Zhou Hui's Black History

Glazed sky, blue sea and clouds.

The phoenix pushed open the palace gate several feet high, crossed the gilded jade-laid threshold, and opened a lobby with extremely high copper-cast gold bricks in front of it. The statues of the Buddhas at the front were either laughing or angry, with different expressions, with a magnificent and towering golden body, straight into the sky.

This tall and majestic golden light is as if the statue of gods is overwhelming at any time. Just a glance makes people feel scared. It seems that as long as you don’t kneel down and convert with all your heart, the next moment will be filled with anger and thunder, pressing you to pieces and crushing your heart to pieces.

The phoenix walked through the fearless brick lobby, stood in front of one of the statues of the Venerable, lit incense and worshipped, and took a step back.

The golden light suddenly appeared in front of the statue of the Venerable, and slowly outlined a lotus platform that was more than ten feet high in the void. On it was sitting upright, the Majestic Venerable Bati, who had his hands folded together.

"You are finally here, the Prince of Phoenix." The Venerable sat upright and leaned over and bowed slightly and said, "I thought you would never go back to the heavens again. Then Zhou Hui is waiting for you outside?"

Instead of using "that monster", he called Zhou Hui's name directly, causing the Phoenix to look slightly, and he also replied with a bow: "Yes. Some time ago, because King Asura was rude, I misunderstood the will of the Venerable..."

The Master Bati waved his hand to show that it was okay: "So did Your Highness come back to Liulitian to see me because he discovered something strange about himself?"

The Phoenix was silent for a moment, and seemed a little difficult to speak of.

"I have been irritable recently and suddenly lost all my mind. One day I even wanted to kill Zhou Hui..."

It was late one night on the bed. The phoenix was blurred in the fierce collision. Suddenly, there was no warning in his heart that a strong irritability surged into his heart, and instantly turned into a stream of fire through his limbs, causing him to open his eyes suddenly.

In fact, Phoenix has a very high tolerance for pain. In the hot embrace of his skin, he can endure even the severe pain in silence, without even making any sound. However, at that moment, the sudden burst of anger could not even control himself, as if someone suddenly controlled his body, and in an instant he pushed Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui didn't realize what was going on, so he immediately rushed up and grabbed him, and asked hoarsely: "Does it hurt? How much does it hurt?"

Phoenix stared at him, trying hard to say something, but lost consciousness the next moment.

When he regained his mind, he saw the bed overturned, the ground was messy, and the cabin was almost damaged. He was holding a knife in his hand, and Zhou Hui pressed it tightly to the ground to grab his wrist, and his body was covered in cold sweat and almost soaked his robe.

"Why...what is going on?" Fenghuang said blankly, and then she found several long scratches from Zhou Hui's chest to abdomen, which were deep enough to see the bones. He almost grabbed his internal organs, and blood mixed with minced meat flowed all over the floor.

Phoenix suddenly turned over and sat up: "Zhou Hui! What's wrong with you? What's going on?"

Zhou Hui covered the wound with one hand and held him in his arms with the other hand, tremblingly patted his back soaked in cold sweat: "It's okay, you fainted just now... It's okay, it's okay..."

Afterwards, Fenghuang realized that after losing consciousness that night, he suddenly began to attack Zhou Hui like crazy. His moves were fierce and his face was hushed, like a doll controlled by someone. Everything was done by himself without consciousness.

If Zhou Hui had reacted a little slower, he would have become a corpse now.

Zhou Hui was cared for a while but said nothing. He tried to make the dull Phoenix happy every day. He seemed to really not take this matter seriously. He rebuilt the cabin a few days later, carried dozens of huge logs from the Red Devils forest and came back to cut and saw them and build them, so as to prove to the Phoenix that the small injury was nothing at all and was almost healed.

Under his performance, although Phoenix was frightened inside, he could barely remain calm on the surface.

Until late at night a few days ago, the same thing happened again.

Phoenix was vague and did not say what kind of situation would happen every time he lost his mind. Master Bati didn't ask too much, and then pondered for a moment and said, "The last time I told Your Highness to return to Mount Sumeru was because I remembered the related problems... If I guessed correctly, when your soul is weak to a certain extent, your mind may be controlled by another person."

He didn't say who it was, but Phoenix understood instantly, and his face changed suddenly: "He wants to kill Zhou Hui?"

The Venerable Bati closed his eyes and refused to answer.

"No, it would be easy for Shaka to kill Zhou Hui if he intentionally wanted to kill him. Why use this method?!"

The hall fell into silence, and the venerable was silent for a while, as if he wanted to speak but stopped.

