Chapter 72 Chapter 72 God
Sang Ling opened her eyes slightly. The person who spoke was nowhere to be seen in the jade white spirit boat.
But how could she know that he was lying on the spirit boat.
Sang Ling glanced at Fu Wei, but there was no expression on Fu Wei's face.
Her first reaction was that Fu Yan was not surprised by this.
A figure slowly walked out of the jade-white spirit boat. Before Sang Ling could see clearly, the figure tiptoed and slowly stopped inside their spirit boat.
The demon soldiers in the spirit boat were about to defend themselves immediately, but Fu Ying lightly raised his hand, and the man landed in front of Sang Ling and Fu Ying unhindered.
Although Sang Ling was right in front of her, this person seemed unaware of it and just looked at Fu Yan with a sweet smile.
Gou Qiu also heard the noise and came out of the boat. He was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and immediately bowed and said:
"Saint."
The Saint of Ciyu smiled and nodded.
The one who came was the Holy Maiden Ci Yu who had left the Cang Wu Immortal Palace long ago.
However, she was different at this moment from the one in Cangwu Immortal Palace. Her whole body was glowing faintly, revealing a gentle and soft feeling. The faint spiritual energy that permeated her body also became thinner, and her figure became clearer and more graceful.
Compared with Cangwu Immortal Palace, it is more approachable.
Sang Ling followed Gou Qiu and bowed, "Saint."
The Holy Lady of Mercy seemed to have just noticed her presence and took her up with a smile.
"No need to be so polite, Sang Ling."
Sang Ling's eyes widened slightly. The Saint Ci Yu actually knew her identity.
The Holy Maiden Ciyu seemed to see Sang Ling's surprise and explained, "As for your matter, Fu Yingdu..."
She stopped talking halfway through her words, as if she realized that this was something she shouldn't say.
Sang Ling looked at Fu Wei. Fu Wei had no expression at the moment. He neither reacted to Saint Ci Yu's words nor intended to explain.
Another thing to notice is the way Saint Ci Yu addressed Fu Yan.
Except for the occasional time when she called out Fu Wei's name out of anger, she had never heard anyone else call him that.
However, the "伏灹" of Saint Ciyu was different from hers, it was full of intimacy and familiarity.
However, one is a saint and the other is a demon lord, so it is normal for them to have such a close friendship.
Since Fu Yan even told Saint Ci Yu about her affairs, they must have a very close relationship.
Saint Ci Yu saw that Sang Ling was coming for Fu Yin. Sang Ling didn't want to stay any longer and was about to ask to leave when Saint Ci Yu spoke again.
"I have something to discuss with Fu Wei, please step aside for a moment."
After she spoke, Sang Ling naturally swallowed what she was about to say. She agreed and was about to leave, but who would have thought that Fu Yan finally said the first sentence.
“No need to avoid it.”
The first person to be surprised was not Sang Ling, but Saint Ciyu. Her surprise flashed by, and she still had a gentle smile on her face.
"Then stay. You are now in Chunming Pavilion under Fu Ying. I have heard about your deeds. You are so capable. No wonder you have gained Fu Ying's trust."
Sang Ling did not answer, nor did she know how to answer. She only sensed something strange in the words of Saint Ci Yu, but she did not know the source of this strangeness.
When she raised her eyes again, she saw Fu Yan's gaze. She lowered her head and said only:
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."
She had no interest in the affairs of Saint Ci Yu and Fu Yan. Rather than standing here awkwardly, she would rather go somewhere quiet.
The Saint of the Fish actually smiled sincerely, "Since you have something to do, then go down."
Sang Ling didn't look at Fu Yan again, turned around and left.
The smiling voice of Saint Ci Yu could be vaguely heard from behind him, but until she left completely, he did not hear a single word from Fu Yan.
When they got into the boat, Gou Qiu immediately pulled her over.
"Are this Saint Ciyu and Lord Demon very familiar with each other?"
Sang Ling wanted to ask her this. Gou Qiu had been in charge of Chunming Pavilion for a hundred years, and had been under Fu Yin's command for a hundred years. He should know more about this than she did.
Sang Ling thought about their relationship and replied, "It seems familiar but not familiar."
Gou Qiu was puzzled, "What does this mean?"
Sang Ling chuckled, "This level should be very familiar to your Lord Demon."
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When Sang Ling got out of the spirit boat again, the figure of Saint Ci Yu was no longer on the boat. Fu Yan picked up the book again, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Sang Ling coming out, Fu Yan raised his eyes from the book and then patted the place beside him.
Sang Ling did not sit next to him, but just looked at him without saying a word.
Fu Yan smiled and continued to pat his hands, then said, "Don't you want to know about the death of the god?"
Just this one sentence controlled Sang Ling, she really wanted to know.
The word "God" is very ancient for the Three Realms. According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, the Three Realms were not yet established, the heaven and earth were in chaos and humans did not know how to cultivate, and the heaven and earth gave birth to the first God. To enlighten mankind and guide practitioners onto the path of the Tao.
The Three Realms have just been established.
Gods are immortal, but several of the first gods died within ten thousand years for unknown reasons. These dead gods are called deceased gods.
The Saint of Mercy Fish is the spirit of the dead god.
Sang Ling sat beside Fu Yan as instructed.
Fu Yin closed the book, "When the Three Realms were first established, there were seven original gods, but they all died for some reason. The Three Realms gained spiritual energy due to the death of the gods, and the path was then formed."
