Longevity begins with a negative heart

On a chilly late autumn night, Xiliu, the female queen of the Qingshuang Tribe, experienced the most difficult moment in her life.

Difficult childbirth, in order to survive, she had to devote most of her divine power, and her realm plummeted from the peak of a god to an immortal.

Betrayal, her husband who had been loving for many years was all hypocritical. He took advantage of her difficult childbirth to seize her power. For this reason, he killed most of Qingshuang's clan, and none of her close relatives were spared.

In despair, the child who gave birth to a child after all his efforts was a useless person who was born with one thing missing.

Xi Liu threw the annoying child on the ground in the corner of the house and refused to give him any food or drink for three days and three nights. She hoped that it would be best for him to die of his own accord, so that she would not take it upon herself to get a bad name for killing her own children.

But the child refused to die. He purred weakly like a kitten, and when she was checking the situation, he took the opportunity to grab the hem of her skirt and hold on.

The attendant couldn't bear it and advised: "Young lady, you are always a fairy. No matter how bad you are, you are still much better than ordinary monks. You see, it is rare for such a young person to be able to survive by holding on to the skirt. You have lost almost everything now. He's the only chance."

Xi Liu looked at the child's ignorant and innocent eyes, pondered for a while, and sneered: "You're right, he is also a descendant of Zangyong after all. The eldest son of the current Immortal Emperor can always occupy the position of prince! I can't take advantage of those cheap people. people!"

She will try her best to train him to be a sword against Zangyong.

The child was handsome and gentle, with a soft and cute smile. He would put his favorite toys and food in front of Xi Liu with both hands, and said sweetly: "Give them all to the queen. Du Su loves the queen the most."

Xi Liu sometimes loves him very much because he is really lovable, but when she thinks that his biological father is the vicious and hypocritical Zang Yong, she can't help but hate him.

She threw the treasures he gave him to the ground with force, smashed and trampled them to pieces, and then forced him to crush and cut into pieces the rabbits, puppies, kittens and other living things he raised.

If he refused, she would slap him in the face hard, lock him in a dark room, hang him upside down on the edge of the weather tower, and say she would throw him into the realm of mountains and seas and smash him into a pulp.

If he still refuses, throw him into the monster's cage and let the monster bite him and hold his head until he collapses, cries, becomes incontinent, or even faints.

But the child never refused to blame her for hating her. Every time she was abused, she would crawl to her side crying, grabbing her skirt tightly and begging: "Queen Mother, please don't leave Du Su. Du Su can't live without Queen Mother. Du Su loves her." Mother."

At this moment, Xi Liu would regret it very much. She would gently coax him to treat him well, but within two days, she would start to dislike and hate him again because his father was Zangyong.

Who would love the son of an enemy who exterminated his family? Even if the child was born to her.

She often thought that if this child did not exist, she would not have a difficult birth, she would not lose her divine power, she would be able to protect her relatives and clan members from harm, and she would always maintain her glory and not be bullied.

This child was a disgrace to her, a constant reminder of her failure and hatred.

She couldn't be kind to him wholeheartedly.

Dusu gradually grew up and became sensible. One day, after Xiliu abused him, he suddenly saw boredom and hatred in his eyes.

On that day, the Immortal Emperor Zangyong had a clever concubine, Tang Xun. This child was extremely talented in cultivation, and his mother's family was equally noble. He was far more dazzling and favored than Dusu.

In anger, Xi Liu decided to treat Dusu in a different way, that is, to force him to practice at all costs, and to stuff all the things that could gain strength into his body, even if it might leave hidden dangers, explode, or die. .

Facts have proved that Dusu's cultivation talent is too poor, and it is useless to use all the treasures of heaven and earth. She simply breaks all the meridians, bones and flesh in his body and reshapes him.

"Mother, please forgive me, mother, please forgive me. My son will never dare to make you angry again... I will practice well, not sleeping, not eating, not having fun, not reading, not writing poems..."

Dusu cried and howled, with blood and tears flowing freely. He was in pain so much that he wanted to roll over, but he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. He could only collapse on the ground without dignity, roaring one after another.

"What I want is a capable son, not a waste. What's the use of practicing sleeplessly? If you don't succeed, you will die."

Xi Liu left Du Su there to fend for himself and ran off to refine the Beauty Pill Zi Mei Hong.

She lost to Fairy Fuli in other aspects, and she must not lose to beauty again.

Dusu shouted until his throat bled, and then he stopped shouting.

He thought, what is the purpose of living?

