After many years, the world is divided into six realms.
One is the way of heaven, which governs the laws of the world, and only saints can understand one or two.
The second is the way of Asura, doing good, fighting well, and absorbing the evil of the world. After death, he will be reduced to the next four realms due to karma.
The third is humanity, with good and evil, accounting for the largest number of people.
Four, five, and six are respectively animals, evil spirits, and hell. They are all evil, and there is another theory about the treatment they receive.
At this moment, the six realms have not been clearly divided, and no living person knows how the world will be successfully divided, and what will happen.
Whether it is the gods, dragons, phoenixes, or liches in the world, they have not yet completely perished. All the powers that raise their hands to change the sky and lower their hands to shake the earth are eager to survive, but they are indulged in bloody battles, fighting by nature.
As for humans and Asura, both were born not long ago, the former was so weak that he was brutally slaughtered, and the latter was so weak that no one cares about it.
There is sympathy, there is sadness, but it has no effect.
All creatures seem to be trapped in the battle royale, and only the victor can survive.
The ignorant and fearless Meng Xiaoni spends her days walking birds in the underworld.
Meng Xiaoni likes Guifeng very much.
She likes to comb his hair, to take him to Qijin Mountain to dig treasures, to go fishing with him in Qishuihai, to take him secretly to Ashura's residence, to see lotus blooming in large numbers.
The ghost phoenix's feathers are a little neater, but they are still red and black, just like the evil birds that should exist in this barren underworld. His arrogance fell on her shoulders, and he would often fly in the sky for a while, and then look down at the earth from a high position.
Both Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng are not the kind of people who are very good at chattering.
Guifeng speaks little, her voice is nice, but she seldom speaks.
This made Meng Xiaoni idle and would often grab Guifeng's little feet and beg for a song: "Guifeng, I want to order a song."
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
Meng Xiaoni looked happy: "The ghost I met on the last road, the song he sang, you must sing it ten thousand times better than him."
Guifeng recalled the ghost.
The lifespan of the human race is extremely short, and it is good to live more than 30 years. The ghost was only a teenager and died easily.
His song is a folk song, unscrupulously singing his love for the woman in his heart.
That woman was just a glimpse of fate, but he had to sing for a long time until he died.
Guifeng: "I don't remember."
Meng Xiaoni: "Then I'll sing it to you! You can sing it as I sing!"
Guifeng struggled to escape.
Meng Xiaoni's singing is killing the bird!
The feet were trapped, and the ghost phoenix flicked its tail feathers angrily. His tail feathers were on fire, and he "slapped" on Meng Xiaoni's arm. Full of ruthlessness, sparks splashed everywhere, without the slightest hesitation.
Meng Xiaoni scratched her arm, but there was not even a trace of marks on her arm. She smiled and teased: "Don't act like a baby."
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
What is coquettishness!
He will act like a baby
ridiculous!
Meng Xiaoni: "The reeds are pale~the white dew is frost~~"
Guifeng felt that some people read better than they sang. Obviously, the voice can be saved, so I have to sing the nine tunes and eighteen bends.
This is a murder.
"The so-called Yiren!"
Guifeng: "I'll sing."
He said this through gritted teeth.
Meng Xiaoni shut up.
Guifeng glanced at the first Asura in front of him with her red eyes: "The so-called Yiren—on the side of the water—"
His voice is very crisp. He didn't understand what was being sung, so that when he sang this love song that he secretly admired, he sang a bit of ethereal spirit.
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Meng Xiaoni walked on the road with Guifeng, listening to the distant singing, she was full of joy.
Falling outside in ten days has nothing to do with them.
Tiangu swallowing the moon has nothing to do with them.
Gonggong bumped into Buzhou Mountain, but it still had nothing to do with them.
Even occasionally, Guifeng will forget the destruction of the Phoenix clan, and fall into this joyful journey, seeing all the scenery of the underworld. Even if there are few trees, even if blood oozes from the sand, even if animals, evil spirits, and hells increase step by step.
The Palace of the King of Hades in Houtu was finally built.
Meng Xiaoni took Guifeng to visit.
There is no king of hell in the palace of the king of hell, and the five emperors were first established in Houtu.
The five men didn't know what their identities were before they were alive, but now they each performed their duties and began to cooperate with Hou Tu in preparing for the affairs of the underworld.
When Houtu saw Meng Xiaoni, he was very surprised: "Why are you here again?"
Meng Xiaoni nodded to the ghost and phoenix beside her: "Show off the bird."
Houtu was also surprised when he saw the ghost phoenix: "Phoenix? I thought..."
The Phoenix Clan has been completely wiped out.
Houtu didn't say any more, but admired: "Fate."
Meng Xiaoni turned her head and stretched out her fingers, scratching Guifeng's belly: "Yes. She sings very well, better than any Asura."
Phoenixes are born singers.
