'It's been a big help, Da Siming. '
On the way back to the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion, Wu Wan fell asleep with a slight smile on his lips.
He doesn't need to worry about the rest.
Although the God of Sleep does not want to get involved in the dispute between heaven and earth, he is still the God of Yunmeng who has been famous since the Second Age of Gods;
In the brief contact before, Wu Huan also vaguely noticed that although the sleeping god spoke tactfully, he never lowered his tone, and only tried his best to 'pick' himself out of the struggle between gods and humans.
What he said the most was nothing more than:
'What the God of Heaven said has nothing to do with me. '
'I am just a little god who delivers orders. If you embarrass me, it will be in vain. '
The God of Sleep was sent to the human realm and was already quite dissatisfied with Da Siming.
At this moment, Wu Wan dreamed that the long-sleeved and good-dancing Great Commander was talking in the Heavenly Palace, and wanted to use the death of the God of Sleep to persuade the Heavenly Palace to step up the pace of regaining the Avenue of Fire.
Da Siming shouted to the disappointed Young Siming:
'Sleep is dead! You chose it, sister! I have secured the Avenue of Fire, even the Emperor of Heaven cannot save the human realm! '
If that's the case, that would be interesting.
Wu Wangmeng grinned softly, causing several people in the shuttle to look at each other and smile.
Activating the moving formation once not only consumes spiritual stones, but also causes great losses to the base of the large formation itself.
While traveling in the human domain, they didn't have the luxury to move around directly.
Not in a hurry.
Wu Wang has a clear heart.
This time is not a big deal for the human domain. The Sleeping God does not want to help Di Kuang, and it is unlikely to help the human domain;
Senior Shen Nong would not force this god. At most, he would imprison him in name only to free him from the influence of the Heavenly Palace.
The God of Sleep took the opportunity to reveal some of Tiangong's weaknesses to the old senior, and the two parties reached a certain contract.
To be honest, if the God of Sleep were to leave, it would be difficult for the human realm to leave behind his true form.
The opponent's body is a wisp of qi, which is the definition of qi between heaven and earth. It is a great avenue that is extremely close to the origin of heaven and earth.
Even if the Human Realm had the back-ups left by the two late emperors, Fuxi and Suiren, it would be unlikely to be used on this 'god of sleep'.
The god of sleep, the king of the clouds.
Did Donghuang Taiyi also appear in the history of the Great Wilderness, and was submerged in the long river of time as the ages of gods changed?
The great wilderness of long ago.
Countless years have passed before the birth of living beings.
According to records in human domain classics, among the innate gods, there are actually gods who have helped the human race, such as the Queen Mother of the West who gave Shennong the life-extending herb.
If there is no heavenly palace, immortals and gods are not actually immortal.
This God of Yunmeng, the human realm does not need to have any conflict with him.
At the same time, in the wild mountains and forests in the north, in front of the wooden building built by Wu Huan himself.
A stone table and two stone benches were placed in the shade of the trees. His Majesty the Emperor was extremely happy today, smiling and chatting with the sleeping god in front of him without any pretense.
Shennong said:
"Your Majesty, if you don't go to help the Heavenly Palace, you have already done a great favor to the human realm. You don't have to talk about your own fundamentals. It's enough to be the god of dreams.
The creation of living beings is so mysterious. It is a blessing to have one less powerful enemy in the human realm and one more friend to live with in peace!
Later, either arranging for your Majesty to fake his death, or letting the news out that our human domain has imprisoned your Majesty, are all possible solutions, and we can just let them do it.
Come, let's have a drink!
hahahahahahahaha!
This Wuwu is really my lucky star in the human realm. "
Boom!
A large gourd that looked familiar was knocked onto the stone table by Shennong.
The sleeping god's eyes widened, and his fair face was trembling.
This familiar Taoist rhyme, this familiar sound of water, and that familiar aroma...
"Is this how you all make friends in the human realm?"
There was a slight tremor in Sleep God's voice.
…
Heavenly Palace.
In the majestic palace near the sea of clouds.
Da Siming was dressed in a blue robe, with a high crown on his head, and a leisurely expression. He was sitting on the open window sill, with several beautiful maids kneeling around him.
The content of the service is quite serious, that is, eating spiritual fruits, drinking clear springs, or holding an incense burner and beating one's back.
There was a little commotion at the entrance of the palace. Da Si Ming smiled and motioned for Mei Ji beside him to disperse.
A flash of white shadow flashed, and Shao Siming appeared opposite the wooden table.
Her pretty face was slightly cold, and she stared down at Da Siming, with unconcealable disappointment in her eyes.
