lethal arsenal

Chapter 427 Nineteenth Level of Hell!

"It turns out this was not a dream."

"When I heard Xuantian Zong said that he was willing to become a partner with me, I was a little dazed for a while. Since I met him once when I went up the mountain when I was seven years old, it will take me two or three years to see him once."

"Xuan Tianzong likes to sit cross-legged on a round stone on the top of the peak, facing the solitary eagle, the setting sun, the sea of ​​clouds, and his sword. The Nanming Lihuo swirls around him, flickering and disappearing, just like Xuantian Sect’s thoughts are hard to fathom.”

"In the most beautiful years, I only met him ten times in total. Master asked me to become a Taoist couple with him. This was the fate established by Guanyin Temple. But I always felt something was wrong. He said to me In the year of the invitation, I was half the age of a lady, missed the cardamom, missed the peaches and plums, and entered the age of standing..."

"What makes it even more difficult for me to calm down is the timid little girl hiding behind Xuantian Sect. He said her name is Yin Ling'er and asked me to help take care of her... It's hard for me to understand his thoughts, and it's hard to understand that Did the unknown woman enter his heart...I tossed and turned more than once, trying to understand the story of what happened that year when he came down from the mountain..."

"Until Yin Ling'er, she grew up day by day. The little girl of five or six years old did not have no memory. She always shouted to find her real mother. I...I don't know what happened to me at that time. As if inner demons were growing, I kept asking a six-year-old child about the details of the Xuantian Sect's relationship with the Ice Spirit. I tried to imitate that person I had never met before, thousands of miles away, in the vast iceberg. The woman..."

"I don't know how many years have passed, but I gradually figured out something. Bing Jing likes white, and I also like white dresses. Bing Jing likes to play small games with Xuantian Sect, and set some levels to let Xuantian Zong went to break the situation. I also tried, learned, and did it this way... It was only then that I realized that in fact, I had already lost..."

"Xuan Tianzong doesn't like Bing Jing that much, but he likes his own arrogance. He is conceited that there is nothing in the world that he can't break. Bing Jing captured Xuantian Zong's character and gradually penetrated into his boring and empty character. "

"That year, Yin Ling'er was twelve years old. I sealed her memory of her mother, deprived her of the right to miss her, and told her that I was her mother. That year, Xuantianzong went down the mountain and never came back. .”

"It was also at that time that I realized that Xuantian Sect didn't like Yin Ling'er that much, nor did he like Bing Jing that much. But what was in his heart, I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't want to understand it anymore. I just wanted to accompany him. Just listen to Yin Ling'er and accompany her to grow up day by day, and finally give her the memory."

"I thought that time would be over for the rest of my life. I never cared about ascending to heaven or anything, until you broke into our lives... Well..." Lin Dong finished his last shiver and slowly lifted up the quilt, revealing the light. He stepped on his feet and walked out of the cave slowly and slowly.

There were few stars in the sky outside the cave, and the cold moonlight fell on me.

He stretched his arms, high! Let out a roar that shocked countless mountain spirits and monsters in the forest.

"You made a good point, but next time, don't talk about your rotten peach blossoms when we are doing things. Although it is quite interesting, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

Lin Dong said calmly.

The bonfire in the cave was swaying with firelight. He gently rubbed his shoulders. There were teeth marks on the bulging shoulder muscles. It could only be said that he was worthy of Dongxuan Zhenren.

The blush on Gu Yue's face did not fade away, the moonlight fell on her smooth waist, and there were stains of sweat on her skin that flowed like water. She straightened the quilt and curled up her whole body in it.

The silver bell next to her was breathing evenly and was still sleeping soundly.

For Lin Dong, this was naturally a beautiful and enjoyable day. As for the bad things that happened between Gu Yue and Xuantian Sect, he really didn't care. Those bad things were nothing compared to Xuantian Sect's defeat of Nanming Lihuo. Shaving his face with a sword makes it easier for people to forget.

But if you really want to talk about it, Xuantian Sect is a tragic figure.

