The young warrior and the princess both possess the most beautiful colors.
Civil and military officials from all over the dynasty came to express their congratulations.
The princess held up the red skirt, cut off a piece of wood, and painted a golden crown and gorgeous robes for the monarch. The young man painted the color of his eyebrows, eyes, and hair.
"To be able to give birth to such a daughter, you also have a pair of extraordinary eyesight." The young man sincerely praised the monarch.
They became the first people with color in the Kingdom of Buju.
That night, the young warrior finished writing the colors of all things and gave them to the princess. He told the princess that all those who hold the painting wood must abide by this map and give all things the correct colors.
The princess nodded and agreed.
The process of coloring the world took seven days.
Seven days later, the originally black world became colorful.
These colors exuded unprecedented brightness, lighting up their hearts.
People discovered that it turned out that they were always embraced by light, and what hindered the light they found was a color called black. They hate black.
On the seventh day, the princess and the young warrior walked through this colorful country together. The young man carefully looked at the details of each item, and after confirming that their colors were correct, they came to the edge of the Sea of Hope.
"The world still lacks a color." The young man said.
The princess asked curiously: "What color is missing?"
"Black," he said.
The princess was very surprised: "Isn't black the root of evil?"
The young man said: "Every color is necessary for its existence, otherwise the world will not be complete. Now everyone has just seen color, and they all fanatically hate black, so I can't take it out, otherwise it will Destroyed.”
The princess couldn't understand, but believed him.
The young man said: "From now on, colors will give you power. These seven colors are just the beginning. After that, more and more colors will be born. People who master more colors will be more powerful."
The princess nodded in understanding.
The young man looked at the sea and opened his arms. His body became thinner and thinner in the sea breeze.
"Okay, my beloved princess, after I leave, you will take away the black. You will divide each day into twelve segments, and paint the sky in six of the segments black. Then the world will be It’s complete.” The young man said.
The princess felt that he was about to leave and asked quickly: "Where should I go to get the black one back?"
The young man's voice was like a chant, "My hair is black, my pupils are black, my bones and blood are all black..."
As he sang like this, a lot of black blood gushed out from under the armor. The princess exclaimed. Then she remembered that when he came out of the deep well in the sea that night, he was covered with scars. Instead of healing, these scars It was killing him right now.
"Don't cry for me. I have completed my mission. Keep the colors I gave you, and remember to never resist the truth." These were the young man's last words.
He opened his arms, like a bird falling into the sea, and the undulating blue water swallowed him up.
The princess cried and put away all the black paint and carefully knocked them into the stone box.
She looked at this beautiful world and had already thought about painting it with great color one day.
After that, everything went as the young man predicted. There were more and more colors in the world. Even a simple leaf had rich colors. The princess was happy and felt that everything they did was full of value.
The darkness on the eyelash stage can no longer invade, and the world has seen the most beautiful light.
However, when everything became normal and the princess wanted to smear black into the night sky, something big happened - the monarch turned out to be color blind.
This incident originated from the sacrificial ceremony.
When the monarch was paying tribute to the color on behalf of the people, he suddenly pointed at the purple and screamed, "Black is coming again and is about to destroy it."
People looked at each other in astonishment. They could not tolerate anyone mistaking this sacred color, even if that person was the king. But the king insisted that what he saw was black.
This matter intensified and gradually turned into an irreducible dispute.
The king wanted to cover it with other colors, but the people who defended the sacred colors were firmly opposed, and some people even united to overthrow the king.
The princess knows that something is not good. If this continues, more and more people will focus on this, and her dark night will not be able to be drawn.
So that night, holding a branch made of black blood, she secretly came to the foot of the Colorful Mountain, hoping to paint the sky. But unfortunately, this day coincided with the rebels attacking the city, and she was caught. People were shocked when they saw the black color and could not associate it with the holy princess.
The princess told them the young man's last words, but the explanation was pale. They hated black and even suspected that the mysterious disappearance of the young warrior was caused by the princess. The princess was a witch and wanted to let black pollute the world again.
The rebels won the victory. They executed the princess and the monarch under the colorful peak, and used the remaining strong colors to neutralize and destroy the black.
From then on, there was no more darkness in the world, and people rejoiced. They worship color so passionately that they even paint their eyelids in color so that people never have to face the darkness.
Many years passed after that.
People also tried to go to sea, but they never found the legendary well. However, the young warrior's prediction came true. People really gained power from the colors, and these powers turned into the confidence to declare war on the Demon King of Eyelash Terrace.
People's life span has also gradually lengthened, from the first ten years to fifteen, twenty, sixty years...
The older generation has died, and the new generation is growing vigorously. Their only goal is to kill the last darkness, and the last darkness is above the eyelashes.
But the eyelash platform is a cliff, too high. With their current strength, they cannot climb up the eyelash platform at all.
Finally, after three hundred years of hard work, the first powerful warrior climbed up the unattainable platform under the eyes of everyone.
He became a hero in people's hearts.
But he never came back.
People think that the warrior's understanding of colors was not comprehensive enough, so he lost to the devil.
So after that, every few years, a warrior would climb the eyelid platform, but the outcome was without exception. The warrior failed to come back. Not only that, many big demons who eat color were born on the land. People are not these big demons. head opponent.
Fortunately, a great warrior appeared in the Colorful Kingdom. The great warrior had a genius and was born with knowledge. He knew hundreds of different colors in three years.
He killed the Fire King who swallowed the red color and obtained the purest red. Killing the King of the Ocean who swallowed blue, he got the purest blue... Finally, he killed all the demons who swallowed the seven colors and got the purest color.
