The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

The causal line that Yetan stepped into was not the day when Zisang Junyan came back to the palace, but when Zisang Junyan was a child.

The old emperor was more than 3000 years old. Although it was difficult for monks to have children and even more restricted by the royal family, he still had many children.

The princes of the Zisang royal family will be raised together when they are young, and will not be sent to the royal academy until their bones are finalized at the age of three and their aptitudes are uniformly measured.

Yetan opened his eyes, and found that he had become smaller, not as before when he was sitting on Zisang Junyan's shoulders, but really turned into a baby.

"Your Majesty, people from the Nursing Department are asking to see..." The female officer looked flustered and her voice was abnormal.

The queen took a nap, propped her forehead lazily, and let them in because she was not so awake.

The female officer motioned to the nanny who was holding the baby behind her to come forward.

"Your Majesty, it's... Your Highness..."

The queen raised her eyes to look, and suddenly she was slightly certain, but the expression on her face did not move.

The magistrate knelt down.

The nanny who was holding the child was unable to kneel, so she suppressed her anxiety and explained in a low voice: "After taking the medicine, His Highness woke up from a nap, and suddenly he was in this state."

The queen's expression remained unchanged: "Where's the doctor?"

"Just outside the door."

The doctor knelt down and lowered his eyes, and answered carefully: "Don't worry, your highness, the abnormality of your highness will not affect too much, and it will definitely disappear after stopping the medicine. It's just that your highness is young and weak, and it's not easy to take medicine again recently. Your highness, your highness's qualifications It is similar to a mortal, and the reaction is much slower, and it may not help if you take medicine."

The queen's face was gloomy, but there was no surprise.

There was no sound in the entire palace.

Until the queen's voice sounded faintly: "What about the child?"

"The child's roots are excellent, and among the princes in the harem, no one can match it."

The queen looked calm, looked at the beautiful green eyes of the baby in the swaddle, and smiled sweetly: "Then from now on, that child will be your Highness."

The medical nurse seemed to have a premonition, and she didn't show any strangeness: "Yes."

The queen seemed in a good mood, hugged the child, coaxed it unskillfully, and said lightly: "Treat it cleanly."

The doctor's expression changed drastically, and before he had time to run out of the inner hall, he saw the nanny's corpse standing in front of him, with blood splashing all over his face.

The queen looked at Ye Tan, who was not crying or fussing, and her fingers with long nails ran along his face to neck: "What a beautiful child, but unfortunately he is a fool."

After dealing with the nanny and the doctor, the female officer stood respectfully beside her, with a slightly hesitant look on her face: "Your Highness is the mother's own flesh and blood after all..."

The queen pulled her red lips together, and her voice was as lazy as silk: "What are you afraid of? Am I going to kill him? Lin'er also needs a 'puppet'. Go and bring Lin'er to me to see."

The puppet exchange for the prince was completed quietly with just one word from her.

The queen's position was not easy to come by, but the physical fitness of the child she gave birth to was average. Although she had been tempered with medicine since childhood, the result not only failed to improve, but was only slightly better than ordinary people.

The Zisang royal family has always had the inheritance of being a puppet who took over the life of a puppet. Generally, puppets do not know their identities, and grow up together as ordinary princes.She thought about it.

Unexpectedly, the aptitude of this puppet was actually one in a million, and Li Daitao's stiff plan naturally came to fruition.

The queen was always eager for quick success, and even her own baby flesh and blood were given medicines at will. When facing Zisang Junyan, she did whatever she wanted, never treated him as a human being, and made all kinds of unimaginable demands. In addition to the necessary food and sleep, the toddler practiced uninterruptedly during the rest of the day.

"He is not an ordinary child, and I am not worried about it. What are you afraid of?"

Although the female official felt that something was wrong, she was just afraid of backfiring. She would try to plead with the queen when she faced the real prince. Zi Sang Junyan was just a puppet with a human-like appearance, and she was not a human being. Of course, she would not be troublesome.