From the Tianli Tianbao Mirror, Lin Dong probably analyzed the root cause of Xuantian Sect's miserable life. In terms of mana accumulation and swordsmanship cultivation, Xuantian Sect should have entered the seventh or eighth level of Dongxuan a long time ago, or even entered the realm of Taoist gods and humans.

Daoist celestial beings and martial arts celestial beings are no different. They are both beings who can shatter the void and break the prison of this world.

But...

Everything is afraid of a but, Xuantian Sect kills demons, external demons are easy to kill, but inner demons are difficult to eliminate. His biggest dilemma is the existence of his own inner demons. The inner demons of Xuantian Sect come from the evil curses left by the previous generations on Shu Mountain.

Shushan has been passed down for five generations.

After the founder of the mountain, the incarnation of Guan Yinzi, the ancestor of Longmei suppressed the blood demon, Juxia flew away. Let’s not talk about the grievances between Master Jie Le and the generation of Changmei. Anyway, Master Jie Le did not accept the position of Shushan’s headmaster. Therefore, it is not considered the second term. After Changmei, Miaoyi and his wife were in charge of the great teaching in Shushan.

It is said that the greatest achievement of Miaoyi and his wife was to suppress the disaster that occurred in the ancient Miao stronghold of Chiyou. After Miaoyi and his wife, they preached to their youngest son, named Huanxin.

The Shushan Demon Realm has since begun.

Huan Xin's experience is difficult to trace, and there are no records in the major files in Shu Mountain. We only know that Huan Xin was later contaminated by the original demon, leaving behind two major curses. The first is that there can only be one person in a generation in Shu Mountain, and the second is that he must be able to kill the master. The Dharma is passed down.

When it comes to Ranchenzi, Qing'e is the fourth generation of Shushan. Her greatest achievements are, firstly, cutting off the Black Water Dragon Vein of the Yuan Dynasty, and secondly, having ultimate heavenly power, supporting Zhu Yuanzhang to ascend to power. The third is to eliminate the possessed Huanxin.

However, the three things were essentially one thing, and Lin Dong didn't know much about Huan Xin.

Because the Trayatis Tianbao Realm follows a past experience of the Xuantian Sect, even the Xuantian Sect does not know much about the affairs of its own sect.

But there is one thing that Lin Dong knows, and that is Ranchenzi's generation...

The ending is really sad.

Neither Ranchenzi nor Liu Bowen ascended to the upper world as people rumored, but instead—Ranchenzi's body and bones disappeared. He borrowed the hands of Xuantian Sect to forge his own remains into a demon-slaying sword.

This sword was lost, and on the day it was perfected, it flew out of the sky.

Ranchenzi's soul was refined into the Demon Refining Treasure Sutra, which can control thousands of swords in the world.

Xuantianzong's cultivation is not enough to completely master Nanming Lihuo, so he relies on this precious scripture.

Liu Bowen ended up being seriously injured and died.

Qing'e lived a lonely life, neither Ran Chenzi nor Liu Bowen waited for her, and finally turned into a moon-watching stone on Qing'e Mountain.

In the Xuantian Sect's generation, the curse passed down by Huan Xinliu has not been eliminated - the descendants of Shushan must kill their masters in order to pass it on from generation to generation, otherwise the lineage will disappear.

This is why Xuantian Sect has never had a disciple.

And the tragedy about Shushan continues...

Ranchenzi killed himself with the help of the Xuantian Sect, but he became the inner demon of the Xuantian Sect. A few years ago, Yuan Chonghuan entered the Liao Dynasty and fought with Nurhaci to avenge the Qilin Master.

Because Nurhachi unified the eight Jurchen tribes, the four Haixi tribes, and the three Barbarian Jurchen tribes, he eliminated countless ghosts, gods, and spirits. While forging his own immortal golden body, he also controlled the evil spirits.

