If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

Lin Dong alienated into the Son of God, offering Lin Kongyu as a sacrifice.

This scene made Cheng Siqi feel a little absurd.

For the first time, he realized that he might be caught in a huge conspiracy, unable to get out, powerless, and could only hope that he could catch a driftwood in this whirlpool and notice the tip of the iceberg.

All the envoys turned a blind eye to this scene and did not show anything.

Lin Kongyu was hanging from a dead tree, and was sent to the gate of the hanging palace by several men in purple clothes.

When approaching, the illusory tree shadow in the palace suddenly trembled, and a branch shot out suddenly, piercing the body of Lin Kongyu on the dead tree.

"Uh!"

An imperceptible grunt of pain proved that Lin Kongyu was not dead.

More blood rushed out, dyeing Lin Kongyu's plain white gown red in an instant.

The dead tree, together with his body, was slowly becoming transparent and unreal. The branch retracted with its prey, as if it was very satisfied with the sacrifice. The trunk trembled, and wisps of gray mist overflowed from it.

"Go."

The Lingzun looked satisfied and nodded towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong's face was cold, and his back bone trembled, and he followed the branch and entered the hanging palace.

His figure became blurred after entering, but it was vaguely visible that after he sat cross-legged, more and more gray mist poured out of the tree trunk and entered his body.

There were so many gray fogs that it almost formed a madly sweeping vortex above his head.

"As expected of No.90, the Son of God of Nine Heavens, such an appearance of alienation is rare in thousands of years."

The Lingzun looked moved, looked at Lin Dong several times, and then said to No. 90 Nine Heavens God Envoy, "You go down, after the Son of God comes of age, I will give you longevity fruits according to the degree of alienation of the Son of God , don't worry."

"Thank you Lingzun!"

No.90 The Nine Heavens Envoy was full of spirits, laughed and went to the nearby garden, and ordered a group of purple-clothed servants to serve tea and fruit.

"It really made him pick up the treasure..."

No.90 The eight-day angel's face was a bit ugly. He didn't wear a mask, but half of his face was scratched like a knife.

He glanced in the direction of the garden unwillingly, then got up and opened the coffin next to him, and invited out a flower of human face.

As soon as this man's face appeared, he suddenly opened his sharp mouth full of fangs, and swallowed a man in purple next to him in one gulp.

And the moment the purple-clothed man entered, the appearance of this man's face suddenly changed drastically.

The leaves stretched into shoulders and arms, the rhizomes turned into torso and legs, and the petals turned back layer by layer, turning into a head of blue hair like a waterfall.In the blink of an eye, a human face flower exuding a rotten breath turned into a graceful young girl.

The girl wore a purple gauze, and smiled coquettishly: "I have seen the Lingzun, and all the envoys."

Lingzun seemed to recognize the girl, he straightened his expression, and said, "Please."

Another man in purple brought sacrifices and entered the hall with the girl.

One after another, the psychic coffins were opened, and one after another, the sons of gods in different states of alienation woke up and entered the Hanging Hall with sacrifices.

The gray fog in the hall became more and more dense, and it was so thick that it was almost impossible to see the figures inside.

Cheng Siqi discovered that Lin Kongyu was not unique as a sacrifice.Rather, the sacrifices offered by each son of God are their former partners or relatives.

Although I don't know the reason, this method of denying relatives is really chilling.

With the passage of time, the number of envoys and coffins in the front decreased little by little, and soon it would be Cheng Siqi's turn in the back.Sect Master Cheng Shao, whose eyes were smeared for this coming-of-age ceremony, naturally neither prepared a sacrifice nor could it be possible to open the coffin.

With a flash of thought, Cheng Siqi turned his attention to the Angel of the Fifth Heaven in front of him.

"Old fifth."

He walked up to the Fifth Heavenly Angel and said in a low voice, "It's time to show me your methods. It's not easy to get my shards of the Book of Heroes. Don't think that if you hold my tricks, I have to listen to you Yes. I don’t need to say more about the magic trick. Even if I am exposed, I may not be unable to survive.”

On the fifth day, the envoy's expression changed: "What do you mean when you say this at this time? Contradictory?"