Especially among the immortals, their long lifespan and strong body may be just for the convenience of being able to withstand torture in order to repay debts from their previous lives.

He may have owed a debt to his parents and had to spend his life repaying it.

The pain was so unbearable that Dusu could only recall the articles and poems he had learned, recite them word for word, and then think about writing a new chapter.

Because he was poisoned by an unknown poison in his mother's womb and had congenital impairments, he was very clumsy when it came to learning. This was true for his practice, and so was his writing.

He racked his brains and couldn't compose a good poem, but when he meditated on those words, the pain in his body could be greatly relieved.

He was enjoying himself, thinking about it, and shed tears.

He was cold, sore, tired, and hungry. It would be great if there was a room somewhere to shelter him, and someone to love and protect him.

Xuan Bei ran in and said sympathetically: "Your Highness, if you don't bear with me any longer, I will try to inform your Majesty that he will come to rescue you soon."

"Run away quickly." Dusu curled his lips and sneered.

All love and care are fake. His mother Xiliu is the knife in the open, and his father Zangyong is the needle in the dark.

On the surface, Zangyong dotes on him very much. He will give him a share of everything good and rare. He often calls the waiters to ask about his daily life and diet, and knows everything about him.

But in reality, since you know everything, you should know that he is being abused and tortured at any time; if you really loved him and valued him, you would have rescued him long ago. Why would you need others to report for help?
On the contrary, Xuan Bei was more dangerous. Any waiter who served him closely and sympathized with him would end badly - it was not Xi Liu's fault, but Zang Yong's inability to tolerate him, the "prince", having any connections of his own.

Only a fool like Xuan Bei, who had just arrived, could believe that the Immortal Emperor really loved the "Prince".

Zhuan Bei turned pale with fright and ran away quickly, but turned back and whispered: "Your Highness, I will not abandon you. I stayed away so that I can serve you longer."

Du Su was indifferent.

He hated his parents and all of it.

The Immortal Emperor did come, but he did not come in to visit or rescue his "beloved" eldest son. Instead, he stood at the door and talked to Xi Liu quietly.

"Fairy Queen, even if you are angry, you must have a sense of proportion. Although Zi Meihong can stay beautiful, she is always evil and can easily cause rumors and attacks, which will be detrimental to you. You should take care of yourself."

Xi Liu retorted: "I only have this little preference left, and you have to take care of it? Evil and evil? What kind of gentleman are you? You poisoned the pills I used, causing me to have multiple miscarriages, and also poisoned the miscarriage pills. They manipulated me and caused me to have a difficult childbirth and lose my powers, and made Dusu stupid..."

"You are crazy. Jealousy really makes you mad! You can say such crazy things. Because we have been husband and wife for many years, I will not care about you." The Immortal Emperor sighed, interrupted Xi Liu's words, and disappeared quickly.

From beginning to end, the father never asked "How is Dusu?" nor did he open the door and take a look at his son.

Dusu collapsed on the ground, laughing silently.

Unexpected and disliked by everyone, he decided to die.

He tried every means to kill himself, but was always stopped.

Xi Liu pounced on him and tore him apart, tears streaming down his face, as if he was crazy: "How dare you die! How dare you die! On your body hangs the lives of most of the Qingshuang tribe! Half of my life's cultivation hangs on your body! You haven't paid off your debt, How do you deserve to die!"

The Immortal Emperor held his hand affectionately and said sincerely: "You can't die. If you die, the major families will have a lot of unpleasant words, which will affect the stability of the Immortal Court. You must live well to be filial."

This couple, who were rarely in agreement, were extremely cooperative at this moment. They fought back and forth to prevent him from dying and to make him promise not to commit suicide.

When he couldn't bear it anymore and accepted his fate, they controlled him from head to toe.

"Why are you wearing this color? It's so ugly. Change it to white, change everything to white! You are not allowed to wear other colors in the future!"

"You are not allowed to eat anything other than what is prescribed... What, you ate an extra piece of fruit? Spit it out! If you can't spit it out, give me some medicine, pick it, pick it for me!"

Time is like water, which can destroy the will of mountains and rivers, and it is like a sharp blade, which can cut people.

Dusu turned into a gentle and jade-like young prince, amiable and cute in dealing with others, obedient to his parents' advice, well-behaved and sensible.

Dusu turned into a dark and violent monster who would do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He took pleasure in torturing the weaklings and was so perverted and ferocious.

He wants to resist all constraints and destroy everything that is unsatisfactory.

He doesn’t know what the meaning of his life is, he doesn’t know right or wrong, and he regards all life as nothing.

