When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

Infernal Hell, also known as Avici Hell, is the most bitter and cold place among the eight hells.But all those detained here are people who have committed serious crimes. It is recorded in the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Bodhisattva Sutra that there are five careers in Wujian, uninterrupted interest and fruit, uninterrupted suffering, uninterrupted time, uninterrupted life, and inexhaustible body shape.In the world, only here is the place where the fate is eternal, and the punishment for crimes is also eternal, and the world cannot enter reincarnation again.

You can't live, you can't die.

They have been tortured here for 500 years since the blade broke.It is said that there are countless sinful souls in Wujian, and there are no gaps in the body, but no one knows that there is such an empty corner hidden in Abi Hell.

"Do you know why this place is quiet, and the howling waves of the sea of ​​resentment can hardly be heard?"

The Demon God supported the blade and stood up, leaning on Gu Rongjing's stiff shoulders and turned to the bank of the Red River. The river was turbid and smelly. When the waves rolled over, layers of hot air were spread out, and after a while, it condensed into a thin mist in the air.

"This is the molten river in the center of the earth, the deepest core of Fengdu."

He leaned against Gu Rongjing's livid face, and his deep voice rang in his ears, every word seemed like a much-worn awl hitting the eardrum, once and for all, it obviously couldn't pierce the drum surface, but it was extremely tormenting, "The heat and cold in the eight hells are here from now on. If this ground river is drained, the entire Fengdu will collapse and cease to exist. No matter whether it is a ghost or a ghost, as long as there is a little bit of this scalding river water, it will melt to the bone, Since then, it has dissipated in the six realms."

The Demon God sighed softly, his eyes slid down to Gu Rongjing's slightly wet sleeves, and his tone was slightly mocking, "Just now you walked across this red river with water, but you never lost your soul... Do you understand?"

"Ever since Shenjun made the Jade Blood Knife, we have never had to decide our own lives. Have you ever thought that Jinbrah Shenjun is already a great power to overcome the catastrophe, and no matter how ridiculous the cultivation world is, it is worth it Offending a god who is about to ascend to heaven for a murder case?"

"Think about it again, the magic knife was chopped into two halves in the land of no one, why did it suddenly fall to Fengdu?" Under the Red River, for hundreds of years, it was washed and tortured by the river water day by day, before it finally "transformed". However, not long after, the soul was forcibly cut into two halves, and the half became a god, sealed with all the power of the magic knife Here; the other half is the soul. In order to make the magic knife aggravate the debt and strengthen the power of resentment, they released this half from the hell realm and put it into the hungry ghost realm and animal realm for 70 years...then they got a most injustice. The evil is pure and true to the human soul."

Together, the souls who would have been loyal to them until death.

So far, it is self-evident who is the soul.

The knife is originally a weapon with a strong evil spirit, but because the gods put their emotions into it when casting the knife, it was finally cast into a loyal guardian knife.This half of his god represents the heaviest and most original killing intent of the blade, while the other half of his soul is the compassion and love that the gods should not have when they forged the sword.

Those people put this half of the soul into the three evil ways and went through hardships to suppress his original xinxing, just to create a truly loyal and useful weapon when the two become one in the future.

This also led to the contradiction between the most yang and the most evil in the fate of this half of the soul after it was put into the human realm.

This knife has killed tens of millions of people, but it cannot help itself again and again.

Thinking about it carefully, these tens of thousands of years seem to belong to very little of their time.After all, they are no different from Huo Xuan.It's just that Huo Xuan is luckier than them, no matter what happened in his life, now that he is dead, his sins are gone.But for Jade Blood Knife, perhaps if the world does not disappear, the fate cannot be dispelled.

This is the truly desperate and inescapable fate.

Gu Rongjing staggered slightly, before he could speak, the Demon God couldn't wait to see his expression.

At this moment, he was not happy, let alone relieved, but happy. He wanted to see another painful expression of himself, as if the world was collapsing.

Why is he suffering endlessly, but the other has forgotten the past?Gu Rongjing has enjoyed himself in the world for 20 years, but he has never had a single day of freedom.Only by letting the other party feel the same suffering, can he soothe the pain in his heart for hundreds of years.

After a long silence, Gu Rongjing raised his face slightly, his face was extremely pale, but his expression disappointed him, even unexpectedly.

"The magic knife fell into the land of no one, why did it fall here?"

His tone was calm, and the 'Devil God' couldn't help being stunned, feeling a little complicated, "At this time, do you still remember to ask me this?"

Instead of being angry and sad about your life experience, but struggling with this? ? ?

