Hidden God

Chapter Sixty One

Ayin stood cramped in front of Zhong Ling Palace holding Feng Yin's soul, and watched the three of them approaching, not daring to move for half a step.

Kuching had seen the figure in front of Zhongling Palace a long time ago. He almost jumped from the Yuanshen Sword and fell in front of Ah Yin. Kuching's gaze fell on the soul held in Ah Yin's hands, his thin lips pressed into a sharp and silent arc.

The fire phoenix jade on his waist screamed lightly and cheerfully. There was no doubt that it was the fire phoenix jade welcoming Feng Yin's soul return.

Ajiu and Yanshuang fell behind in front of the palace. Looking at the soul in Ah Yin's hands, Ah Jiu just wanted to ask if Ah Yin had really given up half of his life. He caught a glimpse of Kuching's dangerous gaze. His brows frowned, as if worried.

"You..." Kuching just moved his lips.

"Ajin, this is Xiaofengjun's soul." Before Kuching could speak, Ayin carefully held the group of red souls to Kuching, panicked and at a loss. It was her who had saved Fengyin. She was also the one who died half-life, but instead she lowered her head and dared not look at people as if she had done something wrong.

Why should I give up half of my life? Why did you run back regardless? Why is it so stupid! Kuching was bored with questions and anger all the way, but when he saw Ah Yin holding the phoenix hidden soul in front of him, he couldn't ask a word.

She is for him, he understands better than anyone else, and it is because she understands that she feels more uncomfortable and regrets than having his birthday.

Seeing that Kuching was silent, Ah Yin's head was buried lower and whispered: "Actually, I have nothing to do. Xiuyan Guijun used spiritual power to condense the inner alchemy for me. I now have the power of the monarch. I will find Fengyin’s soul in the future, and I can also help you, and I won’t cause you any more trouble..."

"Ayin." Kuching suddenly said, calling her.

Ayin looked up blankly, and Kuching was looking at her forbearingly.

"Don't mention Feng Yin anymore." Kuching took Feng Yin's soul and put it into the Fire Phoenix Jade, his voice was dry and dull, "Let's go, let's go home."

After saying this, Kuching didn't say a word, and took Ayin's hand towards the virtual realm.

Ah Jiu was always relieved, and wanted to ask Ah Yin's body, but was pulled by Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang cast a look at the two holding hands in front, and then shook his head at Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu's lips tightened, her eyes were full of loss, and after all, she didn't speak again.

Inside Zhong Ling Palace, Ao Ge watched them walk out of the ghost world from the water mirror, somewhat surprised.

"I thought Donghua's apprentice would demolish my Zhongling Palace, but I didn't expect him to leave so quietly."

"He is focused on that little girl, so he can care about you." In the mist, the power of Xiuyan's soul emerged, and he touched his chin with some meaning. Familiar breath."

"A breath you are familiar with?" Ao Ge raised his eyebrows, "You have only stayed in the ghost world since you came down to the **** realm. Isn't he a member of the **** realm?"

Xiuyan has been nurtured by the power of chaos for thousands of years, and he is naturally very familiar with the power of chaos. The young man in the mist raised his head, leaned against the floating mirror and yawned. "I don't know, even if I know, I have to pretend not to know. In case I'm not mistaken, we may have to bow to him. Given our age and age, it would be too shameful."

Apart from Xiuyan, Ao Ge didn't care about anything else. When he saw him, he didn't ask any more, but he was a little concerned about A Yin.

"That little girl has a good heart. Most of the water-condensed beasts do not have a long lifespan. I am afraid that she will come to our ghost world to settle down in a hundred years. She finally helped us. You can find a good person for her and protect him from reincarnation. Come and go well."

Tsk tsk, isn’t this very humane, how come the nose is not the nose and the eyes when facing the little girl.

Xiuyan slandered in his heart, but after listening to Ao Ge's words, he sighed and looked out of the palace.

"Brother, this girl and our fate, I'm afraid it will be less than a hundred years."

The sound in the mist came vaguely, and when Ao Ge listened carefully, the soul of Xiuyan was scattered in the mirror, and he refused to speak any more.

The four of them went all the way out of the ghost world towards Daze Mountain. Originally Yanshuang and Ajiu were worried that Ayin would be tired from running around on the road with half of his spiritual energy. They wanted to propose a rest in Kunlun Mountain, but they remembered that Ayin was there for them. I didn't dare to mention it again in front of Kuching.

The four hurried back to Daze Mountain. Tsing Yi stayed alone at the gate of the mountain for half a month and was bored. As soon as they saw everyone coming back, they jumped up and down with joy. After only half a day, they became a part of Yanshuang.

