Hidden God

chapter eight

In the open space surrounded by the rockery, Lingjuan heard Biyun’s complaint, and hurriedly grabbed her hand and whispered to comfort: "Where did you think about it, I only have you in my heart. When Father returns to the Bodhi Cave, I beg him to go." Nanshan proposes marriage."

Nanshan Bijian Shangjun and Sifang emperor had a good relationship and couldn't easily offend him. He knew Biyun before, and now it seemed that he had to abandon the side of Wutong Island. Hey, if he knew that Jun Xiaofeng had achieved Nirvana so early, he wouldn't have made a private appointment with Biyun for a lifetime.

Biyun saw that Lingjuan spoke nicely, but his expression was a bit reluctant, and he casually said: "Lingjuan, Xiaofengjun is noble, except for the little **** of Qingchi Palace, where is there a fairy in the Three Realms who can match? Sure? Don't be delusional, thinking about who you are! If I marry you, can I only ask you for it?"

Biyun is a proud and arrogant lord, born beautiful, and he is always begged by all monarchs. With a little temperament, what he says is a bit arrogant and unpleasant.

The most unbearable thing for a man is that his sweetheart compares it with other men, not to mention that it is a milk doll that has only appeared once in hundreds of years. Lingjuan's face sank immediately, and he was a little bit reluctant to say: "You said that Yuan Qi from Qingchi Palace? He is so comfortable with such a big name!"

As soon as these words came out, the inside and outside of the rockery suddenly became quiet. When Kuching saw the flames of war inadvertently burned on himself, he was a bit surprised. He frowned, and for the first time looked seriously at the menacing spirit not far away.

"Ling Juan!" Biyun looked a little flustered, looked around and whispered: "How can you arrogantly talk about that god."

Seeing Biyun's temper tantrum, Lingjuan was even more proud, "The two worlds are separated, he enjoys respect in the ancient world, but can he still know what I have said and failed? Biyun, you are too careful, he just made a good vote. A fetus, we’ll be better at birth. If he is also an ordinary fairy, how can he be able to get me? Besides, what if he has a good fetus, it’s not that his father died early, and his mother abandoned each other..."

"shut up!"

The boy's cold voice sounded abruptly outside the path, interrupting the self-confident conversation between the two.

Lingjuan and Biyun were both shocked, and turned around quickly, waiting to see Kuching standing under the moonlight, they were all taken aback.

This fairy king also looks a little too round. Fairies are mostly beautiful, so where is there such a disregard for looks? Eighty percent is a low-level disciple of which mountain gate. Ling Juan felt relieved, and even if this fat fairy prince said his words, others might not believe him.

"Who are you? Why are you eavesdropping here?" Ling Juan preemptively pulled the bewildered Biyun aside and shouted towards Kuching.

"If what you say is frank, you will be afraid of being heard? This is Wutong Island. If it is not your Bodhi Cave, what qualifications do you have to teach the Lord?" Kuching walked out of the path, his face full of anger, "Bai Ju The true **** was martyred for the Three Realms a hundred years ago, how can you put your beak!"

The second generation ancestors have arrogant and arrogant capital. How could Lingjuan be frightened by a fat fairy of unknown origin, his face hummed: "You have cultivated nonsense, when did I put my beak on the true **** Bai Jue, but I am not used to it. That's the pretending little **** in Chi Gong."

"Oh, why? He offended you?" Kuching walked up to the two of them, staring at him coldly.

Living in Kuching is a bit high-end, so naturally I don't know what some people don't need to do. It would be disgusting to stay here. For example, there is also Feng Yin who is about to come out of the shell. If you talk about this, they are really a match made in heaven. In fact, the two of them should have been together in their own cave and played with the family as soon as they were born. They came out to pull out hatred, but it is a pity that he and Feng Yin didn't realize it at all. sex.

Lingjuan was staring a little bit distressed, and he stabilized his mind and snorted: "I'm just telling the truth. I heard that the little **** at the Donghua Lao Shangjun birthday banquet more than 100 years ago was also present. Obviously However, he was a hundred years old, but he made the immortals bow their heads and was very arrogant. He was young and young, but he was domineering by the power of two gods. If he were not born in Qingchi Palace, how could he have such glory?"

Kuching visited Daze Mountain with the ancients when he was not changing things. Although he was not humble, he did not do anything to make a lot of old immortals bow their heads. What Linghuan said was just spreading falsehood, so there is nothing wrong with it. But he couldn't refute that all those who were able to participate in the birthday banquet in Daze Mountain were the elders of the immortal clan. He promised Apocalypse when he was in the lower realm and would never reveal his identity before returning to the ancient realm.

Seeing Kuching's silence, Lingjuan was even more arrogant, and laughed: "Which cave are you from? The little **** of Qingchi Palace is noble and extraordinary, but he is rare in the ancient world for tens of thousands of years. You make Jinxian, I am not afraid that I will not live so long! Besides..." Lingjuan walked to Kuching, glanced at him contemptuously, and shook the folding fan in his hand, "A person who is abandoned by the parents of heaven and earth, is there any good vassal!" "

As soon as these words came out, the rockery was dead quiet inside and outside.

Biyun was shocked by the swords of the two and turned pale. She was even more panicked at this time. She pulled Lingjuan's sleeve and reprimanded: "Lingjuan, what are you talking about!"

There are no real secrets in the Three Realms, Biyun has heard of some past events over a hundred years ago. The little **** in Qingchi Palace was in great chaos when he was born. A well-known wedding in the realm of the sky caused the ancient **** to die by the hands of the true **** Baiju. Since then, the unawakened ancient gods and the true gods of Baiju are not at the same time, and they are too tired. The name taboo of the little **** is also changed from the word "discard". But knowing Gui knows that if the Three Realms fairy demon is not tired of life, who would dare to mention this, let alone the truth about the death of the world after the true **** Bai Jue took on the chaos of the chaos.

