Chapter 222 Its definitely not that we are working too hard, its actually...
“Hiss, it hurts, it hurts—”
In a branch of the Renhuang Pavilion somewhere in the north, Wu Wan lay on a wooden chair with a medicinal scented towel on his forehead and sighed for a while.
Wine is really not a good thing. Drink less if you can.
Even a demigod can't stand this!
On the ground nearby, Master Xiaojian was sound asleep.
The snoring was louder than the roar of the God of Thunder outside Cloud City.
A moment ago, Wu Wang was helped back here by Taoist Xiaojian and the Great Elder.
Seeing that Wu Wan looked a little pale and was sweating all over his body, Taoist Xiaojian smiled and said:
"Is this wine really that powerful?"
Wu Wan didn't say much, and took out the big gourd. The Taoist Taoist Xiao Jian smiled slightly, tapped his sword lightly, drew out a wisp of wine, and drank it with his mouth open.
With a bang, very quickly, the swordsman lay down.
He didn't get drunk or make any noise, he just lay there and fell asleep. The wine he drank was pretty good.
Seeing this, the great elder wisely put away the old man's curiosity.
"Sect Master," the First Elder asked warmly, "Do you need me to help you with your hangover?"
"Great Elder, please sit down and take a rest," Wu Wan grinned, "I'll just ask Su Qing to help me sleep for a while later."
Help me sleep? How else can I help?
The great elder's old eyes were suddenly filled with the joy of someone who had come before.
"Tell me, Great Elder," Wu Wan muttered, "What does this God of Sleep mean?"
The Great Elder smiled and said: "No, he was drunk by you, the sect leader, and with the help of experts from the Xuannv Sect, he broke his guard, and then..."
"Who his true identity is and what his true identity is, he hasn't revealed a single bit."
Wu Wan closed his eyes in discomfort and whispered:
"The power of Taoist wine is extraordinary. He must have been affected. The wine is surrounding him. This cannot be faked.
One thing is, if he is only partially conscious here and his body is hiding in the dark, he can be drunk in front of us, but still remain rational.
This antique god is really difficult to deal with."
The great elder groaned softly and asked: "Then why did he deliberately expose this?"
"Oh, hi——"
Wu Wan made a trembling sound at the top of his throat, and the blue bird fluttered its wings and landed on the corner of the table next to it, looking at Wu Wan worriedly.
Wu Wan smiled calmly at Qingniao and tried to sit up straight, but felt a little weak.
Taoist wine from other people’s houses: The wine is mixed with a little Taoist charm.
The Taoist wine of the old-timers: The Taoism is mixed with a drop of wine.
There is no one left.
Wu Wang said: "When he comes to the human realm this time, it shouldn't be as simple as drawing lots."
The Great Elder said seriously: "Sect Master, do you think he is lying?"
"There should be very few truths about what he said about himself."
Wu Wan thought for a moment with his head about to split, and whispered:
"The Great Wilderness has a long history. The rise of our human race is only in the recent era of gods. Even if we encounter some old monsters, it is actually nothing strange.
He must have sensed the murderous intent of Pavilion Master Liu and me.
The information told to us at this time is probably the same vision that can be discovered after we kill him.
To put it simply, if we solve his clone, we will be able to discover his true identity; but then he will have a grudge with the human realm, and there will be no way for him to remain a mere wallflower.
He will be exposed anyway, and he still wants to continue using his false identity as the God of Sleep."
Wu Wan grinned again:
"Seriously speaking, Tiangong is also unlucky.
It's just that the avenue is special, and there aren't many big commanders in the city who hold high positions and control the power; but the old god who is really good at planning is protecting himself wisely.
This is the disadvantage of using people in the Heavenly Palace based on the theory of family origin instead of the theory of ability."
The great elder thought for a while and asked: "Sect Master, is this god deliberately trying to scare us?"
"He will definitely give us some proof next."
Wu Wang said: "He must have sensed the crisis in the Heavenly Palace this time and took the opportunity to come to the human realm. Maybe he deliberately chose the human realm as a hiding place.
