hell in disguise

Qian Na opened his eyes and found himself in an empty and dilapidated ruin.The huge stone masonry walls have been corroded day by day, and the mottled old murals and reliefs vaguely show the splendor and beauty of the past, but they are now covered by dust, mold and poison ivy.The high dome propped up by several twisted pillars that have not yet collapsed is completely dark, but there is a hole left after the collapse, shining a faint beam of light.Outside the cave is the eternally dark, starless and moonless sky, as well as the air that smells of sulfur and the grayish-yellow smoke, forming heavy clouds that are like entities, layered in endless layers between the Eight Hot Hells and the Eight Cold Hells. in the void.

He's back in hell.

Just a moment ago, he seemed to be still in Wangyou Village in the world. Bo Xun tried to hug him, but he was struggling with all his strength.How did he return to hell in the blink of an eye?

There is still a burning pain in my head, a bit like the feeling of dizziness and headache after a hangover.He moved a little, but heard the crisp sound of chains.

He woke up suddenly, struggling to sit up, only to find that his blue left hand was clasped with a shackle, a long chain hanging from the shackle, extending into the wall, as if growing out of the wall .His heart beat faster, he pulled the chain vigorously, and then reached out and pulled out the Zhanye sword from behind to chop, but there was not even a scar left.

The chains seemed to be made of celestial materials, but somehow they didn't burn his skin.

He looked around, but for a moment he didn't notice the man in red standing silently in the shadow of the pillar not far away.His skin glowed like a silver moon in the darkness, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

Yan Fei, Yan Fei who can survive in hell without wearing a ghost body.

No... that's not Yan Fei, it's Bo Xun.

Qian Na wanted to roar, to fight, to crush the head of that hateful god.But once he thought that the god and Yan Fei were indistinguishable from each other, he felt that there was nowhere to put his bloody hatred.He stared fixedly at the man in red who was staring at him, and gradually felt the sweetness in his throat, and the blood was surging up, ready to overflow the corners of his lips at any moment.He gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood, he didn't want to let the god who took everything from him see a joke again.

Yan Fei finally said, "I locked you up because I was afraid that you would wake up too excited and hurt yourself. I was also afraid that you would run away without listening to my explanation."

Eunna laughed, a broken smile.Every painful laugh of his is like thousands of iron nails piercing into Yan Fei's heart, cutting his soul mercilessly.

"I am a little green-scaled ghost, how can I make the gods value me so much?"

Yan Fei closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Is a soul so important? I'm still Yan..."

"Shut up!!!" Qian Na shouted angrily, the sound shook the ground almost trembling.

A moment of silence, like dark stagnant water gradually solidified.

Qianna said faintly, "When I picked up Yan Fei, he was only eight years old. He has seen the ugliest and darkest side of the world, but he can still retain the kindness and innocence in his heart. He was beaten to blood, but his eyes He is still so stubborn, even if he dies, he is unwilling to beg for mercy. He lives with me and lives in the open, no matter how hard he suffers, he never complains. I can't give him the stability and happiness that other children of the same age should have, but he still He relies on me wholeheartedly. He smiles every time he sees me. His smile is so cute, and I can’t refuse as long as I see him. Sometimes he is disobedient, naughty, likes to bargain, impulsive and impatient, and occasionally lies, but he does Everything is to be with me, to make me happy. He said he wanted to be my inconsistency. At first I thought he was just curious. But for so many years, he has been working silently, trying to get close to my The world. Even if I was abandoned or hurt by me, he ran back stubbornly as if he had never been hurt. He may not be strong, and he is very reckless, but he is my Yan Fei, the one who desperately wants to be with me The Yan Fei I am with is the Yan Fei who is willing to take risks for the most humble people and ghosts."

He never thought he'd be able to say those words one day, he's never been an articulate person.But now, facing Yan Fei who was no longer Yan Fei, he finally condensed every bit of the past ten years into every single word.His eye sockets were hot and red, and he could hardly contain his emotions.But he finally held back, took a deep breath, and pierced his palm with sharp claws.

"And Bo Xun, the God of the Sixth Heaven who was once high above the sky, a powerful god who was seen once in hundreds of kalpas. He vowed to save all beings in hell, integrate the six realms into one, and completely rewrite the order of good and evil. For his ideals, the so-called In a free and vast world, any sacrifice is justified. If the death of one person can save a hundred people, then this person deserves to die. He doesn't even care about the people who sacrificed for him, let alone me, who is not worth mentioning. A ghost from hell?"

There was a strong disgust on the face of Qian Na, and his fangs were exposed, "So, what right do you have to say that you are the same as Yan Fei?"

Faced with Qian's accusations, Yan Fei turned his head, covered his face with his hands and took a deep breath, and remained silent for a moment as if to adjust his emotions.Then he turned around again, looking at Kanna.

"But without me, how could Yan Fei have such a strong obsession with you? Haven't you ever wondered why Yan Fei must be with you even if he goes to hell?"

Jianna sneered, "Do you still want to say it's you? You and I haven't even met each other!"

