Meanwhile, Bai Wenyuan and his group...
After finishing today's football match, I prepared to return it to Wukong.
The bamboo ball that seals the Immortal King can only be carried by each person for a short time before they have to be replaced.
Otherwise, you'll have to sit down and rest for a while.
Fortunately, there were many people, so everyone could take turns, which didn't delay the trip.
Not far from the sect square, there was a place where you had to turn.
Luo Xingran, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped in her tracks and even took a step back, saying with disdain, "Ugh, what is that?"
Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked up warily.
Then a long, pointed meat stick came straight at you.
It was still trembling.
At the very top, there was a sticky, transparent substance hanging from it, making it look dirty.
Everyone quickly made way.
It's not that I'm afraid, but rather that I feel a bit disgusted.
What is this thing?
It seems like he can still breathe...
They found out very quickly.
Because Song Jinzhao's figure emerged from around the corner.
Her petite figure was topped with a very long nose, and she swayed as she walked.
Bai Wenyuan pursed his lips, feeling a bit of a toothache and speechless: "Her nose is so long?"
"What's going on?" Yun Yue asked hurriedly, as it was the first time he had seen it.
Niu Yunxiao then explained it once.
"How many lies must have been told?" Yunxi's eyes widened. She had never seen anything like it before.
"I didn't lie, everything I said is the truth." Upon hearing this, Song Jinzhao exploded and couldn't help but shout.
Then her nose grew a little longer.
Song Jinzhao's tears rolled down her cheeks: "Why did you do this to me?"
"Do you really have to lie?" Niu Zihua frowned. "What, can't you live without lying?"
“I’m not lying,” Song Jinzhao screamed.
Looking at the newly grown nose, Niu Hupo shook his head: "This is lying so often that he doesn't even realize it. At this rate, the Star Moon Sect will soon be too small to contain it all."
"Ancestor, I beg you, please make Junior Sister Qingqing put away her supernatural powers. I promise to stay far away from her from now on and never provoke her again." Song Jinzhao knelt down with a thud.
"You brought this upon yourself, what does it have to do with Qingqing?" Bai Wenyuan immediately reprimanded.
"No, no." Song Jinzhao cried so hard he could barely breathe. "It's because Junior Sister Qingqing doesn't like me. I don't know how I offended Junior Sister Qingqing."
Song Jinzhao got up, tilted his head back and ran to Bai Wenyuan's side. His long nose pointed straight up to the sky, trembling as if it might break at any moment.
"Grandfather, please, for the sake of our Second Ancestor!" Song Jinzhao cried. "I am his great-great-great-granddaughter!"
Bai Wenyuan was somewhat troubled.
Song Jinzhao did indeed bring it back from Bering earlier, but it seems he never said that himself.
However, this saying has been circulating within the sect.
Later, Bering went into seclusion, and he didn't inquire further.
After he came out of quarantine some time ago, he was so busy that he forgot about it for a while.
“She’s lying; her nose has grown longer,” Niu Yancai said with a sharp eye.
"I...I didn't," Song Jinzhao panicked. "It was...it was Second Ancestor who told me himself..."
“I never said that.” At this moment, Bering Qian walked out from behind the crowd, put his hands behind his back, and said with a serious expression.
“Second, Second Ancestor…” Song Jinzhao’s eyes darted around.
“My great-great-great-granddaughter is dead. You were just her companion. I only brought you back because of my great-great-great-granddaughter,” Bering said.
"No, no." Song Jinchao waved her hands frantically. She couldn't lose this identity, otherwise how would she establish herself in the Star Moon Sect in the future?
“If you behave yourself, my Star Moon Sect won’t mind taking in another idle person.” Bai Wenyuan frowned and said, “But I didn’t expect you to be so ungrateful. You should leave.”
"No, please don't send me away, please." Song Jinzhao panicked completely, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
"Go." Bai Wenyuan waved his hand, and Song Jinzhao was swept up by a surge of spiritual energy and sent to the foot of the mountain.
"No, I don't want to go." After landing, Song Jinzhao began to climb up the mountain using both hands and feet.
However, she had already been stripped of her status as a disciple of the Star Moon Sect, and the protective mountain formation instantly blasted her away.
Song Jinzhao sat on the ground and broke down in tears.
“Sect Master, our Star Moon Sect is destined to stand at the pinnacle of the five continents in the future. I think we should carefully select the disciples within the sect,” Niu Yancai said.
“Master Niu is right.” Bai Wenyuan nodded. “Lingqian, I’ll leave this matter to you.”
"Don't worry, brother," Bering said, cupping his hands in greeting. "I will certainly not fail you."
In a high-level world among the three thousand worlds.
A woman in red is healing the wounds of a burly man.
"How is it?" the man in white asked.
“No.” The woman in red stopped and shook her head. “He won’t wake up until his karmic connection is found, and he will be like a cripple.”
“But Yun Zhan’s whereabouts can no longer be located,” the man in white said, frowning.
“A mere God Emperor can evade our pursuit.” The woman in red pursed her lips and said, “He must have found that lost world and obtained the treasure left behind by that being. As long as we find him and reclaim the treasure, we can become the Lord of the Gods.”
"But the problem is, we can't find him now." The man in white slammed his fist on the table in anger. "It's like he's completely vanished."
“Since he was able to find that lost world in his reincarnation, there’s no reason why others can’t,” the woman in red said.
"you mean……"
“There are so many God Emperors, just send them all to reincarnate. Besides, it doesn’t have to be God Emperors, those below God Emperor level are fine too,” the woman in red said.
“But if someone below the God Emperor level reincarnates, it will damage their original essence,” the white-robed man said after a moment’s hesitation.
“Right now, we can’t worry about that,” the woman in red said. “Besides, they’re just a bunch of ants. When the old ones go, a new wave will rise. The world is never short of cultivators.”
The man in white remained silent.
"Do you want someone else to get there first?" the woman in red asked again.
“Alright, as you say.” The man in white nodded. “I will immediately issue a divine decree to announce it to the world, and at the same time send more people to the Reincarnation Department.”
“Hmm.” The woman in red paused for a moment, then said, “Brother Bei, this is our chance, we absolutely cannot miss it.”
“I know.” Shinbei stepped forward, gently patted the woman in red on the shoulder, and said, “Take good care of Rukawa. I’ll go and make the arrangements right away.”
The woman in red stood up and wrapped her soft arms around Xinbei's waist: "Brother Bei, we must become the Lord of the Gods and the ruler of these three thousand worlds!"
P.S.: Today is the last day of 2022. The old year is about to pass and the new year is about to begin. I wish all my darlings a happy and prosperous new year. May we always be there for each other and protect one another. Love you all!
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