57.Chapter 57

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date="2020-11-26"

title="57.Chapter 57"

weight="106451"

series = ["Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms"]

mode = "manual"

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Asura Road, double iron wheel mountain.

The vulva of Yama Demon Palace was windy, and Chu He sat on the Mo Daohua watch carved out of the black huge stone, looking at the direction of the outside world on the distant mountain in a daze.

Others are dressed in black shirts and jeans, their cuffs are on their elbows, their hair has been completely cut short, and the wind shows a beautiful, quiet face.

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, but the short hair ends naturally curled up, and the hair was cut off. A lot easier.

Originally, the way of heaven cannot be changed arbitrarily, but now more than half of him has fallen into a demon, so it doesn't matter.

Not far away, the surface of the sea of ​​blood was surging with red smoke, and a few ghostly Asuras dragged their body bags and crawled out of the shallows wet.

The body bags they use can be large or small, and can hold up to tens of thousands of human bones. The time when Van Lo was almost sealed by Zhou Hui, Chu He took him to the Four Evil Daoes. At that time, he was to avoid Zhou Hui’s tracking, but he accidentally saw the opened body bag in Yan Mogong with tangled hands and feet. The hideous corpse made him walk away on the spot, and he was reluctant to set foot on Asura Road for half a step ever since.

The Demon Lord told him that different body bags have the effect of refining different corpses, and the fundamental purpose is to refine the collected human corpses into low-level hells for the asura tribe to drive. Whenever a war breaks out in the human world, Asura will collect tens of millions of corpses. If there is no constant flow of hells to drive, Asura will not be able to fight against the tribe of the heavens who are far more numerous than him.

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

Those ghostly asuras pulled their body bags and circled up through the beach and rugged mountain roads to the magnificent dark crystal avenue outside the hall of the magic palace. The smell of hundreds of corpses wrapped in a bag is indescribable. The ghostly Asura left wet and heavy footprints on the crystal ground, and finally dragged the body bag to the wide steps under the Hua table, then turned to the blood sea and dragged it down. A bag.

Chu He sat on the Hua watch, staring at the swollen cloth bag with black and red blood stains under his feet. After a while, he stretched out his hand 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 blazing fire broke out, instantly burning the whole 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 Demon Lord needs!" Ghost Qu Asura leaped forward to Huabiao, sternly: "Where did you come from, you ignorant human——"

Asura turned into a dark shadow in midair, like a ghost, and arrived in front of him in a flash. However, the next second Chu He turned his gaze to them, his expression was indifferent, and he kept his fist holding his chin in a posture without moving, and opened his mouth gently to spout a golden fire.

--boom!

The golden fire turned into a flying giant bird, with its wings blazing, and the electric light and stone fire engulfed several Asuras!

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

Behind him, there was a crackling of bone burning in the flames, and the screams disappeared almost immediately.

The architectural style of Yama Demon Palace is actually similar to that of Tiandao. It is a giant palace enclosing a city, but the building materials do not use masculine gems such as gold, jade and glass, but feminine crystals, egg blue, and moonstone. The palace wall is made of countless pieces of luminous gray gemstones with lengths and widths of ten feet each, and a thickness of about half a feet. They have been stacked so high that they need to look up to see the top. Every time they pass through a room, they have to walk half a cup of tea.

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

Of the four evil realms, the hungry ghosts and animal realms are barren and hard, and the hell realms are almost unexploited. Only the Asura realms are as rich as the 33rd Heaven. It is said that during the heyday of Asura, the whole land was full of gold, the trees were crystals, and the fruits were colorful gems; even the gloomy sky was made of a whole piece of moonstone that was out of sight.

However, the constant conquest of Heaven for thousands of years has sharply reduced the wealth of the Asura tribe, and now there is almost nothing left.

Chu He keeps walking through the rooms, some rooms are wine pond meat forests, some animals are huge hill-like hells, and there are joking sounds from the corners of the rooms. It is a group of Asura women who are confronting a few men captured from the human world Happily.

Chu He lowered his eyelashes, his face indifferent, pale and handsome in the interplay of light and shadow.

The Asura girl stretched out her white arms to pull him with a charming smile, but as soon as her nails touched the corners of her clothes, she was screamed and shrieked by the phoenix lingering around him in the void, and she retracted like lightning.

Chu He didn't look at it, and finally walked through the deep corridor to the terrace at the end. He pushed open the copper door, and the damp wind poured in, and the tips of his hair rose back instantly.

