Chapter 322: The Golden Bowl of the Primordial Universe, an Ancient Romance Unspeakable
"It turns out that all the golden evil energy was absorbed by the Hunyuan Golden Mother before it could be generated."

Looking at the magnificent scene before him, Song Lin couldn't help but sigh.

"The Wanli Golden Light Cave is vast and boundless. It seems that there is not a trace of Earthly Evil Qi, but in fact the entire huge mineral vein is like a vast Earthly Evil Qi. No one can absorb this kind of Earthly Evil, only the Earth Spirit God it breeds."

He looked at the hourglass-shaped Hunyuan Jinmu and slowly stepped back.

According to the ancient books of Donglin Xianya, the God of Earth Spirits was born to be supreme and forgetful of emotions, and his stance was completely different from that of the six paths of life. Ordinary likes and dislikes, emotions, could not judge his behavior at all.

If you encounter such a being, it is best to retreat immediately.

however.

With the ability of such a magical existence, when Song Lin discovered the other party, it had naturally already discovered his whereabouts.

The movement of retreating just happened.

A ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

"bad!"

Song Lin was suddenly startled and subconsciously threw a flying knife.

Swish, swish, swish - after the first flying knife, he was still not at ease, so he threw thirteen flying knives in succession, each one breaking through the air.

Ding Ding Dang~~
The golden light was like a silky satin, turning in the underground world. The thirteen flying knives immediately fell on the golden light, as if they had encountered some kind of natural nemesis.

"..."

Before Song Lin could even curse, the golden light turned into a belt, pulling his body back in front of Hunyuan Jinmu.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Song Lin looked up at the mountain-like golden funnel above him, then looked down at the 'golden belt' on his body.

He said carefully: "That... this great god..."

The Golden Mother of All Beings stands quietly, as if it has always been like this since time immemorial.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no intention of hurting him, he couldn't help but feel a little braver.

He bowed and said, "I didn't know this place is the temple of the great god. I apologize for any offense. Um... can you let me go?"

sieve--

The golden belt was suddenly retracted.

Hunyuan Jinmu still did not speak, and continued to swallow up huge amounts of golden sand.

"Then... I'll be leaving first? Goodbye, goodbye!"

Song Lin bowed, and seeing that the other party still didn't respond, he turned around quickly.

Swish!
A golden silk came again, wrapped around Song Lin's waist and tied him to the edge of the golden bowl.

"Great God...what on earth do you want to do?"

Song Lin couldn't help but think of various mythological stories about people being accomplices to tigers and children of gods, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Could it be that the other party wanted to restrain him and make him their golden boy and jade girl for the rest of their lives?
How miserable that is!

With this natural godly ability, it would be easy for him to live for thousands or tens of thousands of years. He would be sunk into the ground forever, unable to move, and there would be no one to talk to.

It's so miserable!

"let me go!"

Song Lin struggled hard.

"Let me go!"

"You and I have no grudges against each other, why do you want to imprison me?"

"Great God..."

"The old man, the bitch, the rotten gold bowl..."

"Kill me if you can!"

"Don't even think about asking me to accompany you, you useless broken golden bowl! Even if I die, I will never..."

He shouted again and again, but the Hunyuan Jinmu was completely indifferent. In despair, he even cursed wildly, hoping that the other party would kill him and reincarnate.

however.

The Golden Mother of All Beings is like the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, peaceful and eternal.

Until one day later.

Song Lin was tired of struggling and scolding. Finally, he was completely desperate and stood dejectedly under the golden bowl.

"I thought if I went deep underground, I would be able to see the underworld. Curiosity kills the cat, so I will never venture out again..."

He sighed softly, his face numb.

The Hunyuan Jinmu, like the Niangniang Temple on Wuduan Mountain and the ancient Peng bird, are all mythical things. Just like the cutscene, there is no way to communicate with them.

Once you enter it, you can't help yourself.

If we really wait for thousands of years, the disaster in the outside world will have ended long ago. All the people and things we know will turn into dust and disappear.

So he would rather die than be imprisoned here.

pity.

The Golden Mother of Hunyuan did not do as he wished.

That was when Song Lin gave up completely.

sieve--

My waist suddenly loosened.

The bundle of golden silk that looked like a fairy rope was taken back again.

"what?"

Song Lin was surprised.

He stretched his arms and legs for a while and then took three cautious steps.

huh~~
Golden light emerged.

A golden silk was wrapped around Song Lin's waist, and no matter how he dodged, it was of no use.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Song Lin looked helpless.

Ding dong~~
Thirteen flying knives fell from the sky.

Song Lin couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The thirteen flying knives were shining with golden light, as if they were created by nature. The transparent glazed blades were flashing with golden light, which was extremely mysterious.

He tried to take one and throw it into the air.

"call out--"

The sound of breaking through the air whistled by, and the speed seemed to be 30% faster than before. Then, that little bit of light pierced heavily into the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

The golden silk around the waist tightened.

"Uh~~"

Song Lin raised his head and smiled awkwardly.

Silently.

The golden silk loosened and floated in the air, and the end touched Song Lin's forehead like a finger.

It seems like blame, but also seems a little helpless.

"Woo——" There was an earth-shattering howl in the sky.

Song Lin raised his head subconsciously.

He saw the golden bowl spit out a golden light, whizzing past his eyes. In a flash, he seemed to see his flying knife piercing into the ground at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, I didn't know how much deeper I had gone.

for a long time.

There was a roar from beneath the ground.

