My Weird Life

  Chapter 890 Ladder (12)

  In the yellow mud, one after another of figures clung to Lunzhu's calf, pulling her deep into the mud.

  She bowed her body and walked forward silently and firmly.

  The image of Blood Avalokitesvara on the back is getting taller and taller.

   Higher and higher.

  Su Wu leaned on Sister's thin back, his eyes were silent, and in the silence, there were clusters of fires burning suddenly.

  The fire ignited his body and turned it into a scarlet cloak. At the back of the cloak, the red and white torches gathered into an oracle bone inscription' fire'.

  He became the fire itself.

  In the flames, ravings rang out in layers: "In the beginning of ancient times, who preached the word?"

   "Yin and Yang triad, how can it be transformed?"

  Those deep, rough, or mellow voices lasted endlessly.

   "At the beginning of a person, there is a big fire, and the sky responds to people.

  The blazing fire will last forever. "

  …

   “The torch lasts forever.”

   "The torch lasts forever..."

  The voices continued in the fire.

  A dark figure suddenly stood up in Su Wu's "thought"—it stood outside the "Nuwa Archway World" and cast its gaze toward this world—

   Its eyes are surrounded by golden red and pitch black flames!

   Hum!

  The entire 'Nuwa Archway World' trembled!

   Around Su Wu's body, in the void where the red and white torches passed by, tiny cracks appeared all over the place!

  —The force from the external pressure caused this world to start to tremble, and cracks were continuously formed in the tremors. The external pressure came from the dark figure in Su Wu's mind!

  The Stove King God got a ball of black fire that fell off from that pitch-black figure, and he transformed the black fire into a 'big stove at the beginning of man', establishing the orthodoxy of the Stove King God Sect—and the origin of that pitch-black figure is still unknown!

  The tortoise cracks surrounded Su Wu's body, and strands of jet-black flames spread out from the tortoise cracks, lingering on the fiery red cloak that Su Wu was wearing!

  The pitch-black flame instantly dried up the river of yellow mud under Ajie's feet!

  My sister 'pulled' her feet out of the yellow mud, and stepped on the dried loess!

  A puff of black fire climbed up to the **** Avalokitesvara statue on Su Wu's back!

  The whole body of the blood Guanyin statue is mottled and curled up, and the mud skin is peeling off!

  It completely turned into a dead thing, and as Su Wu raised his shoulders—it rolled down from Su Wu's shoulders, and rolled into the yellow mud that was still churning and overwhelmed beside it!

   Wang Chuanzhen stopped talking.

  She may still be wandering around Su Wu and Lunzhu, looking for opportunities to pull them into the river of yellow mud;

   Or temporarily hide away and go to an unknown place.

  In the silence where there was only mud rushing and flames burning, the turbulent yellow mud river suddenly set off endless waves as high as mountains, pressing down on Su Wu and Lun Zhupu at the very center!

  Su Wu jumped off Lunzhu.

He held the palm of Auntie's hand, and the burning black fire behind him continued to lift upwards. The pitch-black flame gradually 'discolored' as it climbed upwards, turning from pitch black to black red, and from black red to red white —The red and white two-color firewood propped up the volcano that shot straight to the top of the sky!

  In the volcano, another archway rises up in the "Nuwa Archway World"!

  There is a plaque hanging on the green stone archway of the mountain.

  The two ancient words of "Xianmen" were written!

  A tall and fat phantom loomed behind the fairy gate, "he" stared at Su Wu in front of the gate, and suddenly stretched out his arms with only vague outlines out of the "celestial gate"—

  The moment those arms protruded out of the fairy gate, they were constantly disintegrating and dissipating!

  But the moment those arms made of firewood stretched out the 'Xianmen', they threw a majestic **** in front of Su Wu!

  The **** card reads the word 'Kitchen God's throne'!

   On the top of the **** card is a golden and purple firewood!

——

  Su Wu's eyes suddenly turned blood red!

  His Adam's apple twitched, he kept his mouth shut without saying a word, and pulled Lunzhu up the stairs.

   Lunzhu looked at his profile and lowered his eyes.

  The Immortal Gate stood behind Su Wu, and the raging torches wrapped around the stone archway. Amidst the torches, one after another of the gods fell off one by one, forming an endless staircase in front of Su Wu one by one.

  The gods suppressed the turbulent mud waves, and slowly sank into the yellow mud ocean under the countless figures formed from the mud.

  Su Wu pulled Lunzhu, lowered his head, walked over every step, over every huge wave, every river—

  He finally reached the end of the ocean of yellow mud.

  The great river of yellow mud submerged from all directions converges in the lake pool at the very center, and in that lake pool flows clear 'lake water'.

  Although the water of the lake is clear, it can reflect colorful brilliance.

  Standing on the last **** position, Su Wu heard endless shouts in the void: "The fire lasts forever!"

   "The torch lasts forever!"

   "The torch lasts forever!"

   He turned and looked back.

  In the archway of Xianmen, the tall and fat figure lost his arms.

  'He' was also behind the fairy gate, staring at Su Wu silently, and being looked at by 'his' eyes, Su Wu's heart was very sour.

