Chapter 78 Antecedents...

Kunlun Jun asked: "Little Ghost King, why don't you stay with your ghost clan?"

The teenager lowered his head, was silent for a while, and said softly, "It's dirty."

Kunlun Jun was stunned for a moment, and asked with great interest, "What kind of dirty method?"

The young man did not dare to look at him, but stared at the reflection of Lord Kunlun floating on the water, and said seriously: "Besides knowing how to kill, that is, knowing how to eat, what else do you know? I don't want to be with them."

Kunlun Jun pointed out seriously: "Ghost clan is like this."

The young ghost king's eyes were gloomy for a while, but when he raised his head to face Kunlun-Jun, he successfully restrained the bàonüè. It seemed that he was used to doing this. After a pause, he lowered his voice and asked softly. : "Do I have to be like them because I was born as a ghost?"

Kunlun-kun didn't answer. The young man stood up from the pool himself, probably because he lost his appetite, he dragged the corpse of Youzhu and threw it aside, then washed his face with clean water, and bent down silently. , twisted the coarse cloth on his body, rolled up his trouser legs, and climbed up from the water. He glanced at Zhao Yunlan, his eyes were like crow feathers falling on the plain white snow, and then said in a very indifferent tone: "I don't like it, it's better not to give birth."

After he finished speaking, he didn't get close to the big rock he was sitting just now, but now it has been occupied by Kunlun Jun. He just sat casually by the water, his feet were wet on the ground, and he looked at Deng Lin's body from a distance. The direction, the mountains behind Deng Lin, the fog and snow on the tops of the mountains, and the sky with thunder and lightning rolling in the pouring rain.

Kunlun Jun couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

The teenager stretched out his hand and pointed along his line of sight: "It's beautiful."

"What's so beautiful in rainy days?" Kunlun Jun said, leaning on the boulder and sitting next to the boy, "On sunny days, the top of Mount Kunlun is beautiful, the golden sunlight falls and floats on the snow, just like white snow. Flowers blooming. Below the ice layer is a rough patch. In summer, a small layer of fine grass will grow, green, and various unknown flowers - all such flowers are called Gesang flowers. ."

The young man was stunned, and turned his head to look at Kunlun Jun in a daze.

Kunlun Jun's voice suddenly stopped: "Well, I can't see it now."

"why?"

"In order to let you out, I stabbed a hole in the sky." Kunlun Jun couldn't help but reached out and touched his head. The young ghost king's hair was as soft as it looked, his neck was stiff, but he was motionless and docile. Letting him touch the ground is simply unimaginable, just now he gnawed the neck of a secluded animal, if you look closely, your mouth may not have been wiped clean.

This reminded Kunlun Jun of the kitten he raised.

"Why leak the sky?" the young ghost king asked again.

"I promised." Kunlun-jun pressed on top of his head, "You don't understand, child."

The young man raised his head very seriously: "I understand, I don't know what's outside. If I knew that Dafeng was so beautiful, I would have made a hole in Dafeng."

Jun Kunlun shook his head and laughed lowly. The young man stared at him intently. After an unknown amount of time, Jun Kunlun said softly, "It's better not to be born, but you are a confidant."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and turned to leave. Nuwa's figure flashed in the air, busy running around, as if he was still futilely looking for the colorful stone that fills the sky. Kunlun gave a short low laugh. kind of strange pleasure.

After hesitating for a while, the young ghost king also stood up and followed him step by step.

Kunlun Jun didn't care about him, he let him follow, suddenly raised his hand, and a rumbling mountain rose from the ground, standing in the southeast of Penglai, so that the lich crowd entered Penglai to avoid the disaster, and the heavy rain finally caused a monstrous flood. , from the northwest highlands to the east with a bang, incessantly rushing forward.

Rolling over a thousand miles of red earth, the living people wailed, and Zhuanxu knelt down three times and prayed to the sky.

But heaven is ruthless.

