God's Gift

His eyes were somewhat dazed, and after moving between the people present, they finally landed on Ning Jin, and he asked slowly:

"I'm not the only one with an extremely yin body?"

Ning Jin and Fang Ling looked at each other from a distance. Lu Keming looked at the two of them and said thoughtfully:

"It seems that Miss Ning has already made a choice."

"Ah..." Yu Youyou's gaze moved back and forth between Fang Ling and Ning Jin. Thinking of the two dolls Ning Yue was holding that day, she slowly let out an exclamation.

"So this is ah."

Ajin chose her?

Yu Youyou's bright and clear eyes fell on Ning Jin, and she tilted her head as if puzzled.

If Ajin chose her, it wouldn’t really be a big deal.

But death is a big deal for mortals.

Yu Youyou turned her gaze to Fang Ling again.

Apart from the sound of the strong wind, there was silence all around.

Ning Jin tightened his fingers and avoided Fang Ling's gaze, but his face was calm.

Fang Ling looked at Ning Jin who was avoiding her gaze, her body stiffened for a moment, and she turned around to look at Yu Youyou who was held in Lu Keming's arms and staring at her intently.

A tear slid down the corner of his eye, and his cheek was cut by the strong wind, so the tears mixed with the blood.

Fang Ling wiped away her tears and said through gritted teeth:

"I'm a man who stands tall and proud. How can I let a little girl stand in front of me?"

After that, he looked at Lu Keming who was holding Yu Youyou, and shouted, "Lu Keming, take her away from this place quickly, and don't get involved in everything!"

Ning Jin heard Fang Ling's voice and turned to look at Fang Ling in shock. Looking at his trembling body and the tears rolling down his cheeks, he was distracted for a moment.

She had been dead for a hundred years, and her heart had long since dried up, but these days it seemed to be gradually reviving and beating in her chest.

But it's all an illusion.

She knew better than anyone that she was already dead.

Why do I feel an empty and dull pain in my chest?

While Ning Jin was stunned, a talisman fell from the sky and flew straight towards her.

She suddenly came to her senses, withdrew her gaze from Fang Ling, looked up at the talisman paper that was breaking through the air, and then quickly flew backwards to avoid the oncoming talisman paper.

The talisman paper was torn into pieces by the fierce wind before it touched her.

Minghua, who had just arrived, looked at the talisman paper that was easily destroyed by Ning Jin. He looked at Ning Jin with a more serious look, turned around and wanted to rescue Fang Ling who was trapped in the strong wind.

Ning Jin turned around and brought Fang Ling to his side before Minghua was about to touch Fang Ling.

Minghua's attack was in vain. He withdrew his hand and stood still, advising: "Ning Jin, we know that you have suffered injustice before, but the person who hurt you is already dead. Don't be stubborn and continue to hurt others. Reincarnate as soon as possible."

While Minghua was fighting with Ning Jin, several older Taoist priests behind him had already set up a formation outside the Baixu Formation and began chanting spells, trying their best to destroy the formation.

Ning Jin looked behind Minghua, but didn't care much about what those Taoist priests did. He looked at Minghua casually with a smile on his face.

"At this point, you still want to destroy the Baixu Formation? But if I reverse the Baixu Formation, the ghosts will flee. If you destroy the Baixu Formation, the ghosts will also flee."

"It would be better to fulfill my wish and bring me back to life."

"Resurrection is against the laws of nature and morality." Minghua was not bewitched by Ning Jin. He turned around and looked at the fifty-nine souls guarding the Baixu Formation. They all died because of her master's wife.

The human heart is unpredictable, desires are insatiable, and there is no end in sight.

"As long as this Hundred Ruins Formation exists in the world, there will always be people who will be deceived by it and make big mistakes."

Ning Jin listened to Minghua's words, his eyes curved, and he asked mockingly:

"Then aren't you afraid of hundreds of ghosts wreaking havoc on the world?"

Minghua seemed to have been prepared for this. "When a person dies, he or she should be reincarnated into the six realms. Ghosts should not remain in the human world. No matter what obsessions you have, you should resolve them as soon as possible and reincarnate."

"Like you."

Yu Youyou stared at Minghua with her round eyes. After hearing what he said, she turned to look at Ning Jin and interrupted:

"What is Ajin's obsession?"

This crisp voice suddenly interrupted the argument between Ning Jin and Minghua, causing everyone present to fall silent for a moment.

Minghua previously thought that Ning Jin was reluctant to leave the human world, but he never delved into the reason, nor did he know why Ning Jin was determined to be resurrected.

Minghua thought for a while, then followed Yu Youyou's words and said, "Ms. Ning, please tell me what's bothering you. I will do my best to help you realize your goal."

"Really?" Ning Jin listened to Minghua's assurance, but smiled meaningfully and said, "But my obsession is resurrection, will you help me with this too?"

Minghua's voice choked. Looking at Ning Jin's stubborn expression, he scolded, "You are stubborn and recalcitrant."

Ning Jin looked at Minghua's anger, his eyes flickering, and he looked at the fishy and wet soil on the ground, as if he remembered something interesting, and said with a smile:

"In the past hundred years, I have met countless Taoist priests. They all came to me thinking that they could convert me and help me to be reborn."

Ning Jin turned his wrist, and a handful of moist soil appeared in his palm, wrapped with a few fresh green grass sprouts.

She looked at the handful of soil and sighed, "It's a pity that they all died and turned into the soil under their feet in the end, and they couldn't even escape from Gusu."

The moment Ning Jin finished speaking, a chaotic burst of ghost cries rang out in the strong wind, piercing and disturbing.

"Since you are so stubborn, I can only leave you in Gusu."

Those ghosts were mixed in the strong wind, their bodies were constantly torn and stretched, twisted and deformed, looking extremely weird.

Countless ghosts crawled out from the Baixu Formation and swarmed towards the Taoist priests who were destroying the formation. However, those Taoist priests were already busy setting up the formation and had no time to drive away those ferocious evil ghosts.

Looking at the approaching ghost, Lu Keming's eyes turned red instantly, and a huge fox tail suddenly opened up behind him, covering Yu Youyou tightly in the fox tail.

Minghua looked at the chaotic scene, his expression froze for a second, then he quickly calmed down and ordered his fellow disciples around him to protect the uncles who were forming a formation.

After all his fellow disciples joined the battle, Minghua took a deep breath. Looking at Ning Jin's nonchalant expression, he realized that these fellow disciples who had been missing for a hundred years had all died in Gusu.

His face darkened, he picked up the magic weapon in his hand, and said coldly:

"The vengeful spirits and evil ghosts have long lost their humanity, so don't blame me for being hateful."