"A transaction is also a cooperation."

Cheng Siqi nonchalantly said without changing his expression, "Are you willing to be a dog for a lifetime for a few longevity fruits like this? There is more than one way to achieve longevity. If you help me, I will naturally give you a hand... A best of both worlds What's your idea?"

"Do you know the secret of longevity fruit?"

On the fifth day, the angel suddenly became short of breath. He lowered his hood as a cover-up to cover his own breath even more tightly, and said in a dark voice, "You'd better not lie to me."

"I don't have to lie to you."

Cheng Siqi stared into the eyes of the envoy of the Fifth Heaven, and said word by word: "Because we...no one can escape."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned his gaze away and said in a low voice, "I don't have any sacrifices, and I don't know how to open the coffin. Think of a way. If it works, why do you envy these sons of God today?"

envious.

Yes, that is envy.

Cheng Siqi caught the envy and hatred that were deeply hidden in the eyes of these envoys.

These envoys are like slaves, they will do everything they can to make their little masters bigger, but no matter how close the little masters are to them, slaves will always be slaves.

Just like a dog, it cannot become a man.

"Are you crazy?"

On the fifth day, the envoy looked at Cheng Siqi in disbelief.

Cheng Siqi didn't move, his face was hidden in the shadow, so he couldn't see clearly.

There was a long silence between the two.

Finally, the envoy of the fifth day spoke in a hoarse voice: "I will prepare one more sacrifice for you, and the coffin may not be opened. But you have to tell Lingzun personally that your son of God is still in the process of alienation, and you don't know whether it will succeed or fail. It is uncertain whether this psychic coffin of yours will be allowed to enter the temple due to the situation."

There was a trace of blood in the raised eyes, and he sneered: "I am also crazy. But which dog here is not a lunatic?"

The reversal of this transaction made Cheng Siqi's tense heartstrings relax a bit.

If the envoy of the fifth day didn't believe his nonsense, didn't so eagerly seek some kind of longevity, and wasn't so obsessed with demons, then maybe he wouldn't have agreed so easily.

Soon, on the fifth day, the angel opened the coffin and sent his son into the temple.

On the fifth day, Shenzi didn't grow much. He was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a short horn growing on his forehead. It was obvious at first glance that it was not a particularly strong alienation, and it didn't attract much attention.

When it was Cheng Siqi's turn, he directly followed what the envoy of the fifth day told him, saying that the Son of God had not been alienated successfully.

"No... success?"

The Lingzun was taken aback for a moment, obviously he had never seen such a waste wood before, and his face showed a bit of trouble, "It stands to reason that in this psychic coffin, as long as the aptitude is not very bad, most of them can get in." It can be alienated successfully. If it is not successful, the possibility of success after entering the temple is not very great..."

"His Highness Lingzun!"

Cheng Siqi heard the words, and immediately bowed to the Spirit Venerable, and said sincerely: "Although the son of God has not succeeded and is not allowed to enter the temple, but after all he feels the protection of the sacred tree, please give the son of God a chance to offer sacrifices, To show sincerity."

The envoy of the fifth day did not quite understand why Cheng Siqi insisted on offering sacrifices, but he guessed that it might have something to do with the longevity tree. Sincerely, since you have prepared a sacrifice, you might as well offer it."

"This is not a special case, and I hope His Highness will give Son of God the third day a chance."

If you don't enter the temple, you will also send sacrifices.

Naturally, the Spirit Venerable had no reason to shirk such a good deed, and Dang Li nodded: "As expected, you are sincere, so let's offer the sacrifice. The longevity tree knows, and will definitely protect the Son of God."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Cheng Siqi pretended to be overjoyed, but when he lowered his eyes, his eyes sank slightly.

He has long discovered that although the longevity tree in the temple pierced and took away the sacrifices, it did not inhale them completely. That is to say, if he could really burn this so-called longevity tree, then those The sacrifices may all have the possibility of survival.

Although he has no friendship with Lin Kongyu, when he can save someone's life, he has absolutely no reason to step on someone's foot.