The young ghost king followed Kunlun to the top of Penglai Mountain. The Hundred Thousand Mountains finally began to restless. When it reached Penglai, the group of demons panicked. The Wu clan brought the former Chiyou tribe. On the way to Penglai, there are children who are ignorant and crying in the crowd. The anxious adults are afraid of disturbing the gods and bringing disaster to the tribe.

Halfway down the road, the flood washed up halfway up the mountainside, and swept away half of the people in the east. The god Lengmo, who was on the top of Jiutian Mountain, closed his eyes and, like Nuwa, made a silent statue.

Then another group of people in ragged clothes came to the west, led by an elderly man with a medicine basket on his back, towards Penglai, the Northern Emperor Zhuanxu followed behind the old man with a respectful expression. Kunlun Jun finally opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Shen Nong."

Shen Nong seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head in the crowd, and there seemed to be lightning flashes from the sky in his turbid eyes.

He kept saying that he wanted to destroy the people of Zhuanxu, but Kunlun, who had slaughtered the human race, did not stop him. He was just unwilling to be content with the sky, unwilling and disdain to kill these creatures himself. With his own people, he bowed three times and nine times to the Kunlun King, thanking him for the protection of the mountain, and Shennong did not say a word.

It was not until the human race retreated that Kunlun stood up, and before Shen Nong had time to exit, he received a loud slap in the face of the trembling old man with white hair and beard.

The young ghost king suddenly showed his ferocious fingernails, roared lowly, and was about to pounce on Shennong, but was stopped by Kunlun Jun's hand.

Kunlun Jun looked at the old and ugly old god and said softly, "You are no longer a god, you are about to die."

Shennong looked at him with dazed eyes: "I died in the right place, and I seek benevolence. You were born in the mountains and the land, you were born with the ferocity of chaos, and you integrated into the three souls of Kaitian Axe. I said that you were born with red. , there must be such a day when a catastrophe will make the top of the Kunlun Mountains snow all year round, but you have come this far."

Kunlun was silent.

"You can't stand it for a long time, you can't see right from wrong, you can't tell the difference between good and evil, you can't tell life and death, how dare you defy the way of heaven?" Shennong said word by word, "If you are daring, you will definitely be doomed, you... alas!"

Shennong's words became a stanza.

On the third day, the stars collapsed and ghosts ran rampant.

On the fourth day, the flood rose and the tribes continued to migrate to the top of the mountain. The long-standing conflict between the two lich tribes finally broke out.

On the seventh day, the two Lich clans continued to fight, and half of them were killed or injured. The descendants of Yan Huáng and the descendants of Chi You finally joined forces again, struggling to survive.

On the tenth day, Shennong's preaching was enlightened, and in the midst of disasters and funeral songs, he began to talk about the heaven and earth, and the prehistoric universe.

On the twelfth day, Nu Wa finally made up for the rainy sky, and took the big turtle's four legs to form a new pillar of the sky. She was almost exhausted.

On the thirteenth day, the way of heaven collapsed, the ghosts swept across the continent, the four pillars shook, the northwest sky tilted, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the sky shook and collapsed.

The gods who did not know the heights of the sky and the earth finally suffered the backlash of the heaven after they went against the will of heaven again and again.

Heaven and earth will be united, and we must use the mouth of the ghost clan to devour everything and return to chaos.

Lord Kunlun seems to have turned into a statue on the top of Penglai Mountain, motionless and silent.

"Nuwa sent a letter saying that she has been sealed on the four pillars, and she wants to use her body as a back soil to block Fuxi's great seal." Shennong said, "You are right, Kunlun, Pangu is right, neither of us is right, but the world is right. Thousands of calamities and calamities are all destined to fight. If you are silent like Fuxi, you will die in silence. If you do not obey you, you will not die. I will die like a mortal. It is all doomed and no one can resist. , blame you for knowing too much."

Kunlun calmly opened his eyes and asked indifferently, "At that time, Chiyou entrusted the two lich clan to me. If I were to choose today, either go and keep the other, or burn all the jade and stone, right?"

Shennong looked at him silently.

"Leave the demon clan behind." Kunlun finally said in a low voice.

Shennong sighed, knowing that he had compromised.