But Zisang Junyan did it too.

He can breathe and refine qi. Under the violent intervention of the empress, when he tested his root bones at the age of three, he had already established a foundation, which shocked the government and the public.

The queen's adopted son Sang Junyan is like raising a humanoid tool that does not need to communicate and has no emotions.

Raising Yetan is like raising a cat or dog to relieve boredom.

Ye Tan didn't like to move or speak since he was a child. Every day when Zi Sang Junyan was practicing, he would sit by the side and look out the window with a blank expression.

Although everyone knows he is a fool.

But the child with white hair, emerald eyes and quiet eyes is really beautiful, plus it is her own flesh and blood, the queen is willing to tease her when she is happy, and she puts it aside when she is unhappy.

Zisang Junyan sometimes does not practice, and sits next to him, the two of them quietly watching the distant clouds.

Next to it is a red panda that is invisible to others, holding a small red umbrella and gnawing on a branch.

Ye Tan: "You are a puppet born from the transformation of heaven and earth, no wonder you are different from them."

Zisang Junyan has an obvious alienation from the world, which makes him incompatible with the world.

The world is not the same to him as it is to others.

The Dauphin is a natural skeptic, and would be more sensitive to such weird differences.

Ordinary people know that there are no reasons for many things in the world, and there is no need for a reason. Only he seriously seeks proof and feels that everything has rules and causes and effects.

The female officer reminded the queen in a low voice: "It's time for the prince to get closer to ordinary people. After all... he never cried or laughed since he was a child. Now that he has grown older, he has become less popular. There are rumors that the prince is so perfect that he is not like a living person."

Her words have been modified. Zisang Junyan is extremely talented, but unlike other children, he never runs, and every step is as calm as a ruler. There are no distractions.

People who don't know only think that the prince is handsome and noble, born with the majesty of an emperor. In the eyes of people who know, they only think that he is a puppet created by heaven and earth. He is heartless and heartless.

But this is inseparable from the Queen's brutal way of raising him. Except for people to teach him how to cultivate, the Queen doesn't even teach him to speak, and there is no etiquette when interacting with people.

The female official didn't care whether the prince was normal or not, but she was afraid that the abnormality of the prince would attract suspicion, and then found out that they had replaced the prince with a puppet.

The queen didn't care, and lazily pressed her hair on the sideburns: "He is a prince, so he should be more distant and mature, so that others will be afraid of him. Cultivation and strength are the most important things, and everything else is useless."

However, sometimes even the empress would feel cold when she saw the prince.

Those cold pool-like eyes, with an overly quiet and noble demeanor, facing him face to face, like a statue alone facing a temple overlooking all beings.

Remind her of all the bad things she has done.

When the crown prince was seven years old, Yu Luo Xiaotai sent out to accept disciples.

The master of Yu Luo Xiaotai has learned all over the world. It is rumored that he is a dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, and he has obtained the inheritance of the Dao of Heaven from an ancient secret place.

His meaning is the meaning of the way of heaven, how can anyone in the world dare not follow?

This is the first time in 3000 years that Yu Luo Xiaotai has accepted disciples, and the next successor of the Tao of Heaven will be born from the disciples.

More importantly, Yu Luo Xiaotai is the mortal enemy of the Zhenyu Dynasty and an obstacle preventing the Zhenyu Dynasty from unifying the cultivation world.

Zi Sang Junyan's talent is rare in the world, and the emperor set his sights on him.

Although he sent his son Sang Junyan to go, he gave him high hopes.

But at the same time, hints were sent to the royal family, nobles and even the upper echelons of the Zhenyu Dynasty: "Whoever gets the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao will be the next Zhenyu Emperor."

Since ancient times, no matter whether it is in the cultivation world or in the mortal world, the prince may not be able to become the emperor in the end.

But the old emperor was more direct.

He just said clearly: "If you can't be better than everyone, I will give up on you."

Zi Sang Junyan was of course selected.

