Yu Wan frowned.
This guy is no good. Why is Temu's name put before hers?
They are all half-step gods, and none of them are more noble than the other.
Compared to Yu Wan, Temu was very satisfied.
In that exchange just now, she could have retaliated. The simpleton brought up the axe, while she could have brought up the pink dress.
Who is better than whom?
But Qiu Bai interrupted.
This left her with a pent-up anger.
Han Weixian's arrangement finally made her feel a little better.
The three of them had known each other since childhood.
From mortal to cultivator, to immortal, to god, and now to half-step celestial god.
She and Yu Wan knew each other their whole lives, and they also bickered their whole lives.
Of course, when something really happens, we can still rely on each other.
"Han Weixian, there's something I need your help with." Qiu Bai looked up at Han Weixian and said calmly.
"Please give your orders, Your Excellency." Han Weixian quickly straightened up, somewhat flattered.
Someone who is usually invisible and whom you can't even see by looking up at them is now saying they need his help.
What merit or ability does he possess?
"Although you suspect that your clone has developed self-awareness, they shouldn't have broken through the barrier between each other yet, right?" Qiu Bai asked.
"No." Han Weixian shook his head.
"Then contact your clone now," Qiu Bai said.
"Contact the clone?" Han Weixian was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "What does Your Excellency wish me to ask?"
"You just need to make the contact; leave the rest to me," Qiu Bai said.
"Yes." Han Weixian nodded: "However, we need to ask you gentlemen to move to the Thousand Machine Pavilion of the Second Immortal Court."
"So troublesome?" Yu Wan frowned and said irritably.
"My cultivation level is low, so I can only communicate with my clone through a specific telepathic artifact," Han Weixian hurriedly explained.
"Let's go then." Qiu Bai nodded.
Soon, the group arrived at Qianji Pavilion.
The gatekeepers of Qianji Pavilion were terrified when they saw Qiu Bai and his companions.
He stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single complete sentence.
Han Weixian hurriedly explained, "It's their first time seeing the three lords' faces up close, they're so nervous."
Qiu Bai waved his hand: "It's alright."
All he wanted now was to contact Han Weixian's clone as soon as possible and learn about the situation in that world.
Everything else is unimportant.
"Thank you, sir." Han Weixian finally breathed a sigh of relief and personally led Qiu Bai and the other two into the Thousand Machines Pavilion.
Then he walked to the Thousand Machine Mirror and contacted his clone again.
Nan Sheng has been very busy these past two days.
I followed Bai Qingqing to several cities and witnessed the completion of each teleportation platform.
I felt an indescribable sense of pride.
In the evening, he was surrounded by people and told about the other three thousand worlds.
He didn't know much.
Firstly, he couldn't fully access Han Weixian's memories.
Secondly, Han Weixian only has the cultivation of a Divine General, and he is only in the Second Immortal Court, so his knowledge is limited.
So on the second night, he and everyone else gathered around Yun Zhan.
But Yun Zhan was the type to ignore everything else.
Li Xue almost fell asleep while using the Soul Searching Technique to look at his past.
So boring.
Therefore, Yun Zhan didn't know much about the Three Thousand Worlds.
But he was well-read.
I know quite a bit about things from ancient times.
Everyone's thinking has also become much broader.
Especially Niu Shanming.
I'm heartbroken.
After struggling to reach the Immortal Realm, I finally learned that there are nine realms of gods above.
Even if you reach the half-step Celestial God level, there are still Celestial Gods above you.
Even gods...
According to Yun Zhan, even those celestial beings weren't worthy of carrying the shoes of the people in the courtyard.
In the end, he's still just an ant.
I want to cry.
Right now, Nan Sheng is traveling back to the Star Moon Sect on a Heavenly Grade Spirit Ship with Bai Qingqing and her group.
He has made great progress in the past two days.
He has already finalized a position as an outer sect elder with Bai Wenyuan and Bai Wuji.
This is all because of the influence of the original Han Weixian.
Fortunately, he was decisive enough to change his appearance and sever ties with his original self, Han Weixian.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get the position of outer sect elder.
As long as there is a connection with the Star Moon Sect, whether it's an outer or inner sect, it's all good.
The Heavenly Grade Spirit Boat was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already covered half the distance.
Just then, Nan Sheng received Han Weixian's summons.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Nan Sheng told Wu Kong about it, and then repeatedly emphasized that she had nothing to do with Han Weixian anymore.
However, the summoning talisman of the Thousand Machine Mirror was imprinted in his sea of consciousness by Han Weixian before his ascension.
He couldn't break it.
Wukong pondered for a moment: "It wouldn't hurt to go and listen."
“Yes.” Nan Sheng nodded. “However, the Thousand Machine Mirror is in the place where I used to sleep in the Han family. We need to go back to Tianyuan City first.”
“That will expose you,” Wukong said.
"Huh?" Nan Sheng was taken aback.
"Didn't you tell Han Weixian that you were going to go into slumber? If you're going into slumber, then it must be in the Land of Slumber, right?" Wukong looked at Nansheng.
"Oh right." Nan Sheng finally realized what he meant and frowned in slight distress.
"Let me tell my master, and then I'll take you there," Wukong said.
"Thank you, Great Sage," Nan Sheng said hurriedly, bowing in gratitude.
Wukong simply waved his little paws and then skipped off to find Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing was chatting with Yun Zhan.
After learning that Yun Zhan was the reincarnation of a god emperor, she became very curious about other worlds.
Yun Zhan took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.
Talking at night, talking during the day...
It really strains your voice.
However, with the nourishment of the Nine Heavens Divine Spring and various spiritual teas, even if your throat is completely shattered, it can heal instantly.
Moreover, the benefits are immeasurable.
So, speak!
However, his knowledge of the three thousand worlds was obviously insufficient, so he could only rely on various ancient books and ancient history.
Fortunately, Bai Qingqing is quite interested in ancient history and all sorts of other things.
Just as they were getting into the conversation, Wukong walked in from outside.
The door was opened and closed very gently.
Their footsteps were also very light.
After entering, it stood quietly to the side without making a sound to disturb them.
After Yun Zhan finished speaking, he stepped forward and tugged at Bai Qingqing's sleeve: "Master, I want to go on a long trip."
"Where to?" Bai Qingqing asked, habitually rubbing Wukong's little head.
“Let’s go to Central Continent.” Wukong squinted comfortably and said, “Go with Nansheng and see his old friends.”
"Go ahead, be careful on the road." Bai Qingqing didn't ask any more questions, but took out a stack of teleportation talismans from the system space and handed them to Wukong.
"The teleportation platform is not yet completed, and many cities in the Southern Wilderness and Central Continent are still under construction."
"Take these teleportation talismans and use them."
Wukong waved his little paws and said, "No need, no need. Master forgot, I have a palm teleportation talisman, so it's convenient for me to go anywhere."
“You have a palm teleportation talisman, but others don’t.” Bai Qingqing stuffed the teleportation talisman into Wukong’s little paw: “Take it, it’s convenient.”
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