Chapter 309 Birthday Gift

Zhao Ranmeng said calmly: "No accidents, but it went too smoothly."

It's not that it went very smoothly, but it was too wrong. There were many dangers, but they were not fatal. This was different from what they expected. After all,

fate was too dangerous. It was best at arranging various small things that were difficult to detect. It was often such a small thing that could snowball and become so big that people could not resist. From ancient times to the present, no one could escape the calculations of fate.

Just like in the previous life, if someone told everyone present without any evidence that you would all die silently, that the demons and monsters would invade the world of immortal cultivation, and that the human race would be powerless to resist, and that the biggest factor was Luo Yuyang, everyone's reaction would be: Are you kidding me?

We would die because of an ordinary cultivator who was only at the Golden Core stage, and the whole world would be in turmoil because of her, who would believe it?

No one would believe it, including the Sword Immortal Zhaoran and Nanbei Yi.

And it was this incredible point that Tianming used to easily trap everyone, demons, and monsters.

If it wasn't Guan Shengsheng who was reborn, and she had the power of listening, helping her break through the shackles of the Way of Heaven, causing the people around her to hear their inner voices, even if they did it all over again, they might not be able to change the situation.

Under the Way of Heaven, all living beings are ants.

Whether ordinary people or immortals, as long as they don't pass the ladder to become immortals, everyone will be trapped in this small world and have to let fate take their course.

It's too difficult to really go against the will of heaven. Throughout history, only Guan Shengsheng has succeeded in changing her fate, but she can't be considered completely free.

"So is Shengsheng's... with you now?" Nanbei also pondered for a while and asked.

Zhaoran Sword Immortal shook his head: "It's with the storyteller."

It's not that he didn't want to take it away, but there were too many threads of fate entangled with it. The order chain of destiny prevented him from approaching. The only one who could pass through the order chain and touch Shengsheng was the storyteller who had already left the world.

Nanbei also frowned when he heard this: "Logically speaking, you should be able to touch it after you bring it out. Could it be that the order chain has not disappeared?"

To be honest, although they are cooperating now, Nanbei is also very wary of other people, especially since the one taken away by the storyteller is Shengsheng's original body, which is really too dangerous!

Nanbei also doesn't think that Zhaoran Meng, who is more important than himself, will hand over Shengsheng's original body to others, even if that person has a deep bond with their Yunmiao Sect.

"Let's call Shengsheng up first." Zhao Ranmeng said lightly. It would be best to tell Shengsheng himself about this matter.

So Shengsheng, who was watching the game below, suddenly heard the master's voice transmission, and immediately jumped off the chair and told everyone: "I'm going up now!"

"Go up? Where? It's so exciting now!"

Guan Yuanbai, who was squatting next to Shengsheng's chair, looked at Shengsheng with a confused face. The game on the stage was very exciting. The demon clan sent out a witch, who was dressed and had the same abilities as the Southern Territory Demon Lord. She was very beautiful and charming.

The noble and elegant Fairy Mingyue was completely different from her. The man and the demon admired each other's beauty at the same time, and the next second they immediately started fighting.

One person was wrapped in moonlight, and one demon was shrouded in smoke. The terrifying power collided, and the fight was extremely exciting and beautiful. Unlike the brutal match between Wen Rugu and Yin Hun, their power was not only powerful, but also particularly brilliant, which attracted people's attention.

"Master is looking for me, Fifth Brother, are you going there too?" Sheng Sheng turned his head to look at him.

"Uh..."

Guan Yuanbai immediately shuddered, and reflexively remembered that he had just been severely beaten by his master before entering the Trial Tower. Suddenly, he was filled with discomfort from head to toe, and even his stomach began to ache.

Pain! It really hurts!

Guan Yuanbai couldn't forget such a miserable experience. He covered his face and waved his hands: "Go quickly, I really don't want to see Master now."

Shengsheng laughed twice, with a bright smile on his face: "Fifth Brother, you are wrong to say that. Your current cultivation level was beaten by Master!"

If he hadn't encountered such troubles just now, Guan Yuanbai could have directly passed the tribulation and become a Yuan Infant cultivator. Moreover, his memory has been restored now, and he has the experience of Yuan Infant. He doesn't even need time to adapt and can quickly master the power.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him: "My dear Fifth Brother, do you remember that we are in the audience, and Master may be on the stage behind us. At this distance, Master can hear your words clearly."

"!!!"

Guan Yuanbai's pupils trembled.

"Little Junior Sister, take this." Chen Changsheng laughed heartlessly, stopped Shengsheng who was about to jump away, threw a golden bell to her, and said casually, "I'll give you a birthday present in advance, so you don't forget it when you're busy."

The golden bell was very beautiful, engraved with strange and mysterious patterns, and pierced with gold thread. Something was faintly flowing inside, and it didn't make any sound when it was shaken.

Shengsheng liked it very much, and directly passed it over her head and wore it around her neck, laughing and saying, "It's great, thank you, Third Senior Brother, I like it very much!"

After she finished speaking, she jumped and ran towards the stage, leaving the others to look at Chen Changsheng in unison, with solemn expressions.

"You just said... Shengsheng's birthday is coming soon?" Jiang Yang asked anxiously for everyone, "Such an important thing, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Shuanghan frowned and asked bluntly: "How many days?"

"Haha, it's tomorrow." Chen Changsheng laughed, looking at the people around him thinking seriously about what gifts to prepare for Shengsheng, he was very pleased in his heart, Shengsheng is really popular.

Everyone who has completely restored the memory of the previous life regards her as very important, and it's not just talk.

Obviously, people in the world of immortal cultivation don't take birthdays seriously at all. After all, if you just close yourself off, you don't know how many years have passed when you come out.

There is no age in cultivation, and age is the least necessary thing to care about.

But everyone remembers very clearly that Shengsheng in her previous life did not live past the age of 20.

She tore her soul apart before she reached adulthood, and half of her soul was destined to die before the age of 20 under the sword of Bai Wuchen.

The other half of her soul was even annihilated, causing Shengsheng, who lost the other half of her soul, to suffer the pain of soul tearing day and night.

All ghosts have seen her body transformed into a skinny young real dragon struggling painfully. Whether as a human or as a dragon, she had no chance to grow up and fell into endless despair.

Therefore, all the people who shouldn't care about age, at the moment when their memories were restored, hoped that Guan Shengsheng could live in good health every year. This was their tacit hope.

However, it always makes people feel quite subtle.

Chen Changsheng looked at Shengsheng's back as he left, then looked at the competition stage and the terrifying and powerful demon army opposite. It looked like a farce, so what was their purpose?

Under the messy hair, Chen Changsheng's eyes were dark and cold. Too many coincidences are definitely not coincidences.