Hidden God - Chapter 70

Chapter Seventy

In a cave not far away, Kuching is offering half of his original immortal power to refine the Huashen Pill.

He looked at the pill that was gradually taking shape in the cauldron, with a sense of relief in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, he came out of the cave, but Ah Yin, who was usually asleep, sat under the plane tree.

There were two wine glasses on the stone table, and the fragrance of drunken jade dew floated.

Ah Yin is weak, and now he can’t even drink more than Drunk Yulu. He only explained it two days ago. Kuching frowned and stepped forward, but Ah Yin’s voice sounded before anyone arrived.

“Ajin, let me have a drink with me.” Ayin’s voice was a little hoarse, and Kuching really loved her, thinking about the boring nature of the forbidden valley, her leaping temper must have been suffocated.

“Drunk Yulu has great stamina, and I can drink up to three more glasses.” Kuching turned into a white fur, draped it on Ah Yin’s shoulders, and sat beside her.

Seeing Kuching’s tired look, Ah Yin felt that the immortal power fluctuations on his body became disordered, and his heart became more uncomfortable, but his face did not show the slightest, “Ajin, there are two seniors guarding the mountain gate, you don’t have to worry too much, if Xianji doesn’t Stable, there will be major troubles when crossing the catastrophe in the future.”

She tried to suggest, “Except for being weaker, my body is almost better now. Let’s go back to Qiyue Hall, and you don’t have to practice in seclusion every day.”

Kuching shook his head and patted Ah Yin’s head, “Forbidden Valley is quiet, suitable for retreat and practice. Let’s stay here until your body is healed.”

A Yinxian’s power is low, and he can’t sense that he refines the Divine Transformation Pill every day, but there are Ajiu and Yanshuang in the Qiyue Hall, and they must not be able to hide it from them.

A Yin’s eyes were disappointed, and he took out the invitation from the Cardinals from his sleeve, and looked at Kuching, “Today, Hua Shu’s maid sent her and Lan Feng Shangjun’s wedding invitation, and invite you to enter the palace to attend their wedding. .”

“Have the Cardinals been here?” Kuching didn’t notice anything wrong, and accepted the wedding invitation.

“In those few days, when I was in a coma, did you go to Bainiao Island?” Ayin suddenly said, and Kuching took the hand of the wedding invitation.

“Yes.”

“Is it because the master commander has something to tell you to go to Bainiao Island to discuss with the Peacock King?” Ayin asked nervously, not giving up.

Kuching had a secret heart, and he couldn’t let Ah Yin know his real intention to go to Bird Island.

“I went to Bainiao Island for a little thing.” He tightened the loose white fur on Ayin’s shoulders, and smiled: “You don’t have to worry about anything on weekdays. Why are you asking so much today?”

Seeing Kuching Gu, he obviously didn’t want to talk about going to Bainiao Island anymore. Ayin broke the jar and said, “A Jin, the mountain gate is not peaceful. The wedding of Shangjun Lanfeng and Hua Shu is on Double Ninth Day. It is the key time for the brothers to light the Jiuxing Lantern…” She paused, ” Or let Tsing Yi participate.”

There is a look of expectation in Ah Yin’s eyes. If A Jin is willing to stay at the mountain gate and not attend Hua Shu’s wedding, does that mean he is willing to let go.

However, Kuching remembered that Lan Feng, who was above the palace, had not hesitated to lend Yaochi Shenlu out to save Ah Yin.

Kuching shook his head, “Shangjun Lanfeng and I have seen each other like each other. Besides, he lent you Yaochi Shenlu to heal your injuries. If you get better, we will definitely go to Tiangong.”

Ah Yin’s expression became more and more gloomy, thinking that Kuching was just looking for an excuse. He didn’t forget Hua Shu, how could he miss her wedding.

“Go if you want.”

Ah Yin was very annoyed and drank the drunk jade dew on the table. Bai Qiu fell on the ground and went straight into the house, not paying attention to Kuching.