"I asked you, and you answered accordingly."

"..." He was a little displeased, but he still said, "You have been in the human world for so many years, you should have heard that there is a desert outside the land of no man, and there is a sea of ​​suffering inside. But you probably don't know that the top of the sky of the endless hell—— "

He pointed to the top of his head, "It is the Buddha's son who wants to cross the sea of ​​suffering of thousands of people."

His tone was full of sarcasm.

Gu Rongjing looked subconsciously, and there was a dark and gloomy night in front of him, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a sea was pressing on it.He frowned slightly, "Since you said that this is the endless hell, the darkest and deepest place in Fengdu, then it is naturally the hell going up, how can it meet the sea of ​​suffering?"

The Demon God said: "There is a huge vortex in the depths of this bitter sea, the suction is enough to crush dozens of ancient giant beasts. In the early years when the gods and beasts were not extinct, huge monsters would often step across the surface of the sea and be caught in the vortex accidentally. The bones of these monsters fell Entering the Red River, because of the abundance of spiritual power, it is hard to get rid of it for ten thousand years. You only need to scoop up the lake water and you will know."

Hearing this, Gu Rongjing bent down to pick up a ladle, and the bloody river water slipped from between his fingers, leaving some fine debris in his palm. After careful identification, some of them really looked like bones.

If, according to what the demon god said, ordinary people melted in the river for a moment, these giants have not completely dissolved in ten thousand years, which is enough to imagine the appearance of the prosperous aura back then.

"Above Wujian is the underworld, but the vortex is connected to the center of the Red River, forming a magical passage. The lakes on both sides are flooded, and they communicate with each other. Therefore, this is the only way that can lead to the underworld in the human world."

After the words fell, Gu Rongjing paused slightly, and looked up at the top of the sky, "So, can you get out of this vortex?"

The Demon God said: "Naturally."

"Then Wen Fei also entered the underworld from there? Those giants can be torn apart by the vortex, but he is only at the Mahayana stage."

His tone was indifferent, and it was obvious that he did not fully believe in the words of the Demon God.

"Of course he didn't come in from there." The Demon God sneered, "What kind of Beiming Demon Lord sounds majestic, but it can only scare mortals. After all, it is just scraps on the chessboard."

In terms of strength, hundreds of years ago, there was only one person who was worthy of a fight with him. Such a thing...is not enough to look at in front of him.

Although he confides a lot, there are also concealments in his words.Since he didn't say anything, he couldn't find out by asking.Gu Rongjing simply changed the subject, "Do you know where that vortex is?"

"There is nothing here that I don't understand." The Demon God raised his eyebrows, "But I advise you not to think about it, otherwise you will definitely die."

"You mean, I will be torn apart by this vortex?"

Gu Rongjing glanced at the rolling Red River beside him, "But this river water has no effect on me."

"It can't be compared. This one is afraid that you will find death." The demon god nodded again, and said in a calm tone, "The other one is afraid that you will survive."

A gate of life, a gate of death, and lakes and waters communicate with each other, forming a natural prison. Its life is honored, and its death is also mourned.

"There is only one way to get out."

he said.

After the words fell, the demon god closed his mouth and waited for Gu Rongjing's reaction, but his expression was calm, neither surprised nor surprised.He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Did you guess it?"

Gu Rongjing's eyes fell on the half-broken knife.

He is not a fool.

From the time when Jiaolong lured him to draw the sword, to the current situation, how could he not understand that by pulling out this sword, he can regain his original strength, and climb to the top of the Mahayana in the future, turning the clouds and rains in the palm of his hand.

But the price is the combination of spirit and soul.

He will become a knife in the hands of the people behind the scenes again.

From the very beginning, Wen Fei's goal was herself.Zhao Sheng is the bait, and Yao Wangxian is also the bait. Bringing him here is to force him to make a decision.

To be a person who is worse than death, or to be a demon lingering on his last breath.

...but he didn't want to.

He wants neither.

If he had been struggling until now, and it was still going to be the ending in the illusion of Xijianchi, why did he meet the master?This kind of fate to meet, might as well be said to be a disappointment.

He had already expressed his attitude without answering. After a long time, the demon god slightly closed his eyelids, with a bit of mockery and relief in his expression.

"It's a good thing you didn't agree, otherwise I would really look down on you."

If Gu Rongjing pulls out this sword, his spirit returns to his place, and the demon god possesses all the power of the magic sword, Gu Rongjing will only be swallowed by him.Leaving this sea of ​​suffering with the cultivation base of the transcending tribulation period is their only choice right now.