Although Biyun is a bit petty, she is not a person of right and wrong, and the absurd words that Lingjuan blurted out make her look a little bit off. She cautiously looked at the fat Xianjun with an unusual look on the opposite side, and banged the snare drum in her heart. If this Xianjun spread Ling Juan's words, even if she didn't say anything, Nanshan Cave Mansion would be spurned by the Three Realms.

Kuching has lived for more than 100 years. After some things, he grew up stumbling and stumbling. But there are always two dead knots in his heart that cannot be solved. Apart from Tian Qi in the world, I am afraid that even Feng Ran would not dare to mention it easily.

Two things, the name taken for him by the ancients when he was born, and the death of his father Bai Jue.

Even if Yuan Qi knew all the past and the truth a hundred years later, what if he could understand what happened? Being able to forgive does not mean that there is no harm or regret. He was abandoned by his parents after all, and maybe even the rest of his life may not have the opportunity to call that person "God Father".

The wound that Kuching had hidden in his heart for a hundred years was uprooted without warning, dripping with blood. The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, his hands hanging down and shaking tightly, he forgot to argue for a while.

"Although the true **** Baiju died, the ancient true gods are still there. Lord Lingjuan, since you are so concerned about the origin of the name of the little **** in Qingchi Palace, why not take a trip to Wentian Road and ask the ancient gods to understand yourself? Asked her son if he was abandoned by Tiandi's parents and not worthy of being respected by the immortals?"

The faint female voice suddenly sounded, and the mist made people unrealistically heard, but the words were pearly, and did not leave the slightest affection for Lingjuan.

The three of them all turned their heads, only to see one person leaning against the rockery with his hands in his arms. In the moonlight, only one corner of the fiery red dress robe was exposed.

Wentian Road is a stone road left at the immortal demon enchantment when the ancient true gods closed the gate of the ancient world.

It is said that if the stone drum at the end of the heavenly road is sounded, the injustices in the world can go directly to the ancient world, and the true gods of the ancient world can be invited to preside over justice. But in the past hundred years of this world, there has never been a fairy or a demon. For no other reason, you will be attacked by nine days of thunder. If it were not for the shocking injustice, who would walk this road of Hades in a hurry?

He didn't dare to give Lingjuan a hundred fat courage to ask the ancient true gods. Does anyone know that the temperament of the heavenly emperor is the same as that of the ancient gods?

After being drunk immediately, and being confused about who was hiding behind the rockery, Lingjuan finally became sober, cold sweat hit her back, her mouth opened and she didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Why? Don't you dare? Just now you were not ashamed of burying the little **** of Qingchi Palace, now let you go to Wentianlu and ask the ancient gods yourself! When will the Bodhi Cave House only teach you such a child who is not so right and wrong. !" The vague voice came out coldly, although it sounded young, it was somewhat hostile and majestic.

It was only a few steps away from the ancient phoenix tree. Feng Yin flew back from the center of the lake, just in time to hear Ling Juan's bad words. Seeing that the little fat gentleman couldn't make a fart for a long time, he had to transform into an exit to help.

Yuan Qi of Qingchi Palace was brought up by her master, so if she counted as half of her brother in the world, she naturally couldn't let others bury him behind their backs. Although Feng Yin had never been out of Wutong Island, she grew up next to Feng Ran. She learned her tone of voice to ten percent, and she gave people a stern look, and a single sentence bluffed the spirit.

Ling Juan became angry, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, so he had to move out his father's name, "Who are you? How dare to insult me ​​at Bodhi Mountain Gate!"

"Why don't you dare, just say what you just said before the ancestor. If he doesn't cure you of such a rebellious rebellion, I will bow to you after the banquet tomorrow in front of the immortals on Wutong Island and give you tea and call your ancestor! Just watch! Do you dare to gamble with Ben Jun?"

This is arrogant, sure Ling Juan will be a cannon fodder tomorrow, but it turns out to be the truth!

Kuching blinked, staring at Ling's trembling appearance, and suddenly relieved his breath. He really turned around more and more alive, and he was confused by a few words of Ling Chuan. When a person lives in the world, no one can rejoice in life, even if it is his father and mother, it is difficult to do so.

When a female doll was relieved, Kuching became curious about the female fairy behind the rockery. With such an unbearable temperament, I don't know which girl raised in Dongfu?

"You!" Lingjuan was forced to retreat, his face was blue and purple, and as soon as he flicked his sleeves, he wanted to step forward and pull out the people behind the rockery, but was hurriedly pulled by Biyun.

Biyun calmed Ling Juan, bowed to the hidden fiery red figure, and cautiously probed: "Little girl Nanshan Biyun, dare you to ask your Excellency, but Hundred Bird Island Hua Shu?"

Ling Juan heard Biyun's guess, his face changed, and he flushed immediately. He didn't expect that the female fairy in Wutong Island would dare to question him like this, and there was only one princess Huashu. Hua Shu's name resounded throughout the immortal world. He had admired him for a long time, but he didn't want to meet for the first time in such a tit-for-tat situation. Ling Juan repented secretly in her heart, and the anger in her eyes receded, leaving only embarrassment.

Is it really Hua Shu? Even if Gu Xiaopang never went out of Daze Mountain, he knew the existence of Peacock Island Princess Hua Shu, who was famous in the fairy world for nearly a hundred years. He raised his head and looked behind the rockery. He didn't see the appearance of the female fairy, and he was a little regretful in his heart.

Hidden behind the rockery, Feng Yin raised her eyebrows. She always did not change her name and sat and did not change her surname. She even disdains to make trouble for others by pretending to be a person. She snorted and was about to speak...