The marriage between Lan Feng and Hua Shu has been spread throughout the Three Realms. Xianshan and Xianzhu were afraid of Kuching's young age and shameless face, so they did not dare to ask him. Seeing that they were extremely silent after Kuching came back, they lived in the library for a long time. Sentimental injury. The two old men pondered to ask Ajiu and Ayin about the details of this long journey. After returning to the mountain, the two live treasures who were amused in their lives would rather stay in the Qiyue Hall and get moldy than half a step closer to Zeyou Hall.

The two elders guarding the mountain gate were confused about the ups and downs of the young and young people, and it was not easy to call people specifically to ask for details about the unsuccessful begging, and they were so worried that they had a few more white hairs.

Another half month passed. At first, Ah Jiu and Yan Shuang stood by Ah Yin's side, fearing that she would accidentally fall down after losing her life. Later, she saw that her skin was tight every day and she jumped up with Tsing Yi. The next jump did not stop, and the vitality was even greater than before, and only then slowly became concerned.

Fairies and beasts have a long life span, even tens of thousands of years are still young, even if they lose half of their lifespan, there will be no accidents for hundreds of thousands of years.

Only in Kuching, who has lived in the library since returning to the mountain, hasn't even shown one side. Ah Jiu seized the opportunity to put eye drops on Kuching, and when he was okay, he loved to say a few words of white-eyed wolf in front of Ah Yin. Even Yan Shuang felt that Ah Yin had given up half of his life for Kuching to return to Fengyin's soul. He didn't even get a good word. He was still worried all the time like he had done a lot of wrong things. It was a bit too frustrated.

If it weren't for Kuching's scourge, the hidden soul of the phoenix flew away, how could there be so many things now?

Only Ayin, she stayed outside the library without a word for half a month. She never saw Kuching coming out. Finally, she couldn't hold back, carrying the mung bean cake made in Tsing Yi, and rushing into the library cheekyly taking advantage of the moonlight. In Zeshan's most boring but longest-standing collection of books.

The library is two stories high and has the appearance of an octagonal pagoda. It has bluestones on the outside and mysterious wood on the inside. Each layer contains ancient books from the Three Realms for more than 60,000 years. It is the favorite place in Tsing Yi on weekdays.

At this time, the candlelight of Yunliang penetrated the wooden steps and imprinted on his feet, warm and bright. The ground on the first floor of the Book Collection Hall is covered with ancient books. If you look carefully, they are all about the only copies of fairy, monsters and beasts in the ancient times.

Ah Yin carried Xiao Zhulan and stepped into the library. Without seeing anyone on the first floor, he quietly climbed up to the second floor with the lights.

Kuching is dressed in black and black uniforms, and he is looking through ancient books with his head down. His brows were slightly frowned, and there was a light black mark under his eyes, showing a touch of fatigue.

For some reason, since this trip to Bainiao Island to go to the Palace of the King of Ghosts, Ayin has always felt that Kuching has become more silent and introverted. The boy who smiled bluntly and bluntly in the Forbidden Valley of Houshan seems to be farther away from her.

Her gaze was not constricted at all, with undisguised rarity and love. As soon as Kuching looked up, he ran into such a pair of frank eyes. He slightly grasped the joy in his heart, and then lowered his head to read the ancient book, but in the end he couldn't bear that eyes were too disappointed and ended, and he finally opened his mouth.

"I'm here, what are you doing there?"

This sentence is not very gentle, even with a little coldness. Ayin was amnesty, and he climbed up the wooden steps, and walked to the table in three steps and two steps.

"Ajin, I'm coming to see you." While smiling flatteringly, she took out the mung bean cake from the small bamboo basket and set it up in Kuching. "This is just made by Tsing Yi. I will bring it to you as soon as it is out of the pot. It's warm. You haven't been out of the library for more than ten days. Even if the gods don't need to eat, they still have to live. It's cold, I've warmed the drunk jade dew, you taste it."

Kuching looked at the food filled with small children in an instant, and glanced at the ancient book that was almost swept off the table by Ah Yin, quite helpless.

"Well, let it go. It's late, you go back to Qiyue Hall to rest first."

He answered casually, took the ancient book again and began to read it.

Ayin looked at the fatigue between his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows, and finally stopped pretending to be a little wife, grabbed the book in Kuching's hand, pushed Zui Yulu in front of him, and commanded roughly: " Drunk Yulu drank, add some spiritual power, go back and rest, don't watch it anymore."

Kuching glanced at Ah Yin, who was burning under his eyes, rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, "Stop making trouble, and return the book to me."

Ayin slapped the book on the table, clanging loudly, "Don't read it, even if you go through all the ancient books of the Three Realms, you can't find a way to make up for the life of the water-condensed beast."

Kuching's expression changed, his outstretched hand froze in the air, and he paused invisibly.

