Attunement into fine rules

He has been extremely weak these past few days, and he has to breathe three times after taking two steps, which is worse than ordinary people.

The sky is like a large piece of clear blue glass with no edge to be seen. He is leaning against a rose in full bloom, with light sunlight falling from the sparse branches and leaves in front of his knees, and pure white petals falling from time to time, as light as thin snow covering the The hair and fingertips, but he didn't want to take the effort to brush them off.

Let the petals flutter, and gradually fall all over the body.

This place looks like a beautiful place on a good day, but it is just a prison used by the God Realm to detain sinners.

I don't know how long he sat with his head empty like this, but the space in front of him distorted without warning, and a tall man in black clothes and gold ornaments, wearing a twelve-barreled head, appeared in front of him.

Brilliant and martial, handsome and beautiful.

But when he saw this man, he felt pain in all his bones.

Four hundred and nine God-devouring needles pierced his body to the bone, locking his entire body, devouring his divine power all the time, making him so weak.

Four hundred and nine God-eating needles were pierced into his body one by one by the man himself.

Couldn't help but flinch back.

"Ah Wei." The man stopped in his tracks, his voice lowered, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Don't call me Awei!" He first growled almost out of control, then took a deep breath, and after calming his emotions for a while, he cupped his hands again, "I have seen Your Majesty. Forgive me for my crimes, and I cannot fully salute you."

The man's Adam's apple rolled a few times, he hesitated to speak.

Needless to say, he actually understands everything.

The majestic Emperor of Heaven went down to the earth to endure calamities, but he slept in Kunlun Mountain for more than 300 years. Now that he is back, he must hate him in his heart and feel embarrassed to see him.

He is like the mosquito blood on the crocodile netting, or the stain of dirty ink on the plain rice paper.

His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor who has defiled the gold and jade.

"Wei Yuan, you owe this to all people in the world." Sure enough, the man stopped calling him Ah Wei, and walked up to him again, reaching out to brush off the fallen flowers on his shoulders, "You are also a person among gods, you should know that there are good and evil in the reincarnation of heaven. The karmic debt owed must always be repaid.”

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and did not look at the man, and said softly, "No, this is owed by the guilty minister to His Majesty."

If he had known today, and borrowed Wei Yuan's 120 courage, he would never have been sincere to this person in front of him.

A single thought is stubborn and goes against the sky, even it is not tolerated by the heaven and the earth.

It sounded like a gust of wind and a sigh.

Wei Yuan didn't hear clearly.

His weak body suddenly flew into the air, and the petals flying all over the sky disappeared out of thin air. He and the Emperor of Heaven came to a jasper platform.

The height of the platform is bottomless, clouds and mists are rolling around, and a jade pillar surrounded by nine dragons is towering in the middle.

Cut Xiantai.

The blood of the gods is the same color as the jasper. I don't know how many bloods of the gods have been sprinkled on this jasper platform.

Ren Er, the God of Heaven and the Golden Immortal, who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, will be reduced to ashes when he arrives here.

As soon as Wei Yuan's back was attached to the Nine Dragon Pillar, cold iron chains stretched out automatically, tightly binding his limbs and body.

Looking around, I can't see the gods next to me.

It's strange, usually, when there are criminals who have the will to be executed on the immortal platform, there are huge crowds of people watching the punishment.

In order to be vigilant about self-cleaning on the way to immortality.

Even Wei Yuan, the god in charge of the mountains and rivers in the world, who usually doesn't stay in the sky, has visited twice.

As if seeing the confusion in his heart, the Heavenly Emperor stood opposite and said slowly: "There are only you and me here, no one else will come here."

Wei Yuan nodded.

It would be too shameful and embarrassing for the Emperor of Heaven to tell the crimes he committed in public, he understands.

"Wei Yuan, do you have anything to say to me?" Seeing that he had been silent, the Heavenly Emperor asked.

He thought about his last words for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty, the criminals have committed countless crimes in the past 300 years. Now that I think about it, I regret it. Now that I have to pay for it, I deserve what I have done. I have nothing to say."

"During the 300 years with His Majesty, the guilty minister also regretted it..."

"Shut up!" The Emperor of Heaven shrank his pupils when he heard this, and interrupted him angrily.

Twelve gold buckles and jade beads on the head collided randomly, which was a rare chaos.

Wei Yuan closed his mouth, and it was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart for a moment.

Knowing that the Emperor of Heaven must regard the past 300 years as a shame and stain, he didn't expect that when there were only the two of them, he would not even listen to his deathbed confession.

...that's all.

The Nine Dragon Jade Pillar on the back suddenly began to vibrate, and the coiled Nine Dragon eyes rolled, gradually turning into iron-gray scales and ferocious claws.

In the sky originally shrouded in auspicious clouds, dark clouds emerged from all directions, gathering towards Wei Yuan's head like a whirlpool in the sea.

The hour has come.

The Heavenly Emperor seemed to have something to say to him, but he didn't have time to say it, his face was extremely ugly, and he retreated to the edge of Zhanxiantai with a flick of his sleeve.

Although the Emperor of Heaven is the supreme being of the 33 heavens, Zhanxiantai is not under its control, but is controlled by the laws of heaven.

Even if it is the Emperor of Heaven, if he is in the middle of the execution at the Xiantai, he will inevitably be severely injured.

Jiulong's sharp claws stretched out towards Wei Yuan, and he felt like a torn bag, being stirred and stirred again and again by countless sharp knives piercing into his body.

The blue blood meanders into a trickle, slowly flowing down the blue steps.

Two hours later, all the 81 crystal-clear immortal bones were picked out, mixed with green blood, and hit the cold jade floor, making a tinkling sound.

He raised his head and looked at the billowing dark clouds in the sky, he could hear the dull thunder hidden inside.

At the same time as all the immortal bones were removed, the God-eating needles finally failed one after another, and he was finally able to mobilize the slight remaining immortal power in his body.

Not enough to hurt others, but enough to hurt yourself.

The soul orb in the altar suddenly collapsed, and the three souls and seven souls were like quicksand, turning into very fine purple smoke and escaping from the seven orifices.

That's right, although Zhanxiantai only cut off the immortal body and not the immortal soul, he repaid the previous bad karma with his immortal bones and flesh, and still had the opportunity to continue reincarnation, but he didn't want it anymore.

After learning that the little fool is the Heavenly Emperor who has experienced calamities, and was shot into the God-eating Needle by the Heavenly Emperor himself, he doesn't want to continue to exist.

Wei Yuan of Kunlun in the past is now a joke and a stain on the fairy world.

As the soul dispersed, his tattered body no longer felt pain, and his vision quickly became blurred, and he could only faintly hear a few calls coming with the wind——

"Ah Wei, Ah Wei..."

I don't know if I really heard it, or if it was the last illusion when I lost my soul.

The world would call him that, only one person.

In a daze, he saw in the sea of ​​grass at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the little fool picked off a bunch of purple mountain flowers and put them in his ears, then stood up and bared a row of white teeth, waving happily at him.