After being abandoned by the gods

The heavens have remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years, and the 33 days that Hua Gurong was trapped in the past are just his own courtyard where he can come and go freely in front of him now.

Hua Gu Rong found after 33 days that the small world of Yixietian was still there, as was the small house inside, all the flowers and trees were sleeping, and there were tables and chairs under the wisteria tree, which was the same set he used before.

Wipe it with your fingertips, and you can't touch even a speck of dust.

"It seems that someone cleans it every day."

After he finished speaking on his own, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, so he turned his head and bumped into a pair of beautiful eyes.

It was a face three points similar to his real body. At this moment, it was full of shock, and the man was in a daze, and he didn't even know that he had dropped the thing in his hand.

Hua Gurong was using a white face at this time, so she was not surprised by his reaction, she sat down and asked him with a smile: "Lou Guanxue is very good at making the best use of everything, after shutting me down, use it to shut me down again." you?"

Gu Rong had recovered from the shock, looked warily at the person who looked nothing like before except for one face, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

Hua Gurong: "I haven't seen you for more than 300 years, you don't know me anymore, Gu Rong? Use my face and my name, you can't say you don't know me, can you?"

Gu Rong's face turned pale instantly: "You are the young master of the Demon Race, Hua Gu Rong?"

He quickly asked again: "What is your relationship with Bai Fu?"

Hua Gurong looked at him, as if she thought this question was ridiculous: "He is me, don't you know it all the time?"

It seemed that he really didn't know, his face was even whiter than before, and he even took half a step back, stepping on the tray that just fell on the ground, but he didn't know it at all, and was still immersed in the huge blow.

Seeing his unpretentious reaction, Hua Gurong suddenly found it interesting, and asked him with her chin in her hand: "You pretended to be me and approached Lou Guanxue while I was unconscious, why didn't you think that I would wake up one day? ? You are really unlucky, using my identity to seduce someone but it just fell into my hands..."

Gu Rong interrupted him: "You can't be Bai Fu! He is different from you! You are completely different!"

Hua Gurong raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

Gu Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Lou Guanxue? Where is he? Where did he go?"

Hua Gurong was a little surprised: "He didn't tell you, did he go down to earth?"

Gu Rong froze in place for an instant.

Hua Gurong lazily picked up the drooping wisteria flower spikes, and said in a cold tone, "I don't know who you are, and I don't care, but I've been spoiled since I was a child, and anyone who offends me will basically not care about you." It's going to end well."

"So? You're going to kill me?"

"No, that's boring, let's play something more interesting."

Thunder roared in the sky above Huangquan, the clouds were dense, and there was no light from the sky.

Hua Gurong dragged the struggling man, grabbed his hair and pulled him back, forcing him to look at her, smiling sweetly and saying: "300 years ago, you tricked me into coming here, saying that I was Lou Guanxue’s master Hua Zunlie, to be honest, I really believed it. Now that I think about it, it’s actually ridiculous. Is it important? To you, it’s just an extra seal barrier The world regards you as gods and thinks you are noble and great, but they don’t know that even their gods are so dignified. Gods are just a group of young people with magic power.”

"Hua Zanglie's life was used to seal Huangquan for the first time, and Baifu's life was used to seal Huangquan for the second time. Giving up one person to save thousands of people, is this what you gods call salvation? Is this what you say is universal? To cross sentient beings?"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you enjoy the incense offerings from the world in high places, but use us demons and goblins to save the world when disaster strikes?" The ghostly wind of the ghost domain almost threw their thin figures into the air. 300 years ago, Bai Fu clung to him to stabilize his figure, and even cried out of fear, but now, the person holding him tightly is replaced by him. Bai Fu is no longer the former Bai Fu. The hand holding his wrist was as hard and firm as iron tongs, without any softness.

In his eyes, the wind in Huangquan was like a child's play.

He stood at the place where his life was once killed, looking down at the ants in the world like a returning king, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to know what's in the ghost domain?"

"Baifu..."

"Go down and have a look."

As he spoke, he let go, and the gorgeous red robe was instantly dragged down by a strong force. Gu Rong opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull it, but saw him lower his eyes indifferently, and naturally put his hand behind his back.

He froze, like a red plum fluttering down from a branch.

He fell into the swamp.

In the gloomy ghost domain, one white and one red, one up and one down.

A moment later, heart-piercing cries came from below, Hua Gurong seemed not to hear, turned and left with a cold expression.

He didn't care about the reason why this person pretended to be him, let alone his difficulties.

He just wants him to die.

It's that simple.

Mu Yixietian was burned by Honglian Ye.

The fire spread for the entire 33 days, and it took several days for the water god and the dragon king of the four seas to extinguish it. At the court meeting, the immortals saw the appearance of the arsonist from the mysterious mirror.

The man was walking in a fluttering white robe, when he suddenly felt something, he turned around, revealing a begonia-colored face with curved eyes: "Masters, don't you come here all right?"

"Ah! He! It's him, he's still alive, and he's back!" The owner of Xuanjing stepped back suddenly, and fell to the ground in fright.

The rest of the gods were also terrified, and they retreated one after another, calling for someone to come.

Hua Gurong smiled in the mirror and trembled: "Oh, I scared everyone, I'm really sorry, what should I do, let me apologize to you all?"

A group of gods stared at him like ghosts.

Even the Emperor of Heaven was frightened and froze on his seat.

I really don't blame them for being so cowardly. You can say that it's okay for him to burn a peach orchard fairy pond, but what he burned was a pavilion. A few gods.He could be burned without any effort, which is enough to show that his cultivation is not below that of a god.

Now that the gods have not come back from the mortal world, how could they not be afraid?

