: Chapter 55

The phoenix is ​​non-stop, not practising, not eating, and not drinking from Liquan.
Zhou Hui didn't know it until after Liulitian. The above are the habits that only exist when the Phoenix is ​​real. If it is turned into a physical form, it only needs to be clean and avoid the scumming.
However, it is impossible to cleanse and avoid fishy filth, so Phoenix does not drip when it is not in the mountains. Fortunately, his dietary requirements can be reduced to almost nothing, so no problems have occurred.
Outside the Liuli Tiangong is the vast land of nothingness. The wind rushed across the plain and ran towards the sky with a barren atmosphere. Standing on the earth slope, you can see the horizon at a glance, and the endless blue light glows at the junction of heaven and earth. The aurora lingers when the moon rises at sunset, which is extremely magnificent and magnificent.
There are many magnificent landscapes in the thirty-three heavens, but they are hidden in desolate places outside the heavenly palaces on all levels. Zhou Hui also saw the scene of Mount Xumi through a water mirror. The deepest impression was the rolling hill-like giant buildings, golden jade carvings, ivory decoration, and even the fountains all sprinkled with broken jade, which is extremely solemn and majestic.
He had wondered if Phoenix would be more suitable for the luxurious environment of the temple, but Phoenix seemed to be very safe in the cabin he built in the wilderness.
Zhou Hui built a house similar to the small wooden yard on Mount Zhou, surrounded by stone walls. Under the stone walls, Phoenix planted a ring of fiery asura flowers, which were the seeds he brought from hell.
On Huizhou Mountain, Zhou Hui didn't think he liked the flowers at all. It was only after the cottage was built that he watched Phoenix pull out a seed from his pocket, only to realize that he didn't feel completely indifferent to the surrounding environment.
Liulitian is at the bottom of the 33rd Heaven, and it borders on hell. Zhou Hui goes hunting in every day, while Phoenix stays at home. At first, Zhou Hui was afraid that he would have problems leaving his line of sight, but after so long, Lei Xun didn't hack it down, plus the hundreds of miles above it was deserted, let alone beasts, there were no bugs, it was really a land of nothingness and silence , And therefore let go of my heart.
However, it turns out that Zhou Hui was too relieved.
One day later, when Feng Zhou wakes up, Phoenix wakes up. The closed six consciousnesses are not fully connected. Only the seventh consciousness is still there, sitting in the solitary yard under the hazy sky. Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti peeped into the scene through the cloud mirror, and thought about it, she secretly got rid of Xumi Mountain and came to this remote courtyard.
Her original intention was not necessarily to assassinate the Phoenix, but to mock him maliciously-even if the king was proved by the merits of war, it is not as respectable as the status of the five major Ming Kings of the Tantra, but the Phoenix is ​​also an ancient bird. Mishan, the death of Phoenix must be condemned.
But she found that when the six phoenixes were sealed, it was really like a puppet, what to do and what to do, without even a little sense of resistance, and suddenly a bad thought sprang up in her heart.
It is said that Phoenix will not die, what if he is really just Nirvana?
In case of Nirvana, have you really forgotten everything?
If that's the case, Zhou Hui's ruthless face must be interesting, right?
Shakti thought of it, and took out the poisoned dagger, which was sent to the Phoenix like a ghost.
Phoenix's only seventh sense could not distinguish good from evil at all, and it really took it obediently, looking at Shakti quietly.
At that moment Shakti flinched, but soon overwhelmed his fear with jealousy and malicious intent, and leaned against Phoenix's ear and gently said: "Go, pierce your own heart with a knife in your hand... let me see, Will you be nirvana, or will you really die?"
Fenghuang lowered his eyes and looked at the blade. His expression was blank, and he slowly turned the tip of the blade to himself.
Shaq stepped back half a step, with a trace of appreciation and expectation in his eyes. At the next moment, the tip of the knife pierced the skin of the chest, and the golden red blood instantly blew through the shirt.
The most fortunate thing for Zhou Hui later was that day he was horrified in the heart of hell. He immediately returned home and rushed into the door to seize the knife in Phoenix's hand.
Shakti flickered away, but Zhou Hui was irrationally irritated and stabted her back with a knife.
At that moment, the sky was spinning, the earth collapsed, Shakti screamed and flew back, and countless giant thunders leaped from the sky above them!
In fact, Lei condemned two people-Shakti, who intended to murder the ancient bird, and Zhou Hui, who hurt the goddess of the snow mountain, but the Phoenix's six-sense ban exploded in the lightning waterfall, and Zhou Hui was thrown down by the lightning stone. The moment the land mine touched his back suddenly stopped, disappearing invisible.