Sang Ling was surprised, for she had no idea that the spiritual energy in the world of immortal cultivation came from the death of gods.
"Whale fall."
Fu Yan glanced sideways, "What."
Sang Ling explained to him: "When the whale dies and falls, all things come to life."
Fu Wei suddenly smiled, "Not bad."
But true death is the destruction of both body and soul.
Fu Ying continued, "Among the seven original gods, only Ciyu left half of his soul in the death of the god. This soul was nurtured by the Heavenly Dao and was reborn in this life."
Sang Ling still had some questions, "All seven of the original gods died, why is only the soul of the Holy Fish Saint still alive?"
Fu Wei smiled broadly, "Every god has a duty to govern. She controls the future and has the power of foresight."
Sang Ling understood it all. Since it was predictable, the death of the First God could naturally be predicted as well.
Fu Yan turned around and said, "What happened to you was something she had foreseen."
As the reincarnation of a spirit, it is very likely that he retains the abilities of the original god. Sang Ling looked at Fu Ying in surprise. How could she not know that Fu Ying was explaining it specifically for her.
But why do we need to explain it specifically? In fact, whether Fu Ying told Saint Ci Yu about her affairs or Saint Ci Yu predicted it herself, it makes no difference.
She had doubts and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
Fu Wei looked at him quietly, with the tip of his tongue against his upper palate, and then he smiled.
Sang Ling frowned.
Fu Yan leaned over, pinched Sang Ling's jaw with one hand, and spoke slowly: "Because I don't like misunderstandings, even if it's you."
Sang Ling laughed angrily. Fu Wei had to belittle her in the end. What did he mean by even if it was her, even if she was insignificant, he could still condescend to make an explanation in order to clear up the misunderstanding?
It is worthy of being called Fu Yan.
As annoying as always.
The topic ended here. On the second day, Lingzhou returned to the Demon Realm.
Fu Wei seemed to have something urgent to do and separated from Sang Ling at the gate of Chaocheng.
Sang Ling and Gou Qiu still took the small spirit boat into the city, turned through the familiar streets and slowly approached Chunming Pavilion.
After passing two streets, Gou Qiu suddenly said, "Did you notice?"
Sang Ling looked in response and discovered that Gou Qiu was looking at the shops on both sides.
Gou Qiu's next words came, "Listen."
At this moment, Sang Ling noticed that most of the shops on both sides of the street were playing her songs. Snack shops, restaurants and even some clothing stores and spiritual instrument shops were playing them. Upon closer inspection, they were all using loudspeakers and records.
Three days ago, when she left Chao City, only one or two shops played her songs, very few.
In just three days, there were very few shops on both sides of the street that were not playing her songs.
In her previous life, she heard her songs played in too many shops, so she didn't notice it for a while.
The spirit boat crossed many streets and stopped in front of Chunming Pavilion. There was a long line outside Chunming Pavilion.
It was not uncommon to see long queues outside Chunming Pavilion, whether it was an event or the Jiaotai banquet where Sang Ling was attending, there would always be many guests.
But upon closer inspection, the guests queuing today were different from those in the past. In the past, all those queuing were regular customers of Chunming Pavilion, all of them wealthy. Today, the queue included not only these wealthy regular customers, but also some commoners in coarse cloth robes, and even some who were obviously slaves from the outer city. They looked evasive and panicked, but stood firmly in the line.
The team moved very fast, but it couldn't keep up with the speed at which it grew.
Gou Qiu was the first to get out of the spirit boat and happened to see Hu Yanyan.
Hu Yanyan hurried forward, "Mom, you are finally back, where is Sang Ling?"
The two of them entered the boat together. Hu Yanyan was about to say something to Sang Ling when she was interrupted by Gou Qiu.
"What's going on? Why is there such a long queue at Chunming Pavilion?"
Hu Yanyan smiled and shook her head: "It's not the line at Chunming Pavilion, it's the small shop next to it."
Seeing Gou Qiu's confusion, she repeated, "It's the newly opened record shop next door."
Sang Ling was also a little surprised, "The record sales were not good, why are so many people buying it now?"
"It's easy. Naturally, in the early days, no one knew about this thing. It's always hard to accept new things. Naturally, only your fans knew your songs. But ever since the snack shop you ate at started playing your records, business has doubled immediately. Other shops followed suit. Now your songs are everywhere on the street, and naturally, many more people know your songs."
Gou Qiu thought directly and asked, "Are those 20,000 records almost sold out?"
"Not only are they sold out, but now the number has increased to 100,000 and it's still not enough."
Gou Qiu's eyes widened and he was speechless, but Sang Ling was calm. Since her debut, her album sales had never been less than one million, so a hundred thousand copies were not enough to shock her.
It seems that even in the world of immortal cultivation, music is the same.
What is pursued and loved is never the song, but the emotion that the song brings.
Gou Qiu's face showed joy. He didn't expect that after only three days away, he would come back with such a big surprise.
She was once again convinced of one thing: Sang Ling's choices were always right.
Hu Yanyan was not just happy about the record, "In the past few days, our Chunming Pavilion's business has also been much better."
Gou Qiu was naturally even happier.
Sang Ling looked outside the spirit boat and saw a few kids from out of town busy in the record shop, but their faces were filled with joy.
She stood up and walked out. "Looks like we need to call a few more people. It's not good to keep them busy all the time. I'll go help."
After that, she stood up and left the spiritual boat. Hu Yanyan couldn't stop her from behind and could only shout, "You can't go out!"
Sang Ling looked back, but it was too late.
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