Three Realms, Two Lives, One Separation

Chapter 26

The blooming black lotus receded petal by petal from the inseparable chest, and the wind and rain rolled the rain and blew open the windows of the bedroom.

At this time, the sleeping hall was gloomy and empty, and all that could be heard was the sporadic sound of rainwater falling in a river.

Hunbuli slowly opened his eyes in such a cloudy and dark weather.

He has been asleep for too long, always adapting to the transition from darkness to light.

Looking around, the dormitory is built with clouds covering the sun, and the blue pavilion is not enough to describe its magnificence. Under this kind of momentum, it is unabashedly cold and empty, which can be described as:

The stone murals are blood-stained, and the cold sleeves are cold and windy.

Hunbuli opened the Aiyu covering his body, revealing the warm jade slab of Cangmo Mountain below him. What Hunbuli didn't know was that after the jade was made into a stone bed, it could resist the cold air in the hall.

The moment his inseparable feet touched the ground, the cold devilish energy coming out of the ground made him dizzy. He had woken up early from hibernation, but couldn't bear the coldness, and almost fell into a deep sleep again. .

Thanks to the emergence of the hidden lotus flower on his chest, he was able to protect the inseparable demon core in time, so that he was not swallowed by the cold devilish energy.

Hunbuli retreated to the warm jade slab without saying a word. He is used to keeping silent in front of the unknown.

The thinness of spiritual power made it almost impossible for him to use any spiritual arts.

Hunbuli knows that he can wake up, which means that this place is no longer in the human world, he can't feel Muzu's soul, staring blankly at his chest, Muzu left his body, leaving such a lotus-like mark.

The soul is inseparable and softly calls: "Muzu"

There was silence in the huge sleeping hall, although he didn't want to admit it, but the coldness, the material that would make his demon alchemy go dormant at the touch of it, and the bed of warm stones that cut off the cold, told him that this was his prison .

Hunbuli adjusted his emotions, looked in the direction of the palace window, and murmured proudly, "Nothing can trap me. I want to be with you, but I don't want you to get such painful love."

Mu Zu watched the blood-red lotus bloom on his wrist, and he felt that Buli had woken up. In such a cold northern region, it was the first spring rain that woke him up.

Listening to the sound of the rain, sitting on the warm bed, listening to the sound of the rain outside, the sound of the rain is getting smaller and smaller, and finally there are only water drops on the eaves of the temple, falling and blending into the sound of the river.

Hearing that the rain had stopped, he stood up and chose to try again. He looked at the blood-red and black-stained patterns on the roof above the dormitory, the stone beams and paintings carved with magic patterns one by one, and the illusioned roots in his hand. It must be wound and spread, climbing upwards.

When the root tendrils spread upwards to reach the stone beam, Hun Buli controlled the root not to touch the stone beam, spread downward from the sky above the stone beam, Hun Buli grabbed the thick root hanging down, in an instant, With the power of the roots shaking on the stone beam, Hunbuli burst out of the window in an instant.

The majestic cold air on the stone beams froze the root of this plant, and the only thing he could hear was the sound of freezing and shattering behind him. The root was infected by the cold air, and under the cold air, it turned into dust.

Hunbuli fell into the water surrounding the sleeping hall with a plop.

The water of the Luo River is drawn from Zhuming Mountain. The snow on the Zhuming Mountain has not melted for thousands of years, and the water flowing down the Luo River is extremely cold.

In the early spring of the Northern Territory, there was still snow. After crawling out of the Luo River, he couldn't help but look at the white snow left over from the severe winter on the black and red dormitory.

Hunbuli raised his chin, and lifted the last section of the root that he held tightly in his hand, the cold air in the root spread from the middle, and suddenly this section of the root was split from it.

Hunbuli stretched out his hand forward, and when he let go, the root that was broken into two sections fell to the ground, and when it collided, it shattered into dust.

Hun Buli raised a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile and said, "Yes, I'm still alive."

As soon as Hun Buli turned around, he saw Mu Zu standing behind him.

Muzu looked at the soulful eyes with the tenderness of strangling people.

Mu Zu couldn't help but stop the soul, and kissed his lips, and the lips and teeth were close together.

Hun Buli pushed Mu Zu away, frowned and asked incredulously, "Mu Zu?"

Looking at the face in front of him that looks like Mu Zu's soul, he couldn't believe when Mu Zu used his soul to reshape his bones and flesh.

It is difficult to paint the skin of a person. Mu Zu is a Shura whose body was burned by the Phoenix fire for a thousand years until it was completely destroyed. It is not so easy to reshape his body.

Muzu looked at Hunbuli. He was too excited just now, but now he rolled up the sleeves on his wrist, and a red lotus with six petals in full bloom emerged.

Hunbuli looked at the black lotus that emerged on his chest.

Mu Zu looked at his Buli, and said affectionately: "Buli, this is a parallel stem, and twin lotus stems. When one of the twin lotuses withers, the other will turn into dust."

After listening to the soul inseparable, I suddenly felt that love is like the weight of life, and it is an untouchable burden.