The earth shook, countless gold and rocks collapsed, and golden sand surged.

Song Lin was shocked so much that he couldn't stand steadily, and he grabbed the golden silk around his waist tightly to avoid falling down.

"Hiss..." After the noise subsided, he looked down.

There is an unfathomable passage under your feet, and you seem to be able to see into the depths of the underworld.

"Great Goddess of the Golden Mother!"

"I...will never dare to do that again."

Song Lin raised his head and looked at the huge golden bowl above his head.

I just feel dry mouth.

Good baby! He wants it!
This day.

The ground beneath Donglinxian Cliff shook, causing a group of immortals and strange beasts to float into the air and look into the depths of the earth in confusion.

Deep in the earth.

In the underworld, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart.

Countless evil demons from the abyss wailed and struggled in the great collapse. They didn't know how they had offended the ancient god to deserve such a natural disaster.

Time passes day by day.

Song Lin was still trapped beside Hunyuan Jinmu.

Every day that passes.

He then took the initiative to loosen the restraints and let Song Lin move around. But as long as he had the thought of leaving, the golden silk would fall from the sky and catch him back no matter where he went.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Song Lin looked helpless.

He basically figured it out during this time.

The counterattack of the golden silk and the golden bowl is like the rules of the operation of the heavenly way. The golden silk can only bind a person for one day, and will definitely let go. The golden bowl can counterattack everything and is indestructible.

Hunyuan Jinmu is like a cold and ruthless machine, operating according to certain rules.

pity.

Song Lin still couldn't figure out why the other party liked to keep him by his side.

"If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely let you fight with that ancient Peng bird. Let's see who's stronger, you or that guy... No, there's also the little Qilin and Lady Sanshui!"

"Hum~"

"When I have the chance... I'll go to the temple of the goddess and worship her. I'll make sure she takes good care of you!" Song Lin was so bored that he began to have wild thoughts and talk nonsense.

It's been a month.

The three-year period is coming to an end.

He had never felt so lonely during his retreat. But when he was confined to a place and his freedom was gone, the emptiness and loneliness drove him crazy.

suddenly.

Song Lin felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

This is the first time I have felt this situation in a month.

"What's going on? Is it because of what I said? The ancient Peng bird? The little Qilin? Or... Goddess Sanshui?" He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the Hunyuan Jinmu.

hum~~
The Hunyuan Golden Bowl suddenly shook.

The sky was filled with golden light. Song Lin felt his waist tighten and was thrown out of the golden cave.

"you……"

Bang~~
He fell heavily to the ground, rolled several times, and was dazed and in a mess.

"what's the situation?"

Song Lin looked back and found that the huge golden cave had disappeared.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl and the vast golden river all seem like a dream.

Only the thirteen modified flying knives in his arms proved that all this had really happened.

"Is He... angry?"

"You don't want me to accompany you anymore?"

"What a strange thing, what a strange temper."

Song Lin shook his head, unable to understand.

I had no choice but to calm myself down and walk towards the surface along the natural underground passage.

Three years.

I don’t know what the situation outside is like now, and whether the people and things on the mountain and below the mountain have changed.

Song Lin returned to the ground with anticipation, but he did not notice that a dark golden belt with a restrained golden glow had been wrapped around his waist.

-

Jianya Xuanfeng.

Han Tuizhi and Song Yuyan stood in front of a newly built Taoist palace.

"Sister Yuyan, this Jinlin Palace will be your residence from now on."

Han Tuizhi turned around and said, "According to the time, Xun Huan should be back soon. Go and clean up the house for him and move all his belongings into his new home."

"Yes, Big Brother."

Song Yuyan responded timidly, still with the same expression as before, like a wronged young wife.

See this.

Han Tuizhi couldn't help but look at him with pity.

At his age, he was old enough to be the grandfather and ancestor of Song Lin and his wife. He had seen a lot of love and hate in the world, so he naturally would not interfere.

At the age of thirty, they should have had a bunch of children after ten years of marriage.

What a pity and lament.

Born in a noble family, the originally beautiful marriage turned into an ill-fated one.

A few moments.

Han Tuizhi has already left.

Song Yuyan silently returned to the original courtyard, entered Song Lin’s room for the first time, and helped him pack his luggage.

"The quilt has been there for too long, it's time to replace it with a new one."

"These teacups can still be used after washing."

"I don't know if he can still wear these clothes now. I'm afraid they don't fit him. Well, I'll make some alterations for him..."

"Is this a medicinal elixir or a natural treasure?"

She was busy all the time, like a hardworking little bee.

The real Song Yuyan would not be willing to do these tasks, but for Ayan, who grew up in the market and lived alone in the mountains, these tasks were nothing out of the ordinary.

Gala~
A brocade box fell from Song Yuyan's hands.

"what is this?"

She looked at the half-open brocade box curiously and glanced left and right.

"I'll just take a look. I don't want his stuff. It's okay." The woman, who is in her thirties and looks like a woman, still has the heart of a lively and curious girl.

Then he thought of his own life experience and couldn't help but reveal a sad face, "Ah... When can I go back down the mountain? Sister, A Yan misses you so much..."

I casually opened the box and saw a letter of divorce.

Song Yuyan's originally curious expression suddenly froze on her face.

"Big Brother, I'm back!"

Suddenly, a passionate female voice resounded throughout Jianya Xuanfeng.

Pa~~
The brocade box fell to the ground.

Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with tears and her face was pale.

(End of this chapter)