Glazed Sky, Bihai Yunguang Palace.
The phoenix pushed open the palace gate that was several feet high, stepped over the threshold of gilt and inlaid jade, and unfolded in front of a very tall hall covered with copper-cast gold bricks. Majestic towering, straight into the sky.
This tall, majestic and golden statue looks like it will collapse at any time. Just a look at it will make people feel fearful, as if you don't kneel down and surrender with all your heart, the next moment will be King Kong's wrath and thunder, and you will be headed The body was crushed to pieces, the liver and brain smeared on the ground.
The phoenix passed through the terrifyingly empty golden brick hall, stood in front of one of the statues of the Venerable, prayed with incense, and stepped back half a step.
The venerable statue appeared in front of the golden light, and slowly outlined a lotus pedestal that was more than ten feet high in the void, on which sat Venerable Ba Ti with his hands folded and his face dignified.
"You are finally here, Phoenix Ming King." The Venerable sat upright, leaned over slightly and said, "I thought you would never return to Heaven, so Zhou Hui is waiting for you outside?"
He didn't use "that monster" but called Zhou Hui's name directly, making Fenghuang's eyes move slightly, and he also returned a salute: "Yes. Some time ago, because King Asura was rude, I misunderstood His Holiness's will..."
Venerable Ba Ti waved his hand to show that there was no harm: "So His Highness returned to Liulitian to see me because he found something strange about himself?"
Phoenix was silent for a moment, it seemed a little difficult to speak.
"I've been short-tempered recently, and suddenly lost my mind. One day I even wanted to put Zhou Hui to death..."
It was on the bed late one night, and Phoenix was in a state of confusion amid the fierce collision. Suddenly, without warning, a strong irritability surged in his heart, which instantly turned into a stream of fire that passed through his limbs, causing him to suddenly open his eyes.
In fact, Phoenix's tolerance for pain is very high. In the fiery embrace of his skin, he can endure the severe pain silently, without even making a sound. However, at that moment, the sudden burst of anger that even he himself could not control, as if someone suddenly controlled his body and pushed Zhou Hui in an instant.
Zhou Hui didn't realize what was going on, he immediately jumped up to grab him, and asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt? How much?"
Phoenix stared straight at him, trying his best to say something, but the next moment he lost consciousness.
When he regained his senses, he saw that the bed was overturned, the ground was in a mess, and the cabin was almost destroyed. And he was holding the knife in his hand, Zhou Hui pressed him tightly to the ground and grabbed his wrist, his robe was soaked with cold sweat.
"What... what's going on?" Fenghuang asked in a daze, and then found that Zhou Hui had several long scratches from his chest to his abdomen, with deep bones. He almost grabbed his internal organs, and the blood mixed with the minced meat flowed out. land.
Phoenix suddenly rolled over and sat up: "Zhou Hui! What's wrong with you? What's going on?!"
Zhou Hui covered the wound with one hand, held him in his arms with the other, and patted his back soaked in cold sweat with trembling: "It's okay, you passed out just now... It's okay, it's okay..."
Only later did Phoenix know that after losing consciousness that night, he suddenly started attacking Zhou Hui like a madman.
If Zhou Hui's reaction was a little slower, he would have become a corpse now.
Zhou Hui had been recovering from the injury for a while, but he didn't say anything. Every day, he changed the way to make the dull Phoenix happy. He didn't seem to really take it to heart, and a few days later, he rebuilt the cabin. He carried dozens of huge logs from the Red Devils Forest and came back to chop, saw, and build, in order to prove to Phoenix that he had suffered a small injury. It's nothing at all, it's almost healed.
Under his performance, although Phoenix was terrified in his heart, he was barely able to remain calm on the surface.
Until late at night a few days ago, the same thing happened again.
The Phoenix language was vague, and did not say under what circumstances each loss of consciousness occurred. Venerable Ba Ti didn't ask any further questions, he pondered for a moment and then said: "The last time I told His Highness to return to Mount Sumeru, it was because I remembered the relevant questions... If I guessed correctly, when your soul is weak to a certain extent, your mind will become weaker. May be manipulated by another person."
