[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

He could only feel helpless, and went to talk to Dugu Yuyun as a gift.

With Ziyin's presence, Ouyang Shaogong no longer paid attention to the Shushan people, and brought Baili Tusu back to the Qingyu Altar. After a while, all the Shushan disciples really withdrew.

It was already afternoon at this time, and Ouyang Shaogong had someone cook a sumptuous meal, which he shared with Baili Tusu.

Fenji Sword Spirit still felt a little afraid of Ouyang Shaogong, so Baili Tusu didn't say anything about the Ten Witches, he didn't know if Wu Xian was dead, and Ouyang Shaogong didn't ask, he kept his head buried in eating.

The most attractive thing on the table was still two roasted golden squabs. Ouyang Shaogong sprinkled spices and squeezed a few drops of lemon juice, then tore off a wing and handed it to Baili Tusu to see if he wanted to take it or not. As if receiving it, Ouyang Shaogong smiled and stuffed it directly into his hand.

This kind of doting, of course, didn't exist before, and being doted on was such a happy feeling, Baili Tusu's soul didn't even want to wake up.

After several knocks on the door, Ouyang Shaogong waved his hand, and then a disciple opened the door, and it was Ziyin who came in.

"Your Highness." Ziyin said, just telling Ouyang Shaogong that he was coming, Ouyang Shaogong glanced at him, waved his hand, and the people in the room immediately bowed their heads and walked out in an orderly manner.

Baili Tusu was the last one, his blood red eyes kept staring at Ziyin, and he closed the door slowly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through.

Ziyin suppressed the uncomfortable feeling and sat beside Ouyang Shaogong.

"Then... why did you come here this time?" Ouyang Shaogong sat upright and asked kindly.

Ziyin looked at his squinted eyes, and said softly and without rejection: "I want to stay."

Ouyang Shaogong shook his head: "I don't need it."

"The matter has come to an end, and it will always end." His voice was still very soft, carefully hiding his gentleness, low and very attractive, shallow, but like the most charming invitation, "Let Ziying accompany Your Highness , until the end of cause and effect.”

Ouyang Shaogong didn't seem to be moved, he didn't even look at him, but Zi Yin raised the corners of his lips, grabbed Ouyang Shaogong's hand, and really felt Ouyang Shaogong tremble slightly.

Zi Yin knows Ouyang Shaogong well, even though he is good at hiding his emotions, but at critical moments, facing important people, in order to be safe, he will turn his gaze away, afraid of revealing something.This just shows that he already has the emotions the other party wants, and the sense of crisis makes him anxious, so he is more vigilant and more vulnerable.

In fact, his eyes are so pure that no one can see the truth.

Ouyang Shaogong felt that he had lost. He really liked Ziyin's company, but it was really not a pleasant feeling to be seen through like this.He can only let Ziyin stay, and accompany him to disturb the world, and live and die with him.

"Okay." Ouyang Shaogong said, "You stay with me and don't do anything."

Ziyin nodded happily.

Since then, Ouyang Shaogong and Ziyin have been inseparable in the Green Jade Altar. No matter where they go or what orders they give, Ouyang Shaogong never cares about having more people around him.

The position next to Ouyang Shaogong has never been occupied by anyone, and no one in the world deserves to stand there. Now that there is Ziyin, no one dares to question it, or even dare to take a second look. They discuss quietly and keep their mouths shut. , completely pretending that this person does not exist, as if no one can see it.

What Ziyin asked for from Ouyang Shaogong, he has obtained now, and that position has only belonged to him for thousands of years.

Right at night, the entire green jade altar was very peaceful in the barrier, and the two poles of day and night seemed to be a world by itself.

In the realm of eternal day, Ouyang Shaogong pondered his Fenglaiqin in his room, tuned the column to test the sound, and comforted his beloved weapon.

Ziyin had never seen Fenglaiqin before. It was said that Fenglai, who was said to be able to chaotic heaven and earth, merged with the crown prince's Changqin, was invincible. It seemed nothing special, it was just a high-quality Guqin.It is extremely exquisite, on the black background, the extremely complex and lifelike phoenix is ​​depicted in red gold.

Ouyang Shaogong plucked the strings of the zither, making clank and lingling sounds, frowning from time to time, serious, but a little cute.

"I can play the piano." Zi Yin looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said, "It's just not as good as your hand..."

As he spoke, he actually stretched out his hand to pluck the string of Fenglai, but there was no sound. The pattern on Fenglai flowed through a layer of red gold, so gorgeous that it seemed to bleed.

"Come on, don't make trouble." Ouyang Shaogong said calmly, and continued to tune the Fenglaiqin without raising his head, and said to Ziyin, "What are you and me, Murong, when will you Talking so indifferently, it doesn't follow the rules."

"Your Highness remembered it now." Zi Yin whispered angrily, walked to the front of the piano case, looked down at Ouyang Shaogong and said, "If I expected it right, you have already begun to shape the spirit body. Use your Fire Spirit Orb to create a suitable container."

"Murong is really smart." Ouyang Shaogong was not surprised at all, said lightly, hugged Feng Laiqin, got up and left the room.