The sacrifice prepared by the fifth angel was a young man who was pierced by a tree branch and taken away in the same posture as a forest sky fish.

However, no one noticed that as early as the moment the young man and Cheng Siqi passed by, a distraction had already quietly flew out of Cheng Siqi's body, attached to the young man, and shrunk cautiously to avoid the longevity. The branches of the tree slowly entered the hall with it.

Grey fog pervades.

As soon as Cheng Siqi's distraction entered the temple, he was immediately overwhelmed by the boundless gray fog.

And this gray fog is different from the time in the spirit world, it is not a nightmare that can swallow people, but it is not like the gray fog that Cheng Siqi found when he was cutting wood for the coffin, it can restore consciousness.It's more like something in between, neither buff nor cut.

From the gathering and dispersing of the mist, Cheng Siqi saw figures sitting cross-legged, all of them were the sons of God who had just entered, and the gray mist was constantly surging in their direction.

"I don't know if the baby fire can burn this tree..."

Cheng Siqi's distraction broke away from the sacrifice, and he fell quickly, approaching the roots of the longevity tree.

In his distraction, he entrusted a trace of infant fire that is unique to monks above Yuanying and below Huashen, which can burn everything in the world, and its burning degree is only under the fire of Yuanshen.

The closer to the root of the tree, the more an invisible force hinders it.

The tree was extremely tall, shaped like a crouching fox, when it fell, there was endless howling of the wind, shaking this fragile distraction.

Cheng Siqi exerted all his strength, and bumped hard against that invisible force a few times, and it was as if a gap was opened by him, allowing his primordial spirit to slip through and come to the gnarled tree roots .

He paid attention to the movements of the God Sons around him, and was about to urge the infant fire to burn away, but suddenly he felt an ominous feeling of great terror coming over his head.

This feeling made him froze, and he didn't act immediately.

It was also in this gap that it seemed that there were countless voices pouring in, filling his distraction.

"The ultimate road is all deceptive! Going to the end is a dead end! The method of longevity, the road to immortality, who said that changing the appearance is an evil way or a magic road? The reason why my generation of monks have not been able to cross the calamity for thousands of years Success, countless Mahayanas died under the catastrophe, nothing more than self-styled!"

"Alienation, alienation...is it really another way?"

"What is right and what is different? Being different from you is different? Rather than being an ignorant mortal for the rest of my life and watching my cultivation base go to waste, I would rather become a monster!"

"Why... why were we abandoned!"

The sound is like thunder, and the sound is like raging fire.

Cheng Siqi's mind was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and suddenly, chaos appeared in front of him.

There are monks standing in the clouds, roaring at the thunder of the nine heavens, and some are crying and laughing, and their figures are changing between human beings and doomsdays.Someone else kowtowed one after another and slammed it on the sky steps of Kunlun, questioning a mirror resentfully.

The mirror silently reflected the figure of that person, and the air of chaos was misty.

The man knelt down for a long time, and finally raised his head, revealing a familiar face from the messy hair.

"how come!"

Cheng Siqi stared in astonishment at himself, who was over fifty years old, looking at the mirror in despair, and kept asking questions.

"Why! Why are we the ones who were abandoned!"

"Tricked us into Jiejie, but never thought of letting us out! This Jiejie is like a hungry beast that can't be fed. It has to be filled with batches of sacrifices in order to keep the spirit world like drinking poison to quench thirst. Life...is this kind of life what your spirit world wants?!"

The gray-haired Cheng Siqi roared up to the sky, "Why can't we fight! Why are we the ones who were abandoned! I'm not reconciled...not reconciled!"

The roar resounded in Cheng Siqi's mind as if it could resonate.

He seemed to be able to empathize with him, fully understanding the unwillingness, grievance, and resentment that filled his heart.

They were sent to Jiejie to find out, but they didn't expect that the passage to Jiejie had already been closed, and they were destined to never return.

Begging for hundreds of years, giving everything to the fairy road, was directly cut off in the middle.Day after day, I watched my cultivation base lose, my face was old, my black hair had turned into white hair, the wrinkles on my hands were dry and cracked like bark, and I couldn't hold the sword anymore.