He disclosed this this time probably because he intended to make an exchange with us."
The great elder wondered: "Exchange?"
"He has a lot of secrets in the Heavenly Palace in his hands, and he needs a human realm to protect him."
Wu Wan groaned a few times, looked at the great elder, and his voice subconsciously became softer.
"In this old god's judgment, there will be great turmoil in the world...According to the information I know at this time, this is 80% true.
Our human realm can make the Heavenly Palace fearful. We have survived through dark and turbulent times several times, so there must be some basis for it.
What I can think of is that the characteristics given by the Great Way of Fire and the back-up left by the late Emperor Fuxi prevented powerful men like the Emperor and Empress from coming.
The back-up man in the human realm can deal with Emperor Kuang, and he can deal with Zhulong."
The great elder's eyes lit up, he leaned back slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Is this god thinking so far-reaching?"
"It should be."
Wu Wan breathed out softly and said to the great elder:
"Brother Xiaojian Dao has gone to bed. I will trouble you to go to the Great Elder to report to Pavilion Master Liu later, and I will tell you my suggestions.
First, completely block this matter. If anyone leaks any information, all the masters who appeared in the restaurant today will go to show their souls in front of His Majesty the Emperor.
Second, let’s see later how he proves the truth of what he said today. If he can’t prove it, he would rather kill the wrong person than leave any hidden dangers.
Third, surround the temple. When I wake up, I can search inside.
Didn't he say that his true body is hidden in a place where no one can find it?
If he is really a hidden old god who has no sense of belonging to the Heavenly Palace and just wants to enjoy the shade under a big tree, then he is just like a casual cultivator who mixes with some forces in our human realm.
Where do these casual cultivators usually keep their property?"
The great elder thought for a moment and said, "Take it with you...I understand."
"Why--"
Wu Wan covered his forehead and groaned a few times, "The fake wine from the old man is really powerful."
The First Elder smiled, then got up and left. He took Taoist Xiaojian and put it under his ribs. He also told Lin Su Qing a few times to take good care of the sect master, and then rushed to find some pavilion masters to return to his life.
At the same time, in the temple of the Sleeping God...
stupid.
Beside the cloud-like bed of the God of Sleep, the God of Sleep sat there blankly with his eyes straightened.
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tone.
He murmured: "I feel more and more that the fate of living beings has arrived."
"Master, what's wrong?"
"Go to sleep, it's nothing," the God of Sleep waved his hand, and the figures around them each bowed, bowed their heads, and retreated to the beds around the temple.
Or they sleep in pairs hugging each other, or they lie alone on their sides.
Each messenger's sleeping posture is very graceful, and within the gracefulness, there is also a sense of...stiffness.
"What to do?"
The God of Sleep held his forehead and muttered: "Why is the wine brewed by the Human Emperor so strong? It is even stronger than the wine made by the Dionysian back then. By the way, how did the Dionysus die?"
From that moment of murmuring, he would sometimes laugh and sometimes sigh.
In fact, he was also drunk.
"This bastard Da Si Ming," Sleep God gritted his teeth and cursed, "he chose me. Really, believe it or not, I will reveal my identity and knock you down directly.
No, we can’t give Di Kuang a cheap price.
All the powerful gods who could make me sacrifice my life have long since died!"
There was a slight sneer on his fair face, but after the sneer, his eyes began to stare blankly again.
The alcohol was as strong as someone taking a rolling pin and running it over and over again all over his body.
He doesn't understand.
He was fishing in the heavenly palace, why did he get involved in this whirlpool?
It's not yet safe at this moment. I have to prove to Wu Huanzi that what I said before is true, and make Wu Huanzi not sure of his true identity.
Otherwise, this fake identity that was so hard to come by will be in danger.
The God of Sleep stretched his hand back, touched the cloud bed for a while, and pulled out a wooden figure the size of a palm.
He tapped his fingers a few times and blew on the wooden man. The wooden man began to shake its body slightly, flying to the side with wisps of blue light, and transformed into a man with long wavy hair and a proud posture.
beautiful woman.
