Chapter 255 On the Eve of Ascension

"Hua Zun, now all the small worlds have returned to peace, and the demon world has been sealed again." Uncle Cypress looked at the woman in red in front of him and said respectfully.

In decades, the breath of the flower venerable has become stronger and stronger.

Zuo Zixin nodded, "I know. Now that I want to go back to the underworld, the flower world will be handed over to several elders." After saying that, Zuo Zixin stepped straight into the inner hall, opened the transmission array and went to the underworld.

She has a vague feeling in her heart that this trip to the underworld is afraid of flying up.

She is originally a ghost, and her yin qi is heavy, and the aura needed to fly up is also different. Many small worlds are afraid that only the underworld is suitable for her cultivation.

Since the last time the evil wind blocked the underworld, she has never entered. The evil wind said that when the time came, she could naturally enter. She spent decades wandering around the small worlds and repairing the loopholes in the real world. The aura in her body reached saturation, and only the last epiphany could soar.

She thought, the time has come.

The light on the transmission array was on, and only a loud sound was heard. Zuo Zixin's figure went from the flower world to the gate of the underworld.

In so many years, the grass and trees in the underworld have not changed. Well, how can there be a change? Flowers and plants can't be found in the underworld.

The towering underworld stands in the middle, and the bull-headed horse at the gate of the palace stands meticulously with a halberd.

"Princess." The bull-headed horse's face lowered his head and let it go respectfully. I still remember that the old eyes did not see the history of blood and tears of people, so the image of the red princess was deeply remembered in the bull-headed horse's face.

Zuo Zixin nodded, his red clothes floated, and went straight into the underworld. Why is the bull's head and horse's face so promising? It's been almost 3,000 years, and I'm still a gatekeeper. At least I have to get a captain to be a captain.

However, then again, there are not many people in the underworld. The captains of the escort are all bull-headed and horse-faced, and the housekeeper and maidservant are only Xiaojiao.

The Hades is planted with enchanting Manzhu Shahua. Along the way, Zuo Zixin finally arrived in the huge garden. Manzhushahua's red enchanting petals swayed in the wind, emitting a fresh fragrance. In the fragrance, a coquettish man was lying in the flowers. If he hadn't played with his arms from time to time, he would have been integrated with Manzhu Shahua.

Zuo Zixin's feet were full of wind and drifted along the flowers. The refreshing fragrance floated on the tip of her nose, and fragments from the stamens flew around her.

Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows and grabbed it casually, and a fragment fell into her palm. Legend has it that the bridge is full of Manzhu Shahua, and people who walk across the Naihe bridge can see their past lives from the Manzhushahua stamens.

She remembers that peach blossoms used to be planted here. When was it changed to Manzhu Shahua?

Can Manzhu Shahua really evoke the memory of his previous life? Zuo Zixin smacked her tongue, spread out her hand, and stared at the fragments in her palm. The picture turned in vain, and there were boundless flames around her. Those fires were different from ordinary fires and could melt everything in the world.

This kind of fire is called hell fire, which is specially designed to punish the evil people in the world.

She didn't know why she could say the name of the fire in one bite, as if it were an instinct, so she knew it.

She was trapped in the hell industry fire, and her body was burned by the industry fire. She felt that her soul was about to disperse. The blue fire sometimes spews out a tongue wrapped around her body, and then she saw her body die in the flames.

She thought she would die.

After the flames, her body slowly returned to its original state. Day after day, year after year, the soul is imprisoned here forever. Time does not seem to flow. Her heart is very empty, as if something is missing, maybe it is the case.

The soul is tortured every day, and then resurrected in torture. She seems to hate it, but she doesn't know what to hate. Because she forgot, she forgot who she was. Forget why you are here? Do you forget how many days she spent here?

Finally, one day, there was a beautiful voice outside the hell industry fire, "Hey, sister, what's wrong with you?" I wish you once that if you don't do it this time, you will always fall into the undercurrent of time and never wake up again. Would you like to?"

She was stunned. Although she couldn't understand what he was talking about, some part of her body shouted wildly to agree. For no reason, she trusted that voice very much. She made a hoarse voice, "Okay."

As soon as the word "good" fell, she felt the blue fire coming, and the numb pain came again. Her consciousness was slowly pulled away and rotated into a dark whirlpool.

"Ah!" Zuo Zixin screamed and stared at the fragments of her palm turning into white powder and floating in the air.

What just happened?

Zuo Zixin withdrew her hand and fell into deep thinking. Just now, she seemed to have entered a strange place and became another self. Is that person his own previous life?

She wanted to know what had happened, so she raised her hand and grabbed another fragment in the air.

"Xia Xinxin, when you come, you only know how to splash flowers, and you have forgotten to be a teacher." Her hand was grabbed, and the fragments of the palm of her hand slipped away with her fingers. The man pouted, his evil eyes kept blinking, and he smelled a little cramps.

"Master, I think you have always forgotten me. For thousands of years, what else have you taught me a ghost technique? Zuo Zixin withdrew her hand and was very dissatisfied.