But it doesn't mean that he has become a heir to heaven.

Yu Luo Xiaotai accepted a total of nine disciples, and each of them was taught by Jiu Shichen. They were eliminated every year, and finally the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai chose one of the nine.

The same meaning as the old emperor: If you can't be the strongest, Yu Luo Xiaotai will give up on you.

A puppet cannot leave its master for too long.

The queen learned that Zi Sang Junyan was about to go to Yuluo Xiaotai to practice, so she recruited him in front of her. She didn't even bother to show the superficial love between mother and child, so she pointed at Yetan and told him unceremoniously: "His mother and concubine wanted to save him. Ben Gong died, and Ben Gong wants you to take him to Yu Luoxiao Terrace together. And I want you to swear to protect his life!"

Even a fool is still his own flesh and blood. A puppet should die for his master.

Zisang Junyan wanted to calm down: "Yes."

Ye Tan's identity in this causal line is the murderer who stabbed his son Sang Junyan in the back.

Yetan looked at Zisang Junyan lightly, his slightly narrowed eyes were like a lake crumbled by the spring breeze and cool rain, squinted and clear: "Aren't you angry that she lied to you and took advantage of you?"

"They all use you and kill you, aren't you angry?"

Ye Tan was not very serious about his confusion: Are these reasons not enough to answer his why?

Karma once again reached the moment when Zisang Junyan returned to the country and the emperor set up a net to suppress and kill him.

Thunderstorms poured down.

The emperor and the empress are worthy of being husband and wife. He had planned from the very beginning to use his son Sang Junyan to obtain the inheritance of heaven and become a person like the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai.

3000 years ago, the strength of the master of Yu Luo Xiao Terrace left a deep stimulation on the young emperor, which was fear, longing, and hatred.

The old emperor was full of resentment: "What do you know? You don't know anything! If it weren't for Yu Luo Xiaotai to cut off the dragon's veins, how could the real jade be declining day by day? The emperor who can't lead his subjects to ascend, these big sects, these aristocratic nobles are getting more and more alienated. You can only win over them with the inheritance of the Zisang royal family!

"If there is a puppet, there will be an extra life. When the catastrophe breaks through, there will be an extra layer of protection, so that they will respect the royal family. I have no choice. The father passed away in a hurry, and the huge country is under pressure. I want to protect the real jade. , I do everything for the country and the country, and I have no regrets in my heart!

"Who are puppets? You want to watch Zhenyu perish for the sake of a bunch of puppets... I am the Son of Heaven, I want you to die, how dare you not die!"

Ye Tan was holding an umbrella, and the eaves of the umbrella were slowly raised, revealing his ice-coloured eyebrows, and his eyes were very quiet, as if he had no interest, pure and innocent.

"Is that reason enough?"

Zi Sang Junyan's face was neither happy nor sad, heartless and heartless, as calm as ever, without the slightest sign of burnout.

Ye Tan: "Isn't that enough?"

The empress hid in the night, without a shadow of the sword, taking advantage of the weak moment of the emperor, to kill him crazily and extremely calmly: "You are so stupid!"

She smiled gracefully and fiercely: "He is the puppet in your mouth, who has no soul and is not worthy of living! Your Majesty."

Ye Tan sighed very lightly, raised his eyes and looked at the sky calmly.

In the scenery of the southern country, even if it is cloudy and rainy, the grass leaves are still green and lush. Looking at it, the world's ink paintings are as gloomy.

He was quiet and gentle, and said softly and slowly, "Is the world beautiful?"

Zisang Junyan is indifferent and indifferent, with dark eyes and clear eyes.

Ye Tan looked at him, he only liked white and clean things, but this person was black, why did he like to be looked at by him?

The underworld trapped Zisang Junyan with the great cause and effect of the tree of life and death, and made him enter different causes and effects time and time again, experiencing the collapse of the dynasty, court battles, and the killing of people's hearts time and time again.

Let him be killed again and again, and force him to kill the king and mother again and again.

