Chapter 41 Chongming stops!
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
Gui Xuan looked at Chu Sheng nervously. The girl stared at the veil wrapped around her arms for a while, then smiled at him.
"I'm fine, Guixuan, don't be too nervous. This is your illusion, have you forgotten?"
Yes, this is Guixuan’s illusion.
Then why, why...
...My consciousness will leave my body and I will see the figure of my master from who knows how many years ago in an unknown place?
Although the two strange cultivators called him Zongshan, Chu Sheng, who was extremely familiar with the spiritual aura of his master, was very sure that the man with snow-white hair and red clothes was Yunmengzi, who was also known as Yunmeng Venerable!
Chu Sheng had always believed that Yun Mengzi was so familiar with the Tianjiao List that it was because the Mahayana Venerable had a long life span and was therefore accustomed to such magical instruments.
But now it seems that Yun Mengzi has been active in the world of cultivation for a longer time than when he first appeared on the Tianjiao List in the eyes of the world!
Were the magical instruments and natural treasures on the Tianjiao List really obtained by exploring the secret realms of the major ancient sects?
Chu Sheng didn’t know.
She had so many questions in her mind, but no one could answer them for her.
The only existence who may know everything is now in a deep sleep in the Hehuan Sect with his life or death uncertain. This makes Chu Sheng determined to get on the list of geniuses to compete for the treasures of heaven and earth.
The girl closed her eyes. After a moment, Gui Xuan was surprised to find that the aura around her was no longer filled with a sense of emptiness and dispersion, but had regained its neutral and peaceful calm.
"No matter what secret is hidden behind this, it has nothing to do with me." Chu Sheng murmured.
"I'm on the Tianjiao Ranking for only one reason..."
"Seize the Golden Lotus and save Master!"
Yuan Qi stood on the observatory, the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella leaning on his arm as always.
He looked up at the stars in the sky, which were constantly evolving with a mysterious aura, and felt quite helpless.
"This isn't my illusion. It should be left to Ye Ziqing or the likes of Fu Xiu to solve. Why are you acting like this, unknown spirit from the Tianjiao List?"
"Because you're trying to deceive people."
A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Yuan Qi turned his head slightly, and a star rolled down from his shoulder and fell on the handle of the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella in his arms.
"You should have reached the Nascent Soul stage, but you severed your own body and blood to merge them into this magical weapon. This is why your realm has remained at the Golden Core stage."
Xingzi said dissatisfiedly.
"If I let you out to help them, then my test won't even begin, and you'll be helping them pass it!"
When Yuan Qi heard this, he looked quite surprised.
"How could that be? Both the sect and the family hope that I can seize something. No matter what, I should put the overall situation first... Do you think I am such a selfless person?"
"I never understood what you cultivators mean by the overall situation or not." Xingzi muttered.
"No, you can't do that. Compared to them, you are too greedy and selfish. Unless they are all off the list, I won't let you have your wish."
Xingzi climbed onto the tip of the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella, and then slid down along the ribs, having a lot of fun. Yuan Qi was slightly stunned, and then asked calmly.
"Them? What do they want?"
"You creatures always want something that sparkles at first glance..." said Xingzi.
"Of course they, and you, all they want are the stars!"
Chu Sheng said goodbye to Gui Xuan. The girl's figure faded from one space and quickly appeared in another space.
She sat on a high platform, wearing a crown and gorgeous clothes, and suddenly opened her ink-black eyes.
——Where exactly is this place?
Such doubts emerged in Chu Sheng's mind, and then, as if her dormant memories were suddenly awakened, the overwhelming information completely submerged her like a tsunami.
In the bedtime stories that Yun Mengzi told Chu Sheng, there was a sentence that often appeared: There were dragons in ancient times.
A dragon has horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, and ears like an ox. If it has wings on its back, it is a Yinglong.
She is the one and only Yinglong in heaven and on earth, the auspicious beast that countless people with horns and scales dream of becoming, and the deity respected by countless people as the Heavenly Lord.
The God was born and raised by nature, he is handsome and has the ability to call the wind and rain. He can decide people's fate, change their fate against the will of heaven, and save the dying and then be reborn.
It was only natural that such a terrifying power would be coveted, spied on by those with ill intentions, and sought for possession by countless dark forces lurking in the dark...
But the Lord God is the most powerful Yinglong in the world.
Being powerful means that no one can ignore her wishes and force her.
Chu Sheng entered the body of the god and temporarily became Yinglong.
The time spent with Yun Mengzi in the Hehuan Sect and the Lord God's own memories conflicted with each other, but the short ten years of human time miraculously defeated Yinglong's long life image.
Chu Sheng, who still retained her cognition, stroked her forehead. She recalled that she was in the magnificent hall of the God.