More than 2,000 years ago, the evil wind brought her to the underworld, adjusted her body and threw her into the horizon for 500 years. I haven't said to see her for 500 years, or a little message.

Then, she returned with a complete victory, and he sold her to Tianji Pavilion as a cooli. Its evil index has exceeded five stars. Since then, she has lived and destroyed herself in the flower world for more than a thousand years. He really followed the strong principle of master leading him to practice by himself.

It's a joke that such a vicious person dares to shout to catch the thief.

The evil wind fox raised his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows and nodded, "Well, Xiao Xinxin seems to say something like that?"

Zuo Zixin said angrily, "Master, there is really such a thing."

Is that right? Why don't you remember being a teacher? As a teacher, I only remember taking care of Xiao Xinxin untily and raising Xiao Xinxin from a skin and bone to a big fat daughter. Unexpectedly, Xiaoxin will forget the kindness of being a teacher in a blink of an eye. Xiaoxin, bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors will be punished by God. The evil wind fox's eyes drooped and pretended to be heartbroken.

"..." If she can, she really doesn't mind bullying her ancestors.

The petals of Manzhu Shahua, which were still blooming just now, slowly closed, and a large area of Manzhu Shahua drilled into the ground and disappeared, as if the red ocean just now was just a dream.

Without flowers, there will naturally be no fragments.

What a pity!

After sighing, Zuo Zixin opened the distance from the evil wind and looked at the evil wind fixedly and said, "Master, why did you accept me as an apprentice at the beginning?"

This problem has been bothering her for 3,000 years.

There must be a reason behind the endless charm of the heroine, right? Throughout the story, fate is always so mysterious, and it is an indispensable factor to promote the development of the storyline.

The evil wind raised his eyebrows and looked at Zuo Zixin playfully, "Xiao Xinxin, of course I like you as a teacher, otherwise why would you accept you as an apprentice? You also know that you are thin, not beautiful, not gentle, not prominent, and even your brain is at the level of a fool. I don't think I will accommodate you so much except that I like you.

Zuo Zixin doesn't believe it for this reason. Do you like it? Unless she is funny, will she believe him? However, Zuo Zixin also knew that she had no choice but to acquiesce. Who let the evil wind not tell her?

"Master, if I become an immortal, what kind of immortal will I be?" Zuo Zixin changed the topic. She could feel that her fairy fate was not far away, so she was very curious about what kind of fairy she could be when she went to the fairyland.

It is said that the competition in the fairyland is also very large, with distinct levels and dignity.

The evil wind glanced at Zuo Zixin's eyes and said lightly, "It's probably a ghost fairy."

Zuo Zixin stopped. Sure enough, her master is the kind of person who talks amazingly. Of course, she knows that she is a ghost fairy, but she just wants to know the level or something?

In fact, she is quite curious about what the fairyland is like, probably the realm of clouds and clouds and fairy sounds.

"Xiao Xinxin, if you want to go to the fairyland, I can take you there as a teacher." Just in Zuo Zixin's melancholy, the evil wind suddenly came.

"Really?" Zuo Zixin was ready to move and showed joy. If you can go to the fairyland, it's also good to be familiar with the environment.

She has been in the cultivation world for thousands of years, and suddenly wants to move her home to the fairyland one day. The best way is to step on it first and get in touch with your feelings.

Well, her life was like this a long time ago.

The evil wind blinked his eyes and said slowly under Zuo Zixin's incomparable expectation, "Of course it's... fake."

Such a spoof made Zuo Zixin want to beat him up. To be honest, this idea has been around for thousands of years. She was thinking about whether to beat him up before becoming an immortal?

It can report thousands of years of resentment, but she is about to soar. Isn't it too immoral to do so?

Zuo Zixin thought for a moment, but still decided to turn Gan Ge into jade and silk. How can the master and apprentice have a night's hatred? Although the way they get along with each other really doesn't look like masters and apprentices, of course they are not lovers.

"Xiao Xinxin, don't you want to know your previous life? Let's take you to have a look. The evil wind suddenly waved its sleeves, and Manzhu Shahua, who had just disappeared, grew up again and surrounded them.

"Really?" Zuo Zixin was a little moved, but in view of the fact that eight of the ten sentences of the evil wind are always deceptive, and her character is extremely suspected, Zuo Zixin does not believe that the evil wind will be so kind.

"Xiao Xinxin, how can you not believe in being a teacher? Is it really hard to be a teacher? The evil wind restrained his sleeves and pretended to wipe the tears around his cheeks.

Actually, her master is a daughter, right?

"Uh." Zuo Zixin was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Xiao Xinxin, let's go." The evil wind wrapped around Zuo Zixin's waist, and a dark light flashed in the fox's eyes.

"Where are you going?" Zuo Zixin frowned and didn't see him move. As soon as her doubts came out, she felt a hazy consciousness.

Da Damn, I will definitely beat you up.

This is Zuo Zixin's last thought after losing consciousness.