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Chapter 204 The past is like smoke one

"Brother, can he still be saved?"

"You'd better care about yourself first. I always thought you were the calmest one, but I didn't expect you to cause such a thing to me. Didn't you say that he was just a projection of spiritual thoughts, and if you don't have it, it will have no impact on the body?

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"Brother, how did you know?"

"How do I know that the underworld is so small that even a pinhole cannot escape my discernment? The reason why I don't show up is to let you remember it for a long time. At the same time, I want to see if there are any changes in his reincarnation, and I will not be in vain.

, you, and Hongxiu’s hard work.”

Having said this, King Chakravartin paused. When King Yama heard the name "Red Sleeves", his face couldn't help but twitch twice.

"Hey, to this day, you still can't let go and can't see through it. Yama, you are the most talented among the ten brothers. Even he said that you are the only one who has a chance to aspire to the throne of Immortal Emperor."

"Brother, I know my own affairs better than anyone else. You don't have to waste words to persuade me. Let go and see through. I can't do it, and I don't want to do it. Qingxuan and Hongxiu can't do it either. Twelve great wishes

, vowing not to become a Buddha before hell is empty is just an excuse for not wanting to become a Buddha. They still have a hope, a concern, and a reluctance in their hearts. The Immortal Emperor has not yet established his career. What a cold word, just a mere Immortal.

The loneliness brought about by this environment can drive people crazy. If you really become an Immortal Emperor, will there be any interest in living? Brother, aren't you lonely?"

King Yama smiled, but his smile was bitter and had mixed emotions.

"Loneliness, loneliness, so what, we can't go back. If time could go back to the days when we were sworn brothers, I wouldn't be surprised if I was the only one. But that is unrealistic. I know very well that people must learn to show respect to others.

Looking forward, even if you have to endure endless pain now, you must keep going. Even if you are physically and mentally exhausted, you must face life positively. I know you don't like to practice, so I let you take charge of the affairs of the underworld.

I hope it can relax your mind."

"Go on, I can't go on. At the moment when my soul started to burn, I felt that I was free. I didn't have to stay up all night because of guilt and regret, I didn't have to be helpless about the dark future, and I didn't have to worry about the feeling in my heart.

I am confused and unable to extricate myself from the love that should not exist."

"The catastrophe is approaching. That is our last chance. I know that no matter what I say now, I will not be able to enlighten you. There are some things that you need to understand by yourself. Outsiders will never be able to get involved. You go back to your Yama Palace. Next

It's up to you whether you want to practice cultivation or maintain the status quo, but remember one thing, don't worry about the eighteen levels of hell."

"What about him?" King Yama pointed at Feng Yu, who was lying motionless on the bed.

"Let him stay here. I still have something to ask him. Don't worry, he will be fine. This memory is very important to him, and it is also very important to us. I will not let him lose it."

King Yama turned around and left the Wheel of Wheels Hall. He didn't notice that Feng Yu's right index finger moved. Maybe it was because the amplitude was very slight, or maybe he didn't pay attention to it.

"Since you're awake, why pretend to be asleep?"

The wheel-turning king poured two cups of tea casually, picked up one cup and brought it to Feng Yu.

"What do you want?" Feng Yu did not take the cup of tea. King Luan Zhuan put the tea on the coffee table beside the bed, sat on a stone chair not far away, and took a leisurely sip of tea.

"I'm asking this question. It seems you know a lot. Let's talk about it."

"You are very powerful, so powerful that I cannot resist, but I will not surrender to you despicable guys."

"The adjective despicable sounds really uncomfortable. People have to learn to face reality. Since you yourself said you can't stand up to me, then don't deceive yourself by saying nonsense like surrender or not. Drink it. He used to like it the most

Yuqian Longjing, I think you will also like it."

"Pretentious, although I don't like the reincarnation of Huangquan Emperor Xiang Wentian, but I hate you bastards who use such despicable methods to deal with others. What is the difference between you and the group of people in the Eighteenth Level of Hell? Could it be that you succeeded?

, and they failed. Longjing before the rain is really ridiculous, the people are gone, but the tea is left. As the head of the Ten Palaces of Yama, don't you think you are too contradictory."

The imperial aura released by the Underworld Pearl subtly changes Feng Yu's temperament, turning him from a fledgling boy into a self-centered emperor. Once this temperament is formed, no one can overwhelm him with his aura.

, he is the master of heaven and earth. Although he is still far away from that step, this is the fact.

"Do you know that you are really like him? He is just as straightforward as you, just as ignorant of the ways of the world, just as not leaving any room for others, just as maverick and self-centered."

Unexpectedly, the King of Wheels was not angered by Feng Yu's harsh words. Instead, he spoke calmly, as if he was expressing his feelings to a good friend who had known him for many years.

"What happened back then that made you want to kill him and make him completely destroyed physically and mentally? I don't believe you did it for the status of the Lord of a Realm. I can read his feelings for King Yama from his eyes.

Do you have any difficulties with Xiang Wentian's guilt and regret for that incident?"

When King Yama was burning his soul, what he talked about the most was Hongxiu, and he only mentioned Xiang Wentian in one word, but Feng Yu could feel King Yama's complicated emotions towards Xiang Wentian, and didn't want to mention it more, because he didn't know where to start.

mentioned.

