The waste bird throws down the gods

Chapter 37;
"Wake up, wake up, it's not good. Jiuniang, Jiuniang, it's a big fire." She heard someone calling herself in a trance.She tried to open her eyes, but felt short of breath.The eyes were heavy and obscure.

"Wake up, wake up, Jiu Niang."

She opened her eyes, it was a flower mirror.Huajing cried, "Jiu Niang, wake up, there is a big fire here, no one is here to save us. Today is a great day for His Royal Highness Feng Huang Shengnv. All the gods and Buddhas have gone to watch the ceremony, and the Duyi Temple is very remote. , there was no one around to rescue us."

"You, why are you here?" Feng Jiuniang was a little tired and weak.

"I left late and wanted to call you. By the way, I took this shawl. This is a gift from Bai Ze Shengnv to a friend. What's wrong with you? This is Tianhuo, it's too scary, it's clearly Red Lotus Karma."

"What fire?" Feng Jiuniang pushed away the flower mirror, and a red spine hit Feng Jiuniang's back heavily with a raging fire.

Feng Jiuniang's body was thrown down heavily.

"Ah, Jiuniang." Huajing was so frightened that she hurriedly pushed the red lotus on the burning roof with her celestial force.

The red lotus karma burned so fiercely that Jiuniang's back became very red and swollen.

Jiu Niang propped herself up, holding Hua Jing in her arms, and was about to fly out, who knew?There is a ban on the outside.They can't get out at all.

Because Feng Jiuniang vomited such a mouthful of blood, her divine power was exhausted.She took a breath of fairy air, opened a hole, and pushed the flower mirror out.

The raging red lotus fire burned the void, tearing apart the space.The fairy energy and spiritual power of the heavens were attracted.

"Nine Niangs."

Huajing yelled mournfully, the flames of the red lotus karmic fire illuminated the dark night of the heaven extraordinarily brightly, and Xingxiu Tianjun was adjusting the seasons, ordering Chang'e, the God of Moon Cold, to move out of the moon.

Who knew that the eastern sky appeared brighter and brighter than the sun and the moon.He seemed to hear someone screaming.

The Phoenix Emperor was crossing the catastrophe, when the thunder catastrophe from the Nine Nether Abyss struck down, Du Yi was so distracted, but he couldn't leave, and he couldn't leave either. His sense of responsibility and mission forced him to focus on the thunder catastrophe instead of Dongfang Mingliang's. on the sky.

Although the gods and Buddhas of the heavens are curious about the thunder calamity that made the Supreme God, but since the heavens had black and white day and night hundreds of thousands of years ago, there has never been such a moment.

The red lotus fire is burning, boiling, clamoring, and rampant.

Xingxiu Tianjun has not pulled the flower mirror.Huajing turned her head and said to Xingxiu Tianjun, "Tianjun, Huajing is grateful for your great virtue, but I have to repay Jiuniang's great kindness to me."

Huajing turned into a mirror and flew up into the sky, just above the red lotus karma. The mirror was set infinitely large, and it took pictures of the surrounding sky together.Cover this fiery red sky under the mirror.

Boiling in the fire of the red lotus, handing over and turning in the flames.

She only feels pain, no, I only feel pain, it hurts so much, it hurts to the bone marrow, it is the pain of everything being destroyed and reborn in the destruction, it hurts so much that I want to cry, but I can’t speak or cry.The body hurts as if the bones are torn apart, and the flesh is rolling, as if every cell is burning.

When I was young, I often listened to Gou Chen tell stories. He said that the most painful and difficult birth in the world is the Phoenix generation, and the hardest is also the Phoenix family.How much suffering would the purest-blooded Phoenix family have to suffer?To be smashed to pieces, to be destroyed, to be reborn from Nirvana.

How painful is it to be reborn as a phoenix?Every bone was broken, ground into powder, then incinerated, and then reassembled.

I am in so much pain, I am Feng Jiuniang, Feng Jiuniang is me, I am Feng Jiu, Feng Jiuniang is Feng Jiu.

The fire hurts me so much, the fire is burning, I suddenly remembered that I used to steal the chicken raised by the old woman in the back mountain, and the roast chicken was tossed and turned in the fire.Doesn't it hurt?it died.I'm not dead yet.

Although I tossed and turned in pain, I still didn't die, I lived well.So I was in pain, so painful that I wanted to die.If you can't live but can't die, I must be so sad.

Who actually set the fire?How sad I must be.How sad it is.

Feng Jiu opened her eyes.

The silence was cold.

Phoenix's rebirth from Nirvana.

(End of this chapter)