He is Zhao Ye, the prince of Zhenyu, and he is forced to let Zhenyu collapse in his hands time and time again.

Any change is useless, or die, or join forces, and always walk into that dark night of killing and dying.

"...You are a puppet and not a human being, and even the Dao of Heaven doesn't treat you as a human being, so there is a reason in the Heavenly Book to kill anyone, but there is no reason to kill you."

Who, who is speaking?

"...the world is not benevolent and treats everything as a dog, but you are not even a dog. You are just the incarnation of Brahma Qi, a ruthless and heartless body."

"...What do you want? What the heavens don't give you, hell will give you."

"...This is the land of never being reborn, an infinite loop of evil cages."

"...In the past, you were aloof, and the position of Prince Zhenyu was not in your eyes. Now you have experienced what it means to have nothing, and you have begun to desperately want these things that you despised in the past!"

"...Aren't you always just and never kill in vain? Look at how many people you have killed now? Are their names written in the heavenly book?"

"...the number of times you have killed them is worth more than all the puppets who died because of the Zhenyu Dynasty."

"...Kill...Kill...Anger, resentment, remorse..."

"...Why do people want to know the truth? Ask for trouble."

"...Do you think you will remain the same? Ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, hundreds of thousands of times, billions of times? Every inch of bone and blood is filled with sin, and you are just a mediocre person, no, you even Not even human beings."

"...The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, life and death have no shore..."

There is no time in the door, and every second of time is burned in karma and restarted.

Anyone trapped here is bound to go mad sooner or later.

Yetan held an umbrella and followed Zisang Junyan silently. He would not go crazy. For a ten thousand-year-old utumbra, stillness is eternity.

However, Zisang Junyan will.

The longer he stays here, the less human he will be, and the more he will be backlashed by karma.

"Do you still know who I am?"

On the Biluo Mountain of the causal line, Yetan stood beside Sang Junyan, who was as indifferent as a trapped beast, with dark eyes and dull eyes.

Watching all the people he killed fall down one after another, and they were burned by the causal line to start all over again.

Even Tianshu was frightened, fearing that Zisang Junyan would lose his mind, and the next moment the point of the knife would go towards Yetan's eyes.

Several times, when they entered the causal line, Ye Tan was at the time when he stabbed Zi Sang Junyan with a single knife.

In Zisang Junyan's memory, Yetan's memory of backstabbing him has long overshadowed the vague murderer in the real world.

Yetan grew up with him, went to Biluo Mountain to practice together, and betrayed him, not other insignificant people.

"Why?" He put his hand on Yetan's shoulder, his eyes like Yong Ye looked at Yetan for a moment, his face was calm, but there was already a dark surge under the cold pool.

Ye Tan looked at his blood-stained fingers.

He raised his eyes, his emerald eyes were quiet, clear and gentle: "Are you angry? You can kill me. It's okay."

Yetan won't be angry, he can tell the difference. If Zisang Junyan can't tell the difference once, and believes that Yetan is going to kill him for a moment, he will walk into this causal line time and time again, and experience being rejected over and over again. At the moment of backstabbing, you will believe more and more.

Until, his memory was filled with all the truth in the causal line.

Yetan looked at him without blinking, his eyes were clear: "Are you in pain? Feeling pain is something only human beings do."

There was no emotion on Zisang Junyan's face, it was as emotionless as before, but it was slightly empty, with a more hopeless and indifferent look.

I don't know if it was because of repeated injuries and death, although every time the causal line is burned, the wound will disappear, but the spirit and soul will think that they are injured, so they can't stand firm.

He shook slightly, and Ye Tan stood still, as if he was leaning on Ye Tan's shoulder, like a hug.

In the picture scroll of causal time that keeps entering and burning in layers of corpses and endless killings.

The victim who was repeatedly betrayed embraced the murderer.

This has been tampered with by infinite cause and effect, and the impostor murderer stood there quietly and gently, frowning slightly.

Although puzzled, he didn't move.