Chapter 291: Master of Tianji Pavilion (40)
Wait, pick up the bride!!!
The ball-headed paper man suddenly jumped up, and then hit his head on the cage. He covered his head and grimaced in pain.
But soon, he no longer cared about the pain, and almost forgot about more important things.
The paper man with a bun put down his short hands that were covering his forehead and began to count the time by counting on his fingers.
After this rehearsal, they were originally planning to go directly back to the area where their Ghost King was, to pick up their Ghost King and hold the Hedao Ceremony.
Now, it seems like we've missed the time.
The ball-headed paper man was filled with fear at first, but soon he changed his mind and thought that the Ghost King might have been distracted by something before, so he didn't notice the situation here and didn't come to rescue them.
Now that they have missed the time, the Ghost King should realize that something is wrong and come to rescue them.
Humph, when their Lord Ghost King comes over, he will definitely beat these two to a pulp.
The paper man with a ball head stood with his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, completely forgetting the fact that not only Yan Qing but also Song Nanfeng were the objects of fear of their ghost king.
After laughing enough, the paper man with a bun raised his head and looked at Song Nanfeng and Yan Qing. Just as he was about to reveal a sinister smile, he met Song Nanfeng's dark eyes.
The paper man with the ball-head cut froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth, which had just opened a little, froze in an awkward manner.
Song Nanfeng pulled the corner of his lips slightly, and on his lifeless face, the smile looked particularly cold.
Yan Qing naturally also noticed Song Nanfeng's gaze towards the paper people in the cage. Her eyebrows twitched slightly. After she sensed the danger, she was teleported here through the divine consciousness left in the jade pendant for Zhaoyang Jianzun. So many things happened in such a short period of time that she almost forgot the real purpose of her trip.
Although she had some guesses about the whereabouts of Zhaoyang Jianzun, she was not completely sure.
Thinking of this, Yan Qing was no longer in the mood to explore the specific relationship between Song Nanfeng and Song Beiwu.
She turned around, and the dark pattern on the hem of her clothes flashed with a hint of golden light, and the restrictions that were invisibly restricting Song Nanfeng were released.
The moment the shackles were loosened, Song Nanfeng froze in place: "Your Majesty, are you going to let me go just like that?"
Yan Qing's voice was gentle and calm. She did not turn around and said slowly, "I was the one who accidentally entered your territory first. I am sorry for disturbing you."
A complex look flashed across Song Nanfeng's eyes. Just as he had said before, the ghost realm was a place where the strong preyed on the weak, and there was no such thing as accidentally entering.
Just like what he did before, his strength was above those who broke into the field, and he looked at others as ants. When he was in a good mood, he would let them go, but when he was in a bad mood, he would just throw them to be swallowed by the black mist to increase his own strength.
He was not a good person.
Therefore, after being controlled by Yan Qing this time, Song Nanfeng never thought that he could escape from Yan Qing so easily. He had already prepared himself for the possibility that at the very least he would suffer the same fate as those cultivators who broke into the Tianji Pavilion and his cultivation level would be reduced by half, or at worst he would be destroyed.
Unexpectedly, Lord Ling Wei let it go so easily.
However, the next second, he recalled the scenes he saw when he was in empathy with Song Beiwu in the ghost city, and it didn't seem so difficult to understand why Yan Qing let him go so easily.
But before he could think further, Yan Qing did not say anything more after saying that. He had already walked a distance away with those paper people, following the remaining ghost energy on the paper people, to find the location of the ghost king they mentioned.
Song Nanfeng calmed down and hesitated for a moment, wanting to follow, but was afraid of annoying others.
Finally, he thought about this meeting and thought it would be difficult to meet this person again next time. Song Nanfeng pursed his lips, and his entire figure turned into a black mist and disappeared directly on the spot...
When they gathered together again, they had already caught up with Yan Qing.
Yan Qing paused, she tilted her head, and her gaze fell vaguely in the direction of Song Nanfeng through the white silk.
The black mist transformed into a human form again, and Song Nanfeng had taken off his hood at some point. Yan Qing was about to ask him if he had followed her for something, but she saw Song Nanfeng's phoenix eyes glance to the side and he lost sight of her.
Then, he said, "These little things have disturbed my cultivation. I am also a little curious about who their owner is. Besides, I am familiar with the ghost realm. Lord Ling Wei should not mind if I go with him."
Yan Qing chuckled: "As you please."
As soon as these two words came out, Song Nanfeng swallowed all the remaining words he had prepared. Lord Ling Wei tacitly agreed for him to follow.
Does this prove that Lord Ling Wei doesn’t have a bad impression of him?
Yan Qing didn’t think too much about it and just thought of it as an extra guide.
Moreover, just now, Yan Qing let Song Nanfeng go only because these were the default rules in the ghost realm. Due to the scarcity of spiritual energy, the laws of nature in this world allowed cultivators to fight each other, which benefited the entire world of cultivation.
Not only the ghost realm, the demon realm, and the devil realm, but Canglan is the same.
As long as there is no large-scale loss of life, the character played by Yan Qing will not intervene.
In the original plot, the Tianji Pavilion itself was separated from several realms. It appeared this time because the consequences caused by the collapse of the immortal ladder were likely to cause a devastating blow to the entire cultivation world.
The same goes for the disciples of Tianji Pavilion. Although they can glimpse destiny, they are destined to be bystanders rather than chess players. They can provide guidance from the side but cannot fully enter the game.
They came to save the world, not to uphold justice.
Because they cannot be sure whether the current upholding of justice will lead to irreversible consequences at some point in the future as fate dictates. The only thing they can control is the general trend.
In addition, another reason was that Yan Qing suddenly remembered that in the original plot, the Ghost King had a conversation with the protagonist Shou Fengque before his soul was cast into the Immortal Ladder.
[“Back then, I tried every possible way to break free from the shackles of two souls in one body. Even though my strength was reduced by half, I never regretted it. Now I suddenly realize that the final strength I need to repair the Immortal Ladder is the strength of my fusion period.”
Song Beiwu's handsome eyes were filled with evil and melancholy. Under Feng Que's puzzled gaze, he cut his palm with the scimitar first, and the blood dyed a fish-shaped jade pendant red.
Faintly, Fengque seemed to see a figure wrapped in black mist floating above the jade pendant.
Before he could take a closer look, he saw a slight smile on Song Beiwu's lips. He said something in a very soft voice. The next moment, the strength around him suddenly surged and had already exceeded the Mahayana stage.
Feng Que didn't hear that sentence clearly, but from behind, before Song Beiwu volunteered to sacrifice his soul, he heard the man say with a wild smile: "The people from the upper realm forcibly blocked the way to immortality and wanted to prevent us from ascending, but I will not let them do so."
"Today, my two brothers are willing to sacrifice their souls to reopen this path to ascension!"
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