He didn't say who it was, but Fenghuang understood instantly, and his face changed suddenly: "He wants to kill Zhou Hui?"
Venerable Ba Ti closed his eyes and did not answer.
"No, it would be easy if Shakya wanted to kill Zhou Hui, why would he use this method?!"
The hall fell into silence, and the Venerable was silent for a long time, seemingly hesitating to speak.
"...I don't know," he finally admitted: "I have cultivated Buddha for ten thousand years, and I deeply feel that I have penetrated the Buddha's heart, but since the last time Buddha entered Buzhou Mountain and brought you back to the Thirty-Three Heavens, I feel more and more that Buddha seems to have Where is it getting more and more different…”
His Holiness paused and said, "Especially... in matters related to you, Your Highness."
Phoenix was slightly stunned.
Sandalwood is lingering in the Buddhist hall, like an invisible cloud of smoke. The Tiandao Buddhist Hall has always been splendid and splendid, and the white mountains and black waters of the Four Evil Realms can’t be compared with it. Zhou Hui’s humble log cabin on Buzhou Mountain, in front of such a rich and solemn pagoda, is estimated to be even qualified to be a thatched hut. No.
However, when Phoenix stood on the pure gold floor tiles covering the entire Buddhist hall, surrounded by precious sandalwood that is rare in the world, he felt a chill all over his body.
"With all due respect," His Holiness said gently, "His Royal Highness is moved, is it because he really loves that hell demon, or is it because he is separated from cause and effect, because he is destined for you?"
At that moment, what suddenly appeared in Phoenix's mind was not the ancient wind and snow at the temple on top of Xuebao Mountain, but the desolate plains of Buzhou Mountain, the simple hut full of red Asura flowers, and the fiery and real pain in the pain. hug.
"...I don't know," Fenghuang murmured, "I still...don't know."
His Holiness looked at the phoenix on the ground. Such a person with great wisdom and great perfection has always been full of compassion in his eyes, but at this moment, his confusion is no less than that of Phoenix.
"His Royal Highness, if you insist on staying in hell, there may be more unpredictable consequences. If you are controlled again, it is very likely that you will kill Zhou Hui by mistake; and if Zhou Hui hurts you in self-defense, you will be directly hacked by divine condemnation. You have become a powder." The Venerable said with a sigh, and said, "For today's plan, you might as well go back to Mount Sumeru to quell the turmoil. If you really can't find a solution in the future, you can seal the six senses and isolate the soul. It can also prevent the possibility of being controlled... how?"
Phoenix stood blankly for a while, his mind blank.
After a while, he said softly, "I'll think about it again."
·
Outside the Bihai Yunguang Palace, there is a nine-zhang high platform.
Zhou Hui sat on the white jade steps, propping his forehead in one hand and leaning on the knife in the other, looking absently at the sea of clouds churning under his feet.
The silver-haired Snow Mountain Goddess walked slowly down the steps. When she passed Zhou Hui, her footsteps paused, her eyes flowed, and she asked with a smile, "Waiting for the Phoenix King?"
Zhou Hui recognized her as the woman who was standing on the tower that day on the battlefield, and also knew that she was said to have a marriage contract with Phoenix, so he picked it lazily: "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, just look at what the hell demon looks like." The Snow Mountain Goddess looked up and down at Zhou Hui, her eyes lingering on his strong shoulders and arms, and smiled: "I have also been to the sea of blood in hell, and I know Asura. There are only charming and attractive women in the tribe, and most of the men are ugly, but I didn't expect the monsters to be so handsome when they cultivated their bodies... Have you ever seen Asura women?"
"I see, what's up?"
The goddess's tone was slightly provocative: "How does it compare to me?"
Having said that, anyone who doesn't understand is an idiot.
Zhou Hui's first reaction was actually absurd, but then, the speculation and cunning in the monster's instinct made him pass an almost impossible plan.
