The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 468 Immortal Meat, Origin 2

After Xia Hongyuan gave the order, he left in a flick of his sleeves, and the servants had to accept the order.

Liu Shun let out a deep breath, the stupid prince, Liu Sanniang was obviously seriously injured, so the golden opportunity to kill her was missed.

He'll just wait and see, Xia Hongyuan will definitely regret letting Liu Sanniang go today.

Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan returned to the yard. Chu Yan pinched her palm with unceasing strength. He didn't speak, and he didn't let go when he sent Liu Sanniang back to the room. Sanniang wiped off the blood on the corner of her mouth.

"Sleep, I'm here."

Chu Yan's voice was gentle.

Liu Sanniang closed her eyes with peace of mind, Huizhen's power had not been fully integrated, she was not feeling well, Xia Hongyuan's killing intent towards her had faded, she didn't care.

What she was going to do had nothing to do with this, Xia Hongyuan couldn't kill her in the Prince's Mansion, even if he did, it would be nothing more than a fierce battle.

It's better for him to give up.

With Chu Yan by her side at this moment, she can also use Huizhen's power for her use with peace of mind.

This force, with Huizhen's obsession, Liu Sanniang sensed that it was the source of the immortal flesh.

In Huizhen's memory, it was full of hunger and poverty, and the sect was full of rancidity. Their sect was shrouded in a deep death, and no one could escape it.

All the roots that can be dug out in the village have been dug up, and the trees have dried up one after another. What you see are dry branches and desolation.

In the sect, everyone is hungry and thin. Huizhen is a direct disciple of Xuanzhenzong. She doesn't understand why there is a punishment from heaven in the sect. This punishment will last for a thousand days, and the road down the mountain is full Layers of white fog, no one can get out.

Seeing her mother frowning, she asked: "Mother, why, what did our Xuanzhenzong do wrong? Why did God punish us like this?"

This question will never be answered. Everyone is suffering, waiting for a thousand days to pass.

On the wall of the sect, every day, the sect master personally draws a mark.

Only 300 days have passed, and there is no food in the sect. How can we survive the remaining 700 days?

One day, everyone smelled a strong fragrance, which was undoubtedly fatal to those they were trying to survive, and people went crazy.

Huizhen also, at the age of eight, together with the people, went madly towards the source of the fragrance. The Zongmen hall was tightly closed in a huge pot, and the fragrance came from this place. Huizhen saw that she My mother stood by the pot with a cold expression: "Each half a bowl, this pot can last for a month."

There are only dozens of people in the sect, and half a bowl per person is rare, but it is better than nothing, anyway, the sect is cursed, so take a bowl of soup home, mix it with some wood powder, and eat it.

Huizhen has never tasted such a delicious soup. The rich aroma seems to be meat, but it doesn't seem to be. There is also a faint aura, which is really a good thing.

With this pot of soup, they, Xuan Zhenzong, can continue to simmer, nourished by spiritual energy, and everyone's complexion has improved a lot.

Huizhen heard them discussing that it would be great if they could become gods. Once they become gods, they will be able to escape the sufferings of the world.

No one knows why the sect was cursed and punished by heaven. They only know that the entire sect of Xuanzhen Sect was shrouded in thick fog, and no one could get out. In the face of survival, the only truth is to survive. As for the reason, if there is If given the chance, he might know.

A pot of soup, from the strong fragrance to the last, became weaker and weaker. On the 30th day, there was almost no taste, and people began to be dissatisfied. Huizhen also licked the corners of her mouth. Things, even the powder of dried trees, are burning pain.

Her mother is the suzerain, she has the final say, she said, if you want to survive, you must be obedient.

During this long period of divine punishment, they all lived in hell.

Thirty days and thirty days of repetition, every pot of rich and fragrant soup will become bland and tasteless on the thirtieth day.

Everyone is numb, waiting for the arrival of a thousand days. Huizhen drank the soup and sat in the backyard as usual, looking at the fog that cannot be dispelled. Xuanzhenzong, how many days have not been exposed to the sun ?

Why don't other sects come to rescue?

There were faint footsteps coming from behind, Huizhen looked at her mother: "Mother."

The woman sat down and stroked Huizhen's hair: "It will pass. At that time, you have to revive the sect and pray for the blessings and atonements for those who left. This is a debt owed by mother."

Huizhen leaned on the woman: "Well, I will listen to my mother."

Huizhen heard that her mother killed many people for a man, and Xuanzhenzong was punished by heaven because of this, they said, that man was her father.

Huizhen has never seen it before, but this is a debt owed by her mother, and she will pay it back. As long as the punishment of God passes, as long as she survives, she will set up longevity cards for the dead, so that they can enjoy merit and faith.

Thirty days and thirty days passed.

Huizhen finally realized that something was wrong, the sect had lost many people, after more than 900 days, only a few of their children were left.

Where did everyone go?

It was another thirty days, they didn't sleep, and they had already been hiding in the hall. They wanted to know how this pot of soup came from, and why it tasted so rich and delicious, like eating fairy meat.

They saw a few adults walk in, their hair was shaved, and they only wore a thin gauze. Their eyes were dull, as if they had made up their minds.

The heavy boiler was opened, and several adults jumped into it with a few 'plops'.

They were all terrified and screamed.

The boiler was covered again, and the suzerain went to their hiding place, and she wept: "Come out, it's almost over."

Huizhen and the others turned pale: "Mother, why do you want to do this, why do you want to eat people, woo woo woo..."

The woman's face was pale: "If you don't eat people, how can you survive? Just pretend you didn't see it, just treat it as a piece of fairy meat, we did this to keep you alive, you are the hope of the sect."

Fairy meat, fairy meat is actually human flesh.

Man is the spirit of all things. When there is nothing to eat, there is nothing that cannot be eaten. The punishment of God is coming to an end.

When they were children, they finally understood what they ate.

The entire sect is shrouded in a heavy death atmosphere, even if there are still people alive, they are all the same as dead.

When the thousand days finally came, they stood outside the sect, waiting for the thick fog to dissipate, but they waited and waited.

From dawn to dusk, the fog was still shrouded, not even a ray of sunlight could come in, and everyone felt extremely heavy in their hearts. Huizhen heard her mother talking to herself: "How could this happen, why did it happen?" That's it-"