Chapter 468

After Xia Hongyuan ordered, he brushed his sleeve and left, and the servant had to take orders.

Liu Shun took a deep breath. The stupid Prince and Liu Sanniang were obviously seriously injured, so the great opportunity to kill her was missed.

He will wait and see. Xia Hongyuan will regret letting Liu Sanniang go today.

Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan returned to the yard. Chu Yan held her palm, and his strength continued. He didn't speak. He didn't let go of sending Liu Sanniang back to the room. He sat down in front of the bed and took out his veil to wipe the blood on the corner of Liu Sanniang's mouth.

"Sleep, I'm here."

Chu Yan's voice is gentle.

Liu Sanniang calmly closed her eyes. Hui Zhen's strength was not fully integrated, and she was not comfortable. Xia Hongyuan's killing intention for her had faded, and she didn't care.

What she wants to do has nothing to do with this. Xia Hongyuan can't kill her in the prince's residence. Even if he starts, it's just a fierce battle.

It's better for him to give up.

At this moment, with Chu Yan around, she can safely integrate Huizhen's power into her use.

This power, with Hui Zhen's obsession, Liu Sanniang sensed that the source of immortal meat.

Hui Zhen's memory is full of hunger and poverty, and the sect door is full of putrefaction. Their sect door is shrouded in a heavy spirit of death, and no one can escape.

All the roots that can be dug out in the village have been planed, and the trees have dried up one after another. What strikes the eye is the dry branches and desolation.

In the sect gate, everyone was hungry and thin. Hui Zhen was the legitimate disciple of XuanZhen sect. She didn't understand why there was a divine punishment in the sect gate. This divine punishment would last for a thousand days. The road down the mountain was full of layers of white fog, and no one could get out.

When she saw her mother frowning, she asked, "Mom, why, what did our xuanzhenzong do wrong? Why did God punish us so?"

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

On the wall of the sect gate, the patriarch will mark a mark in person every day.

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

One day, everyone smelled a strong fragrance, which was undoubtedly fatal to their survivors. People were crazy.

Hui Zhen was also eight years old. She went crazy with the people towards the source of the fragrance. In the main hall of the zongmen hall, a huge pot was tightly closed, and the fragrance was emanating from this place. Hui Zhen saw her mother standing by the pot, with an indifferent look: "half a bowl per person, this pot can be eaten for a month."

There are only dozens of people in the clan. There are few bowls for one and a half, but it's better than nothing. Anyway, the clan is cursed. Put a bowl of soup back, get some wood powder and, and eat it.

Huizhen has never tasted such delicious soup. Its rich fragrance seems to be meat, but it doesn't seem to be. It's vague and has a aura. It's really a good thing.

With this pot of soup, they are xuanzhenzong, and can continue to boil. They are nourished by aura, and everyone looks much better.

Hui Zhen listened to their discussion and said that if she could become a God, she would be able to get rid of human suffering.

No one knows why the sect was cursed and punished by heaven. They only know that the whole sect of XuanZhen sect is shrouded in fog, and no one can go out. In the face of survival, only living is the truth. As for the reason, if there is a chance, maybe they will know.

A pot of soup, from full-bodied flavor, to finally becoming lighter and lighter. On the thirtieth day, there was almost no taste, and people began to be dissatisfied. Hui Zhen also licked the corners of her mouth, feeling hungry. There was almost nothing in her stomach. Even the powder of dried trees was hot and painful.

Her mother is the patriarch. She has the final say. She said that if she wants to live, she must be obedient.

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

After 30 days of repetition, every pot of fragrant soup will become insipid on the 30th day.

Everyone was suffering numbly, waiting for the arrival of a thousand days. Hui Zhen drank the soup and sat in the backyard as usual, looking at the boundless fog cover. How many days has xuanzhenzong not been exposed to the sun?

Why don't you save other sects?

There was a faint step coming behind her. Hui Zhen looked at her mother and said, "Mom."

The woman sat down, reached out and touched Hui's real hair: "it will pass. At that time, you should revive the sect and pray for the people who left. This is the debt that my mother owes."

Hui Zhen leaned on the woman: "well, I'll listen to my mother."

Huizhen has heard that her mother killed many people for a man. That's why xuanzhenzong was punished by heaven. They said that the man was her father.

Hui Zhen has never seen it before, but this is a debt owed by her mother. She also means that as long as the punishment of heaven passes and she survives, she will set up a card of immortality for the dead, so that they can enjoy the faith of merit and virtue.

Thirty days passed.

Huizhen finally found something wrong. There were many fewer people in the sect. There were only a few children left after more than 900 days.

Where did everyone go?

It was another thirty days, and they didn't sleep. They had long 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 immortal meat.

They saw that several adults came in, their hair shaved, and they were wearing only a thin gauze. Their eyes were dull, and they seemed to have made up their minds.

The heavy boiler was opened, and several adults jumped in with a few 'POPs'.

They were frightened and screamed.

The boiler was covered again, and the patriarch went to their hiding place. She cried, "come out, it's almost over."

Hui Zhen and their faces were pale: "Mom, why do you want to do this, why do you want to eat people, sobbing..."

The woman's face was pale: "if you don't eat people, how can you live? Just treat it as if you don't see it, just as it is a piece of immortal meat. We do this to let you live. You are the hope of the sect."

Immortal meat, immortal meat is actually human flesh.

Man is the spirit of all things. When there is nothing to eat, nothing can't be eaten. Heaven's punishment is coming to an end.

As children, they finally understood what they ate.

The whole clan is shrouded in a heavy spirit of death. Even if there are still people alive, they are no different from dead.

When the thousand days finally came, they stood outside the gate, waiting for the thick fog to disperse, but wait and wait.

From dawn to dark, the fog was still shrouded, and a ray of sunshine could not shine in. Everyone's heart was extremely heavy. Hui Zhen heard her mother say to herself, "how could it be like this, why is it like this -"