He is stronger than ever because he recognizes all the colors in the world.
Carrying everyone's expectations, he climbed onto the eyelash platform, and he saw the devil deep in the eyelash platform.
But as powerful as he is, he has no power to fight back in front of the devil because he doesn't know the devil's color.
"What are you trying to expel?" asked the devil.
The warrior replied: "Darkness."
The devil asked again: "What is darkness?"
The warrior could not answer, for he had never seen black.
The warrior died in the palace. All the colors on his body were peeled off by the devil, mixed together, and turned into thick black. The devil inlaid this black on the crown, and his crown had another obsidian-like stone. of gems.
And this demon king has the same face as the original warrior.
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"This is the story evil told me." Ning Jiujiu slowly finished the whole story.
He usually didn't dare to recall it, but now that he was telling it slowly, he thought about the whole story. He always felt that evil was expressing something, but he couldn't think clearly.
Ye Changong listened, nodded calmly, and said, "Yes, I understand."
Just a plain sentence, no extra words.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "This story... what do you want to say?"
Ye Changong said: "I don't know either."
Ning Jiujiu asked curiously: "Is there anything in this world that Master doesn't know about?"
Between the shadows of the golden Buddha and candles, Ye Changong's words floated out, without any emotional impurities: "If I am omniscient and omnipotent, what use do you need?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and asked: "Master has done so much for me, what exactly do you want to do?"
Ye Changong's answer was unexpected: "I don't know either, but I'm a little tired."
Ning Jiujiu was slightly startled. He had never thought that the word "tired" would actually come out of his master's mouth.
On the shadow of the white gauze, Ye Changong's jade head hung lightly. She asked: "It has been more than three years since you were reborn. How do you feel about walking in this world?"
Ning Changjiu said: "The world is full of wine and lights, watching the clear breeze and bright moon. Each of the two lives has its own beauty, no distinction is made between the superior and the inferior."
Ye Changong nodded lightly and said, "Are you satisfied with the marriage contract?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded immediately: "Master knows people with a keen eye. Xiang'er and I have been in harmony so far and have lived up to Master's expectations. It's just..."
"Just what?" Ye Changong asked.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Why did Master agree to this marriage contract between me and Xiang'er?"
"This is one of the agreements between me and Suzaku." Ye Changong said as calmly as water, "You are from the Lei Lao Kingdom, and she was born from the Suzaku Kingdom. They were twins, so we decided to get married."
Ning Jiujiu always felt that something was wrong.
"Then has Master always been watching what I have done over the years?" Ning Jiujiu asked cautiously.
"I'm not that boring." Ye Changong said: "Besides, if you enter secret realms such as Luoshu and Hades, even I can't peep into it."
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently, thoughtfully.
He thought for a while and then asked: "By the way, who is the evil? Why do you want to tell this story?"
Ye Chan Palace did not hide it, saying: "Ei's identity is not a secret to the twelve kings. He is the seventh god in your mouth."
These calm words set off a storm in Ning Changjiu's mind.
The seventh god…
That is the god of this mother planet!
"What?" Ning Jiujiu was shocked: "Isn't the seventh god already dead?"
Ye Changong said: "Compared to the legendary Seventh God with great supernatural powers, he is already dead. At this moment, he has lost most of his power and is under house arrest in the Heavenly Ranking, unable to escape."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Who imprisoned him?"
Ye Changong didn't answer.
Ning Changjiu spoke softly and said, "Then... who is Shi?"
Ye Changong's answer was once again unexpected: "It's also the seventh god."
Ning Chang was stunned for a long time.
She explained: "The Seventh God was killed and dying, but he was connected to this star and could not really die. In order to prevent him from recovering and growing stronger again, a certain existence split him in half, who was originally neutral. The boy's half is connected to the body, and the girl's half is brought into the inner demon tribulation to be refined."
Ning Changjiu's heart trembled and he murmured to himself: "Evil and poetry..."*
Who imprisoned them? Is it the shopkeeper mentioned in the poem? Is it the dark master? So what is fire? Why doesn't evil convey such an important thing by itself? Or maybe the secret of fire is also hidden in that story...
Many questions came to mind one after another.
Ning Jiujiu was about to speak, but behind the white veil, Ye Chan Palace's fairy voice came faintly again, clear and moving, without any emotion.
"Okay, I'm tired. There are people waiting for you outside the door, go back." Ye Changong said.
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, knowing that he could no longer ask those secrets. He said softly: "Then where will Xue Ci and I go in the future?"
Ye Changong's voice became softer and softer: "After you recover, you can go down the mountain. Your junior sister is still waiting for your sword."
The voice fell silent.
The candlelight in the room suddenly dimmed, and as the white gauze fluttered, the woman sitting quietly inside seemed to have meditated.
Ning Jiujiu pushed the wheelchair and left quietly.
Outside the door, Siming was waiting anxiously.
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Thank you for waiting for so long."
Si Ming walked up behind him naturally, pushed the wheelchair, and said: "Stop being so sentimental... I took a long walk around the temple earlier and was really bored, so I came back here and happened to see you coming out. "
"That's a coincidence." Ning Jiujiu didn't bother to expose her, he just smiled and said, "Let's go back to the room."
Siming said: "What to do?"
Ning Jiujiu covered his forehead, pretending to be weak and said: "I think I should take medicine."
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(Evil poem. Homophonic for earth. This is what I said earlier. It’s a bad homophone. I want to beat Jianjian to death after hearing it! Of course... it’s just an insignificant joke. It’s definitely not a foreshadowing or anything, just to add some fun~)