"...I don't know," he finally admitted: "I have been practicing Buddha for thousands of years and deeply realized that I have mastered the Buddha's heart. But since the last time the Buddha entered Mount Buzhou and brought you back to the thirty-third level of heaven, I feel more and more that the Buddha seems to be getting different in some places..."

The Venerable paused and said, "Especially... in matters related to you, Your Highness."

The Phoenix was slightly stunned.

The temple is surrounded by sandalwood, like invisible clouds and smoke. The Buddhist temple of Heavenly Dao has always been magnificent and magnificent. The white mountains and black waters of the four evil paths are simply incomparable to it. Zhou Hui's simple wooden house located on Mount Buzhou is probably not even qualified to build a thatched house in front of such a wealthy and solemn pagoda.

However, when Phoenix stood on the pure gold floor tiles covering the entire Buddhist temple, surrounded by precious sandalwood that was rare in the world, she felt chills all over her body.

"I am so frank," said the Venerable gentlely, "Your Highness has moved his heart. Is it true that he truly loves the hell demon, or is it because he is free from cause and effect, and is it because you are destined to be the one you are destined to?"

At that moment, what suddenly appeared in Phoenix's mind was not the eternal wind and snow of the temple on the top of Xuebao Mountain, but the desolate plains of Buzhou Mountain, the simple hut full of red Shura flowers, and the fiery and true hugs in the severe pain.

"...I don't know," Phoenix murmured, "I still...I don't know."

The Venerable looked at the phoenix on the ground. Such a person with great wisdom and great perfection always had great enlightenment and compassion in his eyes, but his confusion at this moment was no less than that of a phoenix.

"Your Highness, if you insist on staying in hell, it may cause even more unpredictable consequences. If you are controlled again, you may really kill Zhou Hui inadvertently; and if Zhou Hui defends himself and hurts you, he will be directly chopped into pieces by the heavenly punishment." The Venerable sighed and said, "For the sake of this, you might as well go back to Mount Sumeru to calm this storm. If you really can't find a solution in the future, you can seal the six consciousnesses, isolate your soul, and eliminate the possibility of being controlled... How about it?"

Phoenix stood there for a while, and his heart was blank.

After a while, he whispered softly: "I'll think about it again."

·

Outside the palace of blue sea and clouds, there is a nine-foot high platform.

Zhou Hui sat on the white jade steps, holding his forehead with one hand and holding a knife with the other, looking absent-mindedly at the sea of ​​clouds tumbling under his feet.

The snow-capped goddess with silver hair slowly walked down the steps. When she passed by Zhou Hui, she paused slightly, her eyes flowed, and she asked with a smile: "Are you waiting for the Phoenix King?"

Zhou Hui recognized her as the woman standing on the city tower that day on the battlefield, and also knew that she was said to have an engagement with Phoenix. She lazily picked her eyes: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just look at the Hell Demon, it's like this." The Snow Mountain Goddess looked up and down at Zhou Hui, her eyes lingering on his strong shoulders and arms, and said with a smile: "I have also been to Hell Blood Sea. I know that only women in the Asura tribe are charming and charming, and most men are ugly. But I didn't expect that the monsters would look so handsome in their human body... Have you ever seen the Asura girl?"

"See, what?"

The goddess' tone was slightly provocative: "So what compared to me?"

Having said that, the one who doesn't understand is a fool.

Zhou Hui's first reaction was actually absurd, but then, the speculation and cunning in the monster's instinct made an almost impossible solution pass through his heart.

"...Asura Tao is ultimately a demon Tao," he paused and said lazily: "You are the goddess of heaven, why are you compared with them?"

The Snow Mountain Goddess stroked her slender fingers through the corners of her eyes, as if she heard her most satisfied answer, showing a charming and charming smile.

"You can speak, no wonder you touched the Phoenix Mingwang... Do you know? You have a good vision. The Phoenix Mingwang's soul is truly seldom and pure. You are sometimes very envious of the gods of my level."

She leaned over and stared at Zhou Hui's eyes at close range, revealing a delicate breast at this angle, which was dazzlingly white: "Because of this, Mount Sumeru will not let the Phoenix King stay in hell for too long. You must be prepared - hurry up and practice hard, handsome guy."

Zhou Hui's eyes changed slightly, but she blinked at herself very provocatively, got up and passed by.

Zhou Hui's eyebrows jumped and he suddenly turned around. Sure enough, he saw that the Buddhist temple in the distance had disappeared, and the Phoenix was turning around and looking at all this.

He had no expression on his face, but he must have seen the scene just now.