He wants to drag everyone to hell, but he only hates his own lack of strength.

Yes, even if he tasted all the dangerous and poisonous things in Cangwu, and all the meridians in his body were broken and reshaped, Dusu, the prince of Xianting, was still a waste of cultivation, unable to make any progress.

Not being able to live well or die, Dusu was full of hatred for this world, full of rage, and just wanted to vent his anger.

Until one day, he was fed up with his parents' control and torture, and heard that the Qingshuang tribe had recently given birth to a child with extraordinary talents.

The child's name is Heguang, and he has a companion magic weapon, the Universe Eye, which can peek into the secrets of any corner of the Three Realms.

Dusu thought that if he could have the Eye of the Universe, he could monitor the actions of the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Queen and gain some breathing space for himself.

He tried every means to sneak out and intercept Waguang, and the process of snatching the Qiankun Eye was very smooth. Unfortunately, a female cultivator suddenly appeared, put a sack on him and beat him unconscious.

Throughout his life, he had been tortured by his parents in various ways, but he had never been touched by anyone else.

He was angry and resentful, but he did not dare to speak out. He endured it for a long time and never found out who the female nun was who was so bold and reckless.

The life was so difficult that Du Su decided to catch the female cultivator to take revenge and return to have some fun.

So he deliberately tortured the little demon many times in the place where he tortured Heguang, setting a trap to lure the female cultivator out.

His 107th teacher once said that both committing crimes and practicing chivalry are addictive. If he is addicted to committing crimes, then the female cultivator will also be addicted to practicing chivalry.

Sure enough, he was finally sacked again.

There was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, so he was beaten five times. On the sixth time, he risked being silenced and finally broke the sack and saw the female nun's face clearly.

She couldn't be said to be particularly beautiful, but she was vigorous, full of vitality, and had particularly bright eyes. She was different from all the fairy women he had seen.

The yellow robe on her body was like sunshine, dazzling and warm, and like her temperament, bright and bright.

There is no love at first sight, Dusu hates Shuhua very much.

He couldn't see the light in her eyes, he wanted to blow out her light.

He couldn't see her hot-blooded bravery and freedom, and he wanted to break her wings.

He tried every means to find fault with her, but she always defeated him again and again.

Dusu fell into despair because he didn't know how to deal with Shuhua.

I don't know since when, dealing with Shuhua has become the only pleasure in his painful life.

As long as he is with her, even if he is scolded or beaten, he can temporarily forget the pain caused by his parents.

He loved being with her, like a man possessed.

Those sparkling qualities in her were things he didn't have.

Until one day, he saw Shuhua's sparkling eyes, gazing at Lingze Shenjun with admiration.

She bravely ran to Lingze, expressed her love passionately and boldly, and then left sadly but gracefully after being rejected.

Only then did Du Su realize that this is what love and being loved are like.

Unfortunately, Shuhua's smile was not for him, and her frown and sigh were not for him, but because of Lingze.

Dusu wanted Shuhua to only see him and be loved and worshiped by her, so he began to resist Xiliu and fought for freedom in various ways.

He wanted to make the decision for himself and wanted Shuhua to see him.

He spent the stolen time in Shuhua's presence to make her happy, and accompanied her on night walks in the fairy garden.

If she was still unhappy, he would deliberately bully some little demons and fairies, giving her a chance to beat him up and vent her anger.

But Shuhua saw through his behavior easily. She firmly stopped him from doing evil, gently pointed out his mistakes and explained to him: "It's not your fault, it's because no one told you what is right."

Dusu broke down and cried, thinking that Shuhua would look down on him, but she just stood by silently, waiting for him to finish crying, then handed him a pot of spiritual wine made by Mengshenghua, drank it with him, and then asked: "Have you ever a little better?"

"Much better," he said.

She clapped her hands and walked away casually, casually saying: "If you are unhappy in the future, you can come to me for a drink and a fight, but don't bully people again, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you." During those days, Dusu briefly did I became a good person, worked honestly, practiced seriously, and never bullied anyone again.

Even if the Fairy Queen Xiliu asked him to commit murder and fight for power, he would try his best to maintain the bottom line.

Because he doesn't want to be a complete evil person, the good times are like sand between his fingers. The more he wants to hold on, the faster he will slip away.

The Fairy Queen soon discovered this, and despite his efforts to explain away the situation, she devised a plan to expel Shuhua.

Lingze didn't say a word for Shuhua, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of retaining her.

Su Su alone is not worth the extravagance.

But he, this useless loser, could only watch Shuhua sadly leave without being able to see her off or help each other.