"I've seen it." Yan Fei stepped out of the shadows, and the dim light sparkled in his eyes.The expression on his face was unpredictable, "It's just that you forgot about me."

Jianna frowned, but when he saw Yan Fei approaching him, he was already on guard.He clenched the Zhanye sword in his hand, and a fierce blue flame ignited on his body, "I have never seen you!" He shouted, and stabbed with the sword.

Yan Fei exuded a brilliant brilliance, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling into a deep pool of silence, instantly illuminating the entire huge abandoned palace.In front of such light, any filthy evil spirits could not move, but Kanna strangely did not feel the pain of being burned by the holy light, but felt that all the strength in his whole body was absorbed and crushed by some kind of overwhelming and powerful energy.

Once again, he felt the difference between Yan Fei and Bo Xun.Why did he have to be so powerless and vulnerable in front of Yan Fei?

He has always been the target of Yan Fei's pursuit, the master he looks up to, even if the relationship between the two of them has undergone a qualitative change under Yan Fei's insistence, Yan Fei's respect for him has not diminished for a moment.

But now, in front of this god with Yan Fei's skin, he is just a little evil spirit who can be restrained, suppressed and silenced at any time.Even as long as he wanted to, he could erase himself at any time.

He watched helplessly as Yan Fei pushed aside the already weak Zhan Ye sword, and gently pressed the palm of one hand to his forehead.

In an instant, memories poured into his mind like a torrent.

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Two months ago, the realm of nothingness.

The moment Yan Fei chose to accept the soul of fate and bumped into the non-ideal stone, he felt extreme pain.

Inch by inch, piercing pain.It was as if every inch of his body had been torn apart and twisted into pieces of blood foam.He felt that his brain had been completely shattered, and even his consciousness had been ripped out abruptly. He was helpless, vulnerable and vulnerable to floating in the sky and the earth.He was then burned, scorching flames from the inside out.He wanted to scream and roll all over the floor in pain, but where was his body?In the endless pain, there was only one thought that kept him from giving up—revenge.

He remembered what Liu Yusheng told him, if he resisted at all, his soul would fly away and return to nothingness.If he died, those gods who had bullied his master, those beasts who tore them apart, could rest easy.No matter how much his master has suffered in countless reincarnations, no matter how many times these little ghosts have to go through life and death in order to live in peace, no matter how hard he tries to be with his master, he will all be turned into dust , no one will care anymore, no one will remember those struggles and desires, those nights of cuddling each other, that song that the master hummed to him...

He didn't want Master to perish, at least one person must remember, remember forever.

In this world, there was such a gentle green scale ghost.

For this wish, he screamed in pain and stretched out everything about himself.Let the hot thing burn himself, devour him, and tear his consciousness into pieces.He embraces the pain beyond perception, the pain of existence itself, as long as he thinks that such pain may be one ten-thousandth of what Master has endured in the cycle of hell and earth for many years, he can accept it.

Then all the pain suddenly disappeared.

A strange warmth and an unprecedented feeling of fullness filled his whole body like a mother's embrace.

Mother……

Mother……

Those fairy sleeves dancing under the full moon, the high bun as thick as dark clouds, and the beautiful and dignified smile.She hugged herself gently, telling him that those full moons were unborn days, and telling him that one day those dead and dry land might also give birth to a more beautiful and vibrant world.

He thought of his adoptive mother, the beautiful and powerful Nine Heavens Empress.Also thought of her irreversible and horrific death.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered more and more... More and more... He didn't feel that anything invaded his mind, nor did he find it difficult to deal with, and he didn't even feel any discomfort.Those memories seemed to be there, quietly waiting for him to open them.

He remembered why he wanted to go to hell, he remembered that he went to listen to the Buddha's sermon, he remembered that he asked Po Meng to tell him whether his mother was really in hell, and he remembered seeing those evil spirits struggling in the fire soup of hell Thinking of myself thinking that Empress Jiutian might be one of the evil spirits scorched to death in the hot soup, I cried bitterly.He had no way of knowing who his mother was, so he saw that every evil ghost whose belly was ripped open and his skin was ripped apart was his mother.Every flame, every round of ice, every cut seemed to fall on himself.

He began to disguise himself as an ordinary ghost to go to the Nie Jingtai to watch those green and red impermanence reflect his past life.Originally he thought that maybe he could see his mother.But later, he saw so many past lives, and saw that so many people should not have fallen into hell at all.Among them, he remembers the past life of Qinglin ghost very clearly. He used to be a healer who saved the world and saved a city of people trapped by the plague.But those stupid people not only didn't appreciate him, but also regarded him as a dirty thing because of his little behavior of betraying the worldly etiquette, and they were ignorant and credulous, which killed his lover who cared about the righteousness and loyalty of the people. The prefect couldn't even leave a complete body.In the torrent of hatred, the healer decided to take back the life he had bestowed on those people, and avenged his lover, and finally poisoned all the people in the city, including the enemy army and the people who betrayed him.

