Chapter 232: Just a few thousand mortals...
There were water stains on the corners of Mu Hanshan's lips, and he didn't know whether Chang was successful or not. Ning Mingmei instructed Lian Chengyue, "Carry him up."
Lian Chengyue lowered his head and did not move. Ning Mingmei said: "Carry it."
Lian Chengyue squatted down and took Mu Hanshan with him. Ning Mingmei dipped the test paper into the Wangchuan water and said to Lian Chengyue, "The concentration of Wangchuan water here is quite good. Take some more."
The two walked along the way and pumped water several times. The Qiankun bag that Ning Mingmei carried with him was finally almost used up. Lian Chengyue said to Ning Mingmei: "Immortal Ning..."
Ning Mingmei threw him a Qiankun bag: "Open this Qiankun bag, there are ten Qiankun bags inside. Each of these ten Qiankun bags has ten Qiankun bags in it."
You are putting the dolls here.
In fact, Ning Mingmei was in great pain at the moment. The old ghost king's true energy was still rushing around in his body, but fortunately, the joy of harvest replaced the pain. He sat cross-legged on the beach and meditated, watching Lian Chengyue fill up one Qiankun bag after another.
Lian Chengyue was unusually quiet, just lowering his head and working honestly. After drawing enough water from the Wangchuan River, Ning Mingmei asked, "How many empty Qiankun bags are there?"
Liancheng reported a number every month. Ning Mingmei said, "Here's the sickle for you. Go and cut down the red spider lilies on the shore. Cut as many as you can."
This is all for the purpose of creating a nature reserve in Qingji Sect!
After everything was done, Ning Mingmei followed the same path he came from to the Ghost King's Palace. On the way, he said to the system: "When I came here, I saw that the Forgotten River was vast, but when I left, I found that the Forgotten River was just that vast. It seems that everything in the world only appears great because it is strange."
The system said, "I want to ask you how many thousands of tons of water you have pumped."
At this moment on the road, Lian Chengyue said: "Immortal Ning."
"?"
"Is what you just said true?"
Ning Mingmei naturally knew what he was talking about. In response, he just pushed up his glasses and said, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
?
"How can men and men have children?" Ning Mingmei asked.
This sounds about right. But……
Merlin's face flashed through Lian Chengyue's mind. He whispered: "Immortal Kening has always been able to create miracles!"
In response, Ning Mingmei commented: "I see that you have been very idle recently. You have even started to pay attention to your tutor's private affairs."
Lian Chengyue finally shut up. After a moment, he said: "Ning Xianzun..."
Ning Mingmei:?
Lian Chengyue: "Immortal Ning called himself a mentor to me. I am so happy."
...Even though he knew that Lian Chengyue had a problem with his brain, Ning Mingmei still felt speechless when he discovered how serious the problem was.
Ning Mingmei collected things as he returned, especially from Yun Simu's bedroom and the old ghost king's bedroom. All the things inside were collected by Ning Mingmei, even the beds and wardrobes. Even if Ning Mingmei can't use it himself, it would be nice to set up a theme park. Previously, the love-themed mausoleum park featuring Wu Yu and the Great Demon was very popular, with tourists spending money to take photos with the Wu Yu coser in the scenic area every day, and occasionally spending more money to do cosplay themselves, which greatly promoted the wizard culture of the human world, and even the imperial court was moved by it.
Finally, Ning Mingmei arrived at the main hall where many talented people were gathered. Gui Ruoxue and others had been waiting here for a long time. When Ning Mingmei turned around, he saw Wen Siheng and Duan Ying covered in blood.
He frowned immediately: "What's wrong with you two!"
"On their way here, they met a small group of ghost cultivators who were guarding outside the Ghost King's Palace. If we had gone out directly, we would have been ambushed by them. Wen Siheng and Duan Ying dealt with them for several times and finally eliminated those ghost cultivators." Huang Zhutao explained for them.
Wen Siheng and Duan Ying...killed a lot of ghost cultivators?
At that moment, Ning Mingmei looked at them, and there were some complicated and indescribable emotions in his heart. At this moment, Wen Siheng said: "Master, I told you that we are very capable."
Duan Ying also nodded, with a serious expression: "Ning Xianzun, we are very powerful."
Ning Mingmei said nothing. Over there, Gui Ruoxue had already completed the brainwashing of Wu Fang according to Ning Mingmei's instructions. Ning Mingmei saw Wu Fang standing silently not far away and said, "It seems you want to talk to me."
Wu Fang lowered his eyes and said, "Ning Xianzun is right. Now that the old Ghost King is dead, and Feng Xiehou is also... the news has spread throughout the six realms, and it is inevitable that there will be many disputes in the ghost world. Various forces are eyeing them covetously and taking advantage of the opportunity to move in. In the end, the only ones who get hurt are the ghost residents."
"I am willing to be the successor of Fengshi Hou, and I only hope that Immortal Ning can lend me a helping hand!"
Ning Mingmei watched him coldly as he knelt on one knee and pledged his loyalty to him. Then he said, “It’s easiest to put it into words.”
Wu Fang said: "I am willing to swear a blood oath with Immortal Ning."
Drops of blood fell, and now the ghost world is under Ning Mingmei's control. Ning Mingmei slowly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief. He took back the handkerchief and said, "The rest of the ghost world's affairs are left to you. You are familiar with the ghost world and know better than us how to take over the position of Fengshi Hou. When he died just now, you have already consumed his spiritual power, right?"
"...Yes." Wu Fang said forbearingly.