"... Asura's way is ultimately the way of the devil," he paused, and said lazily, "You are the goddess of heaven, why are you compared to them?"
The Snow Mountain Goddess slenderly stroked the corners of her eyes, and seemed to have heard her most satisfactory answer, revealing a charming and charming smile.
"You know how to talk, no wonder you're impressed by the Phoenix King... You know? You have a good eye. The Phoenix King's soul is really flamboyant, and it is perfect for cultivation. Even a heavenly person of my level is sometimes envious."
She leaned over and stared at Zhou Hui's eyes at close range, revealing a tender breast from this angle, which was dazzlingly white: "Because of this, Mount Sumeru won't let Phoenix King stay in hell for too long, you have to be prepared - hurry up Time to practice properly, handsome guy."
Zhou Hui's eyes changed slightly, but she saw her wink at him very provocatively, then got up and passed by.
Zhou Hui's brows twitched and he turned his head abruptly. As expected, Venerable Ba Ti in the Buddhist hall in the distance had disappeared, and Phoenix was looking back at all this.
There was no expression on his face, but the scene just now must be in full view.
The snowy mountain goddess walked over the high threshold of the Buddhist hall and walked towards the Phoenix Ming King. She seemed to say something with a smile, and Fenghuang glanced at Zhou Hui and shook his head.
The goddess, however, did not change her expression and continued to persuade with a smile. It took about half a cup of tea before she saw Phoenix nodded and replied briefly, passing her and walking out of the Buddhist hall.
Zhou Hui looked behind him, just as the Snow Mountain Goddess looked over, revealing a confident, sexy and provocative smile.
"I just..." Zhou Hui stepped forward to explain, but was interrupted by Phoenix: "I may need to go back to Mount Sumeru."
From the corner of Zhou Hui's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the Snow Mountain Goddess not far away, and his expression changed slightly: "Why?"
His worries were actually obvious, but Phoenix was so overwhelmed that he didn't notice his reaction.
"...There are some things on Mount Sumeru..." he said softly, "I have to settle it before I can go back to hell..."
·
In the year that Phoenix returned to Mount Sumeru, many things happened.
In fact, for someone like Phoenix who can kneel for hundreds of years, a few days and years are no different. For him, time is chaotic and still. He often ignores the passage of time in his meditation. Anyway, he is the only one in the temple. Even if he does not appear for hundreds or even thousands of years, no one will notice his disappearance.
However, for Zhou Hui, that year was filled with smoke and all kinds of absurdities, which were unforgettable.
The past relationship between him and the snow-capped goddess Shakti happened in this year, and soon achieved the result he wanted - Shakti proposed to King Jiang Sanshi Ming to dissolve the engagement with King Phoenix Ming and remarry to the sea of blood in hell.
Before the third generation Ming Wang had time to be furious, the news spread throughout the 33rd Heaven, and the Phoenix Ming Wang blatantly lowered the real fire from the top of the glacier, burning the temple of Shakti to the ground.
- This is simply beyond everyone's expectations.
King Fenghuang Ming, this person who lives high in the forbidden area on the top of the mountain and only has a sense of existence when the hell is emptied; this legendary person who is as silent, steadfast and indifferent as the Eternal Glacier, who often does not speak a word for hundreds of thousands of years; Because of this incident, he was furious, and without saying a word, he burned down the palace that symbolized the status of the Snow Mountain Goddess.
Afterwards, the Phoenix Ming King descended Mt. Sumeru again and decided to leave the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Legend has it that when King Phoenix Ming left, Jiang III took the Snow Mountain Goddess and blocked him on the Tianyin Sea of Zhaofu Poti Continent. At that time, the sea was full of smoke and water, and the silver light was flickering. The phoenix stepped on the lotus and confronted the third world and the goddess of the snow mountain, and asked coldly, "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Hui raised his foot and walked towards him, but was stopped by Phoenix raising his hand: "It's none of your business."
