[Thunderbolt Tobacco City] Ren Pingsheng, Nine Layers of Smoke and Snow

The month of Mengqiu, the day of Gengxin.

Dense clouds covered the sky, slowly crowded under the urging of the rising westerly wind, turning into clusters of dark drums.The dome is endless, like a deep sea, hanging over the heads of thousands of people and will not tilt.

A somewhat loose door panel was blown away by the wind blowing halfway up the mountain with a "squeak", and the cool wind swept into the room, and the oil lamp on the desk was extinguished with a "chi", and countless papers filled with tiny characters were instantly like the mountains and forests. The frightened birds danced in the room.A pair of skinny hands that belonged to a man grabbed the air a few times in vain, holding two or three pages, but more writing paper was still scattered everywhere.He sighed, and closed the door tightly with some annoyance.The pages of the book that were vacated suddenly lost their souls and fluttered down, only to hear the mountain wind whimpering outside the dilapidated sandstone house.

This person's name is Zhang Lecheng. Originally, Jianghu and Wulin were just such distant rumors to him. He guarded the business passed down by his ancestors, and he ran his bookseller's business honestly and dutifully.Occasionally, I sat around the stove with literary talents to drink wine, and caught up with martial arts masters performing peerless light kung fu and skimming across the roof of the opposite building. They pointed to the kicked-off tiles and laughed amicably.However, there was a demon Buddha who came to the world first, and he refused to obey the decree. Zhang's collections of several generations were burned by brave monks and soldiers in front of him; he was not discouraged. His connections made a comeback, but this time, he encountered an even more unimaginable natural disaster in the dark night.Although the sages often say that reading can cure hunger and other avenues, but in the chaos of life and people, books have indeed become the most useless things.

The soldiers, fire, worms and books dispersed, and it was at the most hopeless time that he became a believer in sailing against the sea.He suffered innocently, but no one claimed responsibility for all of this, and no one gave him forgiveness. "All living beings are sinful", "all hardships and disasters are punishments from God"... these novel teachings were quickly understood by him, and the lengthy He can recite the scriptures backwards.Facts have proved that Zhang Lecheng's scholarly background can make him stand out among a group of fools at any time. Soon, he was appreciated by the high-ranking prison judge Qiu Yunshang, and was named one of the elders in the sect. One, study the teachings and teach others.

New faith fills long-standing pain.It's just that as time goes by, Zhang Lecheng has read the six volumes of scriptures by heart, and made more than a dozen annotations, but the more he understands, the more confused he is: there are many contradictions and contradictions in the six volumes of "Heaven's Punishment", which are not self-consistent.The most important thing is that the oracle once said, "God is the only ruler", so why do tens of thousands of congregants need to bow down to her God?Isn't it true that this woman is consuming everyone's beliefs to gain her own power?

All along, who are they dedicating to?

He has read a hundred times, but the meaning is hard to come by.Friends who are close to him in the church often gather in his stone house in the mountain to discuss the Tao all night. It is not uncommon for the two factions who support him and those who oppose him to fight each other and break up unhappy.

Just as he was at the beginning of his poor scriptures, by chance, he came across a hand-copied fragment of scriptures. Its title and style of writing were just the beginning of the existing chapter of "Spiritual Wind".Zhang Lecheng was greatly surprised. After some research and textual research, he was almost certain that this was the lost second volume of "Heaven's Punishment", "God's Redemption"!

The savvy and suspicion of the scholar stirred up a drizzle and slanting wind in his heart.Once a cloud of suspicion is formed, it will unconsciously fall to the opposite side, and the lost book that has not been promulgated by Nihai Chongfan and is only circulated secretly among the low-level believers coincides with the faction he gradually tends to: "Except for the supreme god , you don’t need to bow to anyone.”

——When he blurted out this sentence from "God's Redemption" in a debate, everyone was shocked.

The parishioner, whose cheeks were flushed from the fight with him, widened his eyes, and the eyeballs almost fell out: "...you... how do you know this rebellious statement!" The implication is that even the hostile him can read it. Pass this remnant.

Zhang Lecheng had an idea of ​​the circulation of this book, and he said more excitedly: "I respect the only Almighty God, how can you say that I am 'rebellious'?"

The other party was so angry that he seemed to have been greatly humiliated, pointing at him and said angrily: "You were originally supported by the Palace of Autumn, so you can get the status of today's elder, but now you are deceived by sorcery and desecrate the order of the holy religion! You, you are worthy of the Secretary Is it a judge?"

The two quarreled.

