Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Asura Road, Double Iron Wheel Mountain.

The wind was cold outside Yan Mo Palace, and Chu He sat on the magic table carved out of a huge black stone, staring at the direction of the human world outside the distant mountain in a daze.

He was dressed in a black shirt and jeans, with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, his hair was completely cut short, and he showed a beautiful and quiet side face in the wind.

The hair was cut by himself with a dagger when he first came to the Demon Realm a few days ago. The original intention was to cut off the curly ends that got in the way. Saved a lot of trouble.

Originally, the way of heaven and law cannot be changed at will, but now more than half of him has degenerated into a demon, so it doesn't matter.

Not far away, the surface of the bloody sea was billowing with red smoke, and a few ghostly asuras dragged their body bags and crawled out of the shallows wetly.

The body bags they use can be large or small, and the largest can hold tens of thousands of human bones.The time when Fan Luo was almost sealed by Zhou Hui, Chuhe brought him to the four evil realms. At that time, he was trying to avoid Zhou Hui's pursuit, but he accidentally saw the opened body bag in Yan Mo Palace, with tens of thousands of hands and feet entangled in it. The hideous corpse made him leave on the spot, and he never wanted to set foot on the path of Asura again.

The demon king told him that different body bags have the function of refining different corpses, and the fundamental purpose is to refine the collected human corpses into low-level hell demons, so that they can be driven by the Asura tribe.Whenever a war breaks out in the human world, Ghost Asura will collect tens of millions of corpses. Without a steady stream of hell demons to drive, Asura will not be able to fight against the Heavenly Dao tribe that far exceeds his own.

Chuhe watched the huge body bag dragged out of the water expressionlessly. Judging from the size and the traces left on the beach, there should be at least a hundred human corpses inside.

Those ghostly asuras dragged their body bags and circled up through the beach and the rugged mountain road until they reached the magnificent dark crystal avenue outside the main hall of the Demon Palace.The smell of hundreds of corpses wrapped in a bag is indescribable. Ghostly Asura left wet and heavy footprints on the crystal floor, and finally dragged the body bag to the wide steps under the Huabiao, turned around and dragged it down to the sea of ​​blood a bag.

Chu He sat on the Huabiao, staring at the bulging cloth bag with black and red blood stains under his feet. After a while, he reached out and grabbed a jumping golden-red flame from the void, and flicked it lightly.

The flame fell on the cloth bag, and then "Boom!" A brilliant fire erupted, instantly burning the entire cloth bag and hundreds of corpses inside to ashes!

"You!" The Ghostly Asuras suddenly turned around: "What are you doing!"

Chu He said lightly: "It smells bad."

"That's what His Majesty Mozun needs!" Guiqu Asura jumped at Huabiao and said sharply, "Where did you come from, you ignorant human—"

Asura turned into a black shadow in mid-air, like a ghost, and arrived in front of him in an instant.However, in the next second, Chuhe turned his eyes to them, with an indifferent expression, maintaining the posture of clenching his fist and supporting his chin, and opened his mouth to gently spit out a mouthful of golden fire.

--boom!

The golden fire turned into a soaring giant bird, its wings were blazing, and several Asuras were swept into it in a flash!

Chu He lazily jumped off the Huabiao, barely making any sound when it landed on the crystal floor, then turned around and walked up the huge steps that can be seen.

Behind him, bones crackled and crackled in the flames, and the screams died away almost immediately.

The architectural style of the Yan Mo Palace is actually similar to that of Heaven. It is a giant palace that surrounds a city, but the building materials do not use positive gems such as gold, jade and glass, but negative crystals, egg greens, and moonstones.The palace wall is made of countless pieces of fluorescent gray gemstones that are one foot long and one foot wide, and about half a foot thick.

In Yan Mowang Palace, there are tens of thousands of such rooms.

Among the four evil realms, the realm of hungry ghosts and animals is barren and difficult, and the realm of hell is almost undeveloped. Only the realm of Asura is as rich as the 33 heavens.It is said that in the heyday of Asura, the entire land was gold, the trees were crystals, and the fruits were colorful and bright gemstones; even the dark and gloomy sky was composed of a whole piece of moonstone that could not be seen beyond the horizon.

However, the continuous conquests by the Dao of Heaven for thousands of years have caused the wealth of the Asura tribe to drop sharply, and now it is almost nothing but empty shelves.

The Chu River passed through rooms one after another, some rooms were wine pools and meat forests, some housed huge hell demons as large as hills, and there were giggling voices from the corners of some rooms, a group of Asura girls were yelling at a few captives from the human world. Men seek pleasure.

Chu He lowered his eyelashes, his face was indifferent, pale and handsome amidst the interlacing of light and shadow.

The Asura woman stretched out her white arms to pull him with a charming smile, but just as her nails touched the corner of her clothes, she was scalded by the real fire of the phoenix lingering around him in the void, and shrank back like lightning.

