Bodhi

Regardless of what happened in the unknown mountain system thousands of miles away, the atmosphere in the Immortal King's Palace was stagnant and heavy.

The bright pearls are shining brightly, reflecting the room brilliantly. The young national teacher is wearing a green robe and standing in front of a huge crystal floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Rather than saying that it is a mirror, it is better to say that it is a wall made of a whole piece of crystal. It is shiny and transparent, as clear as water. Through it, one can look into the imperial city of the capital, and even vaguely see the continuous ups and downs thousands of miles away. mountains and rivers.

"Does it look good?" He asked softly, "This is the country that your generations have accumulated and expanded."

Wen Chuan leaned against the soft couch Wen'e was leaning on, not knowing how to answer this question.

The national teacher smiled slightly and turned around: "I originally thought that you are all his descendants, no matter how dull your talents are, the instinct to become a king should still be engraved in your blood."

"But it turns out that I was wrong." His voice was suddenly cold, making the immortals in the room instantly feel the deterrent force of falling from warm spring to severe winter. A brood of savages!"

Wen Gui, the monarch of the Immortal Kingdom, trembled and knelt down on the ground immediately. Seeing this, the sons and daughters behind him and several close relatives also had to kneel down along with Wu Ya.

"I have chosen you since the undead gods were not founded," he paced slowly and carelessly, "your ancestors were greedy and cruel, but their greed and cruelty not only did not bring them annihilation , On the contrary, they have made them—if this kind of character can be more tactful, learn to cover up, and be more skillful...you will really be natural superiors and rulers."

He changed the topic: "It's a pity that you can't do it. Your ingenuity and intelligence can only stop at the level of your ancestors catching prey in the wilderness. You don't have the balance and compassion of your subordinates and monarchs; you have a lot of money, and you have room to do things." You don’t have the demeanor of a king, what do you have? Rely on killing to create fear and suppress anger; rack your brains to think of ways to entertain yourself; call out your slaves to show your extraordinaryness by destroying killing karma..."

"But the Yaozu were defeated by the gods and men thousands of years ago!" Wen Hua said unconvinced, "The weak will prey on the strong...it is a matter of course."

The national teacher paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's right, Your Highness the third prince, I haven't troubled you yet, but you sent me to your door first? Catch a pair of lovebirds and use a trick to blind the male bird's eyes." , forcibly cutting off the tongues of female birds, and then putting them on the field to kill each other...It's very ingenious and interesting, isn't it?"

Wen Hua said embarrassingly: "That's all the idea of ​​the counselor..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hit in the chest by the national teacher, and hit the pillar behind him heavily!

"Idiot!" The national teacher was furious, and he slammed Wenhua's back with another blow, splashing a bloodstain on the ground, "The lovebirds are born husband and wife, and Nuwa's golden flag is inscribed! Now you use this method to turn them against each other. It hurts the world, it is ridiculous and obscene for everyone to make fun of, your good fortune in this life is over! And why don't you put a trap on the male bird? Are you sure it won't fight back, or do you think there are no females? If the bird threatens you, you can control it? Why don’t His Highness the Third Prince explain it, so that I, a mortal, can also open my eyes?”

Seeing Wenhua vomit blood and fell to the ground, Wengui couldn't help pleading: "Master, this kid is just ignorant, and it's not that there are people in the Godman Kingdom who have done more than him. Besides, the monster clan ..."

"The human world, the wild land, and above the nine heavens," the national teacher turned to look at him, "Leaving aside the human world, do you know how many monster races there are in the prehistoric world, and how many gods and men there are? Want to kill all the monster races? Your Majesty, you are going to kill most of the people in the four realms, what does the monarch think, why don't you explain it to me?"

Seeing that Wen Gunen was speechless, he circled around these god-man race who didn't know what was wrong, and their faces were full of bewilderment. He suddenly felt tired and sighed: "Even if he fails, I still expect his descendants to rule the Great Desolation... That's all, that's all! What happened to what I told you to do?"

Wen Gui hurriedly stood up and said: "It's almost the end, the 81 mountain systems have been assigned manpower, in addition to my immortal country, there are more than ten countries including Zhutou country, Guanxiong country, Sanshou country, Yanhuo country, Xiaoyang country, etc. If the country participates, this time the wish of the national teacher will definitely be fulfilled!"

