Hidden God

Chapter Twenty Two

In the end, it was a young man's character, afraid of being left behind. Ah Yin got up early that day and guarded the gate of the mountain with the snack sent by Tsing Yi and the dark.

When Kuching came, I saw her from a distance looking at the sea of ​​clouds under the stone steps with her chin, her delicate figure reflected in the early sun, with a thin and pitiful smell.

At first, the weak and small hydrogel beast has grown into a girl in a few years. Kuching's pride in guarding the cub suddenly came to life, thinking that since he took the cub on the road to find the phoenix hidden soul, he must take good care of her.

Hearing the footsteps behind her a long time ago, Ah Yin rolled her eyes and turned back with a grunt. She just raised her head to see Kuching standing behind her. Her lips opened. Ai Ai couldn't hold back a word for a while, only holding her arms. The cloth bag inside was opened, and his hand stretched out and handed it to him, with a somewhat flattering and awkward appearance, "Oh, do you want to eat? The mung bean cake that Tsing Yi gave me early in the morning is still hot."

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Ayin showed depression on his face, his shoulders collapsed, and his eyes looked towards the bluestone floor.

A smile appeared at the corner of Kuching's mouth, and a soft warmth appeared in his eyes. He touched Ah Yin's head, sat on the stone steps with his feet, stretched out his hand and picked a piece of mung bean cake from her hand and ate it. The laughter was gentle and clear. Tell him to give me mung bean cake?"

Ayin hurriedly held the cloth bag and handed it to Kuching, and said anxiously: "Oh, Ajin, it's the same for him to give it to me, it's all yours, it's all yours."

Kuching picked another piece and pushed it in the direction of Ah Yin, "Eat it, while it's hot, let's go down the mountain after eating it."

Ah Yin's eyes lit up, "A Jin, are you willing to take me down the mountain?"

Kuching raised his eyebrows. "When did I say I wouldn't take you there?"

"You haven't paid much attention to me these days." Ah Yin's voice was low and low, "I thought you didn't want to take me."

Kuching squeezed her face, "You girl thinks a lot, the way forward is unknown, and I don’t know what will happen along the way. These days I have followed two seniors to learn fairy formation swordsmanship. Defend yourself. I just went to your yard and didn't see anyone, I thought you must be here."

Ayin turned her head and whispered: "A Jin, I didn't mean to embarrass Princess Hua Shu that day. The sky-shielding umbrella is a magic weapon left by Master for you. I'm afraid if you give it to her, what will happen to her in the future? manage?"

Kuching rubbed Ayin's head vigorously, "I know, I know, I didn't blame you. Our Ayin is the most sensible and considerate."

Ah Yin laughed, she jumped up from the ground and walked down the stone steps, "Well, it's dawn, let's go." She took two steps and turned her head and asked: "A Jin, cover the sky. Did you forget to bring it? This is our life-saving guy."

There was a pause in Kuching's eyes before he nodded at her, "Don't worry, I will take it. But we must go somewhere before we leave."

"Where to go?" Ayin raised his head.

"The spring eye pool at the foot of the mountain, these few days are just the time for the drunk jade dew to be brewed. I will give you a pot to quench your thirst along the way." Kuching walked back. In recent years, Kuching is getting older and older, and it is no longer as greedy as when he was a child, but because Ah Yin likes drunk jade dew, he still has the habit of collecting this brew.

"Yes, drunk jade dew is going to be brewed." Ayin bounced on the stone steps, shouting: "But A Jin, how can one pot be enough?"

"I brought a Qiankun pot, enough to hold a half pond." Kuching looked at the stone steps too many, and couldn't get down for a while, took Ah Yin's hand and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the foot of the mountain, and Ayin squatted by the spring with a Qiankun pot, pretending to be drunk and jade dew. Kuching sat cross-legged to the side. For a long while, he looked towards the mountain stream and suddenly asked, "Ayin, do you hear any sound?"

Ayin shook his head, completely blank, "No, what's the sound?"

"Nothing." Kuching thoughtfully, as if suddenly remembering something. When Ah Yinsheng was so drunk and Yulu, he walked towards the mountain, "I always feel like something is calling me, let's go and see."

As soon as Ah Yin heard this, his whole body was shocked, "A Jin, why didn't I hear, we Daze Mountain will not be haunted anymore!" She said, hiding behind Kuching, pulling the corners of his clothes. , A "I'm so scared" appearance.

Kuching allowed her to intervene and lead her towards the mountain.

After half a stick of incense, the two stopped in front of an empty mound about a meter wide. Ayin looked at the empty mound with all doubts.

"A Jin, there is nothing here?"