Especially this person was personally sent to Huangquan as a sacrifice by them at the beginning, he sacrificed alive, he already had a grudge, so he can't strangle them to death when he comes back this time?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. In the end, an older immortal stood up and beat him up: "Back then you colluded with the demons to harm the immortals, and sending you to the ghost domain was a redemption. How could you be so ignorant that you dared to run away?" If you come out, you dare to set fire to the sky! What should you do?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Hua Gurong suddenly burst into laughter, and after laughing, her face was full of frost: "You are right, I just colluded with the demons, what can you do to me?"

As he spoke, there was a click.

The Xuan Mirror cracked a crack, and before everyone could exclaim, the ice shattered into thousands of pieces and fell to the ground one after another.

Hua Gurong's unfinished words came from the fragments: "Ten days later, I will come again."

All faces turned pale.

After standing still for a long time, someone suddenly shouted: "Where is the god! Where is the god? He won't dare to do anything wrong when the god comes back!"

The rest of the people also came back to their senses: "Yes! Deal with it! As long as there is a god, you will not be afraid of him. Where is the god now?"

At this time, a cold voice came from the corner: "The god is still going through calamities and can't come back."

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him, and said with reproach: "Si Ming, you have always been fully responsible for the calamity of the gods. Others have done it for decades, but why haven't you returned after hundreds of years here?"

After hearing this, the other gods also blamed one after another: "That's right, the god has been down to earth for hundreds of years, why hasn't he come back yet? Si Ming, how did you manage your fate?"

Si Ming cupped his hands at the Emperor of Heaven, and said expressionlessly: "Returning to Emperor Tian, ​​the fate of the god is not determined by me, but by him himself. As for when to return, it is not up to Xiaoxian to decide."

Everyone was stunned, and the Emperor of Heaven asked: "What do you mean it wasn't made by you? You are the Star Lord Si Ming. If you don't make the money for the calamity, who else can make it?"

"It's the god." Si Ming looked down at the ground, and said calmly: "The god said that the gods have always been a joke, and it's just a formality. You have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships before you can return to the position of the soul. Now, there is still the last difficulty."

The other gods who were named showed embarrassing expressions.

Si Ming didn't seem to notice, and continued: "Besides, even if the god comes back, it won't help."

The Emperor of Heaven was puzzled: "How to say?"

Si Ming raised his head, and said word by word: "Because Bai Fu wants to kill the most when he comes back this time, it must be the god, and he himself is hard to protect himself."

Heavenly Emperor: "..."

Immortals: "..."

All realms, within the city of Bianjing.

To say that the dynasty changes the fastest, among the six realms, it belongs to the mortal realm, Hua Gurong just fell asleep and had a dream with Bai Fu's identity, so many dynasties and emperors have been changed here, and he When he woke up, he was still his young master of the demon clan.

After leaving a few months ago, this place was still called Daliang, but now, the name of the country has been changed to Chu.

Ordinary people keep going in and out of reincarnation, repeating the process of birth, old age, sickness and death, and constantly experiencing the pain of love, hate and parting. It is no wonder that their gods make mistakes and will be thrown into the mortal world.

This is indeed a kind of suffering that can never be relieved.

No wonder the Buddha said that all living beings are suffering.

Sitting on the highest roof, Hua Gurong looked down at the mortal beings below. Those were ants in the eyes of the gods, they were the cornerstone of their attainment of Taoism, and they were the bones of all who would soon succeed.

Let's talk about pity, it seems a little ridiculous for him to say this like a monster.

But others, let alone talk about it.

"Young girl."

Hua Gurong reached out and touched the peacock tied up by five flowers, ignoring its anger, smiled in a low voice, and said: "I threw that impostor into Huangquan. As for you, I always feel that you shouldn't be so rude. Treat a woman like that."

The young girl who was beaten back to her original shape struggled, trying to break free from the rope, and even wanted to peck him.

"Young girl, as a teacher, I vaguely remember that you were not like this in the past. You are very well-behaved and obedient, and I like you more than your senior brother." Hua Gurong looked at the crumbling sunset in the sky, and the sunset turned red half of his face. It was because he remembered the memories of his previous life, and murmured in a trance.

He still believed it, believed in the picture Yaochi saw, believed that he himself was Hua Zanglie.

The young girl was stunned, she stopped even her flapping wings, and stared blankly at him.

"But you let my teacher down, you lied, you were vicious, you peeled your master's skin, you gouged out your master's eyes, you even wanted your master's life, young girl, you really let me I am disappointed."

The young girl froze there.

Ever since Hua Gurong beat her back to her original form with a white face on her face, she was captured from Huashen Palace until just now. changed my appearance.

But now, her eyes seemed to be red.

She was even in a daze, not knowing what time it was, as if it was just a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, she was still nestling at Master's feet, and Master was gently stroking her head.

Why does this person's tone resemble Master's?

But what he said didn't seem like what Master would say at all. Master would never say a word of seriousness to him.

"Have you seen those mortals? Their lives are very fragile, very lowly, and very cheap. Whether they are commoners or emperors, their final destination is death. The morning bacteria don't know the dark, and the cockroaches don't know the age. Their short life is short. Without the shackles of fame and fortune, love and hatred, in reincarnation again and again, it is destined to live in the pain of not being able to love and not being able to get what you want for eternity.”

"I have been a mortal all my life. To be honest, it is really hard."

"Young girl, I didn't teach you well in the past, now, you go to the world of mortals for a few times and learn how to behave again."

After that, he grabbed the peacock at his feet and threw it into the home of a woman who was giving birth.

After finishing the matter, he clapped his hands and left, without any trace of the tenderness and reluctance just now.

Halfway there, I suddenly found a familiar figure swaying below.

In an instant, his face turned completely black.

Ah, ghost king, so you came here!

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