Shakti no longer had this luck, and Lei Xun destroyed her divine personality, and directly drove the Snow Mountain goddess into six reincarnations.
Although Zhou Hui is a demon who is a cultivator, he is also the first to see Thunder Tribulation. Despite the fact that King Peacock Ming was condemned in the future, the Wancheng glacier turned into powder, and the vast plains collapsed. The situation is not the same. At that time, it was shocking enough.
In the Thousands of Thunders, Phoenix was pressed against him, and the golden-red Phoenix blood on his chest stained him, and then the blood sank into Zhou Hui's body, as if it was absorbed by the sponge.
Immediately after that, Zhou Hui felt that an extremely hot energy swept through the limbs, causing him to burst into a painful roar in the lightning that was so bright that the world could not open his eyes.
Lei Jie finally lost consciousness. When he woke up, he was lying on the cracked ground. The Phoenix was sitting in the burnt wood ruins not far away. He was extending his hand, trying to stroke the red flower that protruded in the gap.
Probably Yu Guang glanced at Zhou Hui's movement, he withdrew his hand and asked, "Are you awake?"
Zhou Hui sat up and found that he didn't have any scars on his body. The sea of ​​air seemed to contain an unprecedented power, lurking and majestic.
"I am..."
"Shakti went to reincarnation." Phoenix did not answer his question, don't open his eyes.
Zhou Hui got up and staggered because of dizziness, and walked to the Phoenix before shaking, half-kneeling on the smoky land in front of him, watching him have a dodge look: "What are you thinking?"
"……nothing much."
Zhou Hui took his hand and saw that his heart and mouth wounds had healed, but there were still blood stains on his chest.
"What the are you thinking about?" Zhou Hui repeated, his voice filled with gentleness and sincerity.
Fenghuang lowered his eyes, and from Zhou Hui's perspective, he could see his long, thick eyelashes, as well as the clear eyes that could not see any emotion at all.
"...The yard is gone..." It was a long time before he heard him gently.
The voice was not simply sad, but it seemed a little confused, but like an invisible hand suddenly grabbed the heart, Zhou Hui's breath suddenly stopped Doom soldiers.
"Let's leave Liulitian," Phoenix said, "I want to go to the chaotic world and go to no one..."
Chaos Realm is an area of ​​nothingness other than the Six Dao, with no creatures and no human beings. If you want to describe it, it is actually similar to the colorless sky where Buddha exists, but the void is filled with the tides formed by the collapse of time and space and the countless spaces wrapped in it. Debris.
Zhou Hui took the phoenix and lived in the chaotic world for hundreds of years.
It was actually the most peaceful and pleasant time in Phoenix’s life. Only he and Zhou Hui repeated his work day and day to make him almost forget the fear of loss, even the threats and shadows represented by the name Sakyamuni. , As if gradually dissipating as the years passed, leaving only unobtrusive black dust in the corner.
Sometimes they go to the blood sea together, and sometimes they go to the human world. They have walked through the world's wind and sand and smoke, and have seen all the blur and happiness in the red dust. No matter where they are, they are close together, and there is an illusion of eternity in the trance.
No more news came from Mount Xumi, and Zhou Hui did not provoke Tiandao. It seemed to be a bit of a well-watered river.
In his view, Heavenly Dao should be the thing to place the Phoenix Ming King. When he reaches the end of his life as a demon, Phoenix will naturally return to Xumi Mountain. Then these thousands of years of time will become a slightly unexpected episode in the long life of Heaven and Man. As time goes by, they will gradually become far away, and eventually one day will become a trivial anecdote in the history of Heaven.
For Zhou Hui, although a little sad, it seems to be true.
Until one day finally, Phoenix became pregnant and gave birth to the Peacock Maha, who was the King of Ming.
The birth of Maha was the first time Zhou Hui entered the Buddhist hall from the main entrance. It was also the first time that this unruly demon kneeled in front of the Buddha, kneeling for seven days and seven nights.
However, it was of no use. As soon as the peacock was born, his eyes reflected the death of the Phoenix.
Zhou Hui did not tell Phoenix about this matter-because Phoenix showed unprecedented great joy in the birth of his eldest son. He had never seen Phoenix's reaction to anything so strong, that emotion was so heartfelt and so surging that Zhou Hui could not utter a word of truth in front of Phoenix's weak and happy face.
Maybe the things predicted by Buddha would not happen, he comforted himself in vain.
Maybe this child can grow up smoothly, rejoice in peace, don't let down Phoenix is ​​full of happy expectations for him today.
