a second, a third, and countless rays of light flew into the sky.

In Weiyang Palace, Emperor Shouma looked at the position of Tianlu Pavilion by the window.

"Your Majesty. ”

The queen stepped forward and asked, "It's getting dark, do you want to go to bed?"

"No, I don't. ”

The emperor shook his head: "Wait a little longer." ”

At this moment, a light lit up from a distance.

The light flew into the sky and gradually transformed into the illusion of a tree.

"That's ......"

The Emperor tightened his grip on the carved window.

"Brilliant Treasure Tree!"

The treasure tree that absorbed the shadow of the Shou Ma people, the hope lost in the catastrophe, is taking shape.

"I can really ......"

The emperor's body trembled violently.

In this world, there are people who can create things that have disappeared with just one look.

That person is really the hope of changing everything!

A flame burned in the Emperor's eyes.