Even though massacring the city is wrong, what's wrong with seeking justice for oneself?What's wrong with revenge?

Is it really necessary to allow others to abuse themselves, as the so-called Tao of Heaven advocates, and hope to punish them in the illusory afterlife?Even if those people will indeed be punished in the afterlife, what's the point?They have long forgotten what they have done, so how can they fear and repent for their sins?

People who clearly hate, but refuse to work hard to get justice, and only know that they hope for the afterlife, are the real cowards, right?

What's more, can the combined weight of the good karma of the doctor who saved people in the past not be worth his bad karma of killing a person for revenge?

Bo Xun began to question the way of heaven that he once took for granted.He began to re-examine those so-called orders, and began to observe the operation of the six realms more carefully.Asuyun taught him a lot.

As a medicine fairy, he knows the mysteries of the bodies of all living beings in the six realms.He told him that given the same atmosphere and environment, the most powerful race in the six realms is not a celestial being, but a ghost.

In order to be able to survive in the harshest environment, the evil spirits are constantly trying to adapt.Their bones became as hard as steel, they healed amazingly, and their muscles contained inexhaustible strength.On the contrary, most celestial beings have stagnated in their cultivation and blessings due to their year-round greed for pleasure.

The evil spirits have no time to enjoy themselves, and all their time is spent struggling to survive.But sometimes in this hell where the weak eat the strong and resources are extremely scarce, survival means creating more bad karma, and killing others to save oneself is common.So there is an old saying: Once you enter hell, you will never recover.People who go to hell will not be able to get out after almost every lifetime of reincarnation.However, it is too easy to create the evil karma of falling into hell. Even if you have not hurt a single life in ten lifetimes, if you do a trivial thing like swearing or lying every day, or even just have some dark thoughts, in the end will also fall into hell.

This also means that the number of evil spirits in hell is constantly increasing.Even some pessimistic gods calculated that if it were not for a thousand kalpas, perhaps more than [-]% of the creatures in the universe would fall into hell.

At that time, Bo Xun felt that the rules and regulations stipulated in the so-called way of heaven were too strict, even to the point of being impossible to follow.Where there is light in the world, there will be darkness. Every creature strives to be good, but it is inevitable that there will be some dark thoughts.How can one be born without making mistakes.These rules seem to make sense at first glance, but when you look more carefully, you feel that it is not so much for maintaining order and stability, as it is for sealing all living beings in each realm and preventing them from reincarnating in a good realm. .

In addition, he began to discover that heaven is not a pure land.Sometimes those gods who are having fun all day are too bored, so they start to "have fun" in the human world and the three lower realms.They played with the weaker creatures in the applause, and made people spend huge sums of money to build temples and offer incense to them.They set up traps to "test" the so-called human nature.They kill those who don't listen to their "teachings" at will, and threaten them that they will go to hell if they don't listen.But when Wudao encountered a disaster and begged for help, they all suddenly became caged dumb, ignored them, and even discussed those strange deaths with a bit of a spectator mentality.After that, the so-called oracle will be sent down, saying that natural disasters occur because people do not listen to their advice.

He is determined to change this rotten order.He didn't want his mother, or any creature like his mother, to suffer in hell.Like the Buddha, he came to the ruins of the old god's palace in hell and retreated alone.Time passed quickly in hell, and it took him 500 years to finally realize the method of returning the six realms to one.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to do it alone.No matter how powerful he is, he cannot shake the entire heaven.So he went to Asuyun and asked him to help him.

Asu Yun became his military advisor, and he taught him how to tell what he saw to all the suffering beings who were blinded by the order of the six realms, and taught him how to convey his ideals in simple and understandable language, so that There will be more people willing to help him.Bo Xun learned quickly, far exceeding Asu Yun's expectations.

Bo Xun's plan went smoothly, and his influence in hell was growing, and his reputation was flourishing.However, that was only Ye Motian's day after all, and it was also the day that was least valued, so Li Hentian didn't care about his rise at first.It wasn't until...all the celestial beings on the sixth day chose to be loyal to Bo Xun, and even many celestial beings on other days were influenced by Bo Xun, which finally alarmed God Ziwei.

Everything that happened after that happened very quickly.From the beginning of the construction of the Nirvana Pagoda to the time when the Heavenly Court took the opportunity of the peace talks to severely damage Bo Xun's Heavenly Soul and Earthly Soul, it was only a few decades in the human world.

However, just after this heavy blow, Bo Xun's world once again undergoes earth-shaking changes.

There are many superstitions among the heavens and humans, one of which is that there will be a hurdle in the fate of all heavens and humans, and if they fail to pass, they will die.Bo Xun didn't believe it before, but then he began to believe it.

He never imagined that what was waiting for him was... a love disaster that he had never imagined.

The moment Shivamara sacrificed his death for him, the powerful obsession released by him merged into his heavenly soul and earthly soul.It was just a moment, but in that moment, Bo Xun experienced the life of another fragrance seeker.

A life of sin, attachment, sorrow, remorse, and sacrifice.