However, the cruel reality soon gave Zhou Hui a blow.
Maha's natural evil is so jealous, because he was jealous of the Buddha's bones, and swallowed the Buddha's body in the thirty-three days, so that the most serious condemnation in the nine days and ten places was caused by the golden dome of the snow mountain.
Phoenix's spirit has collapsed, desperate to go up to rescue the child from the thunder and lightning asura field, but Zhou Hui knows that it is almost impossible. He used eighty-one magic bans to imprison Phoenix, but at the last stage of Thousands of Thunder Tribulation, Phoenix still broke free, and at the cost of burning himself up, he saved Mohe's last breath.
The Phoenix was seriously injured and dying. Zhou Hui took him to the Hezhou Mountain, and built a log cabin in front of the cliff where they originally lived. It was exactly the same as thousands of years ago. The yard was filled with fiery asura flowers, and the Phoenix was placed in it. Injury inside.
What is different from that time is that this time, he took the small courtyard as the center, cast countless bans within a thousand miles, and killed the unconscious phoenix, leaving no room for it, and was imprisoned inside.
Phoenix hates him now, he knows.
He has seen how much Phoenix has loved his two children-when Maha and Gauluo were little bird cubs, Phoenix often turned into a real body and rolled two little birds in it with long tail feathers. Grooming feathers for them gently, playing with them, and sometimes even this can last for several days [Comprehensive] Librarian's anger.
When the little cubs fell asleep, he maintained that posture, looking at them warmly and lovingly, not even looking away half a minute.
If Phoenix has a little cautious temptation and careful reservation for Zhou Hui’s companionship and loyalty, then when facing two young cubs who are still young and do not know whether they can be raised smoothly, It looks like all the emotions can't be rushed out, as if the entire life rests on them.
The posture of offering sacrifices, sometimes Zhou Hui looked at it, and all felt secretly startled.
He had secretly worried about what would happen if the child disappeared one day, would the Phoenix collapse and fail to survive? However, this conjecture did not go deeper because it was too horrible.
Until now, the eldest son was almost killed, and the second son was exiled to the snowy mountains in Tibet. He didn't realize the news, he realized that this terrible thing will come.
Phoenix hates him to stand by and watch the child. Even if the surface calms down in the future, the hatred will leave a shadow in the deepest place in his heart and will never disappear.
Sometimes Zhou Hui watched Phoenix sitting there alone, not moving all day without speaking, stimulating smoothly and indifferently to the outside world, and an unspeakable sorrow rose from the bottom of my heart.
Has Phoenix been happy?
Have you been truly carefree, contented, feeling safe and happy?
Phoenix had been wounded for several years before he could barely go to the ground. Zhou Hui took him to a secluded place in a scenic spot in the human world, and also removed the thousands of banned curses. Just like the two children before they were born, they faced him day and night. .
However, this can only temporarily ease the situation and cannot really solve the problem.
When Phoenix is ​​seriously injured, he seems to be more and more disgusted with "alone", even to a degree of fear. So Zhou Hui tried not to leave him as much as possible, to ensure that each other can appear in the other's line of sight at any time. On several occasions when he turned around in the crowd, he could see Phoenix's eyes following him, watching him turn around, and then he could not easily notice the light breath.
Sometimes Zhou Hui would walk through the crowd to take his hand and ask with a smile: "Miss me?"
Phoenix always does not answer.
Only once did they return to the Hell Mountain from the human world. Phoenix stood on the cliff, looked at the sea of ​​blood that was rolling endlessly under his feet, and suddenly turned back and seriously asked: "Zhou Hui."
"Ok?"
"Will you leave here one day?"
Zhou Hui froze, wondering why he asked so suddenly, and when the reaction came, he immediately answered: "No, I will never leave you - what's wrong?"
Phoenix shook his head, not looking away.
However, Zhou Hui quickly knew why he suddenly had this problem.
Because one night late, the phoenix suddenly disappeared.
Zhou Hui still doesn't know how the phoenix, who has not recovered from his wounds, has avoided his perception, and struggled to leave and go back to heaven, through the snowstorm across the plains, stepped up to Mount Xumi, and walked again. Into the highest Buddhist hall that he had not set foot on for thousands of years.
Phoenix stood in the middle of the huge empty hall, took off the bones of the Buddha wearing red thread around his neck, and lifted forward with one hand, his eyes full of despair and desperation:
"I'll give you back the bones of Buddha, can you give me the life of Maha, can you?"
The moment in the colorless sky is silent, and Wan Lai is silent.
The Phoenix Ming King did not return for a thousand years, and no one expected that the return would be a cut from the Buddha.