Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

Su Zhuo clearly understood that his strange situation at this time was due to Taotie, so when he saw the miniature version of Zhenjun Jinglou in front of him, he knew that he had entered the soul of others and was watching the deep memory of the other party. .

— It's just that the subject seems to have gotten it wrong.

He thought that what he saw was the memory of Taotie, but when his inflexible "body" followed the young version of Zhenjun Jinglou and was rescued by the fairy of Chu, he suddenly realized that this place belonged to Zhenjun Jinglou. In the soul.

After being surprised to the limit, he had a different kind of interest.Su Zhuo calmed himself down and stopped asking those so-called whys—because he knew that he could get all the answers here.

The young Jinglou, who was dying of pain, subconsciously triggered the magic weapon given to him by the Immortal of Chu. The magic weapon was activated at such a short distance, there is no reason why the Immortal of Chu could not find it.He immediately rushed to this secret dark room to rescue his son, and shut off the only light in front of Tao Tie's eyes.

But when the young Jinglou came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that his wrists were missing pieces of flesh the size of pearls, but it was not like what he felt at first, the meridians were bitten off, and the flesh and blood were eaten. A horrific image of a crushed wrist bone.

—Is it an illusion?

Facing his furious father, the boy Jinglou chose to remain silent, allowing his father to heal the wound on his hand, and forced him to take him, who was only a real person, into a retreat. come out.

Su Zhuo just quietly accompanied him like this.

It wasn't until after getting along with each other for many days that Su Zhuo suddenly understood that Zhenjun Jinglou had said "suicide" to himself when he was playing chess. What a sensitive and fragile child it is to arrive at Juvenile Mirror House.

He has excellent talent, sufficient resources, a good background, and a bright future.But under the mature appearance of an indifferent swordsman he pretended to be, there is a lonely, timid, lonely and depressed heart.

Su Zhuo watched the young man pacing back and forth anxiously in the cold and empty secret room, and forced himself to break through the existing realm amidst extreme resistance.He is longing for freedom, longing for laughter, he is worried about his friends, and he misses the happy days when he was together and didn't have to hide himself.

He began to resent his fate, resent his weakness, and resent his father, Chu Guoxianjun.

Su Zhuo wanted to do something, but was powerless.

——Here, after all, it is just the past that has passed away.

A few months later, the juvenile Jinglou finally broke through the bottleneck and became one of the true kings. He also broke through the imprisonment of the immortal king of Chu who kept his body in a juvenile state in order to maintain his innate energy, and became the adult he dreamed of. attitude.

But he was not so happy, he was eager to know what happened to his friend.

As a reward for his son's breakthrough, the Immortal of Chu State agreed to Zhenjun Jinglou to go to the dark room to visit Taotie, but before the other party left, the Immortal of Chu State stood on the high collapsed platform of the main hall and looked down at Zhenjing Jinglou. Jun, said meaningfully: "Mirage, that's just a beast."

"—not even pets."

Zhenjun Jinglou felt angry and humiliated, but he didn't even have the courage to refute his father.The Immortal King of Chu is the hope of the entire Beiming Immortal Sect, and also one of the hopes of all the acquired immortals in the fairy world. He is bathed in the halo of his father, and he bears the expectations and fears of everyone who transfers from the Immortal Chu to him. Looking at the insurmountable mountain in front of him, his fear turned into resentment.

——The heavy curse on Houtian Immortal's body, the offspring can't surpass their parents in their whole life, which also completely extinguished the last spark of courage in Zhenjun Jinglou.

"I hate this place very much, but I can't leave Beiming Immortal Sect." Leaning his back on the dirty cold iron, Jinglou Zhenjun said softly: "I understand, I am nothing without Beiming."

A thin little hand stretched out from the other side of the wall, and gently grabbed his white wrist.

Zhenjun Jinglou said softly: "Gaotie, I am left with you and His Majesty the Immortal Emperor..."

Taotie responded in a low voice.