Nurhachi codified a group of evil spirits into shamanism and became guardian spirits, including mountain spirits, water spirits, wood monsters, fire spirits, etc. Among them, the eternal ice spirit of the Changbai Mountains is actually a subordinate of Nurhachi.

Nurhaci and Yuan Chonghuan initially had three battles and three draws. Later, when Yuan Chonghuan was about to give up, the Xuantian Sect appeared. At that time, there was no other way, so Nurhachi invited Mahakala and used a group of elves and ghosts as a guide to lure the Xuantian Sect into the Trayasa Heaven.

What follows is the situation where the Xuantian Sect influenced the Ice Essence. One person and one elf stayed in the Trayast Heaven Realm for hundreds of years. Xuantian Sect wanted to master the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and also practiced the Sanyang Sword in the early days. What is practiced is the pure Yang method. Only in this way can the maximum power of Nanming Lihuo be exerted. So I can't let go of the Yang Huo.

In the end, he could only give the fire essence in the Sanyang Sword to the ice essence named Ying Niang, and gave birth to a daughter named Yin Ling'er. Also on the day of production.

Mahakala came out to cause trouble and used the so-called time tracing method to let Xuantian Sect see himself in another long river of time and failed to survive the tribulation and ascend. The reason for the failure was traced back to the fact that Bing Jing prevented him from achieving the great road.

In the end, on that day, Xuantian Sect went crazy and killed Bing Jing... The Xuantian Sect, feeling guilty, finally broke through the illusion of Trayat Litian and brought out Yin Ling'er.

The mirror in Lin's hands is the key to Trayatistian's illusion, and it records in detail the stories of the Xuantian Sect and the Bing Jing over the past hundred years.

The Xuantian Sect has an impure heart and can only eliminate its guilt by repeatedly killing external demons. He has been out for many years, searching for the whereabouts of the demon-refining sword and suppressing the demons in his heart.

……

In short, this is a very tragic guy, a proud man of heaven, extremely proud, but burdened with the most vicious curse. He seeks a way to escape, but is repeatedly restrained by his inner demons.

too bitter.

When Lin Dong was lying on Gu Yue's body, he had this thought more than once, but... what does the suffering of others have to do with me? In the end, Lin Dong and Gu Yue completed a successful practice.

The affixes of the Bull Demon were damaged, and the Dharmakaya could not be repaired for a while, so it had to be filled with affixes. The source of the affixes is, on the one hand, mission rewards, and on the other hand, it is derived from killing powerful monsters and monsters and exploding some good objects.

As Lin Dong's strength continued to strengthen, the tasks related to the arsenal became fewer and fewer. More often, he needs to fight for it himself and gain through various events.

The kind of thing where affixes can be awakened by swatting a mosquito will never happen again.

The next target is to take the road from Mongolia, pass through Dengzhou, and break into Huang Taiji in the Forbidden City. On the other side of Ji Town, Dorgon's 100,000 troops were naturally handled by Yuan Chonghuan.

The various shortcomings of the Ming Dynasty today can be summed up in just eight words.

Natural and man-made disasters, order collapsed.

Officials are intricately connected and exploited at all levels. The court imposes exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes frequently. Instead of going to businessmen, they collect taxes from soldiers and farmers? The farmers were overwhelmed and ran away, and the soldiers could not get their pay, so they killed good people and took credit for their merits. When the government is in danger, it is important to support the invaders with self-respect. Liao and Jin took advantage of the situation to rise, and the refugees snowballed into rebellion.

In the end, it would be strange for such a dynasty not to collapse.

"Farmers in the northwest region are selling their sons and daughters and have no worries. If they don't follow King Chuang to rebel, how can they get a bite of food to eat. The Ming Dynasty can't feed people, so it would be good to let people who can provide the people with a bite of food to feed them. , I remember checking the historical records before. Before Huang Taiji broke into the capital for the first time, the rule of the Ming Dynasty was to complete the thirteen provinces of Han Dynasty. Mongolia accepted the title, and the areas of Yue, North Korea, and Burma still belonged to the Ming Dynasty. Ryukyu paid tribute every year. , the Japanese feudal state surrendered, and the Jurchens in the early days just wanted to negotiate a peace and get a small amount of money... Everything started from Huang Taiji's entry into the customs this time... I must change everything."

