Looking at the whole world, the only one who can have such resentment and hate Hua Jiu Nan is the blood coffin that buried the other half of the world!
The bluestone coffin was buried halfway up the mountain, containing half of Buzhou Mountain (Note 1) and the bones of creatures that died in the great flood.
That is, something tangible.
The other half buried in the blood coffin is the soul of the dead.
Invisible spirit.
Therefore, in ancient times, it was customary to call bluestone coffins "corpse tombs" and blood coffins "coffins."
Seeing the blood coffin getting closer and closer to him, and listening to the increasingly vicious curses, Hua Jiunan was not panicked, angry or frightened.
Instead, he stepped down from Mr. Chang Ba's back step by step, lit three soul-revering incense sticks on the ground, and bowed respectfully three times to the blood coffin.
Xiao Wuxin and Chang Baye were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then immediately understood Hua Jiunan's mood.
He also saluted the blood coffin.
The blood coffin stopped trembling in front of the three pillars of requiem incense, and the ghosts' cries of injustice became even more noisy.
After a moment, countless voices came out from the ever-changing faces on the blood coffin at the same time.
"Hua Jiunan, it's useless for you to worship me!"
"If I don't kill you, if I don't cut your body into thousands of pieces and eat it, it won't be enough to appease the eternal grievances of us!"
Hua Jiunan shook his head slowly, with a touch of sadness on his face.
The kind of sadness that comes from understanding the injustice and pain of half of the world's creatures.
"Whether it is the will of God (Note 2) or the struggle for the throne, what happened back then was a catastrophe caused by my lineage."
"This prayer is just to express my feelings and has no other meaning."
"If you want to kill me, you can do it, but I will never sit still and wait for death!"
The blood coffin trembled even more violently after hearing this, but the grimace on it still opened its mouth and quickly sucked up the three requiems.
It can be regarded as accepting Hua Jiunan’s “intention”.
Of course, this does not mean that the two sides have resolved their hatred.
It’s the same sentence: Whether it’s God’s will or the struggle for the throne, in short, the extinction of ancient alien species is inseparable from the lineage of Zhiren.
This hatred can only be quelled by blood!
After the ceremony is completed, "the long sword is unsheathed":
Hua Jiunan turned around and climbed onto the skeleton throne on Master Chang Ba's back, and the heavy armor of white bones spread all over his body.
The eight swords are floating behind him, and the green piano is lying across his knees in front of him.
Under the illumination of the sky-reaching divine fire, the masks on his and Wu Xin's faces looked even more mysterious and simple.
Nowadays, the little guy who has completely merged with Buddha and Demon can control the killing in his heart even if he wears a mask for a short period of time.
He was just preparing for his "transformation".
Let the "dust in your heart" go!
Brother is Xiao Wuxin's "heart". If the heart is gone, where will the dust be?
On the other side, the bluestone coffin also slowly opened a gap, and roars came from inside and filled the night sky.
It was as if a demon that had been suppressed for endless years was awakening from the blazing fire of hell.
The weather, which was already bone-chilling, instantly became even colder.
It was so cold that a layer of frost condensed on Hua Jiunan's heavy bone armor.
If you move even a little bit, ice chips will continue to fall.
This situation shocked Hua Jiunan: It seems that the blood coffin is far more terrifying than the bluestone coffin!
At the critical moment when the two sides were at war with each other, bursts of rosy scent came.
I saw an old green cow walking slowly through the air, holding a green pine branch in its mouth.
Seeing this, Hua Jiunan quickly took off his mask and bowed down.
"Xiaojiu pays homage to Grandpa Shu!"
"Grandpa Shu, you are finally back! Xiaojiu, I am particularly worried...I miss you!"
Not only Hua Jiunan, but also Xiao Wuxin and Chang Baye also hurriedly bowed down.
One called the tree god and the other called grandpa. They kept calling.
Old Song remained as peaceful as ever, even though many wounds were clearly visible on his body.
There were even faint traces of blood.
"Good children, please get up."
"Grandpa misses you too, and misses everyone in the courtyard."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Song slowly "walked" to Hua Jiu Nan.
"Xiao Jiu, get on Grandpa's back. Grandpa will carry you this time."
"Wuxin, when you sit on Xiaojiu's throne, I'll ask Xiaoba of the Chang family to carry you alone to fight."
Song Lao threw the pine branches out of his mouth as he spoke.
The pine branch "falls to the ground and takes root", and in a blink of an eye it grows into an evergreen pine.
It is like a canopy rooted in the void, shrouding the head of Hua Jiu Nan.
Note 1: Buzhou Mountain was originally called Zhou Mountain, which supports the heaven and earth.
Zhou means complete and Zhou Zheng.
Later, he was knocked down in a great battle, the sky collapsed, and floods fell from the sky.
Since then, it has been renamed Buzhou Mountain, which means that the world will no longer be perfect from now on.
Note 2: Why is it said that the extinction of ancient alien species was caused by God's will?
The power of ancient creatures is well known.
If they are not exterminated, there will be no room for human survival.
In the face of the survival of the race, there is no justice or evil, everything is for the continuation of the bloodline...