And this is still no more than a small friction in the delicate machinery of a vast order.It's just that with the discovery of "God's Redemption" and even "God's Disaster", more and more Zhang Lecheng began to gather the undercurrent under the tranquility of the eternal night, "No one can perform the power of God's punishment", "Humans are born naturally". And guilty, but God has washed away the sin with the disaster long ago", these words have shown considerable appeal to the congregation who have adhered to rigid and harsh religious rules for a long time, especially those who have no money to buy blessings and are condemned to prison. Heavy tormented people.

Finally on this day, the news that a poor peasant family was murdered by demons spread all over the country because of not being blessed by the blessing fire, and the tragic situation of being eaten alive was spread by word of mouth.

Zhang Lecheng thought about it all night.By feeling, he knew it should be dawn.His eyes were red and sunken deeply, but he was in good spirits.He walked down the hill slowly, and merged with more and more people.They came from all directions, and they were about to go to the same place, like thousands of springs rushing to the sea along the cracks in the black surface.

What they are going to is where the power returns.

Nihai advocates white, black and golden colors, so the congregation, such as Zhang Lecheng and other high-ranking people, all wear white clothes, which are reflected in the dark crowd, like pieces of white plums falling into the mud.Qiu Yunshang, the judge of the prison, personally escorted a group of heretics and rebels who were chained up at the end, and at the forefront of the long line, the holy inquisitor in black robes and in charge of life and death. Yin's Meng Shisheng, one on the left and one on the right, led thirty pious believers to pull a huge and brilliant shrine slowly forward by human power.The base of the shrine is more than ten feet wide and twice as long. On the front is carved a ghost face with green faces and fangs. Three sides are engraved with miracles performed by holy voyagers over the years, such as regeneration of a broken arm, recovery of blindness, turning a woman into a man, etc. .Standing in the middle is a mighty statue of the dragon god, and the whole body is decorated with gold leaf. Under the dark night, it is also overflowing with brilliance, illuminating a golden road.And further ahead, there are 30 people lined up in two rows of guards of honor, two by two, each holding a white flag and a white flag, and the bells and chimes are all set in Shang, and the stars and the moon follow behind the woman in golden clothes.

As usual, Jiu Shenlian held the bamboo slips of the sacred scripture "Heaven's Punishment" with his right hand, and lightly stroked it with his left hand. He wore long and colorful gold beads, and walked in the front with every step.From the perspective of the people accompanying her, she was like a ray of light splitting the darkness.

"Just a few feet above your head is the glory of God; within the reach of your steps is the hidden blessing. Those who do not believe have been condemned by heaven, and those who believe in God have been rewarded by righteousness. Today, the door of subconscious desire will be opened, and the world will become Bury in the dark night, and the people of God will set foot on their voyage!" —— In the last and largest sermon with 30 people gathered, the Goddess came to the Heavenly Mandate Platform and said so to all the people.

"Dala has no boundaries!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

The excited crowd broke out in ecstasy with a roar that shook the sky.

At that time, Jiu Shenlian seemed to have the illusion of being popular on the water, and the sound waves were near and far away, and her thoughts were also drifting back and forth.If she wants to be a lighthouse in the chaos and bring light to others, she is doomed to be left with nothing but darkness.So in the twilight, she saw the three people raising the flag in the ruins of the mountains and rivers, the siblings who were bullied and bullied in the mountains, and the celebration of the crowds of people climbing the heights... Scene after scene, overlapping shadows.The past and present are like a dream, flashing through her eyes as she breathes in and out, and then being pushed out of her mind calmly, never refusing to reveal a single wave of fluctuation.She waved her sleeves, and countless people, men, women, old and young, started to act with countless pasts, pains, frustrations and resentments.There were no more words or conversations, and no one made a sound to control them. There were only cumulus clouds in the silent sky. They lined up spontaneously in an unbelievable way, maintaining a nearly uniform pace, and trailed behind the Holy Court.The low rustling sound of footsteps is like the flapping wings of locusts in autumn.

Suddenly going straight, turning suddenly, the believers crossed the border, and just stepped on a shallow silver belt on the ocher wilderness.The blurred time could not measure the length of this march, and the people who embraced all kinds of heavenly imaginations were tireless. Inspired by a noble and great power, they finally stopped at the shore of a black sea.

black sea.Boundless and boundless, like a piece of silk left by the gods in the world, the ink color is deeper than the sky, and thousands of lead-gray threads are intertwined indifferently.It seems that all the light in the world is swallowed here, and even an autumn leaf cannot escape the fate of sinking.

The huge echelon of 30 people gathered on the dangerous reef like migratory birds in the wintering ground, and some kind of indescribable sense of oppression was so overwhelming that they couldn't even utter an instinctive sigh.

