Chapter 48 Huangliang I have always been good at waiting.
I want everyone to be happy, but end up making everyone lose the things they care about most.
The goddess hoped that after she sacrificed herself to mend the sky, Chongming and the God Lord could break free from their bondage and regain their freedom, so she sacrificed herself and made the way of creation come into being.
The Lord God hopes that the goddess can be happy and believes that Chongming can accompany her for a long time instead of himself. So Yinglong resolutely chooses to suppress the demon alone in order to fulfill the goddess's wish for a stable world.
Chongming wanted his senior sister and Xiaolong, whom she cared about, to be happy. He did not understand the existence of human nature and gave up his own emotions to merge with the Tao, but by accident he was one step late for them.
Then the goddess offered sacrifices to the sky, and Yinglong suppressed the demon.
Chongming walked alone in the world for tens of millions of years.
New creatures are struggling to survive in the cracked and dried-up spiritual veins; white snow in the polar regions falls in thousands of layers; and albizzia trees take root, sprout, and bloom on the ruins.
Finally, Chongming caught a glimpse of a vague possibility in the remains of the two people.
Becoming an immortal means you can control the rules of the world and become the only master here, with supreme authority and power enough to have the power to rewind everything.
He wants to become an immortal and use the mighty power of nature to reverse all the unsatisfactory results that make people cry...!
Chu Sheng had no idea what Chongming Immortal Venerable had done, but the huge rock in Yunshui Xuantian was enough to prove that he had been striving for an outcome with no clear end in sight.
One man offered sacrifices to the heavens, a dragon subdued the devil, and the last man wandered in the empty world, never stopping for thousands of years, just to find the echo of past happiness.
Is it because the goddess saw this ending that she was extremely frightened and regretted her original choice?
Chu Sheng stared at the lotus in his hand that was emitting soft light, his expression dazed.
Such a beautiful wish has borne extremely bitter fruit. Can the Golden Lotus of Creation, which carries such a huge cause and effect, really save the master and allow him to rebuild his path and return to his peak?
The girl has hidden worries in her heart.
Gui Xuan woke up with a splitting headache, and the golden eyes of Chongming Immortal Master seemed to still be staring at him.
The feeling of humiliation, shock and anger of being seen through from the inside out still remains in Guixuan's heart.
Something soft brushed his cheek. Gui Xuan opened his eyes suddenly and met Chu Sheng's relieved expression as she lifted the veil on her arm.
"You're awake, Guixuan."
"...If I don't wake up, are you going to send me on my way?"
Gui Xuan looked at the light gauze that disappeared into Chu Sheng's arms in a few breaths with suspicion. She seriously suspected that if she didn't wake up in time, Chu Sheng would try to use it to suffocate her awake without hesitation.
Chu Sheng would never admit that he just wanted to try out the ability of this gauze, so he denied it flatly.
"How could that be? I don't have that. It's impossible... Anyway, come and take a look at this."
Gui Xuan looked towards the lotus in Chu Sheng's hand and was startled. "Have you found the Golden Lotus of Creation?"
"Maybe, but I'm not sure." Chu Sheng said in a low voice.
"I'm not even sure if we're still on the Tianjiao Ranking..."
Gui Xuan turned her gaze and saw Yuan Qi, who was not far away, holding an umbrella and whispering something with Ye Ziqing with serious expressions.
No, it is impossible to tell this way whether Yuan Qi is his real body or a trace of consciousness stored in the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella.
The Young Master of Liangyi Valley was about to shift his gaze when he suddenly noticed something and his eyes fixed on it.
Wait, the vitality in Ye Ziqing's body... why does it seem to be connected with Chu Sheng beside him?
What kind of danger did they encounter that would make a guy like Ye Ziqing, who seemed to be indifferent to the matter, use a spell like vitality sharing at all costs to share the pressure and coercion faced by Chu Sheng?
Gui Xuan was worried, but found that she didn't dare to ask.
He looked at Chu Sheng, comforting himself that he was still facing a lively person, not a cold corpse in a coffin.
The medical practitioners in the Jindan stage are still too weak...Gui Xuan's mind was full of dark clouds.
Chu Sheng was wondering why Gui Xuan suddenly lost her voice. At this moment, Qi An led a nun towards them.
"I just went out exploring and met Master Liaowu," Qi An explained. "It seems something unusual happened when we were unaware of it."
"Buddha has mercy on me." The nun stood still, put her hands together and chanted, then spoke to the others.
"I, the poor nun, have come from the Great Wuxiang Temple because of the changes in the Tianjiao Ranking. We have been searching for a long time in the Canglang Mountains and finally found your traces."
"Excuse me, what happened here? Can't we go back to our respective sects?" Chu Sheng asked. She looked at Master Liaowu's face and felt that he looked indescribably familiar.
"Not long ago, there was a sudden disturbance in the Canglang Mountains, and many evil spirits appeared. Some cultivators were infected without knowing it, and after they returned to the sect, a bloody tragedy occurred..." Liaowu sighed.
