Chapter 286: The Sky Predicts a Hundred Days of Disaster
"What? Descendant of the Human Emperor?" Lingxiang was shocked.
"What? You went to Yunmeng with all your efforts, but you still can't figure this out?"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang's face was full of reason. As he spoke, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated onto the bamboo chair. He said with disdain, "Otherwise, what do you think the so-called 'Great Cause of Conferred Gods' is based on? Isn't it because those who think they are gods can't do anything to the Emperor of Man, so they use mortals to do it. If you don't come up with a good name at that time, how can you have a legitimate reason?"
Lingxiang was embarrassed. Although she had gone to Yunmeng with great effort, she really didn't see any gods or monsters. Even if she met the Lord of Yunmeng, his unreliable appearance really made her lose interest in asking.
It seems that I went to Yunmeng Water Realm, but I really didn't accomplish anything! Forget it, forget it, I won't mention it. I can't let this old guy know, otherwise he will laugh at me...
However, when she thought of what she had just heard and looked at the happy Wan Gu Qiong Cang, Ling Xiang couldn't help but be surprised. What she had just heard was really too subversive to her previous cognition, but facing the old man in front of her, she had to believe it.
Besides, there is no need for the eternal sky to deceive itself, right?
If we follow what the old guy said, the implication is...
"You mean..." Lingxiang said with difficulty, "If we want to defeat the Demon Lord, we can only be a mortal?"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang shook his head with an expression that showed he was a teachable child, but Ling Xiang was extremely frightened.
Not to mention that the demons are good at fighting, even this young Demon Lord was able to severely injure Yuan Qing easily, which shows that his cultivation must be very high. For a mortal to fight against him is like hitting a rock with an egg.
Just as Lingxiang was thinking, Wan Gu Qiong Cang suddenly changed the subject and asked casually.
"Since you have been practicing for more than ten years, I would like to ask you, do you know how many people die every day and how many people are born into the world?"
Lingxiang was puzzled by the question. She had never read the heavenly book, so how could she know such things?
"Before the ghost domain was built, there was no reincarnation in the world. One life dies, another life is born, and the generations are endless. The giant Kun turns into the big Peng, and this is the way."
"But this way is disordered, and evil spirits will come to the world at any time, breaking the balance of the world. Qingjia of the Da Ting clan saw the troubles in the world, and founded the Taiyin Palace in Luofeng Mountain in the far north, setting up ten palaces and thirty-six prisons, and ordered nine commanders and the Lords of the Five Mountains to manage the twenty-four Yin officials and the twenty-four Yang officials to maintain the cycle of reincarnation."
Lingxiang nodded, then shook her head.
I have seen the theory of reincarnation in the ancient scrolls of Langhuan Pavilion, but different sects have different opinions. Lingxiang has never studied it. After all, it has nothing to do with me. But the establishment of Fengdu...
"What is the purpose of telling me this, Senior?"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang smiled first, then suddenly flashed in front of Ling Xiang and waved his hand in front of her.
Instantly, Lingxiang felt the world spinning around her, and soon she was in a state of chaos. When the chaos dissipated, the scene before her shocked her greatly.
The streets of the human world were desolate, filled with miasma, and extremely strange. There were few pedestrians everywhere, and a foul smell continued to spread.
It's the stench of a corpse!
Lingxiang frowned and looked around, but she didn't see any bodies. She quickly searched the dilapidated house, but still found nothing.
Just at this moment, a man walked past Lingxiang from behind, and a stench of corpse instantly hit her face, so she hurriedly turned around to look.
I saw the man hunched over, dragging his heavy steps, walking forward step by step, leaving a trail of water on the ground.
water?
Lingxiang was very surprised. She looked carefully and found that what was flowing from the man's body was Yin-Yang water!
Could it be a zombie?
Lingxiang was horrified. At this moment, a mist gathered beside her and a child-like voice came from it.
"This is the world after a hundred days."
The world a hundred days later... Lingxiang was shocked by this sentence and felt dead all around her.
"A hundred days later..."
Lingxiang couldn't help but murmur to herself, but the scene before her made her heart feel cold.
"What will happen after a hundred days?"
Lingxiang hurriedly asked the mist. At this time, another wave of chaos came, and in an instant, she was back in the small courtyard.
Lingxiang stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, but fortunately she reacted in time and stopped stumbling. The scene just now lingered in her mind all the time, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a real experience, she just felt very panicked.
A gust of wind blew, and the old locust tree in the yard rustled, as if nothing had happened, or like a whisper in the ear, soothing the restless heart.
Lingxiang finally came back to his senses amid the noise, and turned to look up at the eternal sky. He was still lying on the bamboo chair, rocking comfortably, fanning himself with a fan, looking very comfortable. On the table beside him, a cloud of mist gathered and changed, like rolling clouds, and soon it penetrated into the teapot.
It turned out to be him.
"Senior, what does this mean?"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang opened one eye and looked at Ling Xiang. He didn't expect that Zhao Wuyang, who usually looked well-behaved, could be so cynical.
"The Netherworld maintains the reincarnation of all living things, and has long been in good order. If Fengdu is gone, the human world will be a land of devastation."
After a hundred days, Fengdu is no longer...
When she thought of this, Lingxiang couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.
It turns out that what we just saw was not a corpse transforming, but a dead spirit possessing a corpse, which is against the laws of nature!
What exactly happened after a hundred days?
Why did Fengdu disappear?
Lingxiang was about to ask, but Wan Gu Qiong Cang closed his fan to stop her.
"This is a secret of heaven, so stop here and don't ask any more questions."
As Wanguqiongcang spoke, he stood up from the bamboo chair, but this time he did not turn into mist. Instead, he raised his legs and walked towards Lingxiang.
It turns out this old guy can walk!
"Now that you are in this situation, you should follow your heart and do your best and leave the rest to fate."
"It's fate..." Ling Xiang snorted and said self-deprecatingly, "The fate that God gave me is to be a broken soul and cut off from the roots, but they want me to do my best. It's really ridiculous."
"When I was trying to persuade the fox, he was still confident. Now that it has fallen on me, I have lost my bones? You cultivators always say that you have to work hard to exhaust your mind. What about your half-demon body?"
As Wanguqiongcang spoke, he came to Lingxiang and blew towards the teacup in his hand. A cloud of mist surged and gathered, and the sound of a struggle could be faintly heard in it.
Soon, the fog finally gathered into a ball, reflecting another scene -
In a small courtyard, a pear tree was in full bloom, its petals white as snow, falling gracefully. Under the tree was a hammock, on which a woman was eating snacks, watching with interest a fight between two people in the courtyard, who looked exactly the same.
It's actually...
"Long Qi!"
(End of this chapter)