Jiu Shenlian took the lead to take a step towards the mysterious Black Sea.The sea water is abnormally indifferent, rising and falling by itself, and the woman stepping on it seems to be supported by something, without any worries about ups and downs.With every step forward, circles of golden water patterns will spread under the body, just like the hint of reincarnation of fate.In the silence of heaven and earth, in response to her steps, the depths of the sea began to vibrate, and if there was any, the resonant sound was blown into the ears of the congregation, implicating the throbbing of desire.

Even though he knew that he had stepped on the gate of the underworld, Jiu Shenlian's heart was extremely peaceful.Throwing lightly in her palm, the bamboo slips seemed to be alive, lightly and slowly rising into the air, unfolding successively, each line of handwriting shone with light, and Jiu Shenlian murmured in his mouth, listen carefully, it is a scripture that has never been interpreted ——"Heaven's Punishment·Forbidden Chapter·Purgatory Calamity".

The roar of the tide gradually sounded, surrounding the place where the bamboo book was located, and the waves like fins, boats, mounds, and mountains surrounded the goddess, pushing the waves one after another, and falling suddenly at the highest place, throwing out thousands of foam like an explosion. Thousands of fragments, like people who are dying every moment and every moment in this world.There was thunder and thunder, and the black sea roared and tore a gap. It was the blood and fangs of ancient beasts, and no one knew about the quiet depths.

At this time, Jiu Shenlian suddenly turned around and opened his arms towards the ignorant crowd: "The gate of the kingdom of God has been opened, how long do you have to wait?"

After the sound fell, Bian Xijun and Meng Haisheng said "Nuo" in unison, and followed the footsteps of Tianyu to the sea.

The golden shrine suddenly had a divinity, and no longer needed human support. It flew high into the night, and was summoned by the sacred scriptures of bamboo books, and slowly landed on the turbulent water.The black water was rolling, and he couldn't wait to slap the pedestal, not minding his own fate.The sculpture of the dragon god stands firmly in the raging waves, as if it has become the door to open another world, illuminating the surrounding fields.

Gradually, people who were indulging in this miraculous miraculous scene followed step by step, and by chance, there were two for one, and a few sporadic people followed.

But the road paved for them is far from smooth. They are like weeds tormented by the strong wind in the mountains, and they are blown to one side by the salty sea breeze. Fear froze their blood before they reached the range of Shenmen's light, their hands and feet were numb, and their strength was exhausted.

With the thought of shrinking back, a high wall made of black water suddenly rose on all sides.Several lines of sight looked up at these huge waves in panic. For a moment, it was like the sky was tilting, and the bad water collapsed and fell. From a distance, it was like a huge crow flapping its wings. resting place.

The congregation on the shore couldn't help being afraid.Just at this time, the shrine shone with a layer of warm light from top to bottom, melting and shining, and the sky brightened a bit.

"As you can see, they have been accepted by the gods and have reached the other shore!" The one who spoke was Ben Xijun, with a wind-rolled robe and a broad hem undulating, like a black lotus blooming on the water, holding the ground The hand that broke the seal was raised in the direction of the shrine, and Senyou's voice spread across the earth very clearly, "Your piety will be turned into the light of God's will; and your rebellion will be turned into chains, which will keep you trapped in the world forever. A hundred years of dark night in the world!"

The sound of the wind became stronger, blowing into people's hearts, and it was interpreted as God's dissatisfaction with his cowardice.The believers were stunned, and more people flocked to this road against the sea.

The golden dragon god seems to be merciful and ruthless looking down on the common people in front of him. The disappearance of a person becomes the magnificent golden body that adorns it.Jiu Shenlian was bathed in this warm color, and his face was neither sad nor happy.

"No!...It's not like this...It's not like this!!" Suddenly, a shout broke out from the crowd, breaking the sacred ceremony, "Did you see clearly?! They are all dead! They are all dead ah!"

There was a broken corner of the team, everyone followed the sound, and finally locked on the source of the sound—it was Zhang Lecheng, many people were familiar with him, and many people had been taught by him to understand those difficult scriptures; It's him, at this moment, like a hen guarding the chicks, constantly dragging the waders back to the shore, waving his hands, and uttering a desperate cry among the endless stream of people conflicting with him: "Don't come here! Don't die!"

Jiushen practiced silently reciting the heart formula, and at a critical moment, it must not be stopped, so he never said a word to stop.But the strange thing is that no matter whether it is Bian Xijun or Meng Shisheng, they are also indifferent, just guarding tightly on both sides of the shrine.