The Demon Lord turned his head, his black robe was alternated with red stripes, his gaze was as high as an emperor.

Chu He calmly walked forward, leaning on a railing and looking down at the vast and endless army of four evil ways under the palace.

This demon army is led by the Asura tribe, with hell demon, big demon and hundreds of billions of ghosts as the main force, almost concentrated the most powerful force of the four evil ways. Above this army, the dead air condensed into black smoke, spiraling upwards straight into the sky, like a giant dragon in the sky and the earth.

The Demon Venerable was facing his army underneath him, and he looked at Chu He beside him. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the scene at the moment, his eyes turned to the distance.

-Bu Zhou Mountain of Hell.

The six realms are the only straight path leading to the colorless sky.

"You killed someone outside?" Demon Lord suddenly asked.

"A few ghostly Asuras," Chu He said, "they moved their hands first."

Yan Mowang Palace itself is the eighth consciousness of Mozun, so he can perceive what happened outside just now, and he also knows that Chu He used real fire to save hundreds of corpses dragged out of the sea of ​​blood. But he didn't mean to blame, and even his expression was very calm-maybe the fact that he is standing side by side with Phoenix King at this moment overlooking his powerful army has strangely given him enough satisfaction and pleasure to make him feel good about it. I don't even bother to investigate such small things.

"You don't like refining corpses?" The Demon Lord only asked like a chat.

Chu He didn't answer.

"There is no way, the number of hell demons we need is far greater than the natural generation rate, and we can only plunder resources from the human world. The Buddha also incarnates as a monk to preach to various places in the human world, and develops believers through the power of various princes and warlords. Strengthen the power of Heaven..."

Chu He interrupted him: "Are those corpses killed now?"

Demon Venerable looked back at Chu He, only to see the latter tilted his head slightly, his face was handsome, and he had no expression at all.

"Yes," Mozun said.

Chu He turned his head and walked towards the corridor, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the devil.

"I want to destroy the heavens, destroy the body of the Buddha, and make Asura the new master of the six realms. I will plunder more resources from the human realm to expand the four evil realms, and let the endless death energy spread and turn human cities into ruins, billions of ghosts. Don’t be overborn, the earth collapsed and became Asura’s territory. Do you know why I told you all this?"

"Because I need my strength," Chu He said lightly.

The devil said: "No."

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

Chu He seemed to feel a little ridiculous, and tried to break away from his wrist and walk away, but he didn't succeed. After a while, he finally gave up the stalemate and asked: "Why?"

"Because your nature has the will to surrender to the firm-willed, you have lived for tens of thousands of years without giving up the chick instinct in your blood." The devil raised his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Just like Zhou Hui After cutting off eleven phoenix bones on the battlefield, and then asking you to marry him, you agreed; if you were found in the human world and locked in the barrier, sealed the nine orifices and locked your spine, you would naturally Obeyed..."

Chu He squinted his eyes and slammed his hand, but was forcibly pulled in front of him by the devil:

"I used to want to impress you, but it turns out that the weak set of the human world doesn't work. What you need is imprisonment, guard and conquer. When facing the weak, you won't even look at it..."

Chu He's tone was slightly stunned: "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

"I'm just explaining my attitude towards you in the future." Mozun said politely, but his finger strength did not relax at all: "One day we will level Xumi Mountain and stand side by side on the top of the six paths... If you let you now If you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry, but I am too impatient."

The Demon Venerable finally let go of his fingers a little bit, and Chu He suddenly pulled out his wrist, only to see that several obvious black threads had emerged on his skin, which was a manifestation of magic aura.

——Mozun Van Lo has finally recovered his strength as the Great Asura King. If Heavenly Dao did not choose Zhou Hui, only in terms of individual combat power, now no one in Heavenly Dao can face the Demon Venerable.

Chu He rubbed his wrist, and an unnoticeable shadow flashed in his heart. His expression or even the look in his eyes should not change, but the Demon Lord seemed to have insight into his thoughts in an instant, and asked with a smile: "Isn't this the purpose of your sacrifices to me? Now that the purpose is achieved, you should be happy. Yes indeed."

"I just hope you help me block the thunder tribulation," Chu He said flatly and frankly.

"Then my godhead is full now, any thunder tribulation can be automatically eliminated, at least your safety is guaranteed." The devil seemed to be dissatisfied with his confession, and said: "I can do something for you, in fact, I am too It's comforting."