"When will His Majesty come back?" Zhenjun Jinglou murmured: "I hope that His Majesty will come back soon so that I can see him sooner. I am also afraid that he will come back too early. If I am not among the immortal kings, Where is the qualification to see him?"

Taotie asked: "Want...to meet...the Immortal Emperor?"

"Well, I hope that one day, I can stand beside His Majesty, talk to him at close range, get in touch with him, make His Majesty like me, and play chess with His Majesty." Zhenjun Jinglou said longingly: "That's the only way Thinking about it makes me feel that cultivation is not such a scary thing.”

Taotie followed suit.

"Then you... why did you bite me?" Jinglou Zhenjun asked suspiciously: "If you say you are jealous, but don't you also like His Majesty very much?"

Taotie said: "I like...your...story...and...the Immortal Emperor...to bite...for...a contract..."

Zhenjun Jinglou touched his right wrist, where he clearly felt the pain of loss, but when he recovered, it was like a dream, only a piece of flesh and blood was missing - this is a small injury not worth mentioning for an immortal.

"So...sorry..." Taotie said in a low voice, "Too...too hard..."

"You don't have to say sorry to me, you never have to." Zhenjun Jinglou sighed, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be killed by father..."

Taotie groaned in denial.

"Gaotie, I suddenly wondered... His Majesty... Qing Zhuo Immortal Emperor, will he do the same thing that I don't want to do?" Jinglou Zhenjun sat up, facing the cold iron wall like a child General eagerly said: "Obviously want to smile but can only pretend to be cold; obviously want to be free but can only stay in Baiyujing; obviously don't like swordsmanship but can only learn swords; stay..."

Taotie replied, "Ask... him?"

"This is a question that cannot be asked." Zhenjun Jinglou put his face on the cold iron and said softly: "If... If this is really the case, I want to save Your Majesty."

"I want to save him from this terrible cage, so that he can laugh and walk freely."

"If my whole life is destined to be crawling on the ground, then I hope His Majesty can fly freely."

——This is an overreaching speech.

A half-grown child who has just broken through the realm of a true king, a weak person who dare not even defy his own father, a loser who dare not even pursue freedom, an obedient person who dare not even deny his own destiny, Facing his only best friend who can show his true self, he vowed to save His Majesty the Immortal Emperor.

If he will be silent in the darkness all his life, he also hopes that the object of his dreams can live in the sunshine.

Even if this was just the wishful thinking of Zhenjun Jinglou and the ridiculous wish of self-satisfaction, Su Zhuo felt deeply moved.

Because there was at least one person who sincerely liked him when "Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo" gradually faded out of the minds of all the immortals.

Jinglou Immortal World showed a smile: "Your Majesty is a hero, a hero of all the immortals, and an eternal hero in my heart. He will definitely appear again, save the Immortal World from fire and water, and become the patron saint of the Immortal World."

Taotie stretched out his slender arms, and shook hands with Zhenjun Jinglou: "En!"

"Does Taotie have any wishes?"

Taotie was silent for a long time.

"Ok?"

"I..." Taotie said slowly, "I want...to be...with you...with Mirage...together..."

Zhenjun Jinglou was stunned for a while, he held Taotie back with force, and laughed: "Yeah!"

After that smile, the world became blank.

Su Zhuo's body was finally able to move. He slowly exerted force until he could completely control his limbs before slowly standing up from this floating state.His long black hair slid across his cheeks as he moved, and his snow-white long sleeves fluttered in the air, surrounded by golden silk threads, woven into a glorious golden lotus symbolizing a fairy fetus.

In the world of the soul, what he displayed was also the true posture of the soul—the supreme fairy posture that belonged to Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.

Maybe it's because he hasn't been in touch with his original face for a long time, Su Zhuo looked at the white sleeves and temple hair in his hand and couldn't regain his senses for a while.Until the voice resounded again brought him back to his sanity—in front of him, Zhenjun Jinglou knelt on the ground in a daze, and Taotie stood behind Zhenjun Jinglou, tilting his head in confusion.