The twittering and chattering sound gradually became apparent, the movement speed of the team heading towards the Black Sea was slowing down, and there were constant conflicts and shoving.

"Zhang Lecheng! You are so bold!" Out of thin air, he yelled angrily, and it turned out that Qiu Yunshang came after him from the end of the team.

When Zhang Lecheng saw it was him, he became even more excited, screaming desperately in the turbulent waves and wind: "Qiu Dian! You have all been deceived! I saw the two missing chapters of "Heaven's Punishment"! Everything Jiu Shenlian taught us Not true! Why do we bow down to her! She is just the same as us! Why do we have to suffer the 'Dark Night' innocently? Our sins have been forgiven a long time ago! Now, it is clear It's a dead end! Where can the heaven be so dark!?"

A few questions were thrown out, and even Qiu Yunshang was on the spot.The momentary silence passed, and discussions arose from all directions.The queue to cross the sea has completely stopped.

Qiu Yunshang was still dignified, undisturbed, and said coldly: "Zhang Lecheng, you believe in heresy and heresy, and try to confuse the public with false scriptures. I will take you down according to the law. Come—"

"exist!"

Then four jail soldiers came and captured Zhang Lecheng in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! What is this?"

Suddenly, there was another exclamation from the crowd on the coast.

As if watching the show wasn’t enough, everyone turned their gazes to the other side—a stump, half-wrapped in a piece of fabric, stretched stiffly, was washed up on the shore, as if it had been taken from the mouth of a wild animal. Spit out the leftovers.

Zhang Lecheng broke free from the shackles excitedly, rushed to the shore in three steps and two steps, grabbed the parts of the smelly man without any hesitation, and held it up: "See? This is your real fate!"

The fishy smell filled the air, and everyone retreated in panic.

Jiushenlian was in a state of anxiety, and the 30 Heavenly Pardon Grand Sacrifice was far from enough! But leaving the shrine at this moment is tantamount to declaring that all previous efforts have been wasted. With such a huge number of living souls, she has enough power to reverse "Heaven's Punishment", she can be psychic, she can change her fate against the sky, and repair her brother's broken heart... the talisman she has imagined countless times The voice of sickness calling her "sister", the most ordinary greeting, the simplest and most difficult normal family affection...

She can't give up, doesn't want to give up.

But the Black Sin Peacock and even Meng Shisheng all stopped in place, motionless.

Qiu Yunshang's subordinates quickly clashed with the suspicious people, and the chaos spread.

In the distance, I don't know who it is, howled hoarsely: "What are you still doing? Why don't you run!"

After a sound of metal clashing, the dejected Nihai Chongfan prisoners came back to their senses, and immediately jumped up, with all the strength pouring out of their bodies, they began to break the iron chains and beat the jailers. Competing to flee.

Like an erupting ulcer, harmful pus and blood spread throughout the giant's body, and its indestructible castle-like body began to shake.

The people in the melee haven't noticed that the horizon is rapidly dyeing bright like a ignited fuse.

First there was a faint thin line, and then a thin silver band of light, which gradually widened, and gradually there was a muffled thunder-like sound coming from a distance, and then it was blurred and the clouds at the edge began to resemble Rolling like an avalanche.

Behind that boundary line is dry, transparent, and the sky is bright and sunny.

Its daybreak.

"Jiu Shenlian, how long are you going to commit crimes?"

A question came down through the clouds, and suddenly, it was heard as a question from a god.

Jiushen Lian's face turned pale, his heart tightened, and a bean-sized drop of cold sweat flashed across his twitching temples.The mental method stopped suddenly, and the bamboo slip suspended in front of him returned to a vulgar object, fell into the sea with a "tong", and quickly sank to the bottom without a trace.

On this chilling Golden God day, delicate willow leaves floated down abnormally.The noisy crowd immediately forgot the previous disputes, conflicts and escapes, and then stared blankly at the vision again.In the admiration of all the people, they saw that the sky was cut into two distinct black and white pieces, while the territory of the day was constantly expanding, and the clouds in the night were swept away by the wind, cut by the sunlight, blown away by the haze, and rotten scales and armor were flying all over the sky.

The steam steamed from the distant mountains, the waves shook Nagano, and the green leaves swept the westerly wind, forming an enchantment above the already shattered space. With a flash of light, one saw an elder with a stern face, stepping on the leaves.Holding a feather fan on his chest, he waved his sleeves generously, and he fell behind his back. The red marks on his brows deepened, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then his energy surged, and a blue long sword suddenly appeared behind him.

Who doesn't know anyone in the world is one of Daozhen's three brilliance--Liu Fengcui.