Inner Demon, She Turns All Beings Upside Down [Honghuang]

Different from Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Zhi Hai, who both planted spiritual hearts in the sea, Sanqing Lianmeng, Shangqing's side is directly connected to Yuchen.There is no heart demon seed in Tongtian's sea of ​​consciousness, so he does not have the same induction as Laozi Yuanshi.

Although he didn't have it, Yuchen did.

Probably because he felt that something was wrong with his spiritual heart, Yu Chen, who had been sleeping for a hundred years and could not wake up, finally gave him a response in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yuchen! You finally woke up!"

Tongtian shouted excitedly, successfully attracting the attention of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

The two elder brothers looked at each other, and unanimously struck out a rune, setting up two layers of protective restrictions.

Tongtian noticed Laozi Yuanshi's actions, and sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness with confidence.

【Yuchen, do you know what happened to Lingxin? 】

After asking for a while, Yuchen's thoughts came out from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness to respond.

[The girl's body was destroyed by the way of heaven, and her spiritual consciousness has disappeared. 】

Even with just a thought, Tongtian could still feel the solemnity of Yuchen's words and the deep and forbearing anger.

He was equally unbelievable and angry, and immediately shot up,

"How can the law kill the prehistoric creatures at will!"

Creatures in the wild can kill each other, but the way of heaven represents the law, and it must be impartial and selfless.He can calculate the general trend of the world, but he cannot act personally.

This is the basic consensus of Honghuang.

The sky-high anger rang out in the hall, but an indifferent voice followed.

"The prehistoric creatures you are talking about, but the soul?"

The three clear tools in the hall were taken aback.

Seeing the young man in purple clothes and white hair walking in from the door, Lao Tzu Yuanshi's eyes were horrified.

The restrictions they set up did not stop him at all.Has Hongjun's realm progressed so fast in a hundred years?

"Friend Hongjun."

Horror turned into horror, I still quickly adjusted.Tongtian also cut off contact with Yuchen.

Leaving Tianwaitian, without the interference of heaven, Hongjun pierced through the void with magical powers, and arrived in Kunlun in just a moment.

He gave up his original self to connect with the heaven, even if Sanqing was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, he couldn't stop him.

Sky blue eyes looked straight at Tongtian, Hongjun's gaze was more indifferent than before.

"What you said just now is true?"

Although Tongtian's state is not as good as Hongjun's for the time being, he is also fearless.With a cold snort, he raised his head and said,

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

Yuan Shi took a step forward, his cold voice full of sarcasm,

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun thinks she's not hurting enough?"

What he was referring to was Hongjun's self-discovery.Although Sanqing is not completely clear about the connection between Hongjun and Tiandao, it can be confirmed that they must be connected.

In Sanqingli, a young boy who is full of spirit and likes to do things.Yuanshi prided himself on being noble, and sarcasm was the most hated.Laozi seems to be indifferent and inactive, but he does everything without doing anything, and his thoughts are meticulous.

Hearing Hongjun's question, a gleam flashed in his eyes.After thinking for a moment, he calmly said to Hongjun,

"In our sea of ​​consciousness, we all have the avatars of soul-heart Taoist friends, so we feel it. Could it be that fellow Taoists don't feel it?"

Hongjun pursed his thin lips, and suddenly turned and left.

Lao Tzu's sentence was flat, without sarcasm or anger.But it is more lethal than Tongtian and Yuanshi.

Just because when he discovered that the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven had awakened, Hongjun had already wiped out the inner demon avatar/body whose spiritual heart was in his sea of ​​consciousness for safety reasons.

The body/body is immortal, but the demons are immortal.

If something really happened to the body of the spirit heart, it should be resurrected in the sea of ​​consciousness of someone who planted her heart demon clone/body.

And he has no chance...

What does it feel like to die?

I can't tell the specific spiritual heart, only two feelings are deeply rooted in my mind, one is pain and the other is fear.

Between the great terror of life and death, the consciousness of the spiritual heart existing on the powder mist of the body is chaotic, half-dream and half-awake, as if the consciousness has been dispersed into many parts, floating leisurely and evenly scattered everywhere.

Multiple images were reflected in the drowsy consciousness at the same time——

She "sees" the quiet and soft moonlight reflected in the flowing river;

"Seeing" the wonderful tree of seven treasures strung with gold, silver and colored glaze swaying in the wind, hitting the moving Sanskrit sound;

"Looking" at the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains, Weiyujing Mountain stands tall, covered with vitality...

There are even gloomy demon realms lit up with shining lights.

All the scenes are blurry, half-awake like her consciousness, like a mosaic, but they are very clear to her, close at hand.

If it weren't for the fear and pain of death that still lingered, the soul might have thought she was dreaming.

