Chapter 15: The Mystery of Life

"How can you be a yellow-robed miscellaneous disciple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"But why is there a fire crow for such a handyman?"

"Who is her master? is so generous, he actually gave the fire crow to a miscellaneous disciple. ā€

"It seems that he is also the son of a big family. Why didn't her master come up and fight? I'm looking forward to it. ā€

Ah Yin listened to it in his ears, thinking that these gossips were really wrong. The master had already come up quietly, and was quietly removed from the stage, not even standing for a minute.

Casting a glance at Duan Ling, he saw that she was hiding in the distance, and it seemed that she didn't want to express her understanding of herself. Ayin didn't want to mend the knife for her, let alone make up for herself, so she walked away silently.

In the gossip of the people around, the competition of the group show came to an end. Surprisingly, Duan Mu actually made it to the nineteenth place, although he didn't get any reward for contributing points, but he got the attention of many elders, which was still very worthwhile.

Back to Qiu Rufeng's residence, although the group show meeting is over, the gossip is far from over.

Gui Haiyun, who ranked first in this group show, although he was rewarded, he lost a piece of his hair because he was beaten by Gugu, and became the laughing stock of the new disciples after dinner.

The disgrace of the disciples who passed on to the disciples in the door is also a very new thing.

The same gossip is also Ayin, and her fire crow.

"Take it!" Just as Ah Yin was worried about the matter of that piece of hair, Duan Ling didn't say hello, broke into her room, and threw a waist card engraved with "Mission" to Ah Yin, "This is the task I took for you." ā€

Ah Yin looked at the waist card, and then glanced at Duan Ling, not knowing what to say.

"Every day, I go to deliver food to the senior brother in the Huacao Hall of Shan Hu Peak. In this way, there can be ten contribution points per month. Duan Ling crossed his waist and complained, "You don't know any spells, this is already the easiest task I have found." ā€

Although Ayin is a little reluctant, but when he comes to the Lingyin Sect, what else can he do? I could only say a word and accepted the waist card.

Ayin's electric thought flashed: "Wait, that senior brother in Huacaotang...... It's not a trace, right? ā€

"How do I know?" Duan Ling had already turned around, not wanting to stay with Ah Yin for a longer time, her voice gradually faded away, "If you want to know, why don't you ask Ah Si?" ā€

Ah Yin thought to herself, it's okay to ask or not, anyway, if you go tomorrow, you'll naturally know.

In the evening, when a group of yellow-robed miscellaneous disciples sat together for dinner, Ah Yin originally planned to exchange mission experiences with others, but when the other miscellaneous disciples saw her, they hid as far away as they wanted, as if she was a plague god.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that it is because of offending your own disciples. How many guts do the miscellaneous disciples have? Dare to go against your own disciples?

Walking close to Ayin is equivalent to getting into trouble.

Ah Yin sighed, and could only put a piece of meat on the table, feed Gugu, and eat alone.

However, although she sat far away, she could see at a glance that these miscellaneous disciples were listless when they were talking about the task, and they knew that it was not an easy errand to think about it with their toes. It can be seen that the masters of the world are all the same when they squeeze miscellaneous labors.

Ayin smiled knowingly. Maybe at this time, it is estimated that I will have to thank Duan Ling for finding her a very convenient task.

Back in her room, after finally in Hai Shi, it was time for her to be alone.

As soon as Ayin sat down, he took out the jade slip he had brought from the pool during the day. Unopened, just looking at the book cover, Ayin looked up to the sky, and there was confusion in his mind.

"Yin spiritual power...... Ah Yin muttered, "What should I do with you?" ā€

"Learn." A voice came from behind, and Ayin turned her head in shock.

A swarthy face appeared in front of her. Ayin looked at him, and for a moment remembered the hatred of his sister's death.

"I know why you're looking at me like that." Harumuchi, "It's just that you should have misunderstood something. ā€

"Misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding? Could anyone else pass by but you? ā€

"I don't know yet, but I'll prove it to you." Sunny and indifferent.

Ah Yin thought for a moment: "There is an important thing I want to ask you." ā€

"What's the matter?"

"Counting the days, it was about eleven years ago, your royal family, was there anyone born with the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root?"

A little hesitation flashed on Qing's face, and then she was categorical: "Heavenly Fire Spirit Root, hehe." How can it be. ā€

Ayin looked at him: "Why are you so sure?" ā€

"Heavenly Fire Spirit Root, if such a person was born, I would have died a long time ago, that person ...... How could I have been locked up in prison for eleven years. ā€

"By the way, although I don't want to mention it, I still want to ask, do you remember, it is...... Which day? That was the day? The days you started in captivity? ā€

Qing had been looking at Ayin, but this time she suddenly lowered her gaze: "Of course I remember, the day of the full moon, August 15." That day was the peak of the power of the gods in a year. ā€

Ah Yin nodded, and couldn't help but murmur: "The time is about the same, three days before my birthday." ā€

Suddenly, my heart moved. Wait, is this a coincidence? Pure coincidence?

If it is not a coincidence, time is too close.

"If there really is such a person born in your royal family, and you are deliberately concealed, how can you be sure that there is none?" Ayin asked again.

"Impossible." "If there is such a person, there will definitely be a vision in the sky, and it will not be so quiet." And that day...... I remember it very clearly......"

It was the day when he was drained of a wisp of soul and the power of the gods, and was tormented by the devouring bones. He curled up in the darkness of the Heavenly Hell in pain, sweating profusely, panting heavily, as if tens of thousands of Gu worms were biting his flesh at the same time. He couldn't do anything, he couldn't move, he rested his head on the ground and stared at the day outside the hell, hoping that the day would pass as soon as possible.

But the sky of Heavenly Hell Mountain was still gloomy. Flocks of crows flew by, chirping like babies crying.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Anyway, I said no, there must be none. "Qing is straightforward, omitting to explain the memories.

"Okay." Ayin could only nod, after all, she hadn't read the history of the Four Kingdoms, and such a major event, if there were, the history of the Four Kingdoms should also be recorded.

But if she really didn't, where did she, a descendant of the royal family of the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root, come from? It doesn't have to come out of a rock, does it?

"Are you doubting your origins?" Qing sensed something, and a pair of eyes peeked at Ayin like a wolf.

Ayin didn't expect Qing to be so sensitive, and nodded: "Yes...... I always felt that something was wrong. ā€