Chapter five hundred and eleven, weird master and apprentice
In the huge ancestral hall of Sima's family, no one spoke, only the sound of flames burning.
The thick black smoke rushed into the sky dozens of meters high, and the stinking smell filled the entire ancestral hall.
There was only one young man sitting in the fire. He didn't say a word or say a word. He just watched the entire ancestral hall burning constantly, and the flames were wandering at his feet, as if he would swallow him anytime and anywhere.
A white robe, long black hair, a crazy smile on her cold face, and a bloody light flashed with black eyes. That night, the famous Sima family was destroyed!
The ground was full of corpses, mostly elderly people, women and middle-aged men, with the last pain before death on their faces. However, at this time they would not know that the murderer who killed them was the hope of the entire Sima family, the Sima Tian who shouldered the mission of revitalizing the family!
Sima Tian looked at the ancestral hall that was about to collapse and the increasingly prosperous fire. He started to cry with a smile. If they hadn't killed her, perhaps Sima Tian would not have taken this extreme road.
It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong anymore.
Because, everything will be destroyed, including himself.
Green souls slowly floated up from the body. Sima Tian went over and could not see such a strange scene, but today he saw it, but he was not shocked at all.
"Am I going to die, too?"
He said to himself softly, because someone told him that if he was about to die, he would see other people's souls.
At this moment, the flames in the ancestral hall had burned his clothes and began to burn his skin, but he no longer felt it. The pain in his heart during those days had made him forget the pain in his body.
After all, my heart is dead, nothing matters...
The green souls were suspended in the sky, but strangely, they did not float away. These familiar faces became so strange at this time. Gradually, there were crying sounds, roaring, mourning, and wailing in pain. These sounds mixed with the sound of flames burning in the house, which seemed very chaotic...
"It's all right, let me die quietly."
This may be Sima Tian’s last expectation. When he watched his beloved die, the madness at that time became the only belief that would support him to live.
Revenge made him physically and mentally exhausted. When he looked at the people in the family around him, he fell down one after another because he had eaten the poisoned food he had consumed, he felt extremely empty.
It's like there's a hole in my heart. Revenge once filled this hole. Today, when everyone dies, revenge disappears. The hole in my heart is suddenly exposed, making him want to cry alone...
At that time, Sima Tian didn't know that these blue souls turned into evil spirits, and he didn't know that later, he turned into an immortal body because of the curse.
His body had been burned black, and his ears could no longer hear the sound. The pain stimulated his brain, but Sima Tian did not wail.
He is still laughing and crying...
He could not hear the insults of those blue souls at him, and the world suddenly became quiet. It seemed that God had mercy on him, gave him a last chance, and finally fulfilled his wish.
Sima Tian hoped to die so quietly, and no one would wake him up, and he would never wake up in a dream...
However, some people say that the most unlucky thing is not that you die, but that you are determined to die, but you are not even qualified to die.
When the first blue soul fell from the sky and rushed into his body, he felt that his soul seemed to be smashed hard by someone else with a heavy punch.
However, without stopping, he saw all the green souls in the sky rushing down and sinking into his body. He felt his soul being constantly impacted. I felt sadly wanting to vomit, but my mouth was gone and my tongue was gone.
He could no longer vomit because his body was burnt.
But, a miracle happened!
He is still alive, his consciousness is still awake, and his thoughts are still there! Moreover, he saw his burned body constantly recovering and recovering. At this moment, Sima Tian felt like he had become a monster!
When it rained slowly in the sky, and when the flames in the ancestral hall and yard were extinguished by the rain, he sat naked in the rain, watching the once glorious Sima family completely shattered.
But he survived, and was unscathed.
"Why, am I still alive?"
He asked himself that the rain slowly flowed through his side face along his long black hair, and the black smoke was followed by countless white smoke. He raised his head and saw the gray sky. He was confirming whether he had reached the underworld but did not know.
However, at this moment, a man walked down from the sky, a very handsome man, also wearing a long robe and long black hair. If it weren't for the evil smile on his lips, Sima Tian would have thought that this person was himself.