When he said this, his face was cold and expressionless, Zhou Hui immediately stopped and said in vain, "I..."
- The Snow Mountain Goddess stared at Zhou Hui on the side, and her heart was completely unnamed. No matter how much she borrowed her brain, she would never have imagined that this handsome, ruthless, moody man would look like this in front of the Phoenix King, as if he had completely changed!
Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Sanshi immediately stepped forward to block the Snow Mountain Goddess, barely suppressing his anger and looking straight at King Fenghuang Ming: "Phoenix! You burned down Shakti's temple without authorization. I'm here today to ask, how do you plan to explain this matter? Do you think that the Phoenix Temple is a forbidden place, and we can’t burn it back to the Five Great Kings of Tantric Sect?!”
Zhou Hui wanted to say something, but Phoenix interrupted him: "Yes."
"you!"
"I'm on fire, what about you?"
Phoenix's tone was unbridled, almost completely different from his usual taciturn appearance.
Jiang Sanshi couldn't come down to the stage in front of Zhou Hui. He was in a hurry and said angrily: "You left Mount Sumeru privately and destroyed the Snow Mountain Temple. It's impossible to forget it! If you dare to resist the Tao of Heaven and the decree of the Buddha, Today's situation must be no good!"
"—Oh, what's wrong with the Fa?"
Jiang Sanshi thought for a while and said: "Unless you go back to Mount Sumeru now and ask the Buddha for the crime of burning down the temple, I can also send down the thunder. At that time, the sky is full of silver and the sea will be charred, don't blame me for really—"
A light and slightly mocking smile flashed in Phoenix's eyes.
He stretched out his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning protruded, and layers of blood appeared on the sea surface that was suddenly hazy. In the deep sea, the phoenix from ancient times resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, causing a frightening dull shock.
"Really?" Phoenix asked.
Countless black shadows appeared under his fair skin, as if chains with magic power appeared vertically and horizontally in the body, and the bottom of his eyes faintly shone with green light, which made people tremble.
Zhou Hui had never seen a Phoenix like this before, and he couldn't help but reveal a look of astonishment that couldn't be concealed.
And King Jiang Sanshi took half a step back.
"Extremely, extremely evil..." He whispered softly, with obvious disbelief at the end: "You are crazy, you dare to sacrifice the extremely evil...!"
"I have endured so long that you all think I am weak and can take my things with impunity..."
Phoenix raised his head, his long hair broke free from the headband in the gust of wind, and his broad robe was violently blown up like wings. Lightning fell from the sky, causing huge waves to skyrocket on the sea around him, and countless blue-light currents in the white water rushed like thousands of small snakes, and instantly covered the entire sea.
"What I deserve," Phoenix raised his head slightly, with stubbornness in his expression: "It's mine."
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and King Jiang Sanshi instantly pulled the Snow Mountain Goddess back and flew back—
However, it was too late, Wan Jun Lightning followed what he pointed, like a ferocious light dragon, pouring out from the mountains and seas!
Fenghuang Ming Wang was extremely evil, and he was defeated and surrendered to the third world in the East Sea of Zhaofu Boti Continent. The tsunami even shook the foot of Mount Sumeru, thousands of miles away.
Afterwards, Phoenix left the Thirty-Three Heaven and descended to Hell Buzhou Mountain again.
·
When Fenghuang returned to the hut in Buzhou Mountain, he had recovered his calm. His white robe was soaked by the sea water, and his black hair was entangled tightly against his body. He looked very thin, and only bones could be seen on his shoulders.
He sat on the bed with his knees bent, motionless, like a beautiful and lifeless statue of ice and snow.
Zhou Hui took the dry cloth and handed it to him, but he didn't respond at all. Zhou Hui then gently took off the wet robe from his body, but he did not resist, and put on the dry clothes in silence.
It was Zhou Hui's gray robe, which was especially large on Phoenix's body, with a particularly protruding collarbone at the neckline. Zhou Hui slowly wiped his hair with a dry cloth, being careful not to touch the strands of hair, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Phoenix shook his head.