Antiquity brought Kuching to here many years ago. At that time Bibo couldn't see anything, and now Ah Yin is the same. In Kuching, however, you can see countless broken swords that the chaotic power of the ancient emperor sword transformed into the sword mound. The power of chaos in the sword mound has been accumulated over the years, and it is more vigorous than before, and every broken sword reveals a sharp sword light.

"Ayin, this is a sword tomb, but you can't see it. My mother used to bring me here when I was a kid." There was a remembrance in Kuching's voice. "There was still a small group of spiritual energy that was about to transform back then. After so many years, I don't know how it has changed. Maybe it has already transformed into a person and left here..."

Kuching said while feeling sigh, Ah Yin on the side looked at the huge empty mound that was only blown by the wind, with a completely ridiculous expression that you have something wrong and you should be cured.

"Ajin, what are you talking about? This is an empty mound. Where is the sword mound? You have a problem with your eyes. If you don't believe me, I will jump to you to see." Ayin blinked and jumped towards the empty mound in front of him. .

"Ayin!" Ayin said to jump and jumped, the broken sword inserted in the sword grave glowed with a cold sword light. Kuching couldn't pull it in time, and his heartbeat stopped with horror, and he followed towards the sword grave with a loud shout. Jump away.

Kuching's sudden change of face and loud shouts infected Ah Yin. She vaguely felt that there was a powerful divine power in the empty mound that sucked her in, but with her spiritual power, she could not fly with the immortal power. The icy touch of her back hit, she closed her eyes in horror, a chill rushed to the bottom of her heart, and at the moment she touched the tip of the sword, she was gathered into a warm embrace and flew out of the empty mound.

With his feet on the ground again, Ah Yin opened his eyes. Kuching was looking at her angrily, pale and worried.

"Ah, Ajin." She shuddered, and was about to admit her mistake. She lowered her head and saw a very shallow sword mark on Kuching's right hand. A few drops of blood splashed on the ground, which was obviously scratched just to save her.

"A Jin, you are injured!" A Yin exclaimed, looking at his wounds, but was avoided by Kuching nonchalantly.

"It's okay, a little hurt." He was about to teach Ayin a few words, but a strange change occurred in the empty mound next to him, and the two looked up.

The fog lingering over the empty mound dispersed, starting from the place where the blood was splashed in Kuching, there were thousands of broken swords that had never been seen in the sword mound for tens of thousands of years.

"A Jin, this is really a sword grave!"

Ayin opened his eyes wide and watched the fog dissipate in circles around the sword tomb. At this moment, a strong divine power escaped from all parts of the mountain range, whizzing and gathered in the sky above the sword tomb. Silently stared at the direction of the two.

Kuching let out a whisper and looked at the group of supernatural powers, "It's you, you are still practicing in Daze Mountain after so many years."

The ancient Emperor sword of the ancient times fell on Daze Mountain and created this sword mound inadvertently. After tens of thousands of years of precipitation, the sword mound independently derives a sword spirit with the power of chaos. A few years ago, the ancients brought Kuching to Daze Mountain to celebrate Donghua's birthday. I have also seen this supernatural power. At that time, the ancients thought it was not easy to cultivate, so they did not take it back to the ancient emperor sword for forging.

The sword spirit apparently recognized Kuching, and he solemnly bowed to Kuching.

"A Jin, do you recognize it?" Ah Yin on the side had never seen a sword spirit before, it was quite rare.

"My mother and I have seen it before." He nodded to Jian Ling, "Ayin was young and had no intention of breaking into the sword grave. He didn't intend to disturb your cultivation. Please forgive me."

The sword tomb appeared 60,000 years ago, and the years of the sword spirit must have been tens of thousands of years, much older than the two.

Jian Ling nodded towards Kuching and leaned in the direction of Kuching, both close and suspicious. He was chaotic, unable to speak, making it difficult for people to figure out what it wanted.

Kuching looked suspicious, and said, "Ayin and I still have things to do, so I won't bother your Excellency, just don't pass it."

He said that he was about to lead Ah Yin away. Seeing that he was about to leave, the sword spirit above the sword tomb became anxious. It instantly condensed into a human form, and silver fireworks appeared in his palm and turned into a complicated and ancient formation. The powerful divine power shrouded the sky of the sword tomb without warning.

Kuching and Ah Yin turned their heads in astonishment and saw hundreds of broken swords in the sword mound rushing frantically towards the formation in the sword spirit's palm. All the broken swords were refined into nothingness in the white fireworks, and they all disappeared. The white fireworks became more and more prosperous. Suddenly, the burning fire completely gushed out of the formation, and the whole sword spirit was gathered, and the huge divine power rushed straight into the sky, shrouded in the sky of Daze Mountain.

The whole mountain range suddenly changed color, lightning flashed and thunder, all beasts shouted.