"Brother sent an envoy to the border of the human domain."
"Yes, our Heavenly Palace cannot be coerced by the human realm just because of a small god."
Da Siming picked up the glass bottle in front of him and took a sip of the Tiangong special tea in it, leaving a sweet aftertaste in his mouth.
He said: "Isn't this the intention of the human realm to hold the sleeping god?"
"Did you send the God of Sleep?" Shao Siming asked.
"Not bad." Da Siming nodded slightly.
Shao Siming continued: "He is trapped in the human realm. Instead of putting pressure on the human realm to rescue him, you instead send someone to say that Tiangong doesn't care about the life and death of the sleeping god?"
Da Siming smiled and said: "This will actually save his life."
"You have no intention of saving me."
Shao Si Ming's eyes were full of confusion: "Brother, not only have you lost compassion for living beings, but you also don't care about the gods who are the same as you and me in the Heavenly Palace?
What happened to you? "
"I'm just doing my best to share your Majesty's worries."
Da Siming said calmly:
"Sister, you are still in the days when you were first established in Tiangong, and you have not yet adapted to the changes in order.
Today, the order in the world is very stable, and this stable order is also the basis for resisting the ancient gods outside the world.
Your Majesty originally wanted to take back the Avenue of Fire and grant the title to the human domain. This can be seen as a test, or it can also be understood as a necessary step before the war begins.
Because of your Majesty's trust, I must handle these minor matters properly.
They are holding the God of Sleep now, and there is nothing wrong with what I thought before.
As long as the human realm kills the God of Sleep, you and I will have reason to send troops to attack south.
They have been detaining the God of Sleep without killing him. You and I can also publicize to the outside world that the human realm is extremely afraid of the Heavenly Palace and further win over the hearts of hundreds of tribes.
If they bring back the God of Sleep, it will be a fatal blow to the human domain's influence in the wilderness. "
Da Siming paused for a moment and looked up at Young Siming as if he had a winning chance.
He said: "Since the Human Realm released the divine guards and the envoys of hundreds of tribes, but detained the God of Sleep, they have already lost."
Shao Siming frowned and said: "From the beginning to the end, brother has never considered the life or death of the Sleeping God."
"It's just a little god."
Da Siming pinched the spiritual fruit in front of him and said, "I have not done any meritorious deeds for the Heavenly Palace. Instead, I have continuously absorbed the divine power of the Divine Pond. I have no other meritorious deeds in the war.
Now, if you make contributions to the Heavenly Palace, you can still gain some fame.
After the new God of Sleep is born, I will keep it in the shape and appearance of this one as a memory. "
Shao Siming's expression gradually calmed down.
She looked at the god in front of her, and for some unknown reason, she lowered her head and saluted, turned around and dodged away from the palace gate, her figure, Taoist charm and aura quickly moving away from here.
"The kindness of women."
A little helplessness flashed in Da Siming's eyes, and he shook his head slightly.
In the corner of the palace, a black shadow kept squirming and transformed into the figure of a middle-aged man with a sinister face, but Qiongqi appeared.
"Sir, Lin Nuhao's side is basically fine."
"Ah."
A slight smile appeared on Da Siming's lips, and he picked up the glass bottle in front of him, reflecting his confident smile.
The humiliation suffered in the Southeast Region.
He will definitely repay the people in full.
'Wuwangzi, luck seems to be on my side this time. '
…
Wu Wan slept for a few more days before the drunkenness completely subsided.
When he woke up completely, he was already on the bed. He always felt itchy on his face. He pulled out the mirror from the ring and saw that there were two little lambs painted on his face.
Wu Wang's face darkened, and the blue bird was holding its chest and abdomen with its wings, chirping and laughing, and fell down on the bird stand.
The deep sleep you've had these past few days isn't just because of the alcohol, right?
Don't tell me, the painting is quite beautiful.
"Senior," Wu Wang calmly wiped away the ink marks on his face and said seriously, "You have to look like a senior. You are fooling around with a junior like me. Your status, tsk, is inappropriate."
"Chirp."
The blue bird agreed, and the little bird's claws that kept stepping on it left and right always made it feel guilty.
"Master, are you awake?"
Lin Suqing came from the side carrying hangover soup and complained: "Don't drink so much next time."
"Isn't this a social event that cannot be avoided?"
Wu smiled and immediately asked, "Has there been any news in the past few days?"
Ming She showed his face from the window and said that he had been watching over and had not done anything against Wu Wang's orders.