But what's the point of going out?The fusion of mind and soul, the evil energy of these hundreds of years cannot be suppressed, the evil energy will only overwhelm the good thoughts in his heart, shatter his last rationality, and become a knife driven by others at will.

Those people only gave this one a way out.

Every step is involuntary.

Jin Fan Shenjun never escaped, Huo Xuan was deeply involved, Wen Fei was willing to be used, who among them would have a happy ending?It has been used for tens of thousands of years, if Gu Rongjing can still swallow this breath and seek a meager life, then...he doesn't mind destroying this half of his soul with his own hands.

But unexpectedly, Gu Rongjing shook his head.

"None of us will stay here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon God watched helplessly as he took off his outer robe to cover the broken knife, sealed several large acupoints, and destroyed the right meridian without changing his face!

He gasped suddenly, "You're crazy!!"

Although the abolished meridian can continue, the pain is no less than cutting out the flesh and bones, and if the root cause of the disease is not treated in time, it will be like Xianyu, and there will be considerable obstacles in the future path of cultivation.

How could Gu Rongjing not know?

Coupled with the pain of hot and cold needles, there were large patches of cold sweat on his forehead, his teeth bit his lip, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak, all supported by perseverance.

But other than that, there is no other way.

Seeing him staggering to stand up, the demon god seemed to reach out to pull out the knife, and quickly leaned forward to stop him, "Are you trying to abolish the meridians and prevent the devil energy from entering the body? It's useless, you can't control the knife at all with your strength." , even if you barely pick it up, you can't take it through the vortex!"

"..." Gu Rongjing gritted his teeth, "I know."

"You know you still—"

"So, I can't be the one who draws the sword."

Gu Rongjing raised his sweaty face, every word he uttered seemed to drain his spiritual power, his face was obviously pale and frighteningly pale, but his eyes were firm.

The Demon God was momentarily stunned by his gaze.

"You..." He was stunned for a long time before he recovered his voice, "You want me to possess the magic knife? Do you know..."

Do you know that there is no difference between my possession and your sword drawing.

He is a sword, without the compassion bestowed by the gods, the half of Gu Rongjing's soul behind him will only fall into a deep sleep. When he gets control of this body, if Gu Rongjing doesn't wake up, the demon god can't control it and completely falls into the devil. There is no room for change.

"I know."

Gu Rongjing leaned over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He knew that he was just betting.

The Demon God frowned, "Why are you doing this?"

Freedom is precious, but if it is the freedom of 'letting others be slaughtered', then it is worth noting.Why take such a big risk?

But Gu Rongjing didn't answer.

"He once had a person who he really wanted to save but didn't take away..." Gu Rongjing leaned over and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Whether it's you or me, you shouldn't stay here...I will take you out."

He is the disciple of Taoist Lord Yuqing, the only disciple he swore to be in this life, and the name he personally wrote down in the genealogy.Whether it is him or the demon god, the sword that will end his life can only be held in the hands of the master.

The demon god's clenched fist dug into the flesh, and then slowly let go.

The next moment, Gu Rongjing raised his hand towards the Jade Blood Knife, his spiritual power fluctuated, and the water in the Red River instantly surged by tens of feet. Suddenly, the devilish energy was born, and he roared amidst the wind and blood rain with blood in his mouth: "Hurry up!"

There was no time to react, almost in an instant, that weak soul turned into a ray of light and melted into his heart. The wailing circled back and forth in the barrier, miasma gas and devil gas mixed with thick magma burst out of the ground, and the green blood knife radiated brilliant light, emitting countless blades of sword energy, almost cutting people into pieces.Gu Rongjing held the knife and uttered a painful roar, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already a thick blue in the shadow of the sword——

Gu Rongjing, no, the demon god drew his sword angrily, and dozens of deep fissures opened on the surface of the ground. The green blood knife, which was stained with tens of thousands of years of magic energy, let out a heavy and unfair cry, and the broken rocks on the mountain wall trembled. The next moment, six streams of red river magma The vortex smashed down vertically, the water column splashed, and the scorching earth air from the pavement almost burned the entire Infernal Hell to ashes! !

The lava was close at hand, and when the eyes were filled with bright flames, the Demon God suddenly remembered a dream he had not long ago.

Thinking of him in the dream, he was like a marionette, walking according to the set trajectory, and the little bit of freedom left was so stupid in the eyes of heaven and earth.

Thinking back to the flood that day, someone reached out to him and said, come here, I will take you away.