Chapter 48 His Mission

Before Du Xueling could finish her words, she heard the sounds of something heavy falling to the ground, "thump".

Those "newcomers" who had just been barely holding on, rolled their eyes, lost consciousness, and pounded the ground with their flesh and blood after hearing Du Xueling's name - surrender.

"I say, Senior Sister, you are exaggerating too much..."

Not far away, a tall figure walked towards here.

It was Zhan Chenming who also heard Nan Wang's cry for help and rushed over.

The fact is, no matter whether Nanwang shouted "Senior brother, help me" or "Senior sister, help me", the effect was the same.

Whenever he was in danger, his fellow brothers and sisters would lend a helping hand and save him from the dire straits.

Compared to Du Xueling's appearance by falling straight down from several platforms, Zhan Chenming's was much more low-key.

But his low profile needs to be seen from a distance.

Because once you look closely, you will find that he is holding a red spear in one hand, and in the other hand he is dragging two monks - we can't say they are corpses for now - but they are breathing in more than out and can die at any time.

Zhan Chenming glanced at Nanwang's injured ear, shook his head and said, "Junior brother, your physical training skills are really not up to par. Although you have successfully cultivated your Qi, you still have to persist in taking medicinal baths in the future."

Du Xueling defended him, "It's not Junior Brother's fault, it's just that Chu Songping's Qi Condensation Pill is not good. It's all fancy stuff when it's being refined, but the effect is disappointing. It's just like him, all show and no substance."

Nan Wang was silent for a moment, then looked at Zhan Chenming: "Third Senior Brother, what is this in your hand?"

Zhan Chenming flipped his wrist and showed off his gun: "It's my gun, what's wrong?"

Nan Wang was silent for a moment again, and then said, "The other hand."

Zhan Chenming looked down and understood: "Oh, this one, I encountered it when I came here. I saw them lying in ambush furtively, so I took advantage of it to deal with them."

Nanwang: “…”

He said that the last time he met Brother Huabing, there seemed to be more than these lackeys following him, but how come there were only two left when they met this time?

They actually set up an ambush in advance.

It is really unexpected that a mere evil cult member actually has a brain.

Of course, what Nan Wang couldn't have expected more was these two people in front of him... who had completely stopped acting.

Nan Wang looked at the two people who had returned to their Qingyun Sect attire, and for a moment he seemed to want to say something but stopped.

Du Xueling glanced at the person in Zhan Chenming's hand, then glanced at the monks lying in a mess not far away, and sighed:

"Each generation is really worse than the previous one. Among the cultivators of this generation, there are not many who can even build a foundation. With so few talents, there are more and more secret realms. It's really not enough to make ends meet..."

Zhan Chenming joked, "Big Sister, you are now speaking more and more like a great elder. Why don't you take over the Sword Sect's duties earlier? This will also allow the great elder to unload his responsibilities earlier and devote himself to training the younger generation."

"Forget it. With Master's personality, asking him to train unqualified juniors would be more painful than killing him."

Du Xueling shook her head and casually waved a stream of spiritual energy, sweeping the "corpses" on the ground to the side. Then she turned away mercilessly, as if she would find it unbearable to look at them any longer.

Zhan Chenming said helplessly: "Please be gentle, don't kill them accidentally. We are already short of talented people, and if a few more die, there will be no one left..."

Du Xueling said with disdain: "No matter how many small characters like this come, it's useless. They can't conquer the secret realm at all."

Nan Wang looked at the two people who were talking freely and without any embarrassment. He was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brothers and sisters, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Of course!" Zhan Chenming glanced at Nan Wang and said sternly, "Junior brother, you disobeyed the sect's orders and entered the secret realm without permission. Logically, you should be punished according to the sect's rules."

Nanwang: “???”

Zhan Chenming continued, "But we are brothers, so I will turn a blind eye this time. As long as you return to the sect on time, I will pretend that I have never seen you, and you will also pretend that you have never seen me."

“Third Senior Brother, you…” Nan Wang was extremely shocked: “You are so stupid to blame others for your mistakes… You, you also violated the sect rules and entered the secret realm without permission, didn’t you?”

Zhan Chenming said frankly: "I am different. I am an undercover agent from the Qingyun Sect. The Demon Sect has been making frequent moves recently. I am going deep into the enemy camp to investigate the cause of the changes."

Nanwang: “…”

He looked at Du Xueling for help, hoping that she could say something fair.

Du Xueling said sternly, "Third Junior Brother, if you want to investigate the demon clan's movements, you should have informed me first. You acted on your own and disregarded the sect's rules. Normally, I would punish you, but since this is your first offense, I will pretend that I have never seen you, and you should also pretend that you have never seen me."

Nanwang: “…”

Actor!

They are all actors!

The nickname of Qingyun Sect should not be "Tutu Sect", it should be "Actor Sect"!

Zhan Chenming made the decision: "How about this, when we get out of the secret realm, the three of us will just pretend that we have never met each other. Is that okay?"

Du Xueling said, "That's fine."