Looking at the fire on the ghost phoenix's tail, Hou Tu suddenly asked Meng Xiaoni: "The number of Asura clan is increasing now. Don't you want to give yourself a name?"
Meng Xiaoni shook her head.
She doesn't want to be named just yet.
"Once I decide on a name, I will fall into the eyes of all living beings. It's really troublesome." Meng Xiaoni said, "It's much more interesting to be an anonymous person."
She walks in this underworld without giving up her name, free and unrestrained. Not even her own race can restrain her.
Houtu doesn't force it.
She just asked Meng Xiaoni: "The water of the Styx River can cleanse the soul, if a ghost drinks it, will it be able to gain new life?"
Meng Xiaoni thought for a while: "Maybe."
Hou Tu nodded.
Styx does not belong to Meng Xiaoni, so Meng Xiaoni didn't ask Houtu what he planned to do, but instead encouraged Guifeng to sing: "Hurry up and sing twice for Houtu to hear."
Guifeng can't beat Meng Xiaoni, let alone Houtu.
But he wants face.
He viciously pecked Meng Xiaoni's head with his mouth, and the ghost phoenix ran away, flying out of the sight of the audience in a blink of an eye.
Meng Xiaoni giggled.
Hou Tu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can you treat a phoenix like this?"
Meng Xiaoni was quite straightforward: "Who made him depressed as soon as he has nothing to do. I'm trying to find something for him to do. You see, he is acting like a baby and even kissed me."
After hearing this, Houtu shook his head.
This peck can turn into a kiss, something that completely distorts the facts, I don't know where Meng Xiaoni has the cheek to dare to say it.
Meng Xiaoni looked at Gui Fengfei's back as he went away: "I used to feel very anxious, anxious and irritable, and wanted to kill everyone. This is the nature of Asura. But this nature was suppressed by a bird."
Houtu was stunned.
Meng Xiaoni echoed what Houtu said earlier: "This is probably the fate."
Houtu wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he still didn't say anything in the end.
Meng Xiaoni finally waved her hand at Houtu: "I'll go after him and find something to appease him."
Talking about chasing, Meng Xiaoni actually didn't catch Guifeng at all on the first day.
Guifeng ran away from home.
Oh, they've been wandering around, they have no concept of home.
On the mountain tower, where Asura is, there is no home of Meng Xiaoni.
Meng Xiaoni simply went to look for seeds.
She heard it on the way. The Fenghuang family eats fruit and loves to live in sycamore trees. There are sycamore trees outside, but none of those ordinary sycamore trees can match her arrogant phoenix.
The underworld is very big, but Meng Xiaoni still found the seeds left by the dead thousand-year-old sycamore tree in the cracks of the hell abyss, the lifeless kind.
She took the seeds back to Asura's lotus pond, and easily descended into the depths of the Styx pond, digging out the lotus root.
She also quietly took away a bunch of lotus seeds.
Houtu said that the water of the Styx River can cleanse the soul and make it easy for ghosts to live a new life. That is tantamount to forgetting the past.
Meng Xiaoni didn't dare to get any water from the Styx River in her mouth, for fear that she would forget her serious business.
She wiped herself clean, walked down the mountain tower, and ran to find a mountain group where the temperature was a little too high.
Since Bu Zhoushan was knocked off, Houtu accelerated her own movements.
The blood in the mud and sand of the underworld is getting less and less day by day.
The earth's crust seems to be changing day by day.
Not just the crust, it seems that the boundaries of all walks of life are changing.
This kind of thing has nothing to do with Meng Xiaoni.
She felt that there was magma and fire in the overheated underground, baking the whole area warm. In fact, Guifeng has always liked hot places and the sun. If losing the sun would cause too much trouble, Meng Xiaoni would really go get a sun for Guifeng.
Meng Xiaoni really thought about it.
As long as Guifeng has a little idea, she might go for it.
It's a pity that the sun in the sky didn't have her turn to do it, and was almost shot by Hou Yi directly.
Absolutely miserable, utterly miserable.
"Plant a lotus seed today, a lotus root tomorrow, and a sycamore tree the day after tomorrow." Meng Xiaoni sang her own tune strangely, and buried these things on the mountain according to her instinct.
She held up her hands: "Sprout!"
Seedlings break through the soil.
Meng Xiaoni looked at the little Miao with a little surprise.
After thinking about it, she slipped away to fetch water from the Styx River.
Watering, no fertilization, a lifeless sycamore seed, under the instillation of Meng Xiaoni's unknown power, gradually grew up, from a small seedling to a small tree, and then into a big tree in the sky.
Meng Xiaoni stepped on the center by accident, and even broke off two branches, so that a entwined hollow house grew out of the center of the sycamore tree.
This is a house specially reserved for ghosts and phoenixes.
If you run away from home, you must have a home.
Meng Xiaoni made a home for Guifeng.
Her unique phoenix has lost a family, and of course she should have a new home.
After Meng Xiaoni dealt with all this, she smiled and went to catch the bird with satisfaction.
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