Poor Kuching said that although she lived a few hundred years longer than her, she was not as proficient in matters of men and women as Ah Yin, so he didn’t make clear Ah Yin’s sudden temper for what reason.

From this day on, even though Ayin listened to his words to stay in the Forbidden Valley to heal her wounds, she lost the energy she had just started. She lazily leaned against the plane tree to bask in the sun every day, becoming more and more lazy. Sometimes I fall asleep accidentally, but I won’t wake up for a few hours.

Kuching knew that her expiration date was coming, and she was careful to use her blood to continue her life every day, not daring to leave a single step, and constantly refining the **** of transformation.

Ah Yin has less and less time to wake up every day, and every time he wakes up, he is greeted with worried and rejoicing eyes from Kuching. She knew her own body, and Ah Yin realized with horror that she was afraid that she would not live long.

After Ah Yin was shocked by this fact, he followed Kuching’s figure without losing his eyes during the day. At night, he was afraid that he would find that he was hidden in the quilt for three nights and didn’t dare to close his eyes.

She did not dare to sleep, for fear that she would never wake up again.

Did A Jin know that she had been alive soon before bringing her to the Forbidden Valley?

Ah Yin didn’t dare to ask, what if Ah Jin didn’t know? I don’t know if it’s better. Even she was afraid of her own death, let alone A Jin.

She exchanged half of her lifespan for Feng Yin’s soul. If A Jin knew that she was going to die, he would definitely blame and regret it with his temperament.

The two of them stayed in the Forbidden Valley for more than a month without pretending to know. Seeing that the wedding of Hua Shu and Lan Feng is approaching, the Jiuxing Lantern will be fully ignited, and the God of Transformation Pill will be released according to the time. .

It is a pity until the first two days of the Double Ninth Festival that the Huashen Pill had been released, but it had not appeared. Kuching was unable to leave Daze Mountain, so he had to send Tsing Yi to the Tiangong to congratulate Lan Feng on his marriage and apologize.

Hua Shu entered the Temple of Heaven two days in advance to prepare for the wedding.

Lanfeng took charge of the Tiangong on behalf of Fengran, which was more than 10,000 people under the immortal clan. His wedding was attended by the leaders of the various clan kings. Only one day before the wedding, most of the guests arrived.

Tsing Yi came on behalf of Daze Mountain, and he was personally received by Lan Feng. He heard that Kuching was still in retreat. He knew that the pill to save Ah Yin had not yet been released. The warm voice comforted Tsing Yi and added Daze Mountain tomorrow. The seats at the banquet were ranked at the forefront as usual, which was a lot of respect for Dazeshan.

The Tiangong wedding is tomorrow, after dealing with the important affairs of the immortal world, Lan Feng returned to Xiuyang Palace.

This is the bedroom where he and Hua Shu will live after their wedding. It was renovated a year ago, and all the decorations in it were arranged according to Hua Shu’s preferences.

When Hua Shu entered the hall, he could see Lan Feng’s thoughts, and he felt very hot in his heart.

When Lan Feng entered the hall, she was trying on the wedding gown for tomorrow’s wedding.

The scarlet nine-layered bird feather wedding dress, lined with beautiful skin and snow, like the king of flowers and peony.

Her eyes were filled with contented and peaceful joy, as if she had been looking forward to this wedding for thousands of years. She turned her head and saw Lan Feng leaning against the door, looking at her quietly.

It is rare for Hua Shu to show a touch of shame, and he actually looks like a child.

Lan Feng’s mouth twitched, stepped forward and took her hand, letting her sit in front of Tan Jing.

Hua Shu always wanted to say something, but when it came time to get married, he felt emotional for a while, but didn’t know how to speak.

Lan Feng picked up the sandalwood comb and brushed it across her black black hair.

“The first time I saw you, I thought to myself, how could there be such an arrogant and unreasonable little girl.”

