Black clouds rolled like ink, and white rain jumped into beads, splashing on the eaves.
Several people huddled under the eaves to shelter from the rain.
A young man in a brocade robe looked up at the heavy black clouds, with a half-smile, and casually said: "Looking at this posture, there must be someone who can overcome the catastrophe, right?"
As soon as the words fell, the thunder snake in the cloud swam away, and the lightning flashed, reflecting the faces of everyone blue and white.
After being frozen for a moment, the man in green robe, who looked a little older, sighed, "Don't say that, everyone knows that the catastrophe is the punishment of the heavens. The power to cross the catastrophe, the scorched earth for a hundred miles, the place affected by the thunder catastrophe, No soul can escape. If someone really survives the catastrophe here, do we still have a way out?"
The boy pursed his lips, quite disdainful, "Is it so mysterious?"
"Zhuzi is ignorant!" The green-robed man pointed to the dark shadow covered by dark clouds in the distance, "Do you know what that is?"
Everyone followed and looked over.
Splashing ink on the world, misty clouds and mist.
The mountains hidden behind the clouds and smoke are all plain white, and on the top of the mountains, there are snow-capped, endless wind and frost.
If you stare at it for a long time, you can see ghosts and shadows, and the sound of mourning and crying can be heard in your ears.
Like a drop of cold water falling into boiling oil, everyone turned pale with fright and rushed to discuss.
"What the hell kind of place is this?"
"Just now I saw there were people, no, there were ghosts! They were crying!"
"Isn't it summer now? Why is it still snowing there! My eyes are blurry?"
The green-robed man coughed a few times, slightly complacent, and said in a slow voice: "Four hundred years ago, the Taoist sect of Gushan was once very popular. Within a thousand miles, no matter whether it is aristocratic family or a commoner on the street, everyone can enter It is an honor for Xuanmen to be a disciple of the outer sect, if the ancestor Zeyou is lucky enough to enter the six peaks, he will reach the sky in one step, and even the secular emperors will not look down on him."
"It's just a pity that once the great Taoist sect was convicted by the heavens and punished by heaven, none of the three thousand disciples survived. They were trapped in this square inch of land, and suffered the pain of death day and night." He raised his head. Looking at the snow-covered lone peak, "And the lone mountain, blocked by life and death, will always be covered with frost."
Having said this, many people were puzzled, "Since it is the gate of cultivating immortals, the law of the heavens, and the blessing of the heavens, how could it be such a disaster?"
The green-robed man sighed again, "Because of one person."
He looked around and saw that everyone was full of confusion. When he cleared his throat and was about to speak, he suddenly stopped.
The young man in brocade clothes quit, "Hey! Don't whet your appetite!"
The green-robed man ignored it and stared blankly at the corner.
The woman is looking up, standing under the eaves listening to the rain.
There was nothing around her, only mist, torrential wind and rain.
Standing among the world, she seems to be detached from the mundane world.
"Girl, do you know why?" The green-robed man bowed his hands and asked respectfully.
The woman turned her head and looked this way.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Her face was mottled and mottled, as if she had been bitten by something, covered with blood-red scars, and none of them was intact.
There are only two eyes like autumn water, and when you glance at it through the water vapor and smoke, it is like a hot star, which makes people's hearts tremble unconsciously.
The woman's pale lips moved slightly.
Her voice was rough and weird, and her words were unclear, just like when a babbling child opened her mouth for the first time.
Everyone was stunned for a moment before distinguishing the two words, which were "Peiyu".
Then there was a long silence.
No one dares to discuss the blood demon Peiyu.
The man in Qingpao revealed his identity at this moment, "To tell you the truth, I used to be a disciple of the Outer Sect of Gushan Mountain. I just went home to visit my relatives on the day of God's punishment, so I managed to escape the catastrophe. For hundreds of years, every day, I will always come back to offer my condolences.”
He looked at the howling ghost from a distance, and raised his hand to wipe the water from the corner of his eyes, "I don't know when brothers and sisters will be able to get rid of this misery and enter reincarnation again."
The young man frowned, "Then what does the blood demon have to do with Gushan? Why do you say that God's punishment has something to do with her?"
The green-robed man was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Four hundred years ago, the blood demon Peiyu was a disciple of Shouxian Peak in Gushan, and she was my senior sister."
Everyone was still sighing, who would have thought that the blood demon who killed people without blinking an eye, and bloodbathed the Heavenly Dao Sect, was once a disciple of the Immortal Sect
"Senior Sister Peiyu has peerless beauty and unrivaled aptitude. She built her foundation ten years ago and formed her alchemy at a hundred years old. She has a compassionate heart and treats us outer disciples with tenderness. At that time, we called her 'Fairy Beyond the Clouds', and Bai Yu was flawless. , beyond the cloud, the world praises it all."
Someone didn't believe it, and retorted: "Then how could she become a blood demon?"
The green-robed man said melancholy: "Back then, my senior sister saved a girl in the place where the devil was encountered."