"You… have nothing to say to me?"
Phoenix was silent for a long time, until Zhou Hui thought that he would not speak again, and he heard him gently ask: "Do you like Shakti?"
Zhou Hui put down the cloth, half-kneeled in front of Phoenix, looked up at him and said seriously, "I hope you don't marry her, I love you, and I don't want you to return to heaven..."
Phoenix's eyes are very long at the end, slightly raised, and they look very glazed when their eyes flow. But when he stared at a thing quietly, he was often very focused, as if nothing else existed in the world except this thing at this moment.
There is no fireworks, no murderous aura.
With such a gaze, it is easy to forget that he has emptied the sea of blood, stepped through hell, and shot the Great Asura King with one arrow; such a focused and quiet gaze, it is easy for people to fall into it involuntarily, as if Even the soul will drown in it.
Zhou Hui stared at him intently, holding his wet hands, as solemn as when he proposed marriage that day, and asked, "You... do you love me, my highness?"
Do you love me? Phoenix thought.
How long can that kind of thing called love be preserved in the bleak reality full of chaos
A deep powerlessness suddenly struck his heart, just like the lingering lingering weariness of fate in his lonely fate day after day before he knew Zhou Hui.
Phoenix closed his eyes gently.
In front of Zhou Hui, he had the urge to show Shakti the most evil image of Shaketi. He had the urge to break a jar and smash it. After sobering up, he wanted to test Zhou Hui's opinion, but all of a sudden, he felt that it was unnecessary.
Zhou Hui watched Phoenix's expression closely, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you still concerned about the Snow Mountain Goddess? If that's the case, I can go to Mount Sumeru right now—"
"...No," Phoenix paused and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter."
Anyway... it won't be mine forever, he thought.
·
Phoenix finally gave up the slow process of cultivating the soul, and after he came to Buzhou Mountain again, he began to use the method of closing his six senses to resist the mental manipulation from Wushengtian.
Until a long time later, it was an unforgettable memory in Zhou Hui's life.
It's not that the Phoenix is like a corpse and has no communication with him at all. In fact, Phoenix's closed six senses are most of the time on the bed. Although the spiritual platform is still there, the whole person is in a daze, like a submissive puppet at his mercy. .
Zhou Hui didn't say anything, but he was actually very uncomfortable.
He didn't know why the phoenix agreed to him, why he descended from the high mountain temple to the four evil realms for him, and for him to endure the heat, chaos and darkness of hell; just like today, he doesn't know why the phoenix would rather close the five senses, Silently and meekly, too, endure his apparently unwelcome closeness.
The only thing that comforted him was that Phoenix still relied heavily on his embrace, and even craved hot skin to touch him more than before.
Sometimes watching him fall asleep with his eyes closed, Zhou Hui would even have an illusion, as if he really wanted to be by his side. It was as if he cherished even the little pain he gave him.
·
The fact that Phoenix showed a very evil appearance in the east sea of Zhaofu Boti Continent unexpectedly did not attract thunder, and did not even startle a little splash.
After King Ming of the Third World returned to Mount Xumi with the Snow Mountain Goddess, it was as if the incident was suddenly covered up, and there was no news at all.
However, Zhou Hui was not naive enough to think that this was the end of the matter - he was even mentally prepared to bring the phoenix to the end of the world. But when he carefully inquired about Phoenix's thoughts, he felt that he didn't really care much about what kind of punishment he would incur.
He didn't seem to really care.
Until a long time later, Zhou Hui felt that Phoenix paid little attention to the things around him, as if he had no special interest in anything, and was only immersed in his secret and peaceful inner world. He had been puzzled, irritable, and tried to forcibly pull the phoenix out of the invisible world by violent or even violent means, but the situation had only improved slightly, and the problem had not been fundamentally resolved.
—He tried to recall when this situation started, and he thought of this time above.
After a short burst of emotion, Phoenix's emotions quickly turned into bleak ashes. It seems that the outbreak of that time has already burned all his enthusiasm, and I don't know how much is left, and it has been properly hidden in a place deep in my heart that no one knows.