They were deceived and became sacrifices to delay the catastrophe.

Full of hatred and bitterness, almost driving people crazy.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Become a mortal, be sealed to death, are you... willing?"

Cheng Siqi was silent.

But the voice was unrelenting, repeating the question over and over again, one sound passed quickly, one sound was closer to another, like thunder, shaking the mind.

However, just when the voice was about to explode in Cheng Siqi's mind, he suddenly coughed, interrupted the voice, and said, "I'm not reconciled. So..."

"Can you let me burn it?"

He raised the baby fire in his hand and patted the tree root, "I think that if I burn you, the ending of me being trapped to death may change. Besides, it's not bad for my hair to turn gray. In this way, I You don't have to wait until you become a god, you can do something fun with Wuyan..."

"Siqi."

Another soft female voice suddenly sounded, and a soft white hand was stretched out towards Cheng Siqi, "Mother is back... You have suffered all these years, and you will be with your mother from now on, okay?"

A gentle touch caressed the top of his head, and there was an unusually familiar voice beside his ears.

Cheng Siqi closed his eyes and suppressed the soreness in his eyes, but his subordinates did not hesitate at all: "I know, my mother won't come back."

"You all think I don't know... But I actually know, how she died, why she died... I actually know everything."

The flames finally touched the roots of the longevity tree.

All phantoms and chaotic sounds were shattered.

However, another illusory hand stopped Cheng Siqi's baby fire, and even if a bone wing was overturned, Cheng Siqi's distracted reaction was extremely quick, and he dodged in an instant, blasting the flame towards the roots of the tree again , but didn't want to, Lin Dong tried his best to be burned by the baby fire, and also stopped him.

"Stop it, Cheng Siqi!"

Lin Dong said angrily, "You are cutting off everyone's ascension path!"

Cheng Siqi glanced at him and sneered: "Ascension like you? Ascension achieved by sacrificing Lin Kongyu?"

Lin Dong's expression froze, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but his voice was cold: "Lin Kongyu...do you know why he is called Lin Kongyu? This name was given by me. I have lived through nine lives, and now I have the present. To become a spiritual master. Lin Kongyu is just a ray of spiritual thoughts from my previous life, just another me."

"Why not sacrifice yourself in order to seek the way to immortality?"

"Lin Kongyu, he is a bait that was born out of my fantasy. I kept him until today just to catch real fish. What position do you have to say?"

Cheng Siqi was unmoved and shot directly.

The reason why he allowed Lin Dong to speak was just to make sure whether he had awakened in his real body or only had a phantom body.

After confirming that he was just a shadow, then Cheng Siqi didn't need to worry about wasting time fighting, and directly threw out the baby fire to disperse Lin Dong's phantom.

"Cheng Siqi, you...!"

The last trace of obstruction was gone, and the raging fire finally engulfed the roots of the longevity tree.

Cheng Siqi's distraction watched the flame encircle the tree trunk before dissipating suddenly.

At the same time, Cheng Siqi, who was sitting in the garden taking a nap, opened his eyes, took the coffin, calmly got up with the envoy of the fifth day, and walked to the gate of the temple to complete the transaction.

However, just as the two approached the gate, countless shrill roars came from the temple.

"A monk burned the longevity tree!"

"Take him down, kill him!"

"The longevity tree was burned——!"

The gorgeous palace made of crystal stones and white bones burst open, and the raging fire shot up into the sky, turning half of the sky of Kunlun Mountain into a doomsday blood red.

The sons of gods fled in a hurry, the spirit venerable and the envoys of the gods were frightened and angry, they all flew up and roared to the sky.

The angel of the fifth day was also stunned, looking at Cheng Siqi: "Someone burned the longevity tree... who, who is so bold?!"

"I."

Holding the coffin, he took a step back, just as the light reflected by the mirror fell.

Cheng Siqi's disguise and the cover of the envoy's robe were completely removed by the light, the hood slipped off, and the mask was torn apart, revealing a handsome smiling face and a calm and introverted monk's demeanor.

He pulled out a slender bamboo pole from his sleeve and shook it towards everyone.

"Go ahead."

The author has something to say: the second watch arrives.