"A place where demons meet? Nascent Soul cultivator went in and escaped death. How capable is your senior sister, can you still save people inside?"
The green-robed man smiled, his eyes were half reminiscent, half sad, "Of course ordinary monks are not allowed, but she is Peiyu."
Everyone was silent again.
Judging yin and yang with one hand, and life and death with one stroke, if that person is not against the sky and becomes a demon, he must be an amazingly talented person in the world of cultivation.
The predecessors could not do it, but if she is Peiyu, it seems to be a matter of course.
The green-robed man looked up at the misty sky and the wind and rain, and sighed: "That woman is outstanding, the senior sister met her very happily, and regarded her as irresistible. Later, the woman was seriously injured and needed Wuhua to save her life."
"Worthless beasts?!"
The green-robed man nodded, "Ordained by the heavens, the beast Wuhua is connected with the fate of the lonely mountain... The woman tricked the senior sister into stealing Wuhua, and designed it to be cramp and stripped by their hands."
Everyone gasped.
Born in accordance with the heavens and bred for thousands of years, the Wuhua divine beast died so miserably.
"The divine beast died with hatred, Gushan was blamed by the sky, and the 3,674 disciples were innocently implicated. Death will not quell the wrath of the sky, and their souls will not enter reincarnation."
Hearing this, some people were indignant, "Who is that wicked girl! She is so vicious!"
The green-robed man looked around, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "If you talk about her, you are all very familiar with her. That woman obtained the inner alchemy of the divine beast, her cultivation has grown rapidly, and a hundred years later she will become the number one person in the fairy world. She will be named Tiandao."
The house was full of noise.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Suihan Immortal Venerable is the most glorious, how could he do such a thing?"
Another person said: "I see that you are clearly a blood demon, and you are talking about such strange things! You want to disturb people's hearts!"
The man in green robe just smiled melancholy.
"Four hundred years have passed, black and white have been reversed, good and evil have been reversed, and even the sky has been blinded... But there are always people who will never forget."
"If what you said is true, isn't the blood demon very innocent?" The young man in brocade clothes asked with a frown.
The woman suddenly walked into a stream of wind and rain, her black robe fluttered, and the stars and temples were wet from the rain, quietly hanging down on the side of her face.
"She has blind eyes and ignorance of people, so that she pays for her own evil, harms others and herself, and is not innocent."
When everyone saw her standing alone, her figure was attached to each other, and her voice was sad and hopeless, like a rainbow weeping blood, they couldn't help being shocked. They didn't wake up until the lonely figure passed away in the rain.
"Who is this person?"
The man in Qingpao looked solemn, "Few people know about the old affairs of Gushan. If there are still people who are so familiar with it, then probably only..."
He bent down and bowed in the direction the woman was leaving.
Peiyu walked up the snow-covered stone steps slowly.
Just like when she first entered Taoism.
Thousands of festivals on the sky, there are many bones.
At the time of God's punishment, he was entering the trial.
The children who were full of hope for the future climbed up step by step, and saw that it was coming to an end soon, when suddenly black clouds overwhelmed the top and thunder shook.
To the last moment of their lives, these young children still tried hard to escape from this tomb.
They want to live.
After what Peiyu had done, Bai Gu shook the snow on his body, stood up unsteadily, and silently followed behind her.
After the Heavenly Steps, there is the Asking Platform.
The jade platform collapsed, and the Taoist flags that used to flutter were dyed blood red, some were still blowing in the wind, and some had rotted in the soil.
At the four corners of the high platform, four white bones sat cross-legged, their Taoist robes were not rotten, and there were bloodstains on the lapels.
Seeing her coming, Bai Gu also swayed and stood up with his bony body, following behind the queue.
Peiyu walked up to the questioning platform, and put her hand on the questioning heart stone that was still shining white.
Everything in front of him suddenly turned gray, and then the clouds cleared and the rain cleared, and it became clear again.
On the lonely mountain, there are green hills and green trees, which are very beautiful.
A group of high-spirited teenagers flew over here under the clouds.
"Peiyu Peiyu, what are you doing here? The morning meeting is about to come, come here!"
They smiled and waved to her among the clouds.
Peiyu raised her head, and thousands of sword lights rose from the peaks, flying across the air like a mighty meteor shower.
The teenagers above the flying swords, with the glow above their heads, and the sea of clouds rolling under their feet, smiled wantonly and brilliantly.
Peiyu withdrew her hand.
Zhanmu is full of desolate wind and snow all over the world, which is heartbreaking.
Prosperous and extravagant, everything is empty in the blink of an eye. For four hundred years, it has always been a dream.
She turned her head to look at the long row of bones behind her. In the past, the young man was determined to float in the clouds, high-spirited, and dared to compete with the gods;
"Do you hate me?"
The low voice was immediately lost in the whimpering wind.
The bones stared at her quietly with their black eye holes open.
You should hate it, Peiyu thought.
