Chapter 125: Dead World

Nanwang woke up from his dream.

He couldn't stop gasping for breath, and his vision went dark from time to time.

That was definitely not a simple dream. The dream was so real, as if he was experiencing it himself.

He can feel the protagonist's mood changes, the changes in the surrounding environment, and even at the moment when the protagonist's golden eyes flashed, he seemed to be looking into that person's eyes across time and space.

What kind of dream is this? Who is the person in the dream?

Sinners, Fallen Angels, and the World of Death...

The world of death.

"Nanwang, are you there?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door. Before Nan Wang could open the door, the other party had already pushed it open.

Luo Xuyou walked in and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nanwang was safe and sound:

"You said you were back, but you didn't come to see us. If Senior Sister hadn't told us, we wouldn't have known you were back..."

Nanwang said: "I'm sorry, I was delayed because of too many things."

"You...you seem so different every time you go out."

Luo Xuyou said.

"Really?" Nan Wang was a little confused and turned around: "I feel like I haven't changed much?"

It has been nearly five years since he left the sect. Although his cultivation has not improved much, his experience has increased dramatically. He has shed the youthfulness of his youth and has become more mature, stable and capable of planning and managing.

Luo Xuyou stared at Nan Wang blankly for a while, then said to himself, "Maybe I haven't seen you for too long. You've been away for so long and haven't written to us much. You're really disloyal."

Nan Wang sighed, "How can it be that convenient? I'm in the heart of the demon clan, and there are so many people watching me. If I were to send you letters all day long, my identity would have been exposed long ago."

His friends didn't know that he was the Demon Lord, otherwise they would have been able to empathize with his situation.

Luo Xuyou said, "That's right. The demons are so backward that they don't even have a token to send messages. It's just a messenger bird. It's you who led our sect to leave the demons far behind."

Nanwang: “…”

In fact, he also promoted the technology of transmitting messages and taking photos among the demons. If the Nine-Layer Secret Realm had not come so suddenly this time, perhaps the demons would have already used his token transmission method.

If the communication channels between the Northern Territory and the Central Plains are opened up by then, it would be like... immortals and demons ruling together.

Nanwang was a little afraid to imagine what the future would look like; his scalp tingled at the thought.

"It has to be you. You deserve the title of elder! Although you haven't been in the sect for the past few years, everyone thinks of you when they use tokens to send messages."

Luo Xuyou's beaming flattery made Nan Wang blush a little. When he thought that he was not only an elder of the immortal sect, but also the Demon Lord of the demon clan, his face became even redder.

Guilty.

Luo Xuyou said again: "Oh, I almost forgot about the important matter. Senior Sister asked me to take you to the ceremony. Yuan He is in retreat after completing the Qi Refining Ceremony. We are the only ones who can go to the ceremony. Let's go out and send it now. It's troublesome to prepare for this matter. Let's go over early to see if there is anything we can help with."

Nanwang was shocked and asked, "What? Today is the Asking the Immortal Ceremony? It's already the beginning of the month?"

He, how long had he slept?

If today was the grand ceremony, then he would have been in bed three days ago, right?

Luo Xuyou: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Nanwang said: "Nothing, let's go, let's go..."

…

The Questioning the Immortal Ceremony is an immortal sect activity with a long history.

By then, all the immortal sects in Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang will send people to attend.

The ceremony starts in the evening, and the major sects will not come so early.

Before other sects arrive, Qingyun Sect needs to do a lot of preparation.

Du Xueling's contribution is indispensable to the preparation of such a large-scale event. Du Xueling has been so busy these days that she doesn't even have time to look for Nan Wang.

Not only her, almost all the free disciples have work to do.

Luo Xuyou couldn't run away either. As soon as he showed up, he was caught by Gu Shanshi and dragged away to do the work.

The only idle person is Nanwang.

Nanwang walked around and finally came to the prayer platform.

The prayer platform is a temporary one, and Zhu Tianque will come here to ask for blessings from heaven when the time comes.

This paragraph does not exist in the original novel at all, because in the original novel, the Qingyun Sect at this time had already lost most of its true teachings, and the elders were also implicated in many things and were unable to take care of themselves.