"I'm doing this for you," the national teacher said with a cold look in his eyes, "If you don't get rid of the dragon, all the kingdoms of gods and men will be destroyed. This plan kills two birds with one stone. Although it is not a clever strategy, it is more than enough. "

As he said that, he was about to retreat from the crowd, but in a blink of an eye he saw Wen'e with a sleepy complexion, thought for a while, and said to Wen Chuan: "Since inborn spirits are useless, you can also try the blood essence of birds and beasts that has the effect of resurrection. "

Wen Chuan hurriedly said: "Thank you, the national teacher, for your concern."

After they returned to the bedroom, Wen'e said: "Brother, what do you think..."

"Hush," Wen Chuan stretched out his hand and pulled out a light curtain, "Every wind that comes and goes is the eyes and ears of the national teacher, wait a moment."

Wen'e waited for the light curtain to cover the room before she slowly opened her mouth and said, "Brother, do you think... what Wen Hua did has softened the national teacher's heart and made him start to favor those monster races?"

When she mentioned the word "Yaozu", even though her eyes were dull and lifeless, there was still a little contemptuous look in her eyes.

Wen Chuan shook his head with a smile, and tucked the quilt for her, "Do you think that the national teacher punished Wen Hua, so he softened his heart towards the Yaozu?"

"Although the kingdoms of gods and men currently regard the monster race as enemies, they can still put them on a relatively balanced opposite surface. On the other hand, the national division is different..."

"He has already regarded the Yaozu as his own things, so he blames Wenhua, because Wenhua took his things without authorization." Wen Chuan sighed, "We regard the Yaozu as slaves, so it is still a shame. Living things, the national teacher regards the Yaozu as his own objects, not even living things, so why is he soft-hearted."

Wen'e frowned, thoughtful.

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Wen Chuan put away the light curtain with a wry smile, and stretched out his hand to call the maidservant in, "Brother still has something to look for for the blood essence that the national teacher said has the effect of resurrection."

"I'm sorry to trouble my brother..." Wen'e smiled gratefully, "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

At this time, a maidservant holding soup and medicine listened to their conversation, but suddenly put down the medicine bowl, knelt down in front of Wen'e's bed, and looked at them silently.

"Huh?" Wen Chuan was very surprised, and couldn't help but glanced at the servant girl. He felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Wen'e also frowned, "Isn't this the one from the Yellow Bird Clan..."

Wen Yu stared at them with wide eyes, pointed to the tip of his heart, said "ahhh", but couldn't speak.

Wen Chuan pondered for a moment: "What do you want to say, you can draw it out with your hands."

Wen Yu straightened her body eagerly, with an excited expression on her face that she was about to be appreciated and reused. She wrote and drew in mid-air with both hands, and Wen Chuan also narrowed her eyes patiently, and read out word by word: "You... ...your body...you have...you have phoenix blood in your body?!"

Wen'e, who was seriously ill and weak, was also taken aback suddenly, and tried her best to stand up and look at the thin and pale maidservant.

"Yes, resurrection... The phoenix has the power of nirvana, so it is really appropriate to use the blood of the phoenix..." Wen Chuan was very happy, and stood up excitedly, "Okay! What do you want? I will give you what you want What, as long as your blood is useful!"

Wen Yu shook his head with a smile, and pointed to Wen Chuan's waist.

"You...you don't want to?" Wen Chuan looked hesitantly at his waist, where there was a sharp dagger inlaid with gold and jade for decoration, "What do you want, do you want this?"

Wen Yu's slender fingers were still pointing stubbornly at the dagger.

Wen Chuan did not hesitate, he took off the dagger and threw it in front of Wen Yu's knee, "Okay, here you are! You can say anything you want!"

Wen'e also watched Wen Yu's every move with bated breath. She pulled out the Xuexue sharp blade, walked to the candle and burned it for a while, then took the medicine bowl Wen'e hadn't drunk, and put it in front of her.

What is she going to do?The Monagawa brothers and sisters looked at her suspiciously and curiously.

It was too late and then too fast to say, only to see a flash of white light in mid-air, Wen Yu raised the knife and dropped his right eye in an instant!The round eyeballs were tied with bloodshot red flesh, and rolled down into the medicine bowl with a "plop", splashing the medicine juice and the red blood gushing out in dots and circles, and slowly melting on the gorgeous and exquisite carpet. .

Wen'e gasped, and Wen Chuan couldn't help being stunned.

Wen Yu smashed the sharp knife in her hand to the ground, she covered her eyes, her whole body convulsively arched her waist and abdomen, blood was still gushing out from the bloody and empty eye sockets, staining her fingers, wrists and skirts. It was bloody red, and Wen'e reluctantly shouted: "Quick, stop her bleeding!"