Nanwang: “…”

He suddenly thought of a famous saying: "One would be willing to sacrifice his own life to bring down the emperor."

However, when he met Du Xueling's "kind" gaze, the thoughts in his mind instantly disappeared.

Nanwang said solemnly: "I will never betray you, brothers and sisters. When I return to the mortal world to travel, I will not meet anyone, and I will not see anyone..."

"good."

Du Xueling nodded with satisfaction, and then got down to business: "By the way, Junior Brother, what exactly is the meaning of the letter you sent me?"

When this matter was mentioned, Nanwang quickly adjusted his mentality and asked seriously: "Grandmaster Sister, did you do as I said?"

"We did it, but your request was too strange. The villagers can only follow your instructions. I can't guarantee the final result."

"It's okay, just do it, and leave the rest to fate..."

Nan Wang sighed lightly.

However, the salted fish mentality only lasted for a short second. The next moment, Nanwang suddenly changed his attitude, and his tone was so strong that it seemed as if he was cheering himself up:

"No, I can't just do whatever I can and leave the rest to fate. Even if I have to defy fate, I must save my fifth apprentice sister!"

Du Xueling suddenly spoke up, "Speaking of Fifth Junior Sister, there are two good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Nan Wang's willpower, which he had finally gathered, disappeared in an instant, and he stammered, "Senior Sister, I-I-I am timid, please don't scare me..."

He didn't dare to listen to any of the good or bad news. He just wanted to know whether his fifth junior sister was still alive.

Du Xuelingsi ignored Nan Wang's panic and spoke to herself, "The first good news is that I have found the flower branch of Fifth Junior Sister."

Nanwang: “!!!”

Du Xueling raised her hand and spread out her five fingers. In the palm of her hand lay a dead branch that was completely black with several withered flower buds on the tip.

Flowers, trees and creatures are a different species from humans, and Nanwang has no idea about their racial characteristics.

However, even if he didn't understand, just looking at the withered appearance of this branch, Nan Wang's heart began to tremble.

Du Xueling added the second half of the sentence calmly: "The bad news is that I didn't find the consciousness of the fifth junior sister."

In the world of cultivation, the destruction of the physical body is not considered a big deal.

Regardless of whether they are immortals, demons, monsters or other races, their seven souls and six spirits are stored in the consciousness. As long as the consciousness is not destroyed, there are still various possibilities, whether it is to summon the soul to revive or to reshape the body. The premise of all this is that the consciousness is still there.

Without consciousness, this branch of flowers has no meaning.

Even if the branches are carefully cultivated for thousands of years and develop consciousness, they are completely new consciousness and not the same spiritual branches as before.

"But there is good news."

Du Xueling put away the flower branches and took out a soul lamp.

In the center of the soul lamp, a soul fire is burning.

This was not the first time that Nan Wang had seen a soul lamp. After entering the outer gate, he also had a soul lamp of his own.

He had entered the Soul Pavilion and seen countless soul lamps, some bright and some dim.

Those soul lamps were well protected high up in the attic, protected from wind and rain, and lived in peace and without disaster.

The soul lamp is an extremely fragile thing and can be destroyed if you are not careful, so it must be properly preserved and treated with care.

Only this soul lamp is different.

It is in the open air, facing the wind.

When the wind blew over the small flame, the fragile flame first shrank, then gradually dimmed, as if it was about to go out, but soon the flame reignited, even burning more vigorously than before.

This is a soul lamp without a lamp tag, but Nan Wang knows whose soul lamp it belongs to.

He had never seen any soul lamp like the one before him - it made him burst into tears.

"Fifth Junior Sister's soul lamp had originally gone out, but when I stepped into the secret realm, the soul lamp lit up again, and... it burned more and more vigorously."

Du Xueling's eyes also sparkled when she looked at the soul lamp.

"I know—I know what it is!"

Nanwang was so out of breath when he spoke due to his fluctuating emotions.

He took a deep breath, wiped his face with his hands, and said calmly and firmly:

"Before entering the secret realm, Lingzhi refined a set of top-grade magic tools, five in a set, called the Thousand Flower Bells. The function of the Thousand Flower Bells is to save the master's soul at the cost of self-destruction when the master is in danger of being seriously injured. So... Fifth Junior Sister's consciousness must be hidden in the Thousand Flower Bells!"

After hearing Nan Wang's words, Du Xueling frowned:

"But, the soul and consciousness are not the same thing. The soul is easy to preserve, but consciousness... the magic weapon that can hide consciousness must be of immortal quality..."

Nan Wang nodded hurriedly: "Then I remembered it wrongly. The Thousand Flower Bell must be an immortal magic weapon! Lingzhi's talent is unparalleled in the world. It's just an immortal magic weapon. She will definitely be able to refine it!"

At this moment, for Nan Wang, it no longer mattered who the "Spiritual Branch" in the original novel was, who became the leader of the world's weapon cultivators after the demise of Qingyun Sect.

He clearly understood his mission, which was to completely rewrite the future of the original work.