He hated her for being blind, wolf-hearted, and costing the lives of three thousand disciples in Gushan.
At the time of the Gushan Tribulation, she was personally pushed out of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave by her "best friend".
"You owe me this." Sui Han's eyes were full of hatred, "Can you pay me back the lives of my parents and relatives? Can you? You owe me already!"
At the bottom of the cave of ten thousand demons, ten thousand demons devour the heart, there is death but there is no life.
Four hundred years later, Sui Han became the suzerain of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the number one person in the fairy world; but the ghost of Gushan still suffers from the punishment of heaven day and night, and will never be free.
Until the stormy night, someone crawled out of the devil's lair, brought tens of thousands of demon soldiers, defied the laws of heaven and dao, and bloodbathed the heaven and dao sect.
His icy muscles and bones are no longer there, and his face is hideous like a ghost.
Fairy Yunwai is dead, and the blood demon is born with hatred.
Peiyu walked up to Shouxian Peak, followed by a long string of corpses and ghosts.
Thunder bursts, black clouds overwhelm the top, and the rain seems to be getting heavier.
Four hundred years ago, Shouxian Peak was in Changchun all the year round, and as far as the eye can see, it is a piece of emerald green, amidst the rustling flowers and leaves, warblers, swallows and swallows are chirping.
The peak master, Huai Bai, doesn't like hard work, doesn't like wind and snow, but is obsessed with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, good wine and delicacies, he doesn't look like a swordsman.
Peiyu looked at the thick layer of frost on the green leaves, and thought, Master would be unhappy seeing Shouxian Peak become like this.
Her footsteps paused, and she continued to walk forward unhurriedly.
Master will not be angry... Master, I love her the most.
It was just a drop of red water, flowing down the corner of the eye, and immediately condensed into ice flowers when it fell to the ground.
At the top of the peak, the wind and snow are howling, and people are hunting in black.
Peiyu swiped casually.
The mighty river fell from the Nine Heavens and slowly flowed past her eyes.
The thunder was louder, as if the sky was roaring unwillingly.
"It's me who attracted Huang Quan, what can you do to me?" Peiyu turned around and made way for her.
The bones behind him slowly walked into the underworld following her guidance.
"Do you hate me?" she asked again.
Bone naturally would not answer.
Peiyu's expression changed, and a scarlet light flashed in her eyes, "Of course they hate you." She licked the corners of her lips, asking herself and answering.
"A person like you, what qualifications do you have to ask for forgiveness?"
She covered her head, "I don't know, I really don't know... I didn't mean to."
"It's ridiculous. Could it be possible to shirk all responsibility by saying that it was not intentional? They all died for you, for you!"
The wind and snow became more intense, and all the ghosts seemed to be affected by her emotions, and they all mourned and wept.
Peiyu half-kneeled on the ground with her hands on the ground, "Stop talking, please, stop talking!"
Suddenly, the wind stopped suddenly, and everything was quiet.
Peiyu raised her head stupidly.
The woman in front of her smiled harmlessly, with her hands folded in her sleeves, her eyebrows like curved emerald feathers, and her voice like pearls falling on a jade plate.
"Since you see a gentleman, don't Hu Peiyu?"
The scene in front of me has changed to more than four hundred years ago.
It was raining in spring, a woman in a green shirt with green feathers, tall and tall, leaning halfway under a flower tree, with a rustling spring flower folded in her hand.
"Smile long and the world is wide, and the fairy wind blows Peiyu." The woman stared at the flower branch in her hand and sighed: "Peiyu..."
"Master, Master..." she called tremblingly.
The spring rain turned into ice, the spring flowers withered, and the woman turned into an ignorant bone, standing blankly in front of her.
Master has been dead for four hundred years.
Peiyu turned her head away and stared at the bones walking into the underworld, "Master, after you enter reincarnation, remember to join a good family... don't cultivate immortality anymore."
"If there is an afterlife, then I will protect you and protect you for the rest of your life."
After the last rescue of the wronged soul, Huang Quan flowed into the underworld again.
Peiyu was alone in the wind and snow, withdrew the devilish energy from her body, and covered all her cultivation on the ground with a radius of a hundred miles.
The thunder catastrophe came, and Peiyu closed her eyes.
After the ninety-nine thunderstorms, the clouds disappeared and the rain faded away, and the area was brightly lit, and everything was safe and sound.
The great power can cross the calamity, and the scorched earth can be used for hundreds of miles; the great devil can cross the calamity without hurting a single tree.
The wind and snow that had been raging in the lonely mountain for four hundred years finally stopped. A kingfisher was so tired that it stopped on a snow-covered branch and chirped a few times.
It seems to go back to four hundred years ago, after a snowstorm, the boys and girls shook their heads and read in the bookstore——
How erratic is the world on earth
Like chiseling a stone to see fire, peeping through a gap to watch electricity.
Fireflies disappear when they see the morning, and Lu disappears when they see the sun...
Leave nothing.