Ling Xiaolan's figure floated down from the second floor, standing quietly aside, as if she had something to say, but she did not compete with Lin Suqing.
Lin Suqing said:
“The past few days have been calm and nothing major happened.
Pavilion Master Liu had previously sent someone to tell him that the God of Sleep had made an agreement with His Majesty not to interfere with each other, and the human realm had released news to the outside world to imprison the God of Sleep as punishment for the Heavenly Palace's persecution of the human realm.
The God of Sleep has gone to a safe corner at this time, and the Pavilion Master tells you not to worry.
The master of the pavilion also said that you have made more and more contributions, and some of the fierce gods are not powerful enough to reward you. He asked you to plan and find ways to get a few more fierce gods. "
Wu Wan glared and cursed: "Did the fierce god do it just because he said it? Why didn't he let me bring back the divine power pool in the Tiangong!"
Lin Suqing opened her mouth slightly and praised: "You and Pavilion Master Liu really have a good understanding! The people he sent also said so, and Pavilion Master Liu has already given you an answer in advance."
"What answer?"
"If you really want to move, it's not impossible."
Wu Wan couldn't help but darken his face.
Decided, he wants to fish! He is going back to Mie Zong to rest for half a year!
Otherwise, everything these high-level people in the human domain can do will fall on his shoulders!
"Su Qing went to the Punishment Hall and called the high-ranking deacons to come over."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
Lin Suqing agreed, hummed a tune, called Dongfang Mumu, and headed towards the punishment hall.
——There are many restrictions in the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion. Lin Suqing's cultivation level is too low and he will be easily injured if he goes the wrong way. It is safest to have Mu Daxian by his side.
Ling Xiaolan smiled and said, "Fairy Suqing is becoming more and more capable."
"I think she is getting further and further down the secretarial route."
Wu Wan murmured something in a low voice. Seeing Fairy Ling blinking, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Fairy? But what's important?"
"Can't I care about you if nothing happens?"
Ling Xiaolan said with a smile, a square handkerchief flew out of her sleeve and fell beside the bed. She sat on the square handkerchief and turned to look at Wu Wan.
She said: "Have you forgotten that you are determined to break through the extraordinary within a hundred years?"
Wu smiled and said, "This is such a big deal, how could you forget it?"
The blue bird on the side came closer and glanced at Ling Xiaolan from time to time.
Wu Wang said: "The plan cannot keep up with the changes, the heavenly palace keeps launching troubles, and the human realm is difficult to maintain peace. My energy has also been dragged down. From now on, I will still focus on cultivation, and you and I, fellow practitioners, must not slack off."
"Yes, I also want to become a useful master as soon as possible."
Ling Xiaolan had a bit of yearning in her eyes.
The blue bird lowered its head and pecked the down on its wings, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
Ling Xiaolan chuckled again and said slowly: "After all, Brother Wuwang, as long as you can break through the Great Dao and rise to the extraordinary, this strange disease in your body will be cured."
Wu Wang:......
Did you say it to Little MSG on purpose?
The blue bird suddenly raised its head, turned around and flew to the desk. It jumped on the paper spread out, and then quickly flew over with the paper in its mouth.
It was written with complicated ancient Chinese characters...
[Fellow practitioner! Fellow practitioners! 】
Ling Xiaolan covered her mouth and chuckled, and Wu Wan couldn't help but smile.
In the main hall deep in the starry sky, Cang Xue, who was watching this scene with her chin in her hands, showed a somewhat thoughtful expression.
"Where are Brother Ji and Lin Qi?"
Wu Wan asked in confusion, "These two guys are so diligent and have gone into seclusion to practice?"
"They are very diligent now."
Ling Xiaolan said:
"That day, I followed Brother Wuwang to see the messenger of the Sleeping God, and the two of them were greatly stimulated.
Brother Wuwang can already talk to such a powerful god and plot against each other, but the two of them are still just the younger generation in the human world, so-called young talents.
The longer they stay with Brother Wuwang, the greater the pressure on the two of them.
Brother Lin is doing better. He has always regarded Brother Wuwang as his teacher.
Brother Ji is now devoted to the path of cultivation, studying the methods of warfare and strategy assiduously, and his whole person has become more and more serious. "
Wu laughed and said, "I still think Brother Ji's bohemian look is more lovable."
"Bah," Ling Xiaolan said angrily, "he should be more serious."
"Marriage makes people mature."
Wu Wan smiled and said a few words, but Qingniao could only listen and could not join in the conversation.
'His experience over the years is indeed very rich. '
Let’s talk.
