Hidden God

Chapter Fifty Nine

In the Wushuang Hall, the ghost king sits high on the throne, a pair of red pupils are dark and bright, staring at Ah Yin.

"Are you willing to use half of your spiritual power for Fengyin's Three Souls?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that your spiritual power is lifespan?"

"knowledge."

Seeing Ah Yin's answer calmly, the ghost king raised his eyebrows with great interest, his icy eyebrows turned slightly, "You Daze Mountain, it's all kind of love."

"Your Majesty, I wonder who you want to use half of my spiritual power to save?"

With the status of the ghost king and the ghost power, even entering the six reincarnations to pull back the soul can be done. She needs her spiritual power, naturally there is someone who wants to save, and that person must not have entered the cycle.

Seeing the ghost king not speaking, Ah Yin suddenly blessed his soul and blurted out: "Your Majesty, what you want to save is Xiuyan Guijun?"

The ghost king was slightly startled, and his eyes were cold. "Why do you know that this king wants to save him?"

Ayin scratched his head, "Guess. This is the ghost world. Without your majesty's permission, how could Xiuyan Tower publicly sell the tokens to enter the Zhongling Palace? The sycamore tree my master gave to Xiuyan Ghost Monarch is now also Growing in your majesty’s palace, I guess you must have a very close relationship between the master Xiuyan and your majesty.” She looked at the ghost king, “I saw the ghost monarch Xiuyan yesterday in the Xiuyan building. The spiritual power of the beast is naturally capable of nurturing and repairing the soul. Your Majesty only needs my spiritual power to cultivate the ghost of the word."

"What a smart little girl. You helped him in the Xiuyan Building. If you weren't the only water-condensed beast in the world, this king would definitely not want you to exchange half of your lifespan." The ghost king's eyes were cold. Dispersed, his hand flicked the jade pull finger on his finger at random, "This king has waited for a water-condensed beast for 70,000 years. Seventy thousand years ago, there was a sacred beast battle in the ancient world. All the water-condensed beasts except Bibo Died in the chaos of war. It is also destined to be, 70,000 years later, a hydrogel cub will be born in the Three Realms."

Seventy thousand years ago? The ancient world experienced the catastrophe of chaos sixty thousand years ago. At that time, it was clear that there was no ghost world. What is the origin of this ghost king? Could it be that he came from the ancient gods?

Ayin became more and more puzzled about the origin of the ghost king, but it was too old, and she was so weak that a cub that had only been awake for a few years. But this was the first time she had heard of the water-condensed beast clan. It turned out that her clan had been extinct for 70,000 years. No wonder Bibo saw her like a treasure.

The ghost king sighed with emotion, "You guessed it right, the soul of Xiuyan will be exhausted at any time, and this king really wants your spiritual power to save him."

The ghost king unconsciously rubbed the fingers between his fingers, but Ah Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, she frowned, and doubts appeared in her eyes.

"Let's go, he is in Zhong Ling Palace. After you repair his soul with spiritual power, this king will hand over Feng Yin's three souls to you."

The ghost king got up and went to the back of the temple.

A bishi road leads directly to the apse of Zhongling Palace, and the king of ghosts glanced at the phoenix tree that was tall at the back of the temple.

"He is behind the palace, you go."

After the ghost king finished speaking, he left. Ayin looked at his back thoughtfully, and walked towards the plane tree.

The lush branches and leaves of the phoenix tree were exposed outside the wall of the temple, glowing with golden spiritual power. A Yin slowly approached, only to feel that the little golden light was like the only warmth in the cold and gloomy ghost world, like a young man standing upright under a tree.

Xiuyan was dressed in a blue Confucian costume, his eyes patrolling in the golden spiritual power, he heard the footsteps behind him, he turned his head and sighed.

"Little girl, you are here after all."

He seemed to be expecting everything, but he seemed helpless to everything.

Ayin nodded and approached him. Seeing that Xiuyan's expression was not disturbed, Ah Yin smiled and blinked at her, "Xiuyan Guijun, I will pay the real price of that special token."

Xiuyan was taken aback for a moment, and was infected by her carefree smile, and said unhappyly: "I'm so happy to give me half of your life? Little girl, are you really heartless or stupid?"

"None." Ayin shook his head, "I treasure my life very much."

Xiuyan shook his head, "Your senior brother couldn't even bear your life for a day, but you came back quietly and exchanged half your life for the soul of the little phoenix. Are you afraid that he won't be able to stand it if he knows it?"

A Yin said with a look, remembering Kuching's wrath after waking up, her heart trembled a few times. She took a breath, and sighed as she learned to Xiuyan: "What can I do, your ghost king only wants my spiritual power to be exchanged, and I can't beat him. What else can I do except change it obediently?"

Seeing Xiuyan's words, his pale face became less colorless, and he was obviously hesitant. Ayin waved her hand again and again, leaning close to him and said: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously, but don't be unwilling to change with me." Her voice was low, and Fang said again: "Ghost, I didn't take my life as a trifling matter. It’s not a joke. Our family A Jin owes that Xiao Fengjun a living. He has been guilty for ten years, and I don’t want him to live with the guilt for Feng Yin in the future."

The strength of the ghost king is unfathomable. Without thousands of years of cultivation, A Jin's desire to defeat him is simply a fantasy. How can she bear to watch Kuching suffer thousands of years of self-blame.

