9000 years

The red light was in full bloom on Zhenmo Mountain, and all the peach blossoms in the peach forest had fallen, exposing the bare branches, and the red light lay across it, like a scarlet eye.

After a long distance, Fuyu's attire changed, a smear of blood appeared in his eyes, and then the entire pupils turned a frightening red, and the silver hair fell down, agitating with the strong wind of the East China Sea.

He landed in the center of the demon barrier, and the moment he fell, abundant demon energy rose from the ground and wrapped around him, and a dark door slowly opened in front of him. The gate was as high and wide as the Nantian Gate in the fairy world.

Ignoring the black air surrounding his body, he raised his feet to go inside, and grass and trees gradually grew up where his feet stepped, and tall cities seemed to grow out of the ground. The gorgeous flowers bloomed, and the moment the petals fell to the ground, several young and slim women appeared in front of them.

He pushed open the door at the end of the long road, and inside the hall was the long-lost fragrance of cotton jade, flowers and plants, and decorations, all of which were the same as before his lifetime.

The look in his eyes finally softened, and he brushed his fingers over the cold wooden chair, and he sighed softly: "It's been a long time."

It was already late at night when Si Ming returned to the Heavenly Palace from the underworld, he went straight to Shangwu Palace without stopping, and when he arrived, he found that there was no one in the palace, he was shocked, thinking why even Kun Yuan had disappeared.

Just as he was about to leave, an unclear figure appeared in front of the door, it was Kun Yuan.

Si Ming's heart was relieved, and he went up to meet him. He was about to ask where Fu Yu was, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the person in front of him. He supported Kun Yuan, who was a little drowsy, and asked, "What's wrong? Where is Fu Yu?" ?”

Kun Yuan seemed to be terrified. Si Ming started to tremble as soon as he touched him, and now he was shaking like a sieve. He looked up at Si Ming, and said out of nowhere: "Your Highness is dead!" gone."

Then the whole person started crying.

Si Ming thought he was talking about Yun Yi, and hurriedly patted his back to appease the person in front of him: "It's okay, don't be sad, His Highness Yun Yi has moved the restraint..."

"No, it's not Yun Yi, it's..." He was crying out of breath, but the strength of his hand grabbing Si Ming's sleeve was terribly strong, and Si Ming's heart skipped a beat. The person said, "It's His Royal Highness Fuyu."

"Fu Yu?" Si Ming couldn't help but raise the volume, "How do you know?"

Kun Yuan sucked his nose, and said intermittently: "The devil...has appeared in the Lingxiao Palace today, and the purple magic sound has been around for a long time in the Hundred Heavens. I just, just followed him to Zhenmo Mountain, He is... the Lord of Demons."

"What? You followed him to Zhenmo Mountain?"

Kun Yuan seemed to be frightened by the sudden cry, he stared blankly at Si Ming, tears welled up like money, and all accumulated in his eyes.

"How courageous are you, dare to follow the devil all the way? Do you want to die?"

Kun Yuan stared blankly at the person, and said for a while, "Mr. Xing already knew?"

Si Ming let him go, his heart was very confused, he nodded and returned to the original question: "You said Fu Yu went to Zhenmo Mountain, right?"

"Yeah." The man was still dumbfounded. Si Ming looked up and suddenly found that this was not the way to return from the lower realm. He suddenly realized, stared at Kun Yuan and said, "Have you gone to Chijin Terrace?"

Kun Yuan's heart rate was unbalanced by Si Ming's startled tone, and he almost recited it all at once, but he nodded dully, not daring to speak.

Si Ming has nowhere to vent his anger, his mind is full of thoughts, this is completely over, he knows who Xuan Li is, let alone Kun Yuan and how he expressed it... It gives me a headache to think about it.

He went up with a flick of his sleeves, thinking of going to talk to Xuanli first, and let him be calm, but he didn't expect that when he was halfway there, someone behind him suddenly called him, and then a faint fragrance of peach blossoms floated to his side, blowing his feathers. Dressed in a sky-blue robe, holding a Xuanqing fan in his hand, he asked him in a casual tone: "Is Xing Jun going to the Chijin Terrace?"

Si Ming looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, Fu Yu looked at him puzzled, glanced at himself up and down, touched his face and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Si Ming collected his expression and smiled: "Where did your highness go? When you went just now, your highness happened to be away."

Fu Yu glanced at him with some deep meaning, but didn't show it on his face: "I went to the lower realm, I just came back, I brought some small things for Ah Ling, and I'm going to give them to him, is Xing Jun looking for me for something?"

Si Ming squinted his eyes, and he wasn't sure who the person in front of him was, so he didn't dare to speak rashly, he just asked ambiguously: "How is your cultivation recently? Immortal power is good, I went to the underworld yesterday to check your previous life Perhaps it was missing the scroll, but it has not been found."

Speaking of this, Fuyu suddenly heard the words Tianjun said to him not long ago, he let go of the fan in his hand and let him fly, and asked: "Tianjun told me before that my last life was because I ate Laojun's rejuvenation. Dan turned back to when he was a child, but I remember that Xingjun didn't tell me that."

Si Ming who asked this question was speechless, before he could organize his words, Fu Yu spoke again.

"If I turned back to my childhood because of taking the Rejuvenation Pill, there should be nothing wrong with this kind of thing except embarrassment. Why did Xingjun hide it from me?"