  He opened his mouth, formed a heart lamp seal, and bowed to the figure who lost his arms.

  At the end of the rivers of yellow mud that were temporarily suppressed by the **** of fire, the "Kitchen King God's Table" has been mostly submerged in the yellow mud, and only a few golden and purple flames are still burning on the top of the god.

   Still burning.

  Su Wu turned around and went—

  Behind him, the last **** appeared.

  A scarlet-white flame rises from the top of the white jade-like god.

  The flames flowed on the divine tablet, revealing a few bright handwritings "Yinximai Zhongzu Zunzu Zunwei" - this is Su Wu's own divine tablet.

  The position of the gods rose higher and higher, pressing down from the heights to the end of the rivers of yellow mud—the lakes and pools that are extremely clear but reflect various colors.

  Su Wu stood at the end of the long steps lined up by the gods.

  His figure was reflected in the lake, and suddenly a ball of fire rose from the lake.

  The golden red fire is like the sun rising from the zenith, and the sun casts the light on the mirror lake, turning the mirror lake into a sea of ​​flames!

   "It is such a human nature, it is such a human nature...

  Lang Jun, although the fire is miraculous, it is just a ball of fire, how can it withstand the flooding of the 'human race pool'?

  You came from there to here—

  Going from the sea of ​​yellow mud to the population pool, I have already exhausted all my strength.

   Let's go down...

  Come on down...

  Walk into this pool of human beings, let Empress Nuwa fabricate you, and let you be born again..."

Layers upon layers of ripples appeared in the 'human pool', and different faces floated out of the layers of ripples. They filled the lake, opened their mouths at the same time, moved their lips slightly, and all made Wang Chuanzhen's voice : "Come on down, come on down...

  Stay, stay..."

  Su Wu stared at the lake and pool filled with countless faces, and stared at the direction of each big river of yellow mud. At the end of his vision, there were countless figures struggling and being pulled into the rivers of yellow mud.

  He couldn't hear the hurried shouts of those figures, but he could hear his own inner voice.

  Standing on the gradually sinking altar, he opened his mouth and said, "Wang Chuanzhen, if I can get out of this place alive, I will definitely be with you forever."

  His voice was very soft.

   His oath is heavy!

  The countless faces in the lake were all stunned for a moment.

   A moment later, countless faces were hidden under the lake.

  Wang Chuanzhen's murmured voice drifted out from the human race pool: "Why should you be persistent, why should you be persistent...

  You will always realize—you will always realize—that the race pool is your final destination, your best destination..."

  Su Wu put his mind to one side!

  The 'Yin Ximai Zhongzu Zunzu Zun' is about to be pressed into the lake—abandoning this god, giving up all the firewood of the Kitchen God God—

"this.

   Use this... brother. "At this moment, Lunzhu tugged at the corner of Su Wu's clothes.

  She removes the fishing rod behind her.

   On the fishing line hanging from the fishing rod, there is a headless body of a headless Buddha mother - Du Ba Ren!

"use this."

   Lunzhu blinked lightly.

  The headless body of Du Baren on the fishing line swayed slightly.

At this time, the "human race pool" that was gradually falling silent suddenly rose to the sky with huge waves, and the rolling waves turned into colorful arms, catching the "Poison Baren Headless" on the Lunzhu fishing rod and fishing line. body'—

  Su Wu suddenly reacted!

  He had jet-black arms growing all over his body, and he held up bowls of soul-shouling rice!

  The bowls of soul-receiving rice were splashed on Du Ba Ren's headless body on the fishing line, suppressing the faint yellow charm emitted by Du Ba Ren's headless body!

  Countless grains of rice covered Du Ba Ren's headless body and steamed on the surface of its body.

  Dubly yellow rice husks covered Du Baren's body.

The rice grains attached to Du Ba Ren's headless body must add up to a total weight of "eight taels of money" - the raging fire suddenly clings to the On top of that layer of rice husk!

   Du Baren's headless body wrapped in rice shells, burning red and white torches all over his body, is like a mighty statue!

  The flaming idol suppressed the huge waves of the roiling human pool and sank into the human pool!

  The waves no longer churned.

   There was a brief silence in the population pool!

  Su Wu took Lunzhu and stepped up to the flaming "god statue". The statue became a ladder for the two of them. The moment they stepped on this step, Lunzhu pulled up the fishing rod in his hand!

  The **** statue transpires a faint yellow charm, which is continuously absorbed by the rice husk on its body—the torch clinging to the rice husk burns even more intensely!

  In all directions of the human population pond, the great river of yellow mud boiled, and they all flooded towards the fiery statue—

   Gradually sinking into the river of yellow mud, one after another gods, lost the continuous pull of the river of yellow mud, but pulled out of the river of mud one by one!

  Divine positions were lifted out of the yellow mud ocean layer by layer, and the mud was shaken off, and they were successively connected in front of Su Wu, forming a ladder leading to a further distance—

  Su Wu took Lunzhu and ran wildly on the stairs,

  Go all the way to the end of the river!

  The fiery statue also stumbled all the way up the stairs!

  (end of this chapter)