Chapter 216 Crossing the Disaster

Zuo Zixin opened her round eyes and looked at the dark clouds in the sky unbelievably, and then a purple thunderbolt that was thicker than just now fell down and hit Zuo Zixin's head.

There was no aura and no spiritual weapon to block the power of Tianlei. The power of the thunderstorm was all poured into the top of Zuo Zixin's head, and then she clearly heard the crackling sound of the skull, and blood dripping down her face.

This is not enough. The power of thunder enters the whole body, causing the meridians to break, the blood vessels to burst, and the skin to turn blood color. Under the strong pressure, blood squeezed out of the pores and made countless fine noises.

The unformed Yuanying was dispersed by Tianlei, so the spiritual power could not be condensed.

If she can't survive the thunderstorm, her cultivation will be destroyed, and even this ghost life will die.

She felt that it was more and more difficult to breathe, the tip of her nose smelled of blood, a string in her mind broke, and her body fell weakly. She looked unwillingly at the green lawn, the dissipating clouds in the sky, and the anxious wind and round balls in the distance.

Why is she going to cheat so much? Obviously, there are only three thunderstorms, why is there another one more? Is God deliberately tricking her?

If there is a chance, she must go up and argue with God; if there is a chance, she must... Unfortunately, there is no chance.

She felt that the power of life was disappearing, and the scenery in front of her became more and more blurred.

She is strange. Isn't she a ghost? Hasn't the ghost died once? Why do you still want to die? Is it possible to die again and die again? She doubted what she would become if she died this time. The ashes and smoke disappeared, became a light fog, and dissipated between heaven and earth. So, will she still appear?

Life, the cycle of cause and effect, so does she still have a chance?

Suddenly, the lost vitality suddenly changed, and a wonderful feeling broke out in the dissipated Dantian, like a seed, which was slowly sprouting. She is trying to break free from the obstacles, bursting up and bursting into vitality.

Is this?

Zuo Zixin didn't know where her power came from. Suddenly, her eyes opened blankly and flashed red. Strange airflows emerged all over the people who were still in Xishan just now.

The seeds in Dantian finally broke through the obstacle, emitted green buds and turned into a fiery red lotus flower. The lotus emitted red light, the blood on Zuo Zixin's body solidified, the bones made a crackling sound, and some black dregs were discharged from the body. The lotus slowly changed, and a small baby appeared. She stepped on the red lotus and fell asleep safely.

The clouds in the sky form a flying phoenix, emitting golden light all over it, and the phoenix makes a cry to the sky.

Yuanying has become.

Outside the magic garden, at the front desk of Tianji Pavilion, Lou Xiaopan made a calculation and said to Xiaojiao, who was packing up, "She has been in for 50 years, right?"

Xiaojiao's hand paused and then nodded, "Well, the young master should be out of the customs."

Fifty years, from the middle period of Jindan to the end, Jindan is not long. They are ghost cultivation. The cultivation of ghost cultivation is much more difficult than that of human cultivation and other demons, and qualifications like young masters are already at the upper level.

In the silence, I suddenly saw that black clouds began to condense above the Tianji Pavilion, and there was a faint power of thunder. Lou Xiao reacted first and frowned, "She's getting married!"

After saying that, as soon as he brushed his sleeves, the door of Tianji Pavilion closed, and then he went to the backyard with Xiaojiao. A dark cloud condensed on the top of Zuo Zixin's room and turned into a flash of lightning.

At present, the tiles on the top of the room have turned into rubble, and the yard that was just good is now crumbling. Tianji Pavilion itself has a formation. Unexpectedly, a thunder split the yard like this. I have to admit that the thunder is very fierce.

Then the second thunder came down again, and the whole yard collapsed. Soon after, the third thunder fell, and there was a faint pressure from Yuanying in the ruins.

Yuanying has become? Xiaojiao smiled at the corners of her mouth and breathed a sigh of relief.

No, Lou Xiao frowned, and the baby will cause celestial phenomena, but now there is nothing in the sky except dark clouds moving. Sure enough, the dark clouds that had dissipated quickly gathered together and fell a more powerful thunderbolt without reflecting.

The pressure of Yuanying in the ruins has disappeared, and the spirit of Jindan is gone.

"Lord, young master?" Xiaojiao trembled her hands and looked at the ruins in disbelief. Throughout the ages, the Yuanying monk could not stop the thunderstorm and turned into flying ashes in the thunderstorm.

So, is she the young master? Xiaojiao bit her lips, and her eyes were sad.

Lou Xiao stood in place for a long time, then sighed and turned away.

At this time, Yuanying's pressure suddenly increased in the ruins, and the clouds that had just dissipated gathered together, presenting the phoenix and singing sky.

"Phoenix and Ming, someone has a baby." The flower demons on the street put aside their work and coincidentally set their eyes on the sky.