"When there is a punishment, come." Facing Zhou Hui's inquiries, he lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing but beat me to death, I can still Nirvana, so... it doesn't matter."
However, Zhou Hui couldn't face this matter with his negative attitude.
After Nirvana, the phoenix formed a jade embryo, and was born and grown again. Everything in the previous life was turned to ashes, and it was possible that he would never know who he was again.
Zhou Hui closely guarded the Phoenix. Whether it was when his six senses were closed and muddled, or when he was conscious and able to control himself, he forcibly tied him to his side, and immediately came over when he was out of sight, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly have a problem. Lost one day and never came back.
Phoenix didn't disagree. Many times he sat on the wooden platform at the door, tilted his head, watched Zhou Hui busy with this, and followed the man quietly, sometimes even looking at it for a whole day.
Zhou Hui was afraid that he would feel bored and bored. After all, the sky in hell was hazy, the air was pungent, and Buzhou Mountain was close to the sea of blood, and there would often be ugly and odd-shaped monsters running up to bite the bloody flesh; however, Phoenix was very indifferent to all this. He was very attentive only when he looked at Zhou Hui, as if he was very interested in what he was doing.
Once Zhou Hui beat a roe deer owl and came back to roast it. Phoenix sat on the edge with his head up and suddenly asked, "Why don't you eat raw food?"
Zhou Hui is still a hell devil in essence, and hell devils eat raw meat directly. But if you eat too much raw meat, the whole body of the monster will give off a strong bloody smell, which is very unpleasant like rust. Later, when Phoenix came to Buzhou Mountain, he learned to make a fire and eat cooked food like the human world.
"I've always baked it," Zhou Hui lied: "Eating raw meat is something only low-level hell demons do."
Phoenix silently snorted and nodded.
He looked at the raw meat tossing and turning on the fire, and seemed a little curious. Zhou Hui remembered that he hadn't had a sip of water or eaten anything since he came to Zhoushan, and suddenly felt a little worried, and asked, "Would you like to try it?"
Phoenix seemed a little hesitant.
"Roe deer owl meat is very tender, it doesn't matter, just take a bite and spit it out if you can't swallow it."
Zhou Hui picked out the tenderest piece of fat and thin meat from the belly of the roe deer owl, cut a small piece with a knife and handed it to him. Phoenix didn't reach out to take it, but sniffed with the tip of his nose. It seemed that he couldn't adapt, and after a moment of hesitation, he tried to put it into his mouth with his teeth.
The next second he spit out the meat directly from his mouth, covered his mouth with force, and slammed his face into his knees.
Zhou Hui rushed up to straighten his face, fetched water to rinse his mouth, but was rejected by Fenghuang shaking his head with a flushed face. After a long time, he waited for the taste in his mouth to dissipate, then glanced at the meat on the ground again, and said sadly: "I'm sorry, I can't adapt to this..."
Zhou Hui's heart suddenly sank, but he didn't say anything, leaning over and kissing Phoenix's temple.
Had to move out of hell, he thought.
However, Zhou Hui has lived in hell for many years, and moving away is not something that can be accomplished in a few days. What's more difficult is that the environment of the hungry ghost realm and the animal realm may not be comparable to hell, the human world is full of smog, and the people of the Asura Dao can never accept a hell demon who has never cultivated into a human body. place.
- the way of heaven.
There are many space-time gaps at the junction of the Heavenly Dao and the Four Evil Daos. For example, the lowest layer of the Thirty-three Heavens is the glazed sky.
Zhou Hui then made the decision to go north to Liulitian, and Phoenix accepted it without any doubts.
Later, when I recalled this relocation, it should have been the first step for Zhou Hui and Tian Dao to reach a compromise with each other. The thinking was not incorrect; however, at the time, Zhou Hui regretted it very much, because it almost caused Phoenix's death.
-Because of the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti, she followed immediately.