"How do you know it's not the case? The position of the Lord of a Realm has a strong attraction for everyone. The sense of accomplishment of controlling everything and dominating everything has fascinated countless people. Why do you think we are exceptions?"

"Based on the fact that I am still alive, and based on the subtle sadness in your eyes when you mention 'him', at least I believe that you and King Yama are not."

After hearing Feng Yu's words, the smile on the face of the Wheel King froze, and the teacup he held hung in the air. It seemed that even the time and space had stopped, the space was dusty and unchanged, and time stopped flowing.

"You are really annoying, really annoying. Don't you understand that everyone has their own secrets? You don't want others to know, and you don't want to hear your secrets from others."

The moment King Lun Zhuan spoke, Feng Yu regained consciousness. Time and space stopped. Even the world inside him stopped. Blood no longer flowed, vitality no longer circulated, life no longer passed, and even the Pearl of the Underworld no longer beat.

, endless silence, strong uneasiness causing inner panic.

At this moment, Feng Yu's back was wet, soaked with cold sweat. Killing intention broke into his mind regardless of the stillness of time and space. The killing intention in his heart was enough to kill him countless times. Feng Yu

He understood that the source of the murderous intention could only be the King of Wheels, and his words truly touched the heart of the King of Wheels at the deepest level.

"Do you want to hear me tell a story? This story is very long, but I think it can help you solve many doubts in your heart. If you are willing to listen, I will tell it to you. If you are not willing, I will send you away from the hell immediately.

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"I listen, I want to know the whole story, and I don't want me to blame a good person wrongly."

Feng Yu got a lot of information from Xiang Tianwen and Jiuyou Order, but they were all scattered memories. There were many places that couldn't be connected, and there were many places that were strange. He was not just curious about this, he wanted to know.

After everything is done, you can make a clear decision on how to deal with the relationship between yourself and Xiang Tianwen.

"This dusty memory begins when the ten of us brothers met Miss Qingxuan and Miss Hongxiu. Do you know who Qingxuan and Hongxiu are?"

"Miss Qingxuan is the powerful Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Buddhist world, and the girl with red sleeves is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld. I am not wrong."

"No, they do have this identity now, or they already had this identity before they met our brothers Shi Shi and Xiang Tianwen.

The ten of us brothers are all orphans. Because of some physical disabilities, we are often treated as monsters by the people around us. We have no father, no mother, no relatives, and we have never known what zuo'ai is or what it feels like to be loved.

, we have no money to study, and no one is willing to take us in even if we work as coolies. We sleep in the open air every day, and eat the scraps left by others. Sometimes we have to compete with wild dogs for food, and we are driven away and beaten when we beg.

We are the people who have been forgotten by God. We do not believe in gods and Buddhas, and we are not afraid of ghosts and gods. Since God treats me so coldly, why can't I despise heaven.

It was a stormy night, with thunder and lightning, and no one wanted to go out. After a day of hunger, we were hungry, cold and tired. In order to take shelter from the rain, we unknowingly walked to a strange altar. The altar was very broken and seemed to have been broken for thousands of years.

No one has ever set foot in it, and they say it is strange because we, who have been driven out all day long, have lived in almost all the ruined temples and houses within a hundred miles, or even several times, but we have never seen the altar.

But we were so tired at the time that we just wanted to find a place to lie down and forget the pain of hunger when we fell asleep. When we walked into the altar, we found that there was a lot of difference between the inside and the outside. It was neat, clean, warm and comfortable, and

Clean water and steaming white flour steamed buns.

I still remember the taste of the big white-flour steamed buns. They were fragrant, soft, and had a hint of sweetness. They were the most delicious food I have ever tasted in my life. The delicacies from both mountains and seas are not as good as the crumbs of that steamed bun."

"When a person is hungry, everything will taste delicious." Feng Yu did not expect that Yama of the Tenth Palace, who had the power of the Immortal Lord and Immortal Lord, would once feel happy for a big white-faced steamed bun that cost a few cents.

"It's not hunger, but gratitude. It was the first time in our lives that we ate clean food, and those steamed buns seemed to be carefully prepared for us."

While we were devouring the food, I noticed that the fifth brother was looking at something as if he had lost his mind. He even dropped the steamed buns in his hands to the ground. I looked along his line of sight and found a table with steamed buns and water for worship.

There are two Bodhisattva statues.

One statue has plum blossoms and light make-up, is ethereal and sacred, and has infinite compassion in its smile. People take one look at it and feel warm in their hearts. The other statue is dressed in black and red skirt, which is charming but agile, giving people a lively and cheerful feeling.

The fifth brother is fascinated by this statue."

"Are they the statues of two Bodhisattvas?"

"Hmm." Lunxuan Wang added water to his tea cup. Feng Yu had just recovered from his serious injury and his mouth and tongue were dry. He subconsciously picked up the Yuqian Longjing on the coffee table and drank it. It was sweet and refreshing, with endless aftertaste. No wonder Xiang Wen

God will like it, and Feng Yu seems to have fallen in love with this Longjing before the rain.


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