"That's right." Ning Mingmei said.
Wu Fang glanced at Ning Mingmei out of the corner of his eye. He could never have imagined that such a beautiful person could be so indifferent when faced with this matter. Ning Mingmei said: "You can rest assured that I will be in charge of Fengdu..."
"I'm just afraid I won't be able to convince the public." Wu Fang smiled bitterly.
"Convince the people? Let them immerse themselves in enough happiness and spend enough time, then they won't think about unnecessary things." Ning Mingmei said, "I will mail you what you need later."
Wu Fang lowered his head and said, "Yes. But the entire ghost world... I'm afraid I can't do it for the time being."
"There will always be chaos for a while. There's nothing we can do about it." Ning Mingmei said, "It's just that the people on the border are going to suffer again."
The time of regime change is also the time of arms race. The human race is like this kind of armament to the ghost race. Ning Mingmei continued, "Also, the things used to transform the human race must be handed over to me for safekeeping."
"Yes." Wu Fang said.
Ning Mingmei looked into the distance, thinking about the future. At that moment, an inspiration suddenly hit him. He said, "Ukrainian side."
"Um?"
"It is a top secret that Qingji Sect's disciples have passed through the ghost world. How did you know the whereabouts of Qingji Sect's disciples?" Ning Mingmei turned his head and asked, "Did Fengshi Hou ask you to capture Qingji Sect's disciples, or did you choose Qingji Sect's disciples on your own initiative?"
The Ukrainian side was stunned. Then, he said, "A spy reported it. It was Marquis Fengshi who asked me to capture those disciples..."
"Who is the spy?" Ning Mingmei asked.
“Yes… yes…”
It's a woman in green.
At that moment, the Ukrainian side was at a loss. Ning Mingmei felt dizzy and a sweetness in his throat. Someone outside the door called Ning Mingmei: "Master, the sect urgently calls you..."
"Master Bai asked us to return to the sect as soon as possible!"
Ning Mingmei and his group took all the disciples back to Qingji Sect as quickly as possible. In the main hall of Tiantai Peak, Bai Ruoru's face was as gloomy as she stared at the water mirror in the air.
Also here with her are the supreme elders. Ning Mingmei noticed that Liang Jiansu and several elders were no longer there. His heart sank.
"Master." He said.
Bai Ruoru looked at him with fatigue in her eyes: "Mingmei, luckily you came back safely."
"This water mirror shows..." Ning Mingmei looked up, and finally saw the scene on the front line in the water mirror together with the elders.
"Mingmei, your information is very timely. I also sent Elder Liang Feng and other elders to the northern border, but unfortunately, it's too late." Bai Ruoru said, "Look, that blood-red crack..."
Ning Mingmei looked into the water mirror.
A blood-red crack stretched across the earth, like a shocking scar. What made Ning Mingmei feel even more terrified was... the scar.
There should have been a capital city!
"city……"
"The city was sucked in. Under this capital, there was originally a secret realm. The most cruel ancient demons were sealed in the secret realm - they were more bloodthirsty and more terrifying than the demons today. We call it the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons." Bai Ruoru said in a dreamy voice, "The monks built a capital on the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. The anger of everyone in the capital is a lock that locks the seal. Over the years, the demons inside are no longer demons, not even the most twisted monsters. Jiang Duo raided this capital, and then..."
"Opened this seal."
From the blood-red cracks, dark and twisted evil spirits kept roaring and flying out. Not only buildings but also countless civilians fell into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. In this fairy city where immortals and mortals live together, there are not only cultivators who can fly by their own power, but also many mortals.
Ning Mingmei saw Fu Weidao at this time. The annoyingly pedantic old man was now constantly casting spells, roaring and driving the mortals trapped in the abyss out of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.
Fortunately, the news was given in time. Fu Weidao did catch up and helped a lot. Ning Mingmei suppressed the urge to vomit. He asked, "Did Jiang Duo open the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons with his own power?"
"yes."
"What about the other disciples present? Analyze how he transmits energy and interrupt him!" Ning Mingmei said, "Or consume him. If this is not maintained by his power, then find a way to shut it down..."
"We're already doing it." Bai Ruoru said softly.
Ning Mingmei looked at Bai Ruoru's pale face and suddenly had a bad feeling. Indeed, he saw that the bloody crack was gradually closing.
Residents who fell into the cracks were also being brought out one by one. Participating in the evacuation were the monks of Qingji Sect and the soldiers of Xiang Family… At this moment, Xiang Wuxing’s voice came from the water mirror: “Hey, Master!”
He then asked, "Is my junior brother back too?"
Xiang Wuxing's voice was still cheerful, and Ning Mingmei felt relieved a little. But Bai Ruoru's voice was very cold: "How many people have not been rescued?"
"There are still... a few hundred. It's almost there, this is the last batch." Xiang Wuxing said.
Wen Siheng, who was beside Ning Mingmei, also breathed a sigh of relief. Ning Mingmei heard Bai Ruoru say: "Okay. Senior Brother... no matter if they are mortals or cultivators, no one can be left behind."
"Leave it to me." Xiang Wuxing laughed.
Suddenly, Ning Mingmei saw Master Wukong walking in aggressively. Wukong Zhenren yelled, "Idiots, what are you doing!"
"Just a few thousand mortals... Are we going to sacrifice an elder of the Qingji Sect for a few thousand mortals?!"
Ning Mingmei looked at Bai Ruoru in astonishment. Bai Ruoru had a calm expression.
"Yes. We are already closing it down."
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