With the passage of time, the pain and fear are far away, and the drowsy consciousness is filled with another wonderful feeling.

She "looked" at those different pictures, as if she was in them and detached from them.

That should be a feeling.Although it is still not clear, it makes the heart demon faintly feel that this is the path she will take in the future...

Immersed in this strange perception, I don't know how long it has passed.

It seems like a moment, it seems like many years.

Lingxin felt a certain power enough to attract her, and a little bit of irrigation was given to the demons scattered in countless places.

Under that kind of irrigation, her five aggregates and six consciousnesses began to recover, and she was no longer in a dream-like erratic state.

The thing irrigated like dripping water exudes an extremely tempting aroma, which makes her appetite so urgent, like the intense desire of a person who has been hungry for 100 years to smell the most favorite and most wanted dish.

One drop, two drops...

The consciousness scattered like loose sand gathers, heading towards the place that arouses the appetite of the demon.

The soul devours that kind of energy greedily, You Zai dislikes that the amount of drop by drop is too small, but the energy suddenly disappears...

No!Have!!

She is so miserable, she doesn't even care about her full stomach!

Under the grief and anger, the fluttering consciousness of the soul fell to the ground and completely woke up.

As far as the eye can see, it is a wooden roof with rows of golden inscriptions flowing on it.It's a bit similar to what Laozi and Yuanshi wrote in seal script to protect Tongtian when Lingxin first arrived in Kunlun, but it's even more mysterious.

With her spiritual heart struggling under Tiandao's hands for many years, she judged that it must be from Tiandao.

Lingxin didn't want to look at anything related to Heaven, but she couldn't turn her eyes away.

It seemed that something fixed her, keeping her on her back, only seeing the roof.

Could it be that she was locked in a small black room by Goubi Tiandao?

As soon as this thought that made Lingxin angry came up, a blue silhouette appeared in her vision.

"woke up?"

The familiar, deep and mellow voice seemed to sound from another space far away, but it brought her back to the present.

Under the illumination of the golden inscription, the silhouette of Tsing Yi is getting closer and clearer.Lingxin's vision reflected a pair of deep eyes, like thick ink that couldn't be melted away, or two dark vortexes, which made her fall into it.

It's Yuchen!

The soul was excited for a moment, both pleasantly surprised and hungry.

Had he been imprisoned with her, or had he rescued her?

Lingxin wanted to ask this question very much, and even more wanted to ask if he still had that delicious food.

But she couldn't make a sound.

"Don't worry."

Yuchen raised his hand to press down on the restless silk on the wooden table, and comforted him gently,

"Your spiritual consciousness has been destroyed. It will take some time to rebuild a good body."

The sage's low-alcohol voice is as gentle and gentle as ever, as if it can soothe the restlessness in people's hearts.

Lingxin soon discovered that being healed was not her illusion.She was really flattened—in the form of a roll of silk.

To be more specific, it should be a volume of scriptures that is less than half written.The slightly yellowed white silk seal has golden runes, revealing a faint powdery smell, and a larger part is still blank.

The consciousness of the spiritual heart is imprisoned on this white silk, and the vision is only on the upward side, unable to move or speak.

Soul:! ! !

She couldn't calm down a bit.

Yuchen could see that Lingxin was not calm from the powdery air that was trying to rush out of the silk.

He sighed softly, stroked his palm lightly on the silk surface, and explained in a gentle voice,

"This is my sea of ​​memory and consciousness. It is maintained by the law of a ray of life. Heaven can't detect your location. It's safe."

Ruyu's knuckles gently caressed the silk surface she was relying on, so light that it seemed to have no weight, and slowly covering it made her feel its thickness.

It was as if a gentle wind had blown by, smoothing the tangled vines, bringing the warmth of the winter sun to soothe the restlessness of the soul.

With him, she is safe.

This cognition is rooted in his mind together with his touch.Most of the restlessness and fear in the soul have dissipated.

The demon who calmed down re-examined the illusion she was in.For a moment, it became clear that this piece of silk was supposed to be the demon seed she had separated.

Use your spiritual thoughts to scan the runes that Yuchen wrote on her body.A moment later, a distorted character emerged with difficulty from the blank silk surface,

【hungry】

That's right, for the demon, everything else is empty, only appetite is the most important.

It's okay to be a piece of silk that can't speak, as long as you can eat enough!

Seeing that character, Yuchen felt the longing of the soul, couldn't help laughing,

"You heartless girl..."

He shook his head with a smile, gently stroking the silky silk surface with his fingertips, but his voice seemed helpless,

"It took you so many years to wake up, at least let me rest for a while."

Lingxin didn't want to hear it.

The character [Hungry] on the silk was enlarged again, and powdery air overflowed from between the characters.