Lin Dong clenched his fists and muttered to himself while facing the bright moon in the sky.

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Dengzhou.

Cai Ren Market.

Those who can run should have run away early. If Huang Taiji is going to knock off the gate from Dengzhou, there will always be someone who knows the news in advance. Those who haven't run will not be able to run. Lin Dong was wearing black clothes and brought Yin Ling'er here, mainly because he wanted to get rid of this girl's melancholy temperament, and she had lost a lot of weight in a few days. "You think you are very pitiful, but there are thousands of people in the world who are a hundred times more pitiful than you."

"Half of the history books are written by heroes, emperors and generals, but the other half cannot be separated from the thousands of ordinary people who are drowning in the sea of ​​suffering. You think you are miserable enough, Yin Ling'er, are you as miserable as she is? There is never anything like this in the world. There are just immortals flying around, martial arts masters, good and evil people in the world, and these lower class people, poor people in coarse linen clothes and unable to wear straw shoes, and even - rookies."

Vegetable man, vegetable market.

The sharp smell of blood rushed towards his face.

Lin Dong held the silver bell with one hand and handed over two copper plates with the other, "Show me the waiter!" The boss with braids took the money, turned around and opened the curtain behind him, and the wound filled with a strong, foul smell. Together with the noise and bustle around them, they all hit Yin Ling'er and Lin Dong's faces.

To the people here, the two of them were dressed like gods. As for why the boss has braids, it's quite simple. He is from Jianzhou.

Living together with Jurchens has long formed a habit. But if you go up one or two generations, they are still Han Chinese, but the environment has always changed people, and they are not helpless at all.

It would be difficult to survive there without braids.

Yin Ling'er's pupils narrowed slightly and she subconsciously took a step back. Lin Dong's big hand let go of her small hand, held her neck and said coldly: "Look carefully."

Drenched with blood.

A half-fan of a human was hung in a cage like a beheaded pig or dog. The internal organs were placed in several pots. The shaved head was placed on the chopping board, with the kitchen knife edge tilted to one side.

The dead man's two dark eyes were staring at the two of them.

"vomit!"

Yin Ling'er vomited it out.

Lin Dong's eyes were round and unblinking, staring at a scene that was like purgatory, even more terrifying than the eighteen levels of skinning hell. People say that there are eighteen levels of hell, but this is not true! It should be the nineteenth floor, and the nineteenth floor is in the human world! It will be turned on every time there is a major disaster.

In the cage on the right, there is a woman with half of her thigh removed, wailing in pain, the shop owner is sharpening a knife, and there are lines of bloody poems left on one end of the wall.

I don’t know who made it.

If the couple starves to death together every year, it is better for the concubine to go to the vegetable market. If you get three thousand pieces of money, you can travel one mile. The texture of hibiscus is fragrant when cooked, and the milk is used as wontons and people are eager to try it. Cut off the two arms and hang them in the butcher's shop, then cut off the thighs and hold them for soup. If you don't give orders and insist on fresh meat, you will feel hungry after seeing every piece of it. Men's meat is too fishy to eat, and women's skin is full of fat and sweaty. After three days, my flesh was gone and only one soul remained. I begged my husband to find him where the sun was setting.

If a woman is born to be a good cook and a good cook, the couple will live happily ever after. A few people were buried alive with full stomachs, but luckily...

"Uncle, stop looking, this is hell!"

Bang bang, the butcher butcher rubbed his knives together and made a shrill sound.

The collision of the blades was like the roar of thousands of evil spirits.

There are many such vegetable markets throughout the north.

The government can't ban it. After Huang Taiji enters the customs, there will be more such vegetable markets. The devil god comes from the resentment of living beings. With such a vegetable market, how can there be no devil god?

(End of this chapter)