The goddess of the snow-capped mountains walked towards Ena, walked over the high threshold of the Buddhist temple, and walked towards the Prince of Phoenix. She seemed to smile and said something. Phoenix looked at Zhou Hui and shook her head.

The goddess's expression remained unchanged and continued to persuade with a smile. It took about half a cup of tea to see Phoenix nod and replied briefly, and walked past her out of the Buddhist temple.

Zhou Hui looked behind him, and the eyes of the Snow Mountain Goddess looked over, showing a confident and sexy and provocative smile.

"I just just..." Zhou Hui came forward to explain, but was interrupted by Phoenix: "I may need to go back to Mount Sumeru."

Zhou Hui glanced at the goddess of the snow-capped mountains not far away from the corner of his eyes, and his face changed slightly: "Why?"

His worries were actually very obvious, but Phoenix was worried and did not notice his reaction.

"…There are some things on Mount Sumeru..." He said softly, "I have to solve it before I can go back to hell..."

·

A lot of things happened in the year when Phoenix returned to Mount Sumeru.

In fact, for a person like Phoenix who can kneel for hundreds of years, there is no difference between days and years. Time is chaotic and still for him. He often ignores the passage of time in his meditation. Anyway, he is the only one in the temple. Even if it does not appear for hundreds or even thousands of years, no one will notice his disappearance.

However, for Zhou Hui, the smoke and all kinds of absurdity that year were unforgettable.

The past between him and the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti happened this year and soon achieved the result he wanted - Shakti proposed to the Ming King of the Three Descendants to terminate the engagement with the Ming King of the Phoenix and remarry and go to the sea of ​​blood of hell.

Before the Ming King of the Three Descendants had time to get angry, the news spread throughout the thirty-third heavens. The Ming King of the Phoenix suddenly dropped the true fire from the top of the glacier and burned Shakti's temple all over.

——This is beyond everyone’s expectations.

The Prince of Phoenix, a person who is high on the forbidden area on the top of a mountain, only has a sense of existence when clearing hell; this person who is as silent, firm, cold and ruthless as the eternal glacier, often without saying a word for hundreds or thousands of years; he can actually be furious because of this matter, and burned up all the palaces that symbolize the status of the goddess of the Snow Mountain Goddess without saying a word.

Then, the Phoenix Ming King went down to Mount Sumeru again and resolutely left the thirty-third heaven.

According to legend, when the Prince of Phoenix Ming left, Zhuang Sanshi brought the goddess of snow mountain to block him on the surface of the sky and silver sea in Zhaofupoti. At that time, the sea was covered with smoke and water, and silver light flashed. The goddess of snow mountain confronted her and asked coldly: "What are you planning?"

Zhou Hui raised his foot and walked towards him, but was stopped by Fenghuang: "It's not your business."

When he said this, his face was cold and expressionless. Zhou Hui immediately stopped and said in vain: "I..."

——The Snow Mountain Goddess stared at Zhou Hui while staring at him, and her heart was so nameless that she was so angry. She could not imagine that this handsome, cold, and uneasy man looked like in front of the Phoenix Ming King, and he seemed to have completely changed!

Zhuang Sanshi saw something wrong, and immediately stepped forward to block the goddess of the Snow Mountain, barely suppressed his anger and looked straight at the Phoenix Ming King: "Phoenix! You burned Shakti's temple without authorization. I came here today to ask, what do you plan to explain this? Do you think the Phoenix Temple is in a forbidden area, and our five Ming Kings of Tantric Buddhism cannot burn it back?!"

Zhou Hui wanted to say something again, but Phoenix interrupted him: "Yes."

"you--!"

"I'll burn it, so what about you?"

Phoenix's tone was unscrupulous, which was completely different from his usual taciturn appearance.

Zhuang Sanshi couldn't come down to Taiwan in front of Zhou Hui. He was angry and said angrily: "You left Mount Sumeru privately and destroyed the Snow Mountain Temple. This matter cannot be done like this! If you dare to resist the way of heaven and Buddha's will, today's situation will definitely be absolutely unhealthy!"

"——Oh, why is it a bad law?"

Zhuang Sanshi thought for a while and said, "Unless you go back to Mount Sumeru now and burn the temple to apologize to the Buddha, I can also bring down the thunder. At that time, the Tianyin Sea will be ruined thousands of miles away, don't blame me for being really--"

A light and slightly sarcastic smile flashed in the Phoenix's eyes.

He stretched out his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning suddenly burst out, and layers of blood were emitted from the sea surface where the haze came. The phoenixes from ancient times in the deep sea resounded throughout the world, and huge black shadows slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, causing a frightening dull shock.
To be continued...