This is the first time that Su Zhuo really saw Taotie's human form.It's just a thin and small child, with blue-gray half-long hair sticking dirty to his neck, indirectly mixed with a touch of red.He was wearing a blood-stained gray blouse, with huge iron chains on his limbs. Compared with his frighteningly thin wrist, it made people feel pity for him.

In front of the two of them, the Immortal of Chu State lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, dying with regret.

Su Zhuo could see that the other party's soul had left his body, and returned to the embrace of our father under Zhenjun Jinglou's dull gaze.A large swath of blood stained the red carpet under the body of the Immortal of Chu Kingdom, which gradually turned into deep black.On the chest of Xianjun of Chu Kingdom, a deep hole the size of a bowl was broken, and the heart that had been beating had disappeared, turning into pureed flesh and scattered in a pool of blood.

This is the power of one of the nine great beasts in the God Realm. Even a juvenile body with low strength can kill a powerful fairy with one claw!

It was at this moment that Su Zhuo truly realized the strength of the other party, neither what was recorded in the classics nor what he imagined in his heart was less than one ten-thousandth of his true strength.It was also the first time that he realized so clearly that with the power of the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor, he could only be an ant at the bottom of the God Realm, so how powerful is Taotie who stands at the highest point!

After a long time, Zhenjun Jinglou finally spoke: "You have...did...what..."

Taotie asked puzzled, "Hmm...?"

He blinked his big eyes, looking extremely innocent: "Mirage...why are you...unhappy?"

As if feeling Zhenjun Jinglou's near collapse, he became a little urgent: "He wants to separate us, he wants to kill me, eat me, he wants to become as strong as me, kill Qingzhuo Immortal Emperor, become the new Immortal Emperor..."

"Didn't you say we're going to be together forever?"

Zhenjun Jinglou's long silence made Taotie even more anxious: "Yes...I'm sorry...you...don't be angry—"

"You never have to say sorry to me..." Zhenjun Jinglou smiled: "Never have to..."

"Mirage...?"

Zhenjun Jinglou slowly and little by little pulled out the divine soul that condensed all his true energy and cultivation base from his body, and said in a low voice to Taotie who didn't know what death was: "Eat me... ..."

"Mirage...?"

Zhenjun Jinglou smiled: "In this way, we can be together forever."

Taotie nodded ignorantly, knelt down and took the spirit handed over by the other party.Zhenjun Jinglou's chest had a huge opening like that of an immortal from the Chu Kingdom, and the continuous flow of blood made his face pale.Holding Taotie's small head, he let the opponent's huge mouth that started to turn into a beast close to his flesh and blood, feeling the approach of death.

"I'm sorry... I'm the one who needs to apologize." He murmured to himself, "At the moment my father was about to kill you, I had a strong hope in my heart that my father's death... this strong hope was revealed. Only after the contract has been conveyed to your heart will you make such an act..."

"I am the sinner... the real murderer..."

"Sorry……"

"The first time in my life I mustered up the courage to escape from the Beiming Immortal Sect, and the second time I had the thought of unforgivable sin..."

"Sorry……"

"I'm so cowardly and incompetent..."

Taotie swallowed the blood in his mouth, and wanted to look up at Zhenjun Jinglou, but his head was firmly held down by the opponent.He can easily resist, but he is unwilling to disobey Zhenjun Jinglou even a little: "Mirage is the best."

"Really?"

"Well, Mirage is the best, even better than Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo."

"……Um……"

"Mirage."

"Ok?"

"Don't worry about sleeping, Mirage." Taotie hugged his waist and said with a smile, "Mirage's wish will be fulfilled by me."

"……Um."

Su Zhuo closed her eyes and finally understood the truth of the matter.

In this world, there is no longer a boy named Mirage, nor is there a heartless glutton.

In the sky and on the earth, there is only one true king of the fairy world named "Mirror Tower".