Chu He didn't take a look, and finally walked through the deep corridor to the terrace at the end.He pushed open the copper door, and the damp wind rushed in, causing the ends of his hair to fly back instantly.

The Demon Lord turned his head, his black royal robe with red patterns interspersed with it, and his gaze was like a lofty emperor.

Chu He walked forward calmly, leaning on the railing to look down at the endless army of the four evil ways under the palace.

This demon army is led by the Asura tribe, with hell demons, big demons and hundreds of billions of ghosts as the main force, and almost concentrates the most powerful forces of the four evil realms.Above this army, the death energy condensed into black smoke, spiraling upwards into the sky, like a giant dragon criss-crossing the sky and the earth.

Mozun stood condescendingly facing his army, looked at Chuhe beside him, seemed very satisfied with the scene, and turned his eyes to the distance.

——Hell is not Zhoushan.

The six paths of sentient beings are the only direct path leading to the formless heaven.

"Did you kill someone outside?" Mozun asked suddenly.

"Several spooky asuras," Chu He said, "they made the first move."

Yan Mowang Palace itself is the eighth consciousness of the Demon Lord, so he can perceive what happened outside just now, and also knows that Chuhe used real fire to save hundreds of corpses dragged out of the sea of ​​blood.But he didn't have any intention of blaming, and even his expression was very calm—perhaps the fact that standing here with King Phoenix Ming overlooking his mighty army has miraculously given him enough satisfaction and joy to make him feel good about this situation. I don't bother to pursue such trivial matters.

"You don't like refining corpses?" Mozun asked just chatting.

Chuhe didn't answer.

"No way, the number of hell demons we need is far greater than the natural generation rate, so we can only plunder resources from the human world. The Buddha also turned into a monk to preach everywhere in the human world, and used the power of various princes and warlords to develop believers. Strengthen the power of heaven..."

Chuhe interrupted him: "Are those corpses killed now?"

Mozun turned his head and looked at Chuhe, only to see that the latter tilted his head slightly, with a handsome face and no expression at all.

"Yes," said the Mozun.

Chuhe turned his head and walked towards the corridor, but Mozun suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"I want to destroy the way of heaven, destroy the body of the Buddha, and make Asura the new master of the six realms. I will plunder more resources from the human world to strengthen the four evil realms, and let the endless death spread and turn human cities into ruins. Ghosts cannot be reborn, and the earth collapsed and became the territory of Asura. Do you know why I told you all this?"

"Because I need my strength," Chuhe said lightly.

The Demon Lord said, "No."

He leaned close to Chuhe, and even his hot breath was close to his ears when he spoke: "I didn't mean to ask for your opinion, I just told you my purpose, and then revealed the fact that you must follow me."

Chuhe seemed to feel a little ridiculous, trying to break free from his wrist and walk away, but failed.After a while, he finally gave up the stalemate and asked, "Why?"

"Because in your nature you have the will to surrender to those with a strong will, you have lived for tens of thousands of years and have not given up the baby instinct in your blood." Mozun raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes at all: "Just like Zhou Hui On the battlefield, I forcibly cut off eleven phoenix bones, and then proposed to you, and you agreed; in the human world, I brought you back and locked you in an enchantment, sealed the nine orifices and locked the spine, and you naturally obedient..."

Chu He narrowed his eyes and pulled his hand violently, but was forcibly pulled in front of him by the Mozun: "I once wanted to impress you, but it turns out that the weak way of the human world doesn't work. What you need is confinement, Guarding and conquering, you won't even look at the weak..."

Chuhe's tone was slightly sullen: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I'm just explaining my attitude towards you in the future." Mozun said politely, but his fingers did not relax at all: "One day we will flatten Mount Sumeru and stand side by side on the summit of the six realms... If you let me now If you feel uncomfortable, sorry, I was too impatient."

Mozun finally let go of his fingers little by little, and Chu He suddenly pulled out his wrist, only to see several obvious black threads have emerged on the skin, which is the embodied magic breath.

——Mozun Fanluo has finally recovered his strength as the Great Asura King. If Tiandao hadn't chosen Zhou Hui, in terms of individual combat power, now no one in Tiandao would be able to contend with Demonzun head-on.

Chu He rubbed his wrist, and an imperceptible shadow flashed in his heart.His expression and even his eyes should not have changed, but Mozun seemed to understand his thoughts in an instant, and asked with a smile: "Isn't this the purpose of you sacrifice to me all the time? Now that the purpose has been achieved, you should be happy." yes."

"I just want you to help me protect me from thunder," Chuhe said flatly and frankly.

"Then my godhead is fully restored now, and any thunder disaster will be eliminated automatically, at least your safety is guaranteed." The Demon Lord seemed not to care about his confession, and said, "I can do something for you, but I can do it for you." Very gratifying."

This is Mozun's usual way of thinking. Although Chuhe can't understand it, he knows that some people do.They don't care about the feelings and feelings of the other party, they only emphasize their own sovereignty, pay to the other party in a way of their own way, and ask the other party to return with obedience.