He went to fix his violin, to get the missing strings.

Ziyin didn't follow him, just looked at his back, and sat down on the piano case as if exhausted.

He wants this world to return to the beginning.

The strings are placed in the study. There is a small suite in the study, which is simple but very comfortable. It belongs to a person who can enjoy it. It belongs to Ouyang Shaogong, and Baili Tusu lives in it.

For so many days, Baili Tusu has been lying on that small couch, quietly, doing nothing, never going out. When Ouyang Shaogong came, he seemed to be still asleep.

Ouyang Shaogong sat beside him, stroking Fenglai's strings more and more frequently to appease its eagerness.

Only then did Baili Tusu open his eyes, his pupils were pitch black, facing Ouyang Shaogong, his expression was a bit cold.It was Baili Tusu, not Fenji Sword Spirit, but Ouyang Shaogong smiled, still not surprised.

"You're awake." Ouyang Shaogong greeted.

Baili Tusu nodded and sat up. He wanted to speak, but coughed a few times before recovering his voice, and calmly said, "Why did you kill so many people?"

Ouyang Shaogong said: "Reshape the spirit body and enter the heaven."

Baili Tusu asked again: "This is... right?"

Ouyang Shaogong smiled softly, his voice was as clear as water, and patiently explained: "It is indeed wrong to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and it is not good to kill gods and chaotic ways. Wrong is wrong. I never said it was right, let alone that I am wrong." I only do what I think is right, I just want to take revenge, and kill for these thousand years of pain, so what."

Baili Tusu nodded again, but he had nothing to say, no matter it was because of Fen Ji or something, he fell in love with this person, he couldn't imagine it, he couldn't express it.His entire clan was wiped out, and he has been alone until now. Now his family is safe, he has seen his mother, and he has no other regrets.

Ouyang Shaogong wanted to disturb the world, but he was abandoned by the world, and people like Master also became demons because of Ouyang Shaogong, and Baili Tusu was born on the zither and lived on the sword, but Han Yunxi no longer exists. What else can I say about my home.

"I'll be your strings." Baili Tusu said, "Fen Ji is already one with me, why should I leave my remnant soul floating in the world."

"Oh, you also know the pain of a wandering soul." Ouyang Shaogong stroked the bloodstain between his brows, and smiled softly, "It's just a mortal soul, it's useless."

Seeing Baili Tusu's almost numb expression, Ouyang Shaogong still whispered softly: "It's better to sleep well, everything will be fine when you wake up."

He tapped Baili Tusu's forehead, completely deprived of consciousness, admiring the young man's exquisite eyebrows, smiling like flowers falling in spring water, and gently placed the Fenglaiqin on the couch.

When the fingers touched Baili Tusu's body, it was as if they had touched water, and ripples appeared, and the souls were caught directly, looking for the Fenji sword spirit in the black resentment, even though their remnant souls were entangled Together, it also breaks up at the touch of a finger.

Only the gods and humans are naturally formed from the heaven and the earth, but they can never be surpassed.

Ouyang Shaogong used his purest spiritual power to dissipate the resentment, like peeling cocoons, twisted the Fenji sword spirit into silk strings, and carefully put them on the Fenglaiqin until the remnant soul was exhausted.

Baili Tusu is just a mortal, he doesn't have the power of a god, his soul has been broken for 12 years, once he loses the support of the sword spirit, he can only be a ghost, no matter how good his body is, he can't use it.

Ouyang Shaogong patted Fenglai lightly, stretched out his hand to melt a cold sword with a sapphire sheath, and locked the soul into the sword with blood.

One hundred and eighth chapter

At dawn, the genius is dimly lit, the misty cloud forest is like a fairyland, and the mountain stream is cool, which is the best spring water.

Ziyin squatted by the water, fetching water from a bamboo tube, in the early morning, it was so cold that people shivered, but the spring water was warm.

Ling Yue stood aside and watched Ziyin smile slightly. He didn't understand that kind of calmness and satisfaction. When the whole world was at stake, his master was still so contented, as if he was immersed in a peaceful life.

After fetching the water, Zi Yin shook his hands, got up and walked back, nodded to Ling Yue, not intending to say more.Ouyang Shaogong hasn't gotten up yet, he hopes to go back early, cook some good tea and let it cool down, so that he can tie hairpin crowns for Ouyang Shaogong.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ling Yue hurried forward and asked, "Master really loves him so much?" His voice was cold and urgent, and there was a sense of disrespect, especially between master and apprentice.

Ziyin didn't care about anything in his heart, stopped, turned around to look at Lingyue, and said: "I knew him when I was 13 years old, and I fell in love with him wholeheartedly. After such a long time, it's meaningless to say whether I love him or not."

"Now that Ouyang Shaogong wants to go against the sky, could it be that the master has become a demon and wants to help him?!" Ling Yue stepped in front of him.

Ziyin looked at the ignorant child, shook his head helplessly, and said solemnly: "He is still a god, and I am not a demon. Even if you surround Hengshan Mountain, it will be useless. The human world cannot intervene in this matter."

Ling Yue took a deep breath: "Could it be