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

Just like a person who appreciates a flower, he only needs to take possession of the scenery at the moment when the flower blooms. The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the plant itself are almost nothing.

——This seems a bit similar to Zhou Hui, but Chu He 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 to get steadily and voluntarily falls into his palm.

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

"Phoenix," Demon Lord said suddenly.

Chu He paused for a while, only to hear the voice of Demon Lord from behind: "In seven days, I will go to the place where the human world and hell meet to release my lifelessness, so that the Asura tribe will harvest a large number of ghosts and ghosts-I hope you Come with me."

Chu He didn't look back, and stood there for a while. From the perspective of the devil, you can see his straight back. Although the shoulders are not wide, there is a kind of solitary air that is difficult to break. The black shirt wraps the lower line and tightens all the way until the thin waist and the lower back are further down. The part is deeply hidden in the trousers.

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

At the same time, a sea of ​​blood.

The sea is turbulent, smoke bursts, and countless monsters eat and bite rotten flesh, roaring and crashing.

Suddenly a huge mountain-like waves hit the sky and the earth, countless monsters startled and fleeing all around. Countless skeletons were caught in the blood-red waves and shattered. With the rumbling of the mountain peaks, they reshot on the shaking sea!

The figure of Maha appeared in the bloody flower, with long silver hair flailing in the wind, and the beautiful woman-like face against the background of the sea of ​​blood, but there is a cold and gloomy evil nature. A trace of his body|without hanging, he dived into the deep sea like a fish at the moment when the wave hits, and a few seconds later suddenly emerged from the shallows. The sea spiders who had torn the carrion nearby immediately fled in panic and crawled into the sea in a blink Gone.

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

Garuda Roto sat on a cliff protruding like the tip of a knife with his chin in a short suit, expressionless, absent-mindedly looking at the black shadows floating like icebergs in the depths of the blood sea-that should be chaos. Because they were too large, they were basically extinct in Liudao, and the only ones left were raised in the deep sea by Maha.

"Hey," Maha walked up to him and kicked Garuda into a crooked body: "Let let!"

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

Garuda's serious injury had not healed completely, his muscular thighs were bandaged, and the scars on six packs of abdominal muscles ooze blood. Probably because of the fact that he is really not used to hell, he has not been sleeping well these days, and there is a thick gray under his eyes, and he looks as haggard as a seriously injured patient.

Looking at this face that looked like Zhou Hui so embarrassed, Maha's mood was actually a bit nasty and happy: "Can't you be used to the bloody sea? Or go back to the Yan Demon Palace? Didn't there be a few Asura girls who specially launched the Heavenly Demon that day? The dance line seduce you, you should play with them, you should be able to fall asleep when you are tired, hahaha—"

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

"Don’t be so stupid brother, the boss, they eat your type very much. It is said that Zhou Hui’s personal image was also very popular with Asura girls, but your innocent and abstinence type should be more able to provoke their conquest Desire." Maha raised a corner of his lips and looked up and down Garuda with a good intention: "It's rare to come to the Four Evil Ways once, and you will broaden your horizons-you should have nothing in a ghost place like Snow Mountain. Have you seen Huanxi Zen?"

Garuda didn't even want to say anything.

Maha tied up his bloody silver hair with thin white fingers. He shook his head and said, "You are so pitiful, you are stupid to recite the Buddha. But since you have studied the scriptures carefully, you know that Shi Tian asked to marry countless Asura women. Is the concubine's allusion? So if you are determined to become a Buddha, you have to marry an Asura woman, otherwise it won't work if you recite the scriptures for 20,000 years-go, brother supports you spiritually, and even the bride price is ready for you here ..."

Maha grabbed it into the air, and a colorful giant large sea snake appeared wet in his hand, hissing and struggling in panic, his tail "pop!" He patted Garuda's face again.

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

He stretched out his hand and took out the wrinkled white robe from under his ass, and handed it to Maha’s nose: "Will you talk before you put on your clothes?"

Maha had almost no consciousness of wearing clothes in the blood sea, and he was too comfortable in a vacuum. However, Garuda's expression was extremely unbearable. After a long while, Maha finally snorted lazily, and hung the sea snake around his brother's neck, took the robe and wrapped his naked body, and then kicked Garuda again. Open, sitting arrogantly on the cliff.