He was afraid of bringing her a greater disaster.

Many years later, Dusu always saw Shuhua's back in his dreams as he walked away with his head held high. He cried bitterly and deeply hated his own incompetence.

He followed Xi Liu's advice and was cruel and cruel because she threatened him that if he didn't do what she said, Shu Hua would die miserably.

He can't help but want to abuse the weak, thinking that in this way, Shuhua will appear in time and stop his evil deeds.

His illness is getting worse. He is both afraid of Shuhua's return and crazily longing for her return.

He carved marks on the wall of the stone room where he practiced every day, one mark a day. When he reached the 37,000 mark, Shuhua came back.

Lingze harmed her after all. He brought Shuhua back to the fairy court and gave her an honorable status, but he refused to give her love.

Lingze held Shuhua and stood outside the gate of Xianting, pushed her in front of others, and announced that she was his wife and the mistress of Yunzhong Palace.

Everyone was jealous of Shuhua, but Dusu saw the tears and sadness in her eyes.

He felt unworthy of her, felt sorry for her, and couldn't help but have delusional thoughts again.

he loves her.

She is so precious and rare, if she is given to him, he will kneel at her feet, hold her in his palms, and dedicate his life and everything to her.

But she doesn't love him, she can't see him.

Dusu stood in front of the person, but she never looked back.

His heart ached.

A hundred years have passed, and Shuhua has forgotten his existence.

She became the wife of the God who followed the rules. She lived in seclusion and practiced crazily, just to be able to advance to the level of cultivation as soon as possible and be worthy of Lingze.

She is no longer happy, no longer as comfortable as the wind.

Du Su finally found an opportunity to block her and asked angrily: "Where did the brave and fierce Shu Hua go?"

Shuhua laughed: "Of course the brave and fierce Shuhua is still there. I want to get Lingze, so I want to make myself stronger."

Dusu was desperate and began to hate her bravery and persistence: "It's fruitless. Lingze is born like this. If he has an affair, he will become a demon. You are just the cause and effect and responsibility of his calamities."

Shuhua replied calmly: "I know, but the Tongxin Tree is still alive, and I haven't given up yet. If you want it, you have to try your best to get it. If you are sure that you can't get it, I will leave."

She walked around him and left calmly: "Your Highness, please concentrate on your cultivation. I will take care of myself."

He was aggrieved and sad, and cried out: "Don't you ask me how I have lived these past hundred years?"

Shuhua didn't look back, only raised his voice and replied: "I see that you are doing very well, your cultivation has improved, and your energy and spirit are also good."

"I'm not good, not good at all..." Dusu thought he was shouting loudly, but in fact, he couldn't make any sound at all, he just opened and closed his mouth silently like a fish.

Maybe it's the saddest thing to live to this point. You don't deserve to cry, you don't deserve to speak out, you don't deserve to be loved or love others, you only deserve to hate, and you only deserve to do evil.

Dusu is unwilling to give in. He also wants to be a normal person who loves and is loved.

The Fairy Queen has always asked him to do whatever it takes to achieve success.

Shu Hua also said that if you want something, just try your best to get it.

Since the concentric tree that represents Lingze's heart is still alive, he will kill the concentric tree to make Shuhua give up on Lingze and see him.

However, Lingze actually refused to make peace with him and clung to Shuhua stubbornly and refused to let go.

In this case, he went crazy and mutilated his body in front of the Fairy Queen until his flesh and blood were blurred and his soul was scattered.

A pair of crazy mother and son, they know each other's weaknesses too well.

Dusu was the Immortal Queen's support, and she couldn't let go of his status as the "eldest son" and "Prince of Immortal Court".

She finally agreed to his request, and mother and son conspired together to create a severe drought on Nanshan Road, and to sow discord between Lingze and Shuhua, finally forcing the couple to break up.

But he didn't expect that Shuhua would be so brave and decisive, willing to sacrifice his life in exchange for rainwater to save the lives of his hometown.

He also didn't expect that all the Fairy Queen's actions were just a delaying tactic, and the real purpose was to completely eliminate Shuhua.

His heart was as sharp as a knife, angry and hurt, but he was proud of Shuhua. She was the only Shuhua in the entire Cangwu Realm. No one could match her bravery and selflessness.

He didn't deserve her, he hurt her.

The fairy queen locked him in the shackles and refused to let him out, so he took off a layer of flesh and blood and fled thousands of miles away to find Lingze for help.

Before Shuhua died, the last thing he looked at was Lingze.

It was Lingze who caught the last bit of her soul.

She never saw him.