Hunbuli stopped this kind of thinking in an instant, threw away distracting thoughts, hugged Muzu tightly, and said in his mouth: "Oh, I can't stand anymore, Muzu, I'm so cold, I'm cold all over, from that person just now It's a gloomy, cold place, I finally got out, and I plunged into the water again."

Mu Zu especially looked helplessly at Hun Buli rolling around here, leaning against him with a weak look.

Hun Buli raised his head, looked at Mu Zu, and said aggrievedly: "I have been sleeping for so long, and I can't see you. What should I do? When I saw you, my heart was moved."

After finishing speaking, Hunbuli himself laughed first. For some reason, he could say all kinds of provocative love words to Muzu's soul, but he couldn't bear it to Muzu who had a body. , can't stop wanting to laugh.

Muzu looked at the soul, and said dotingly: "I know you are lying to me, but I am still willing to listen. Why, you are right in front of my eyes, but I miss you even more."

When Mu Zu said this, his joking tone seemed to make Hunbuli laugh even more joyously.

Hun Buli didn't even hear the possessiveness contained in this sentence.

In the past, Mu Zu didn't have the ability to trap the soul, but at this moment, this cold and untouchable sleeping hall, and the water from the Luo River outside the hall, all showed Mu Zu's intention to keep him in captivity.

"Don't laugh, be serious" Hun Buli restrained his smile and said solemnly.

Hunbuli pointed to the sleeping hall in the distance, the black stone with red lines, part of which was a cold stone exuding a cold air, and part of it was a blood-red magic pattern that gathered the energy of cultivating demons.

These two things cannot be separated from each other.

"Muzu, this hall should be specially built for you demon cultivators. I can't even touch it. Now that I'm awake, I don't need to put it in it for offerings. Just find a place where I can live. I'll just move to another place so I can rest."

Mu Zu looked at the sleeping hall, the smile on his face remained undiminished, but his eyes were icy cold, since you can't trap me, then you don't have to stay.

"Mu Zu" looked at Mu Zu in a daze, and stretched out his elbow to bite him.

"Did you hear that?"

Mu Zu gently stroked the shoulder of the inseparable soul.

He said softly with a cold meaning: "Wait a little longer"

As soon as the words were finished, the sleeping hall in front of him collapsed suddenly, and a load-bearing stone beam crossing the beam was crushed by the palms transformed by Mu Zu's devilish energy.

"Since it's not suitable for you to live in, you don't need to stay. Why don't you just rebuild a place like Penglai on the northern region, plant it full of keel maples, and then the blue sea will surge, and the red leaves will be like blood. Look good. "

What Mu Zu said was touching, but it sounded like a haunting sound. While being moved, there was always a slight feeling that something was wrong.

The keel that Mu Zu said was a kind of secluded blue fairy grass that grew on the Penglai Cold Pool. The cold pool was the place where they met for the first time. They had been in a hurry and had been entangled so far. He could understand Mu Zu wanting to plant a keel.

But even though Hunbuli likes this Fengcang tree the most, he never said it, how did Muzu know about it?

Frost-beating Maple Cang is the most beautiful scenery in Penglai. Whenever the cold winter in Penglai comes, the Feng Cang that is red all over Penglai is the deepest red color in Penglai.

After the cold frost, the leaves of maple green are dyed red with blood, which is the best portrayal of the Penglai maple green forest.

Hun Buli likes this kind of beautiful scenery the most, but he doesn't say that it's because of this scenery, which is full of redness, and it's too sad and beautiful.

Hunbuli didn't know, under Fengcang, Hunbuli hugged the zither, stood there quietly, looked at Hongfeng, and the way he let go was something Mu Zu could never forget.

Hunbuli looked at the Northern Territory under the dark sky, blinking and blinking.

Hunbuli jumped up, played Mu Zu once, and answered with certainty: "Not good."

"What is there to learn in Penglai? Apart from being full of spiritual power, there are only broken walls and ruins left. The keel is Fengcang. It just sounds nice and looks good. You, the Northern Territory, do you still want to be desolate forever?"

The little abacus in his heart was crackling at this moment, his sly black eyes lit up, and he leaned on Mu Zu with one hand.

Hunbuli said to him: "In this Northern Territory, it is best to grow some things necessary for cultivation, delicious food is fine. If there is no place for this kind of cultivation, then it is the best. At that time, even if you can't attract more People who come here can also exchange it for resources.”

Hunbuli's eyes are filled with pieces of spirit stones at the moment. He looked at Muzu and said proudly: "Leave this matter to me. I'm going to check it out carefully. What is the most valuable product from the Northern Territory?"

Mu Zu looked at the appearance of being a financial fan, under the gloomy sky, it was full of bright colors that he wanted to touch but was afraid of being destroyed.

Hunbuli wants to work with Mu Zu to paint a beautiful future for the Northern Territory. At that time, there will also be prosperous and prosperous cities in the Northern Territory, as well as precious flowers and trees, blue sea waves, and vast monks.

Of course, he and Mu Zu, like the lotus of life and death, intersect forever.

Mu Zu said softly: "Okay."

This sentence makes Hun Buli feel that the road is long and long, but with Mu Zu, there is nothing that cannot be achieved.