"It seems to be the direction of Tianji Pavilion. Is it her?" Someone shouted that the person who can trigger the phoenix will definitely do great things in the future.

"Oh, how did the peach blossoms bloom in front of my door?" A flower demon opened the door and saw the planted peach blossoms blooming brightly.

"Ah, the plum blossoms are also blooming."

"Look, the flowers in the flower world are blooming."

All kinds of trees on the streetside have bloomed, and the flowers and plants in the forest have also bloomed beautiful flowers. For a while, the whole flower world was full of fragrance and colorful butterflies were flying.

"Is our great flower god back?"

Legend has it that when hundreds of flowers bloom and butterflies return, it is the day when the flower god comes back.

The Flower God is finally back.

There was a trace of movement in the soil above the ruins, and then a woman in a long red dress rushed away from the soil. Her long hair flew and fell on her white jade-like face, and there was a red lotus flower with three petals in the corners of her eyes. She stood in mid-air, dancing with the wind, as if she could smell the fragrance on her body.

"Look, butterfly." One of the women in red who watched the sky over the pavilion on the street suddenly saw butterflies lined up from around and raced in the same direction.

All kinds of butterflies flew around the woman in red and danced. The woman in red smiled and stretched out her slender hand. A butterfly stopped on her finger and kissed her hand gently.

Her eyes slowly turned and finally fell on the flower demon on the street. A smile upsets the city and turns all sentient beings upside down.

This charming smile makes the demons in the flower world unforgettable. This look makes them willing to become servants for her and shed their blood. Even a thousand years later, they will not forget this.

They forgot what they had just thought, and a word appeared in their minds at the same time: submission.

Great Flower God, you are finally back and come back to save your subjects. Flower God, we are willing to fight with you and regain our honor.

The sky disappeared. After the butterflies danced a parting dance around the woman in red, they left reluctantly and scattered all over the flower world. And the flowers that had just opened also closed in an instant and disappeared, leaving only the trees standing there quietly.

"Young master, congratulations on your baby." After the girl in red landed from the sky, Xiaojiao put away her shock and walked to her for joy.

"Hmm." Zuo Zixin nodded. The whole temperament was very different from before, giving people a holy feeling, as if she would feel ashamed after looking at it more.

Lou Xiao lost Xiaojiao's Reno. He coldly took out a square box and handed it to Zuo Zixin. "Young master, the master asked me to give it to you after you bear the baby, saying that it was a baby gift for you."

Her cheap master is still accurate, but he actually knows that she has a baby. However, now she is more curious about what is in it. She gently opens the wooden box, which contains two blades.

The blade is very similar to a double-leaf flying knife. The two ends are pointed, the blade is five centimeters long, the widest part is two centimeters, and the color is transparent. If the brocade cloth with the blade is black, she is afraid she doesn't know that there is still something inside.

"Hear." Xiaojiao took a deep breath and looked at the blade in Zuo Zixin's hand with envy, but she was just envious and not jealous.

"Xiaojiao, do you know each other?" Zuo Zixin frowned and looked at the blade in the palm of his hand. This thing is too small for her to cut watermelon. Is there anything famous in it?

"Young master, I don't know him." Xiaojiao shook her head and replied, in exchange for the two people standing next to her with white eyes.

Why inhale if you don't know? Left Zixin twitched the corners of her mouth, silently withdrew the blade of her palm into the wooden box, then turned around, looked at the ruins in front of her, and decisively turned around and walked to the front yard.

What is this blade? Let's study it by herself.

Zuo Zixin returned to the magic garden, opened the wooden box, and carefully looked at the blade. What on earth did she do with these two small double-leaf flying knives? So thin, Zuo Zixin's finger abdomen slipped through the incision of the blade, and a scratch appeared on the finger abdomen, and the blood dripped down on the blade. Suddenly, her mind was connected with the blade. It was thought that she inadvertently let the blade drip blood to recognize the master.

Although the blade is small, its strength is extraordinary. A blade that can easily cut through the skin of the thick and strong Yuanying monk is not ordinary. However, how to use this kind of thing is a problem?

Is it too small to compete with other people's magic weapons? The color is too transparent to find... Zuo Zixin compared 18 weapons one by one and finally knew how to use this blade.

With a cover of her palm, two blades flew to one palm and rotated in the palm. The color of the blade is transparent and even more unpreventable. This thing is simply a murderer, and it is a must-have hidden weapon for people behind it to go out.

Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows, split her hand, and the blade stuck to her palm flew out, hidden in the air, penetrated an elixir tree in the distance, and then flew back. With a loud bang, the elixir tree that the blade had just passed fell down. The whole incision was very neat and there was no flaw.

Zuo Zixin smiled with satisfaction, opened his hand, looked at the blade attached to the palm of his hand, and said, "From today on, you can call it Fei Ye. You follow me and we will create a world that belongs to us."

After saying that, Fei Ye seemed to beat gently and finally got into Zuo Zixin's palm.