He is just an outsider, and he can only stand on the outside from beginning to end, watching the joys and sorrows, love and hatred of Shuhua and Lingze.

The strong shine brightly, while the weak are dim and silent. They don't deserve to be seen, don't deserve to be heard, and don't even deserve to be hated.

A thousand years can change a lot, mountains and rivers will turn into plains, and deserts will turn into seas, but Dusu is still the useless prince. His cultivation level has not increased much, but his delusions about Shuhua are growing crazily and it is difficult to control himself.

He once again threatened his life in exchange for the opportunity to be reincarnated in the Guo Kingdom and accompany Shuhua as Murong Hao.

He was a despicable and shameless villain, but he received Shuhua's love and warmth and let her see him.

He looked forward to the future with joy and wanted to grow old together with her and spend the rest of his life with her.

Unfortunately, what is stolen is what is stolen. Shuhua finally learned all the truth. She did not give him a chance to change his ways. She abandoned him like a worn-out shoe. She would rather love a mutilated and lowly mute slave than die. Would love to see him one more time.

He couldn't understand why? Why?

Is it just because he is not Lingze?

He used blood as a guide and soul as a sacrifice, hoping to seek an answer and a trace of mercy from heaven and earth.

But the oracle said that it was destined that he would not receive her love.

He struggled hard and tried every means, but he still couldn't get a look back from Shuhua.

She looked away again, ignoring his presence.

Dusu accepted his fate. He no longer expected her love. As long as he could watch her from a distance, accompany her and guard her, that was enough.

Unfortunately, the reason why fate is fate is that it is difficult to change.

Xi Liu descended from the sky with irresistible power, taking away everything from him again and tearing everything into pieces.

Shuhua once again suffered due to his weakness and incompetence.

This time, there was no Lingze who could help him save her. He could only watch her disappear into ashes, and he could only commit suicide to atone for his sins and avenge the inescapable blood debt.

But he didn't deserve to die.

He only deserves to be a walking zombie, and only deserves to be crazy and violent.

If that's the case, let's destroy them together.

Anyway, there is no more beauty in the world.

He watched Xi Liu's tragic death indifferently, and indifferently put on the robe with a demonic curse given by Zangyong.

He knew that Zangyong deliberately condoned his evil deeds so that one day he could justifiably get rid of his eldest son.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't want to be a good person anyway.

Good people and good deeds are meaningless, as you can see by looking at Shuhua's fate. On the contrary, evil people roam the three realms and live as long as heaven and earth.

After six hundred years of loneliness and indifference, he founded the Mie Tian Pavilion full of hatred and crazily grabbed the crystal light, just to strengthen his own strength and one day kill Zang Yong.

He knew that there was a huge difference in power between him and Zangyong, but it didn't matter, they could die together.

Anyway, living can only bring him pain, and the rise and fall of the Three Realms has no meaning to him.

But things in the world are really difficult to predict.

A half-demon, and a strange tree demon at that, was actually transformed by Shuhua!
And he actually almost killed her several times!

The dead heart was resurrected again, and he couldn't help but have delusional thoughts and wanted to be with Shuhua for a long time.

He didn't want her to know the truth about her death, and he didn't want her to know that he would only bring her suffering.

He knew that she was lying to him, that she was using him, but he was willing to bear it, just for her one gaze, one smile, and those false tenderness and short companionship.

Even if it is fake, he can give everything for it.

He missed her and wanted her to see him and remember him.

Every day and night, he begged all the gods of the past and future to keep him and Shuhua together.

I just want to live this life without having to re-enter reincarnation.

Every day and night, he quietly said to the darkness: "Xiao Shu, look at me!"

Look back at me, even just once.

Look at my heart, look at my love, I know I am crazy and abnormal, but I cannot control my obsession and greed.

Finally, he had the opportunity to stand on a high place and shout loudly: "Xiao Shu, look at me!"

Unfortunately, I only shouted three times.

When he called out like this for the last time, he finally got her to look back for the first time in her life.

This time, she really had him and compassion in her eyes.

He wanted to use his last strength to get rid of Cheng Qi for her so that she would always remember his kindness, but instead he let her see the joke and the worst look.

He was shattered into pieces, his flesh and blood flying everywhere, he was weak and miserable.

As his spirit dissipated, he thought sadly that with such an ugly and disgusting appearance, it would be best for Xiao Shu to forget about him.

Because it took a long time to study at BJ Lu Xun Institute of Literature, I was settling in during this period, so the second episode took a little longer. It’s another big fat side story, the next one will be about male and female protagonists, this time it won’t take too long.