"The ancestor Bibo told me when we were in Ziyue Mountain that our ordinary water-condensed beasts use spiritual power to save people. One lifespan will be lost once the life is saved. This is the law of heaven and earth, and no one can change it. A Jin, you don't want to do it anymore. It took a lot of effort."

There was a sudden silence in the library, this silence made the air suffocated, just like the tranquility before a storm.

"He is a sacred beast and he knows to cherish his life. He is terribly afraid of death all day long. He is afraid to come out from hiding in Ziyue Mountain. If you know what, why don't you cherish your life!"

After enduring the anger for half a month, Kuching got up abruptly, slapped it on the table, his eyes flushed, "You are not Bibo, you can't live like him for thousands of years, do you know how to lose half? What does Shouyuan mean? It means that you may not even be able to live a hundred years old, do you know?"

Most fairy beasts have a life span of tens of thousands of years, and when they can't transform into humans or go further, they will naturally die. However, this species of hydrogel beast is quite special. Because of its natural healing power, its life span has always been very short. Most ordinary hydrogel beasts are only a few hundred years old. However, due to the rare occurrence of hydrocoagulated beasts, there has never been one except Bibo in these sixty thousand years, so nowadays most immortals do not know that hydrocoagulated beasts are such a short-lived species.

But Kuching grew up in the ancient gods. He was educated by the apocalypse since he was a child, and he knew very well about the secrets of the fairy demon and beasts. This is why he raised Ah Yin by his side since he was a child. The reason why the eyeballs are still heavy.

He always knew that she could not live long, but he couldn't accept the fact that she could not even survive a hundred years old.

Kuching's voice was shaking, and the hand holding the table even burst into blue veins. His chaotic power has not been unlocked, and the apocalypse is not in Ziyue Mountain. He cannot return to the ancient gods to seek help from the mother god. But Ah Yin has only a hundred years or less left.

If he had not found a way to continue Ah Yin's life before then, he could only watch Ah Yin go through death and reincarnation. Ayin is not a god, and she cannot reincarnate with the power of the soul. Once she drank Mengpotang and walked through Huangquan Road to die, there would be no Ayin in this world, his water-condensed beast Ayin.

Days of self-blame and guilt made Kuching not caring about anything except staying in the library and frantically searching for a way to continue Ah Yin's life. But this **** who had lost half of his lifespan appeared in front of him with a look of indifferent, heartless and more comfortable than anyone else.

"I know. A Jin, I didn't spare my life."

Seeing Kuching finally let out the fire, Ah Yin heaved a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Kuching would suffocate herself if she held it down.

Ah Yin stroked Kuching's hand as if trying to calm his anger and worry.

"Everyone has what they want to do and what they must do. You gave me my life. If you owe Fengyin, I owe Fengyin. If I don't bring her back, I won't feel at ease for the rest of my life."

Without Kuching, she would now be just a sleeping water condensed beast in the Forbidden Valley of Daze Mountain. She has no life, no friends, no masters, no brothers, and no family members. Everything she has now is given by Kuching. of. As long as it is for Kuching and Dazeshan, let alone half of the lifespan, even if her life is exchanged, she is willing.

"I can live for a hundred years, but Feng Yin has fallen without even seeing this world. She is more pitiful than me. The Emperor Feng and the elders of the Feng clan are still waiting for her to wake up." Ayin looked up and turned towards her. Kuching looked at it, "My life is long. We still have a hundred years to go, Ajin, let's slowly figure out a solution. Don't worry about me anymore."

Looking at the persistence of Ah Yin's eyes, Kuching finally sighed.

"Oh, you can try mung bean cake, Tsing Yi made it for you." Ah Yin pushed the mung bean cake to Kuching again, with a lively atmosphere.

Kuching really couldn't do anything about this carefree girl. He also knew that his current worries scared Ah Yin, and he didn't want her to think about it anymore.

He took a bite of the mung bean cake on the table, then frowned.

Ayin quickly said: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? Is it cold?"

Kuching shook his head, and spoke very reservedly: "There is less sugar."

Ayin froze for a moment, then laughed out loudly, "Well, well, tomorrow I let Tsing Yi put more sugar, so he said his uncle likes to eat it."

The smile on Ah Yin's face was relieved and light, and finally no longer cautious. Kuching looked at the smile on her face and took the drunk jade dew that she had handed over. He felt that the restlessness of the past half month was also slowly subsided by Ah Yin's smile.

Outside the second floor of the Book Collection Hall, a wisp of abnormal black gas turned into a vague human figure to spy out in the moonlight. It maliciously looked at the scene under the candlelight thoughtfully, not knowing what it was calculating.

Kuching in the temple seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked out the window.

"Stay in the hall and don't come out!"

Kuching exhorted to Ah Yin, and the Yuan Shenjian came out of its own side and struck the black air sharply into the air.