Lan Feng’s voice suddenly sounded, and Hua Shu raised his head and smiled: “The first time? Was it on Wutong Island? I was a big girl then.”

Lanfeng’s fame was a century-long event. Before that, he had lived overseas and rarely walked in the fairy world.

Lan Feng shook his head and said with emotion, “I’m afraid you don’t remember. A long time ago, Empress Wuhuan held a Qionghua banquet in Tiangong, and I was also invited to attend the banquet. You will take part in the banquet with your father.” Lan Feng gestured, and laughed a little bit. : “You’re only this tall, you’re still a little girl, and you haven’t opened it long.”

Hua Shu was taken aback. She remembered that time. It was the first time she participated in the Tiangong event with the Peacock King. At the Qionghua feast that day, everyone’s eyes and praise were on the heavenly princess Jing Zhao. She was very clear for the first time. Feel the absolute majesty of power.

“You knew me at that time?” Hua Shu was a little nervous, and said dejectedly: “At that time I was too young and my immortal power was not high. No one cared about me.”

“Yeah.” Lan Feng seemed to think of something and laughed. “She is still a little girl, but she is better than anyone else. The attendant next to the queen neglected the King Peacock and was given a severe lesson by you.”

“Did you see?” Hua Shu felt particularly embarrassed. When she was young, she was reckless and caused trouble in the Tiangong, which disturbed the Queen. If it were not for the grandeur of the heavenly emperor, she was afraid that the entire peacock family would be reprimanded by the Queen.

“Otherwise, do you think the Emperor of Heaven will arrive in time?” Lan Feng raised his voice, and finally put a good deed he had done when he was young on the table after thousands of years. “I see you are pitiful, you are almost crying in front of the sky, so I have to quietly beg the emperor to rescue you.”

He and Twilight belong to the same line of Golden Dragon, and he was born as an emperor. The Emperor of Heaven has been taking care of him, and he is especially favored by him.

Hua Shu was stunned, looking at the narrow and warm smile on Lan Feng’s face, a warm current poured into his heart, and he opened his mouth to find that he was choked up and couldn’t say anything.

Did their fate start so early? It turned out that he had noticed that princess of the Peacock clan with low power.

Seeing Hua Shu’s eyes wet, Lan Feng took her hand, and the usually arrogant Tiangong master grabbed awe, a childlike attitude, no longer concealing the love and joy in his heart.

“At that time, I never thought that one day you would become my wife. Now that I want to come, I would meet you at that time. It couldn’t be better.”

Lan Feng looked at Hua Shu quietly and held her in his arms. There was warmth in Hua Shu’s eyes, and she hugged Lan Feng back and responded to him in a low voice.

“Yeah, it couldn’t be better.”

The moonlight was hidden outside the Xuanyang Temple, hiding the warm whispers and laughter of the newly married couple in the palace.

Forbidden valley behind Daze Mountain.

Ah Yin lay half on the bed and drank the blood medicine that Kuching had brought for her. Seeing that Kuching wanted to go to the cave to practice as usual, she caught his sleeves unexpectedly.

“A Jin.” She called out, her voice weak.

Kuching quickly turned around and hugged her, “What’s the matter? Is it unwell?”

Ayin shook her head, “Don’t stay with me here anymore.” There was a touch of fearlessness in her eyes, “Go to the palace.” Ayin’s voice was intermittent, almost exhausted, and his eyes closed slowly. Live, low and unspeakable, “Tomorrow is Chongyang, she is going to marry, you go to Tiangong.”

Kuching didn’t understand her last two sentences, and when his fingertips touched Ah Yin’s gradual pulse, his heart became cold and Ah Yin had no time.

Kuching put Ah Yin carefully on the bed and staggered towards the cave where the soul pill was refined.

In the cave, the fire is scorching in the cauldron, and the inner alchemy formed by the feathers of the bird’s crown in the fire is almost integrated with the Yaochi Shenlu and Kunlun Snow Lotus. There will be at most three days, and the God-Transforming Pill will become one.