Just like a person who appreciates a flower, as long as he owns the scenery at the moment when the flower blooms, the plant itself has almost no emotions.

——This seems to be a little similar to Zhou Hui, but Chuhe knows that Zhou Hui still has hope for feelings in his heart.It's just that Zhou Hui has cultivated unparalleled patience and self-control over the long years. He can wait until the end, until what he really wants falls into his palm steadily and voluntarily.

Chu He lowered his eyes, hiding all his emotions under the slender eyelashes like crow wings, turned and walked towards the corridor in the magic palace.

"Phoenix," Mozun said suddenly.

Chu He's footsteps paused for a while, only to hear the voice of the demon king from behind: "Seven days later, I will go to the place where the human world and hell meet to release the dead energy, so that the Asura tribe will harvest a large number of evil spirits - I hope you Come with me."

Chuhe didn't look back, and stood there for a while.From Mozun's point of view, you can see his straight back. Although his shoulders are not broad, there is an unbreakable aura of loneliness. The black shirt wraps the lower line and tightens all the way until it reaches the thin waist and further down. The part is deeply hidden in the trousers.

"I see," Chuhe finally said after a while, his voice was very flat: "I will go."

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At the same time, the sea of ​​blood.

The sea was choppy, with bursts of smoke, and countless monsters devoured and bit the carrion, making roaring and impacting sounds.

Suddenly, a mountain-like huge wave hit the sky and covered the sky. Countless monsters started up and fled in all directions. Countless skeletons were caught in the blood-red waves and shattered.

The figure of Maha appeared in the bloody flowers, with long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and a beautiful woman-like face against the background of thousands of miles of blood, but there was a kind of cold and sinister evil.He was naked from head to toe, and he dived into the deep sea like a fish when the waves hit him. A few seconds later, he popped up in the shallows. The sea spiders who had been tearing up carrion corpses immediately fled in panic, and disappeared in the sea in the blink of an eye.

Maha stood up lazily, floated ashore on a boat with bones connected end to end, and stepped on the rock with one foot.

Garuda sat on the cliff protruding like a knife point with his chin resting on his shoulders, his whole body in bunt, his face expressionless, and he was absent-mindedly looking at the black shadows floating like icebergs in the depths of the sea of ​​blood—it should be chaos.Because of their huge size, they were basically extinct in the six realms, and the few remaining were raised in the deep sea by Maha.

"Hey," Maha walked in front of him, and kicked Garuda to the side: "Leave!"

"..." Garuda sat up straight, and his butt moved five centimeters to the side.

Garuda's serious injury has not fully healed, his muscular thighs are bandaged, and the wounds on his six-pack abdominal muscles are intertwined and oozing blood.Probably because he really didn't adapt to the hell environment, he didn't sleep well these days, there was thick gray under his eyes, and he looked haggard like a seriously injured patient.

Looking at Zhou Hui's embarrassed face, Maha was actually in a bad mood: "Can't get used to the sea of ​​blood? Why don't you go back to Yan Mo's Palace? Didn't there be a few Asura girls who specially launched the Heavenly Demons that day?" The dancers came to seduce you, you have the right to play with them, you should be able to fall asleep after playing, hahaha—"

"..." Garuda said, "Not interested."

"Don't be an idiot brother, boss, they like you very much. It is said that Zhou Hui's personal image was also very popular with Asura girls back then, but your innocent and abstinent type should be more able to provoke their conquest. Want it." Maha raised one corner of his lips, and looked up and down Garuda with malicious intentions: "It's rare to come to the four evil realms once, and it will broaden your horizons—you should have nothing in a ghostly place like the snow mountain, right? Have you ever seen Huanxi Zen?"

Garuda didn't even want to say anything.

Maha tied up his bloody long silver hair with thin white fingers, and he shook his head while tsk-tsk: "You are so pitiful, you are so stupid to read Buddha's name. But since you have studied the scriptures carefully, you know that Shi Tian is begging to marry countless Asura women." Is it an allusion to being a concubine? So if you want to become a Buddha, you have to marry an Asura girl, or you will not be able to read the scriptures for 2 years. Go, my brother fully supports you, and even the dowry is prepared for you here ..."

Maha grabbed the air casually, and a huge colorful sea snake appeared wetly in his hand, hissing and struggling in panic, and his tail slapped Garuda's face heavily with a "snap!"

"..." Garuda wiped his face, and finally endured to the limit.

He reached out and took out the wrinkled white robe from under his buttocks, and handed it to Mahe's nose: "Can you talk after you put on the clothes?"

In Blood Sea Maha hardly had the consciousness to wear clothes, he was too comfortable in the vacuum.However, Garuda's expression was extremely unbearable. After a while, Maha finally snorted lazily, hung the sea snake around his brother's neck, took the robe to wrap his naked body, and kicked Garuda again. Open, sitting proudly on the cliff.