"My life was originally given by A Jin. Without him, I would not be where I am today. I am willing to use half of my lifespan for Fengyin's three souls." Ayin was sincere, with firm eyes, and politely said to Xiu. "Please also The ghost becomes a complete Ayin."

Xiuyan was shaken by the persistence in her eyes. After a long time, she finally said, "If this is the case, I will allow you."

After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged under the plane tree and stretched out his hand to Ah Yin.

With a smile on Ayin's face, she nodded and sat cross-legged across from Xiuyan. Ayin let out a long sigh and said, "Ghost, you just close your eyes and leave the rest to me."

Xiuyan nodded and closed his eyes. Yuehui fell on his face through the sycamore leaves, reflecting his deep outline.

When Xiuyan closed his eyes and his black eyes were covered, all the truth seemed to be clear.

Ayin looked down at his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her head again, as if she hadn't seen anything, put her hand to her forehead and gathered her spiritual energy in meditation.

After a while, her hand moved away from her forehead, and a ray of light green spiritual power flowed into her forehead with her fingertips as if it were spiritual. Pure spiritual power continuously enters Xiuyan's body, quietly repairing his soul, until the broken soul mark in the depths of his ghost pill gathers little by little, gradually becoming stronger and stable. In contrast, Ah Yin's face became paler and paler.

At the same time, Kuching was flying to Chang'an with his sword, his expression was cold and his eyes were gloomy.

After all, Ah Jiu is a beast, and his flying speed is not as refreshing as he is. This matter is anxious to dominate. He ignores other things, sitting on the golden eagle with a worried expression on his face, and is equally silent.

The apse of Zhongling Palace.

An hour later, Ah Yin finally made up the soul in his body for Xiuyan. She retracted her hand, and she was relieved to see Xiuyan's ruddy face.

Xiuyan opened his eyes and saw Ayin's face pale and frowned, and he couldn't help but grasp her wrist. Powerful ghost power poured into Ah Yin's body, directly recasting Xianji for her. The vigorous power accumulated in Ah Yin's body. The mung bean-sized inner alchemy in her body continued to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye until the inner alchemy became the size of a walnut. Dark green. Then she only heard a "click", she Xianji Xiaocheng, so she was promoted directly to the next king.

Kuching has been practicing hard for a hundred years in the forbidden area of ​​Daze Mountain before reaching the peak of Xiajun. In such a short time, she has the power of Xiajun. Ayin became used to the delicate little flowers, suddenly turned into a capable player, and never recovered.

After a while, Xiuyan retracted his hand, stood up, and asked, "How do you feel now?"

The powerful immortal power surged in the body, this feeling was so beautiful and comfortable, Ayin squinted her eyes, then stood up, she waved towards the wall at will, the immortal power turned into lightning and hit the green brick. There was a loud noise, and the wall was broken.

Is this still the self who can't lift his shoulders and pick the wind? Ayin opened his mouth wide, his eyes staring round. It's worthy of that level. He spent half his lifespan, and he was weak just now. He was about to die. When he shot, he was like a Dali pill and opened an external plug-in!

A blessing in disguise, Ah Yin turned her head and looked at Xiuyan, thanking him sincerely: "I think it's pretty good, really." She shook Xiuyan's hand vigorously, only to be grateful, "Xiuyan" Ghost, thank you so much, I finally don’t have to call for help when I meet a monster in the future."

Xiuyan was amused by Ah Yin, and the guilt of half her life was finally eliminated. He patted Ah Yin's head, "The little girl is glib! After all, Xianli practice must comply with the fate of heaven. I can only help you promote to the throne. If you continue to condense your inner alchemy, it may not be a good thing for you. "

Ayin knew that the law of the Three Realms was irreversible, and Xiuyan was already breaking the rules to help her. Moreover, she didn't have such a strong desire for strength, so she waved her hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm already very satisfied with being a monarch. I don't have the grand desire to beat the Three Realms and kick the Eight Wastes."

Seeing Ah Yin smiled happily, Xiuyan sighed.

He took half of Ah Yin's lifespan, but he could only give her some celestial power to come to him, and couldn't do more for her. "

Xiuyan raised his hand, and three strands of golden soul floated from the plane tree. With a wave of his hand, three strands of soul were surrounded by him and fell into his hands.

A Yin’s heart beat, Feng Yin’s soul has always been drawn from the phoenix tree only by A Jin with the Fire Phoenix Jade, and Xiuyan can be drawn directly with ghost power. His strength is probably still in the demigod three-fire demon dragon. Above.

But why is there no name Xiuyan Guijun on the Qiankun Pillar?

Xiuyan handed Feng Yin's soul to Ah Yin, "This is the soul of that little phoenix. Take it away."

Seeing Ah Yin took it, he said again: "Little girl, today you are willing to save me with half of my life, so that I will not suffer from the ashes of my soul. It is a great kindness to me. If you need me one day in the future, I I will do my best for you and return to your kindness and kindness today."

After Xiuyan finished speaking, he turned to leave, and Ah Yin's voice sounded behind him.

"Your Majesty's words, Ah Yin remembered, let's go and a goodbye, the future is unknown. A Yin hopes that there will not be a day to disturb Your Majesty for hundreds of thousands of years."