Sima Tian saw that he came from the air and walked in layers of white smoke, like a legendary god.
Gods exist, Sima Tian knows that someone has attained enlightenment and ascended to the forefront in the history of the Sima family.
However, that happened a long time ago. He had never seen a real god, so he thought that the man who came from the sky was a god.
The rain fell from the sky, just like the heaven crying because of the destruction of the Sima family, but no drop of rain fell on the body of this immortal.
"It's so magical. There's such a curse. I really don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster for you."
He heard the gods muttering to themselves, floating opposite him, looking at himself with an animal-like look. Sima Tian knew what to say at this time.
For example: God saves me. You accept me as your disciple. Can you take me away? After all, not everyone can meet a god.
However, Sima Tian chose not to say anything, because what he needed was death, not redemption.
Under his arrangement, he should have been buried in the sea of fire at this time. For his tragic life and his already rotten heart, death is the greatest comfort.
However, at this moment, he saw the immortal reaching out his hand and put it on his forehead, touching his long wet hair, and the evil smile on his face turned into a calm smile.
The heavy rain in the sky stopped at some point. Logically, it should have fallen for a long time. The sunlight was revealed from behind the dark clouds. It was really golden, but it made Sima Tian feel very disgusted.
He has never liked the sun since he was a child, nor did he liked the moonlight. He felt that the sunlight was too bright and the moonlight was too gentle. He liked the starlight, those small beautiful stars that always blinked at you.
However, it was obvious that the appearance of the sunlight at this moment gave the immortal a good mood.
"You are cursed and will never die again, but you will not be saved. You will live alone in the world, and only loneliness will accompany you. Learn to protect yourself, otherwise, many people will bully you as a monster in the future."
Sima Tian didn't understand why this handsome man was so long-winded.
He said that he was cursed and said that he would never die again, which made Sima Tian very upset. The gods always said the right thing, and he wanted to die, but he couldn't.
“It’s really unlucky.”
Sima Tian sighed softly in his heart. Perhaps he was the only one in the world who would sigh because he couldn't die.
"Be my disciple, I am the strongest monk in the world."
The god wants to accept himself as his disciple, which is a dream for anyone. However, for Sima Tian, who is sad in his heart, everything is fine and nothing matters.
"oh."
He just answered simply, and then nodded to the god.
In the sun, the immortal smiled awkwardly, pinched Sima Tian's nose and said, "What a weird child. What's your name?"
Sima Tian heard him asking his name, so he spoke mechanized.
"Sima Tian."
The immortal smiled and took a bamboo slip from somewhere to hand it into his hand. Sima Tian felt a little heavy when he held it.
"My name is Xu Fo, and I will be your master from now on. This technique is not a good thing, it is Xingsu Jue. Master, I have to leave for a while if I have something to do. You can practice this technique first. In the future, the master will come back to find you after doing something. Remember, you are my disciple Xu Fo and the only disciple."
Finally, the god left, leaving behind a clean white robe, and disappeared into the horizon.
Sima Tian was still sitting on the ground, looking at the Taoist robe and the bamboo slips in his hand, he stretched out his hand and smashed his arm hard with the stone on the ground.
The flesh and blood were blurred, and the broken bones pierced the skin, and the cracks were vaguely visible.
However, Sima Tian had no expression. He watched his arms heal quickly, and in the end he did not even leave a scar.
At this moment, he was sure that he really couldn't die.
Putting on a white Taoist robe and holding the bamboo slips of the starry sky, Sima Tian slowly walked out of the dilapidated Sima family and walked towards the direction of the downhill mountain.
His long black hair danced lightly in the wind, and he, barefoot, embarked on a lonely road from that day on.
Xu Fo was flying in the sky, and he was in a good mood because he accidentally passed by the world today, but he accepted such an outstanding apprentice with special physique.
He likes weird children, and Sima Tian is the weirdest one. He also likes handsome children, and Sima Tian is more handsome than himself.
At this point in time, Xu Fo was flying in the air with a smile, while Sima Tian walked calmly on the ground.
No one had ever thought that in more than 500 years, they would stand in the nameless palace and fight each other.
Chapter completed!