"Therefore, anyone within this range is at risk of infection. Please understand that this is a very special situation and is a last resort."
Qi An's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his brows gloomy. "Just now, I exchanged a few moves with Master Liaowu. His mental techniques and moves are undoubtedly those of a Buddhist disciple."
Ye Ziqing and Yuan Qi exchanged a glance, and Yuan Qi stepped forward, holding an umbrella. "I wonder what the Master is going to do with us?"
"While it's still early and the evil spirits haven't come out yet, please follow me and leave this place quickly. Let's go to the temple and visit the pagoda that can exorcise evil spirits!"
The nun named Liaowu twirled her Buddhist beads and said coldly, "The world of cultivation can no longer withstand the turmoil of evil spirits wreaking havoc on the world!"
Ling Fengzhi woke up from a nightmare.
He dreamed of Chu Sheng falling from a height, like a flower on a broken branch falling into the water. Before violent emotions could emerge, the feeling of being enveloped in warmth within the distant fragments of his soul calmed the young man's anger.
"What on earth is going on…" Is there something wrong with the list of geniuses?
It’s a pity that he had sworn an oath to heaven that he would not leave this place before sixty years. Otherwise, Ling Fengzhi would have gone to find Chu Sheng to find out the truth no matter what.
"Ignorance, anger, suffering, love, hate, resentment, separation... From love comes hate, and from hate comes fear..."
He propped himself up with his sword, and ignored it as he pinched his palm with his fingertips again, muttering to himself while his dark green eyes moved strangely.
"Envoy Ling, you're awake? Great, we need you—"
Ting Bailu, who called him, was caught off guard and stabbed by the evil spirit in Ling Fengzhi after his eyes met his.
"Sorry." Ling Fengzhi consciously lowered his eyes and regulated his breathing. The murderous intent that almost penetrated people completely finally weakened a little after a few breaths.
"I didn't pay attention." The female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth as if nothing had happened, and then spoke quickly.
"A new demon has just appeared in the southeast, and they are in need of a sword cultivator to help them."
"Got it. I'll go right away." Ling Fengzhi stood up, holding the Frost Sword quietly in his hand. Before leaving, the swordsman paused for a moment and whispered a reminder to the female cultivator.
"Master Ting, your robes seem a little dirty."
Ling Fengzhi went out. Ting Bailu was a little confused, but when he looked down at the robe, he suddenly reacted and retracted the antlers that had grown accidentally when his forehead was pierced by the evil spirit.
...He knew he was a demon, but he didn't say it out loud, nor did he take any action.
Ting Bailu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then changed the content of the jade letter that he originally wanted to send to the southeast.
[——Can be won over.]
"Can we win them over?" the high-ranking demon whispered softly, then handed the jade pendant to a shadowy hand beside him. "What do you think?"
“…………”
The big demon was silent for a moment, and after looking at the unmoved reaction of the black-robed man beside him, he tacitly took the jade back.
"Since my lord is not here, I will be fully responsible for this matter... Let's do it this way." An order came from the black robe, but it was not an old voice, but a voice that sounded very young.
"Yes." Everyone responded.
A brief ray of light from the sky illuminated the various long ears, jagged or straight horns, rough scales, and tails of various shapes...
It also illuminated the young face beneath the black robe.
The demon stared at the unexpectedly bright light, his tone icy. "Let's change locations. Wherever there's light, there's a chance we'll be noticed... We're going to be discovered here."
Then, she turned to the man in black robe and spoke gently.
"Do you have anything to say, King? You were brought back from the desert by the great priests and then cleansed with the blood and essence of the ancestral land. You can't overexert yourself just yet."
The young fox king shook his head, and the two fox ears on his head twitched nimbly for a moment with the movement.
"Just do it, auntie... no, Hu Ji."
The fox demon who had lost his past memories stared at the big demon with his clear eyes like black grapes for a while, then spoke softly.
"I trust your choice."
Yun Mengzi closed his eyes.
His consciousness was always floating in chaos, with only brief moments of clarity. Fatigue and sleepiness entangled his soul, causing him to constantly fall into deep dreams of the past.
"Zongshan, I don't know what you really want." said the Nightmare Lord.
"You came from the upper realm, and you are an immortal by nature. You are different from me and Yun Zhongjun...
Thousands of years have passed since we first met you. Now, as we are about to ascend, we still don't understand what you are pursuing and looking for.
"The upper realm is not as perfect as you imagine... That's all. I've said this too much, and you are so determined to demand a result." Yun Mengzi said.
"I'm looking for an important existence, a successor? A successor? A disciple? A child? A descendant?
Whatever you want to call Him, there is a very important reason why I am waiting for His coming."
"What if He doesn't come? What if you can't find Him?"
Yun Zhongjun, who was about to ascend to heaven with Nightmare Lord, was most worried about his friend's still unclear fate before he left the world. However, his friend replied with a smile.
"No. Ever since my last trip to the Tianjiao Ranking, I knew that no matter how much time had passed, He would definitely come.
And I happen to be very good at waiting.”
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