A black ancient sword slowly formed in the turbulent divine power and appeared in front of the two of them.

In Zeyou Hall on the top of Daze Mountain, Xianshan and Xianzhu who were chatting were shaken by this vision, and at the same time they teleported to the open space outside the hall and looked towards the sky.

"Brother, what happened? What kind of spiritual power is this? How can it be so powerful?" Xianzhu looked into the air with surprise.

"This is a sign of the divine artifact, but this power is neither immortal nor demon. I have never seen it before." Xianshan once witnessed the birth of top-grade immortal artifacts when Donghua refined the sky umbrella ten thousand years ago. The silver spiritual power is even stronger than at the beginning, and it is clear that the weapons of the present world have the embryonic form of the semi-divine weapons.

"The magical instrument is here? How can we have a magical instrument at Daze Mountain?" Xianzhu exclaimed, "Brother, this spiritual power comes from the foot of the mountain. Let's go and see what's going on."

Xianshan nodded, and the two read a fairy formula and flew down the mountain.

Beside the sword mound below the mountain, everything returned to peace.

The black ancient sword that was reborn from the blazing fire of sword spirit and countless broken swords floated above the sword mound. It flew towards Kuching as if it were spiritual, and landed quietly in front of him.

At this time, it gathered the light of the whole body, and it was dark and nothing special.

Everyone knows that this sword is definitely not a common product after just now, and he also knows that this sword wants to recognize Kuching as the master, but Kuching silently looks at the ancient sword, his brows are slightly furrowed, and his eyes are a little dark.

Gu Jian moved the blade nervously and leaned in the direction of Kuching cautiously.

Ayin looked at it a little pitifully, and pushed Kuching's shoulder, "Ajin, it wants to recognize you as the master. You happen to have no weapons. I think this sword is quite powerful. You can accept it."

Gu Jian shook the hilt, looking like "Ayin was right."

It is a sword spirit born in the sword mound, and has no body. It has cultivated in Daze Mountain for tens of thousands of years. The antiquity came to Daze Mountain that year. Although it was happy, it felt that the antiquity had a magic sword and had to give up. This time when Kuching descended from the mountain, it sensed the power of chaos in Kuching, and called him out. It was because of chance that he was succeeded by the blood of Kuching. Now his sword is made of the blood of Kuching, and no one can be its owner except Kuching.

It's a pity that Kuching's divine power is now sealed, and the chaotic power of the ancient sword cannot be used. The sword spirit is now compatible with the blood of Kuching. Only on the day when the seal of Kuching is unlocked can it become a real artifact.

Kuching was raised by the apocalypse and the ancients, so naturally knowing that the artifact has been refining the blood, it has already recognized the master. He just saw that this sword was born in the power of Chaos, and he didn't want to stay by his side.

The power of chaos, the most powerful true **** in ancient times, listens to glory and glory, but his parents have fallen to this kind of power. For Kuching, the power of chaos is a disaster, not a glory. Apocalypse sealed the chaotic power in his body, which is not a bad thing.

"Ajin?" Seeing Kuching's silence, Ayin whispered.

But after all, his identity and his responsibility are not something he can avoid if he wants to. It was like being born with the power of chaos, like this ancient sword cast by the power of chaos appeared in front of him without warning.

Kuching lowered his head, looked at the ancient sword in front of him, which was similar to the ancient sword, and sighed.

"In those days, seeing you again is also fate now. I don't have any weapons with me, so you stay with me." He held the hilt of the ancient sword and was silent for a moment. Yuan Shenjian."

Ayin didn't understand the meaning of the phrase "Yuanqi Zhizhi is transformed by supernatural power". The Yuan Shenjian had already circled Kuching quickly, and flew into the sword bag behind his shoulder.

Ayin rubbed his nose and glanced at the Yuanshen Sword enviously, "A Jin, you are so lucky, you can pick up the weapon in hand as soon as you go out, when I can have my own weapon."

Kuching patted her on the head, "You are a hydrogel, you can cure the disease and save people. What kind of weapon is needed. It's late, let's go."

"Where shall we go first?" Ayin asked bounced behind Kuching.

"Go to the Demon Realm first. The Demon Lord Chang Qin of the Demon Fox clan and my aunt have a fateful friendship. Let's go to the Demon Fox Clan of the Nine Heavens in the Demon Realm first."

The voice of Kuching came slowly, and the two long figures moved away in the early sun.

Just like many, many years ago, Qingmu met Houchi in Wangshan Mountain and embarked on the journey of the demon world.

Hundreds of years have passed, generation after generation, like reincarnation and fate.

After a while, the flying Xianshan and Xianzhu only saw an empty mound.

The two looked at each other for a while, and patrolled around the foot of the mountain. They found no abnormalities, and went back to the mountain gate in confusion.