Heavy shadows fell under Kuching’s eyes, and he sacrificed half of his celestial power to complete the last step of refining the God Pill.

At the beginning of the morning dawn, the golden sun of thousands of feet fell on each of the temples of the Tiangong, and finally a colorful glow was completed, reflecting on the wedding hall of the Promise.

According to Tiangong’s traditional wedding rules—-

The guests entered the hall when the blue dragon bell rang.

Two peacock bells rang, Hua Shu and colorful auspicious clouds arrived.

With three golden dragon faults, Lan Feng Yu Jinlong fell on the Promise stage to complete the wedding ceremony.

Lan Feng has always been diligent in politics, even today’s big wedding is no exception. He went to Lingyu Hall to handle today’s political affairs early in the morning. Before leaving, he sent someone to inform Hua Shu that he would not miss the hour.

Hua Shu knew his temperament a long time ago, so he didn’t care, only smiled and complained to the maid Cardinals.

When the first blue dragon bell struck, the guests attending the banquet from Tiangong flew toward the Wuji Hall, and were seated in the hall under the guidance of the attendants.

A little bit, the second peacock flew slowly, and there were ten colorful peacocks on the Xiuyang Hall spreading across the stairs, flying in the nine days. Hua Shu, dressed in a scarlet wedding gown and wearing a phoenix crown, stood on top of the colorful bird, coming so quickly.

When the bird’s bell stopped, she landed on the Promise stage, with a red makeup and a gorgeous crown for nine days.

The crowd of guests looked at such a gorgeous and stunning Peacock Princess, and couldn’t help expressing their compliments, and sighed that the pair of bi people was a match made in heaven.

Golden Dragon Que rose up in the praise of everyone, and the palace rang once and again rang throughout the entire heavenly palace and spread to the Three Realms.

Hua Shu looked in the direction of Ling Yu Temple, smiling from the corner of his mouth, and the expectation and tension in his eyes were unobstructed.

But until the last sound of the golden dragon, Lan Feng did not appear in the sky above Ling Yu Hall.

The guests in the Promise Hall stared at each other for a long while, staring at each other. Hua Shu on the stage stared at the sky above the palace tightly, his hands clenched the wedding gown tightly at some point, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly, showing a sense of helplessness and anger.

How could Lan Feng not appear? How solemn their wedding was, how could Lan Feng not show up?

The discussion in the audience fell into Hua Shu’s ears, extremely harsh, and everyone’s eyes were even more acupuncture.

She finally couldn’t help it, and said coldly to the cardinal on the side of the stage, “Go to Lingyu Hall, call Lan Feng Shangjun to hold the big wedding…”

Before her voice fell, above the northwest of the heavenly palace, a painful dragon roar resounded across the sky, and the huge golden dragon phantom rolled over at the end of the heavenly steps, and then went straight down, and the whole heavenly palace was shaken by this huge fall.

The body of the golden dragon! That is Lan Feng!

Everyone’s complexion changed.

“Yu Yudian, isn’t that the main hall of Your Majesty Twilight? How could Lord Lanfeng be there?” The voices of everyone around were endless, and there was no blood on Hua Shu’s face. She uncovered the phoenix crown and moved towards Yu Yudian. Fly away.

However, Hua Shu and the Immortals of Manjie fell in front of the Yuyu Palace.

Lan Feng held an immortal sword and a red dragon embroidered Jin robe, half-kneeling in front of the Yuyu Hall.

He had a halberd in front of his chest, and blood poured out from his chest, stained with the half-kneeling figure.

The strong smell of blood makes it hard to tell whether it is the original color of Xiyi or the red of blood.

He looked in the direction of the Promise Hall, full of longing and nostalgia, but there was no light and glamour in his eyes.

When Hua Shu’s wedding dress fell in front of the Yuyu Hall, the half-kneeling figure seemed to have won, and could no longer hold it. The dim light in his eyes slowly extinguished, and he closed his eyes in front of everyone.