And now the Qingyun Sect...

Nan Wang laughed at himself.

The third senior brother is guarding the seal and will not return until he dies. Elder Qi of the Zhen Sect is traveling with him and is also in danger. The fifth senior sister has betrayed the sect and her whereabouts are unknown. The elder of the Qi Sect is left hanging with no conclusion. The second senior brother is implicated by the Chaos Golden Pill, and Elder Yan is probably extremely anxious, but he can't think of a solution.

The current situation of Qingyun Sect is not much better.

But everyone is still alive.

As long as you are alive, you can be considered... not as good as the best, but better than the worst.

Thinking of this, Nan Wang felt a little relieved.

"Everyone is working, but you are just lazing around here."

"Second Brother!"

Nan Wang turned around when he heard the voice, his tone extremely excited.

Chu Songping still looked exactly the same as in Nanwang's memory. For today's Asking the Immortal Ceremony, he had dressed up specially, wearing a white robe with black stripes, like an elegant and arrogant crane.

The internal and external troubles of Qingyun Sect seemed to have no impact on this independent and proud son of heaven.

"I've been gone for so long, but my cultivation hasn't improved at all."

Chu Songping looked at Nan Wang for a moment and quickly came to this conclusion.

"It did move a little, but not much..."

Nanwang defended himself in a low voice.

Chu Songping glared at him, and he immediately stopped talking.

Well, well, according to the theory of relativity of improvement in cultivation, his cultivation level has indeed not improved at all compared to that of his second senior brother, and has even regressed a bit.

Nan Wang silently complained in his heart.

Somehow, after seeing his second brother, he felt a lot more relaxed.

It was as if the daily life that was about to collapse suddenly encountered an anchor that would never disappear. Then, with the anchor as the core, all the scattered fragments flew back little by little and condensed into a towering Qingyun Mountain again.

"Second Brother, the blessing sutra is ready. Please take a look and see if there are any problems."

A disciple came up to Chu Songping with a box of token-like things, looking like an upright fool who wanted to force Chu Songping to do some work.

Chu Songping's face suddenly fell, and it was obvious that he didn't want to work.

Nan Wang asked curiously, "What is this?"

Chu Songping stretched out his hand to stir the fortune sticks and replied casually, "The fortune sticks were drawn by the immortals at the ceremony."

Nan Wang looked down and saw that all the fortune sticks had the word "excellent" on them, and he immediately understood.

This is just like the fortune drawn in the temple, except that the fortune in the temple is drawn by oneself, and what you draw is your own future and destiny, while the fortune here is drawn by immortals, and what you draw is the future and destiny of the world.

Logically speaking, since it is a lottery, there shouldn’t be only one best choice, but Nan Wang can also understand why Qingyun Sect did this.

The Questioning the Immortals Ceremony is an immortal sect activity similar to a year-end party, where all the immortal sects gather in one place, brag to each other, watch the performances, and then it ends.

The so-called immortal drawing lots is probably just a gimmick. The senior brother just draws lots at random and pretends that it was drawn by the immortal.

In order to prevent any accidents, all the lots are the best, so that no matter what you draw, it will be good news, and the immortals will have to bless you whether they want to or not.

...It was not until he saw the fortune-drawing process with his own eyes that Nan Wang realized he was wrong.

This is totally wrong.

The signing was not moved at all.

Zhu Tianque stood on a high platform, wearing a golden cassock, and looked like a Buddha who showed neither sadness nor joy.

It is said that Buddhism can communicate with immortals and is a bridge connecting the human world and the immortal world.

As a Buddhist, Zhu Tianque is in charge of the annual ceremony of asking the immortals.

Every time, it's always so quiet.

No matter how he injected spiritual energy into them, the fortune sticks remained motionless.

If you randomly draw a lot, it will be the best lot, but no matter what, it cannot be drawn.

Besides feeling confused, Nan Wang also felt a chill.

The chill came from within, as if guiding him to think about some truth.

Ask the immortal, ask the immortal.

Why is the immortal... silent?