Yu Chen could imagine that if this girl had a real body now, she would definitely look aggrieved and pouting and acting coquettishly.Maybe I have to call him Shizun again to soften his heart.

In fact, just thinking about her being scattered by Heavenly Dao and her consciousness scattered everywhere, his heart has already softened.

"Forget it... I will give it to you after all..."

Yuchen said a word of self-comfort, and raised his hand to draw a blood line from the roof, which was stored in his palm.

Then he knelt down in front of the wooden table, and using his finger as a pen, slowly carved a golden character on the silk cloth.

As the characters took shape, Lingxin felt that the force that attracted her to wake up was like drops of water, dripping down.

Fine nectar and jade dew, nothing more.

Yuchen slowly finished writing the word [出], seeing the disappearance of [hungry] in the illusion of the soul, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and exhaled lightly.

The energy he feeds to the soul is the purified curse of heaven.While extracting, seal carving is at the same time, passing the power to her in this way.

Lingxin eats happily, but he has to bear the backlash of the curse.

In order to conceal the pain of backlash, Yuchen told Lingxin about the current situation while writing——

At this time, it has been a thousand years since she was beaten to death by Tiandao.

Thousands of years ago, Yuchen fell into a deep sleep in order to resolve the curse of heaven, and felt that the body of the soul died, and he woke up in the sea of ​​consciousness that reached the sky.

Different from other beings who have been planted with demon avatars, there is only a demon seed separated under Yuchen's guidance when the soul came in for the first time in Yuchen's spiritual space.

But maybe because it was the first seed, it was not known whether it was too much divine sense or it was underdeveloped, that kind of seed could not grow into a demon avatar/body.That's why Hongjun made the first example.

The so-called demon seeds are actually the spiritual thoughts of the separation of the soul and the heart.Then get the emotional power of the owner who was planted the seed to grow into a demon avatar/body.

Because it is only one in ten thousand, it can be recovered quickly after being distributed.It has no effect on the soul.

And even if it is only one ten thousandth, it is still a part of her divine sense.If the body dies, the soul can be resurrected through the seed division/body.

That's why there is the saying that the division/body is immortal and the consciousness of the soul is immortal.

Tiandao probably also knew that killing Lingxin's body did not completely obliterate her, and did not violate the constraints of the law.That's why he shot her.

But the avatar/body can only guarantee immortality, and no one can really predict the complete resurrection process.

Even Tiandao can't imagine that the spiritual thoughts of the spiritual heart will be scattered into countless parts/bodies, and they cannot be gathered together.

Sanqing, and perhaps Hongjun.After hundreds of years, many methods failed to gather her spiritual thoughts.

Until 500 years ago, Yuchen successfully brought the first inner demon seed of Lingxin into the inner demon realm where he was imprisoned in Zixiao Palace after conferring the gods, and blended with the silk silk of the Huangting Sutra that he had copied.

Afterwards, she was fed with the power of the law after purifying the curse, and only then relied on the greedy instinct of the demons in her heart to gather her spiritual thoughts little by little.

"You have been scattered by the Dao of Heaven, and your spiritual consciousness has been scattered too much. It will take some time to gather together. After your spirit and soul are gathered and reborn, you will be able to come out."

While digesting the power of the characters, Lingxin listened to Yuchen's passage of the hundreds of years.But his eyes kept staring at Yu Chen's face.

The golden inscription above the head is the only light source in the room.

The half-light cast shadows on the saint's face.

Perhaps because of the light, Lingxin saw that the red mole on the center of Yuchen's eyebrows was close to purple.

On the contrary, Yu Chen's face was pale.The cyan Taoist robe was a little gray, and it was empty on him, making his figure particularly thin.

He wrote very slowly. After talking for a long time, he only wrote fourteen characters on the silk cloth.

【The rising sun and the great moon are my way】

【Seven days and earth stay together three times】

Every time she finished writing a word, she could hear him exhale lightly, like a tired gasp.

The immortality of a saint should not have anything to do with being weak, but he...

Is it because of her?

A demon has no conscience, only appetite.

In the past, Lingxin never cared whether others were happy or not, but only wanted to satisfy herself and squeeze out more delicious food.

But now, an inexplicable touch has overwhelmed the instinctive greed of the demon.

After writing the word "Shou", the spiritual heart has not yet swallowed the new drop of power of law.

Yuchen suddenly found that his No. 15 characters could not be written down.He coughed lowly, his voice helpless and loving.

"what happened again?"

Several twisted characters slowly emerged on the blank silk cloth.

【You rest】

【I do not want it】

The sage in Tsing Yi was taken aback for a moment, his fingers caressed those distorted and ugly characters, but a smile filled the corners of his eyes.

"Girl, you have a heart..."

He sighed, not knowing whether it was sorrow or joy.