Wen Yu's slender spine kept trembling, and the protruding bones on both sides also vacillated, as if some tumbling and twitching creature was about to burst out from under it, but an extremely difficult and twisted expression appeared on her face. With a wide smile, he waved his hands repeatedly to the maidservants swarming up.

She slowly lowered her arms, her right face was covered with meandering bloodstains, and her left face was covered with transparent tears that could not be restrained due to severe pain. Her face was half red and half pale, but she still insisted on taking the medicine with her trembling hands. The bowl is presented to Wen'e.

——In the bright, almost icy-cold sunlight outside the door and window, she slowly showed a flattering, almost obsequious smile to Wen'e.

At this moment, Su Xuechan, who is far away in the Eastern Wasteland Sea, still doesn't know that his sister and his clan are in danger. Qingqiu's subordinate country has been attacked by gods and men recently. Hastily rushed back to Dragon Palace.

At this time, everyone in Yinglong Palace is busy, preparing for the next flowing banquet. Emperor Ying will be born a thousand years later, old friends and celestial guests from all over the world are looking forward to it, observing Yinglong Palace's actions.

Xin Ke, who hadn't seen him for a long time, came up from a distance and said anxiously to Su Xuechan, "Your Highness! Lord Long is already waiting for you in the study!"

"Xin Ke?" Su Xuechan was quite surprised, "Is your injury healed?"

Xin Ke followed Su Xuechan on a quick walk, and said, "Barely healed, Lord Long is kind enough to allow me to continue working in the palace...Your Highness, go to the Golden Chamber Pavilion to find Lord Long! I feel that Lord Long is not in a good mood. Woolen cloth!"

Su Xuechan paused, and said with a little guilt: "Mr. Long...are you in a bad mood?"

Xin Ke nodded.

Su Xuechan pursed her lips, gritted her teeth and rushed to the destination.

In fact, it wasn't that he wasn't mentally prepared. He would definitely be exposed when things were done. It was just a matter of time.Whether it was accidental or deliberate, he deceived Li Yuan after all...to satisfy his momentary unrequited love and longing for himself.

If he found out, if he really found out... He shook his heart, resolutely brushed aside the crocodile curtains that can be seen everywhere in the Dragon Palace, and stepped into the empty study.

He was dazed, and suddenly remembered that night, he found Dragon Lord's secret room here, and at the same time saw his blood and tears in the past thousand years.

Li Yuan was sitting on the seat behind the wide table, looking at the ground in front of him absentmindedly.

"Dragon Lord...?" Su Xuechan stood cautiously and called out tentatively, "You... are you looking for me?"

Li Yuan raised his golden eyes, fixedly looked at his face, and said softly, "...Bodhi?"

Su Xuechan suddenly froze.

How could Long Jun say this name during the day?He was at a loss for a while, and couldn't help calling again: "Dragon Lord? Are you okay?"

Li Yuan's face could not distinguish between happiness and anger, his eyes were heavy, and his tone was calm: "Are you Bodhi?"

He literally had seizures during the day!Su Xuechan secretly groaned in her heart, so she agreed indiscriminately while moving towards the door, intending to call someone immediately.

Li Yuan smiled slightly and waved at him: "If you are really my Bodhi, come here."

Su Xuechan observed carefully, and always felt that even if he had a fit, Li Yuan today is not as difficult to serve as he was a few days ago. After thinking about it, he slowly moved to the table and said in a low voice: "Mr. Long."

Li Yuan gestured again, meaning to let him get closer.

Su Xuechan couldn't do it, so he could only lean his body forward, his eyes dimmed, Li Yuan also stood up from his seat, leaned over and gently grabbed the ends of his black hair hanging down from his temples, his thin lips were hard to bear next to his ear.

"When you were pressed under me a few times ago..." He stared intently at Su Xuechan's pale face for a moment, "Is that also the answer to me?"

Su Xuechan shuddered hard in an instant, his eyes were pitch black, the blood all over his body was like stagnant gravel, and it flowed inch by inch through his mouth, nose, ears, throat, and his cold and stiff lips. Everything also faded away, and he stood in the desolate and desolate new wind, watching the long night of starlight being swallowed up by the billowing gloom.

Everything withers, and so does spring.

The secrets he thought he had hidden in the deepest and darkest corners were uncovered and exposed to the scorching sun.