The flood finally subsided, and Nuwa severely injured the ghost king who imitated Pangu with a giant axe. She turned into the back earth, blocked the gap in the seal, and pushed the chaotic ghosts back under the four pillars. However, the repairing of the sky has already consumed too much of Nuwa's primordial spirit. His chest was seriously injured by a ghost axe, and Fuxi Dafeng was blocked by Mianqiang, and he was still ready to move.

Shennong sat in the Kunlun Temple without saying a word.

"I thought I would die with five thunders." Kunlun Jun suddenly said, "I didn't expect that my grave would be ready when I blinded Shenlong and knocked down Buzhou Mountain."

Shen Nong raised his old eyes and looked at the only remaining fruit among the Four Great Sages of the Great Wilderness. Chaos, no one can do anything to him.

However, Kunlun gave birth to three souls from the opening axe, and he was the only one who would never go against Pangu's will.

Lord Kunlun is the legacy of Pangu.

"I want to...take another look at my cat."

Shennong slowly walked into the deep mountain with the herb basket on his back, but Nuwa's figure was almost invisible.

Everything seemed to have come to a dead end, and Kunlun Jun, who had returned to his desolate temple, suddenly turned around and found that there was still only a black-haired, dark-eyed boy who looked slender and weak.

The young ghost king asked gently, "Are you going to seal me back to Dafeng?"

"No, I can't do anything about everything, at least... at least I can protect you." Kunlun-jun smiled lowly, his body twitched fiercely, and his voice trembled imperceptibly, "You don't want to be a ghost. Clan, I will fulfill you."

The young ghost king was startled, he raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder, turning Kunlun-Jun around, only to see that his body was almost transparent and his face was as pale as snow. Kunlun-Jun suddenly raised his hand, and the wide sleeves of his robe rolled up in the breeze. , a fireball that was as bright as a star was put into his palm: "...take it."

The young man held up his hands.

"This is the soul fire of my left shoulder," Kunlun Jun was full of cold sweat, but still smiled, "I...I will give you one more thing."

His body trembled violently, and he pulled out a long silver tendon from his body—there is nothing in the world that is more painful than peeling the skin and cramping. Holding the Kunlun Divine Tendon, from now on you can emerge from the great... disrespectful place and be listed as a god..."

"You...you hold down the four pillars for me." Kunlun smiled lowly, "There are Nuwa's reincarnation sundial, Fuxi mountain river cone, and...the merit pen of the ancient tree of merit, I will give you one last..."

"Kunlun!"

Kunlun Jun stretched out his thumb to hold his face, and said softly: "A stone that is not old and degenerate, water that is not cold but frozen, a body that is not born or dead... Since the Shennong clan is willing to be a mortal and give up his divine status, I'll add another one for him, and let him be merciful to the end..."

After he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into his hands, turning into a bright red wick. The Great Wilderness Mountain Saint in front of the ghost king became more and more transparent and weakened, and finally disappeared, leaving a whole body of snow white. The kerosene lamp, with two words inscribed on the corner - Soul Requiem.

The soul that has not been burned has been transformed, the soul lamp.

At this point, the Tianzhu re-emerged, the four saints gathered, the mountain saints dissipated, and the three emperors disappeared. Live - as Kunlun Jun's last mockery of the way of heaven.

This burden is a full five thousand years.

Zhao Yunlan only felt that something in his mind suddenly exploded. He seemed to have experienced the pain of peeling and cramping again, the pain of adding a hundred thousand mountains to his body, and the pain of being restrained by Heaven's Dao to the extreme.

In front of the vicissitudes of life, Da Shenmu stretched out a sigh of unknown origin, and a person said in a low voice, "Why do you do this..."

"Pan... Gu..."

Zhao Yunlan's eyes were full of white light. He suddenly became top-heavy, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to Longcheng, which was full of the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. The lights were turned off at No. 4 Guangming Road, and the pine trees in the yard were not withering.

The man felt cold on his face and reached out his hand to wipe it. It turned out that he had already burst into tears.

[Volume 5: Soul Lighting Lamp]