Wu Wang called a few deacons and explained the daily affairs of the Penal Hall, saying that he wanted to practice in seclusion.
Before Pavilion Master Liu came to stop him, Wu Wan called the Great Elder, recalled Yang Wudi who was on duty in the Punishment Hall, and together they embarked on the road back to destroy the sect.
Yang Wudi has been investigating the affairs of Taoist Sanxian recently, constantly cooperating with Sihai Pavilion and searching every corner of the Southeast Region.
Wu Wan kept thinking about the time when he met Taoist Sanxian.
Faintly, he could feel that the secrets of Taoist Sanxian might be very important to the human realm.
There was no wind or waves along the way, and no advance notice was given to the Mie Zong.
Halfway through, Taoist Xiaojian, who had completely sobered up, also caught up with him, saying that Pavilion Master Liu was worried about Wu Wan's safety and asked Xiaojian to guard him.
Wu Wang felt that this was just an excuse.
It was made clear that Xiaojian should take a good look at him and contact him through Xiaojian at any time.
Sure enough, Brother Sleeping God is right, if you need to fish, just fish, don't be polite to your 'boss'!
If you don't fish at this time, you won't have the chance to continue leisurely when the war in Tiangong starts.
Wu Huan thought about it carefully and realized that he was really unfilial.
Now that the Sihai Pavilion has established a branch in Beiye, it is not difficult for him to send letters home, and any disturbance in Beiye will be conveyed to Wu Wan in time.
In addition, I slept with him for several years before, so I haven't contacted my family for a long time.
Wu Wan became interested on the road, so he wrote a letter home to express his regards for his father's health. He also asked Yang Wudi to collect some fresh gadgets from the Human Realm, and later asked Sihai Pavilion to send them to Beiye.
Most wanderers outside are like this.
With a letter from home and a greeting, the uneasiness that arose in my heart at that time will disappear. I can continue to run around outside with peace of mind, so that I will not miss the idle time at home when I have a lot of food to eat.
The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend.
"Why do senior Sanxian have to hide?"
He murmured to himself, staring at the red rising sun outside the small window, feeling a little uneasy for a while.
As the sect was about to be destroyed, Yang Wudi whispered: "Sect Master, let's make some noise?"
"Don't disturb everyone's practice," Wu Wang said seriously, "It's not a big deal for me to come back, it's just to make the practice quieter."
"Okay," Yang Wudi grinned, sometimes hesitating to speak.
The great elder said warmly from the side: "Wudi, do you have something to report to the sect master?"
"This subordinate dare not say anything," Yang Wudi patted his bald head, "Forget it, forget it."
Wu Wan said seriously: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Can I still kick you out of here?"
"Did your subordinate really say that?"
Yang Wudi rubbed his big hands and chuckled, muttering:
"I heard someone say that you were granted the title of God of Fengchun by the Heavenly Palace, and the Heavenly Palace did not come and issued a second decree from the Emperor of Heaven to remove you from your position as a god. You are still in charge of Fengchun, right?"
Wu Wan nodded and said with a smile: "What you said reminds me that it is indeed the case."
"Then look."
Yang Wudi's moves were brilliant, and his Adam's apple was trembling up and down, "You also know that I lost a lot of energy last time in order to gain a foothold in the Ten Fierce Palace in the southeast region.
You see, can you meet this subordinate? I have several wives in the sect. This!
Why! Master, don't be angry, that's what my subordinate said! Don’t, don’t, don’t…hey! "
In the blue sky, a flying shuttle quietly passed by, a small black dot fell on it, and it screamed and flew towards the earth.
"snort."
Wu Wan retracted his right foot, and the great elder calmly used his immortal power to fill the gap in the side wall of the shuttle.
This guy is also drifting.
However, the God of Fengchun seemed to really care about this matter. Wu Wan took a closer look at the divine position he had received and took a look at the elder.
In this world, it is not just the welcoming of spring and the melting of ice and snow that are under his control.
When the dead trees come into spring, they are under his control.
Of course, if Wu Wang didn't intervene, this avenue would run on its own.
"Great Elder, please call me anytime if you need me."
The great elder Fu Xu nodded, his eyes full of smiles.
He is still a little higher in status than Yang Wudi.
The atmosphere inside the shuttle was slightly awkward.
Lin Suqing asked in a low voice: "Master, where do you think the sleeping god will be placed?"
"Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with us."
Wu Wan said this.
So, half an hour later, the leader of the exterminated sect went to bed in the palace.
Wu Wan looked at the fat figure sleeping soundly on the water bed in the middle of the lotus pond, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Seniors!
Well done.