The clouds and mist dispersed before him, and a bright golden lotus appeared in front of him. The lotus flower in the center of the lake was so brilliant that it almost dazzled the eyes, and its figure was several times larger. His spiritual power is constantly wandering.

Fuyu seemed to be distracted by that side, and stopped chasing Si Mingwen, walked forward on his own, then stood at a safe distance, and softly called Xuanli: "A Ling."

The golden lotus in the center of the lake stopped, and Fu Yu took out a small thing from his bosom, it was a small clay figurine, round and fat, it was Xuan Li.

"I made it when I was in the lower realm today. The master who made the villain is very skillful. I used the portrait I drew. It seems a bit strange. It makes you ugly, but I like it very much. When I can't see you, look at it." It’s good to see him, but it’s a pity you can’t see him, he’s really cute.”

The lotus flower in the middle of the lake did not move, and Si Ming also stood far away without moving.

Fuyu, who was talking to himself, finally realized something was wrong, he raised his head to look at Xuanli, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

After a long while, a vortex rose up on the flat ground of the lotus pond, which had always been calm and undisturbed, and then the water in the pond surged up, and the water flow still spelled out a few words in mid-air.

He asked: "Who are you?"

Fuyu stared at the word fixedly, and slowly lowered the little man's hand, his throat moved, and he smiled mockingly, he jumped down from the cloud, suddenly moved forward a little, and floated on the The water in the mid-air dissipated in an instant, and spiritual power rushed to this side immediately, then he retracted his feet, raised his hand and pushed the spiritual power back. .

"Who do you say I am?" His voice was deep, with some elusive regret.

The golden lotus in the pool didn't move for a long time, Xuanli sat in the boundless, moonless and lightless square space, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

When Kun Yuan ran up in a hurry, he was meditating. The man cried and said, and Fu Yu died as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xuanli's mind was blank for a long time, he couldn't figure out how he died for no reason, not to mention how could he die with a phoenix bone in his body?

However, in the next second, he heard someone say that the Demon Lord was born, and it was Fu Yu's body that occupied him.

The heartbeat seemed to stagnate for a moment, and Xuanli couldn't remember clearly. The demon king and him were blood feuds of life and death. From the fire, and finally buried in the sea of ​​fire, the remnant soul was collected in the soul box, it should have been long ago......

Soul Sealer... Could it be that he is not dead?Instead, he ran out?

But the demons are not bound by heaven and earth by nature, they can't integrate with other races, and they can't even get married. So, is it possible that Fu Yu is a member of the demons?

Messy thoughts lingered in his mind, until Fuyu came over and he didn't figure it out, but it seemed that he was guided to something somewhere, there was a vague thought in his mind that couldn't be seen clearly, he intuitively felt it , will not be so simple.

After that, there was no sound for a long time, no one made a sound, Xuan Li couldn't make a sound at all, and the moment just now exhausted all the spiritual power he had accumulated for many days.

After a long time, the people on the shore spoke, and he only said a few words: "I am Fuyu, Ah Ling."

Xuanli turned his head, and for a moment he seemed to see the little guy standing in the distance by the pool with his head bowed, a flash of guilt flashed in his heart, he thought, how could he doubt him?Maybe it was Kun Yuan who made a mistake?

He raised his head in the void and moved forward a little, as if he could get closer to people.

Fu Yu stayed on the shore all night, he didn't sleep, he opened his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky, Si Ming left later, and he was the only one left in the whole Baichongtian.

A lot of strange pictures flashed through his mind, he felt strange, but also vaguely familiar, a feeling of contradiction and confusion, he often had some strange dreams recently, the person in the dream was himself, but it seemed not, the dream In the novel, he is so fierce and powerful that even Tianjun is afraid of him. Sometimes he can't tell whether it is a dream or reality.

He actually doesn't have much emotion for this heaven, but Xuanli is here, so he stays willingly, this place does not belong to him, he has known from the beginning, and the question Xuanli asked not long ago just reminded him He, maybe he should look for his past.

When leaving Shangchongtian, Fuyu put the clay figurine on the cloud where he had been lying, and he turned around to look at it several times, but he didn't take it away in the end.

Zhenmo Mountain has a radius of more than ten miles, and within a few days, it will be full of hustle and bustle. The once withered demon realm seems to be reborn overnight. dream.

Fu Yu reclined leisurely on the throne of Yueyou Palace, watching the palace people coming and going, as if in a lifetime.

"Your Majesty, I should ask Wu to see you."

Fu Yu didn't even bother to raise his hand, and blinked his eyes in response.

The man who came in was handsome, he knelt on the ground, holding several scrolls of documents: "Your Majesty, this is your... the scrolls of His Royal Highness Fu Yu's previous life, please have a look."

Fuyu became interested, he raised his hand and brushed away the maid who was pinching his shoulders, hooked his fingers, and the document automatically fell on the table, he grabbed one at random, glanced at it twice, then put it down until he I didn't know who to touch from the pile, his face suddenly changed, and then covered with an unpredictable smile.

Ying Wu looked up at him, the man tossed and read the document for a few times before slowly putting it down, and only glanced over the others in a hurry, leaving only the middle volume, he stared at Ying Wu with interest , After a long while, he said: "Only when the moon is in the night, you will see the true knowledge."