Yinglong, who had always been impatient to sit in one place, was now sitting upright on the high platform because a very special guest was coming to visit.
The young man with a mysterious aura stepped into the Lord's Hall as if he were in an empty place. He raised his eyes and looked at Chu Sheng, his golden pupils as dazzling as the sunlight.
"...Chongming." Chu Sheng heard the God Lord's impatient voice, a very cold female voice.
"Why didn't you stay in your Kunlun Ruins and come to me for no reason?"
...Chongming...Chongming Immortal!
Chu Sheng recognized it.
The Chongming who restored Mo Nan's spiritual veins, left a mark on the giant rock of Yunshui Xuantian, but caused her to be inexplicably struck by lightning, was the young man in front of him!
"I've come to ask you for a favor," Chongming said.
His expression looked very dull, as if he didn't have any emotions that an ordinary person should have. Combined with his ink-black hair and golden eyes, he looked even less like a human than the God Lord, the Yinglong.
"Why are you the only one here? Where's she?"
The Divine Master spoke, his tone calm.
It can be heard that she, Chongming, and the "she" mentioned vaguely in her words are very familiar with each other.
"She was asleep, so I came," Chongming said.
Chu Sheng felt that the God Lord frowned deeply.
"Why is she...shouldn't your two origins be the same? How could you not have any solution?"
"That's why I came to you." Chongming said calmly.
"I'm going to the place where I first met her to find out what happened, but after I leave, Kunlun Ruins will be unguarded... I can only feel at ease if you go to Kunlun Ruins to accompany her."
"I understand." The Goddess slowly stood up and walked down from the platform. Chongming passed by her and replaced the Goddess's position, sitting calmly on the platform.
There was no leaf covering the top of the platform, only the boundless sky.
Chu Sheng suddenly extracted information related to this area from his vast memory.
This is the top of the world, the peak closest to the Tao...
The reason why the Goddess, the only Yinglong in the world, sits on the high platform is not because she is unwilling to leave, but because the existence of some things forces her to sit here and suppress something!
Chongming took the position of suppression instead of the God Lord. Yinglong did not have any extra words to talk to this inhuman guy. He changed into a dragon form and flew towards Kunlun Ruins.
Chu Sheng sensed something unusual in it.
At first, she thought she had stepped into someone's illusion again, but now Chu Sheng has completely overturned her original idea.
The events of ancient times have been passed down for too long and are now impossible to verify.
But whether it is the decoration style of the building, the material of the cultivators' clothing, or even the concentration of spiritual power and the almost tangible breath of heaven on the platform, none of them can be simulated by an illusion.
Chu Sheng came to the same conclusion as Ye Ziqing and Qi An.
This place is linked by the special existence of the Tianjiao List, and it is a fragment of good fortune from the ancient times... It is a special relic that exists independently across time and space!
Chu Sheng's consciousness followed the Lord God's vision.
Yinglong's speed can be described as divine travel over thousands of miles. Even if it is a long distance that would take several days for a flying boat in later generations to reach, it would only take a moment for a strong man of this level.
She soon saw the place that Chongming and the God Lord had mentioned, Kunlun Ruins.
It was a towering mountain that could not be described in words, as if it could not be looked at directly. It stood at the place with the densest spiritual veins in this world.
The richness of the spiritual power was almost so concrete that it could be seen with the naked eye. The milky white spiritual mist lingered around the Lord God, who had transformed back into a human form, as ethereal and sacred as a fairy concubine.
But the Divine Lord looked as if she was accustomed to this, and she took a step forward without looking away.
——Although there is such terrifying spiritual power lingering around, the interior of Kunlun Ruins is a natural Jedi that cuts off spiritual power.
This information naturally emerged in Chu Sheng's mind as the Lord of God moved.
Without the help of spiritual power or the strength of his physical body, the Lord God walked up the sky-blue steps like an ordinary person.
After an unknown amount of time, the God Lord stopped.
Chu Sheng followed her gaze forward and saw the goddess lying on her side in a large blooming lotus pond with her eyes closed and sleeping.
“…As expected.”
The God's tone was very displeased.
Without a word, she stepped into the lotus pond. The seemingly simple flow of water wrapped around her legs and waist as if it were a heavy weight.
But the God Lord showed no sign of worry as he calmly waded through the weak water that was strong enough to drown an ordinary cultivator on the spot. Finally, he stretched out his arm and grasped the goddess' pale hand.
“Stop…”
The God's originally cold eyes turned into terrifying vertical pupils that were filled with molten anger at this moment, and the sound of the dragon's roar was like a huge bell.
"——If you don't want her to die so quickly, then stop right there, you stupid bastards!!!"
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