"Owner."
The woman knelt down and saluted.
The God of Sleep waved his hand: "Go and wait outside. If someone comes to ask you, go and ask to see Wu Huanzi, and then return to your original appearance."
"Yes, Master."
The woman turned around and walked away, her soft waist swaying from side to side, and the hem of her thin long skirt swaying along with it.
The God of Sleep thought for a while.
This move is enough to prove your strength.
'Will the Human Realm be ignorant of goods?'
If he doesn't know what he's doing, then he doesn't need this fake body, and he doesn't need to think about enjoying the shade under the big tree in the human domain, he can just hide and wait for Zhulong and Di Kuang to show up again after the second war.
"Oh, my head hurts. If I have another drink with this little fox Wu Huanzi, I will change my god's name to Silly God!"
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Renhuang Pavilion branch, inside Wu Wang's house.
Shortly after the great elder left, Wu Wan lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep as several questions kept coming to his mind.
Did this sleeping god come to the human realm on purpose, or was it true, as he said, that he was unlucky enough to be chosen to come to the human realm to enact the Emperor's will, and was indirectly tricked by the great commander?
Wu Huan doesn't care about the identity of the Sleeping God.
What he is concerned about now is what impact the God of Sleep will have on the human realm.
Does the Emperor of Heaven really not know that he has such a master hidden under his command?
Or is this another move by Emperor Kuang?
For me, an ordinary young master who 'wins if you grab a girl's little hand', this Heavenly Emperor's rank is a bit too high.
It's really unplayable at this stage.
Wu Xian sighed slightly, with a bit of light in his eyes.
Forget it, let the seniors worry about these problems themselves.
"Su Qing, Su Qing?"
"Coming!"
Lin Suqing floated up from the side and asked, "Would you like some tea?"
"No, let's get some sleep first. If anyone comes looking, let them go to Pavilion Master Liu and the others. Don't ask me about everything."
"okay."
Wu Wan skillfully stretched out his left hand, and Lin Suqing immediately moved forward and tapped the back of Wu Wan's hand.
Rolling his eyes, Wu Wan fainted and soon began to snore.
Amidst the sound of porridge, the blue bird landed beside Wu Wan and tilted his head to look at Wu Wan's face.
Lin Su pointed at the door lightly, walked over quietly, opened the ban in this house, and hung the wooden sign that said 'The Master of the Palace is Sleeping' written before outside the door.
A fairy light flashed past, and thin clouds and mist rose.
Beside the bed, there is one less blue bird and one more beautiful girl.
Look at her graceful figure, slender waist with jade belt, lotus feet wrapped in white boots, her exposed back is white and translucent, flawless, her long hair is half down and half pulled up, and if she adds a sway to her steps, it will look too cumbersome.
.
Lin Su glanced at the girl in front of her and couldn't help but put a hand on her forehead.
As expected of the human emperor, she is different from ordinary female cultivators like her. She has a slim waist, light body and smooth legs, but how can she still maintain such...
A fairy and a highness are outrageous!
"Sister Suqing, is he really unconscious?"
"Please touch me more," Lin Suqing said with a bit of narrow-mindedness in her eyes.
Jingwei's pretty face turned red, she bit her lower lip gently, then slowly stretched out a slender finger, and touched it on the back of Wu Wan's hand.
Wu Wan's snoring stopped and he went through the process of falling asleep again.
Then, Jingwei breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Wu Wan's square face, unable to look away.
She slowly sat down, next to Wu Wan's body.
He also worked hard during those years...
"Report——"
Suddenly there was a slight shout outside the door, but the shout still penetrated the barrier of the formation.
Jingwei stood up in a panic, twisted around not knowing where to hide, then turned into a blue bird with a fluttering sound, spread his wings and flew to the bookshelf not far away.
Lin Suqing almost laughed out loud, walked to the door and opened the wooden door.
There are immortal soldiers outside the door bowing their heads in salute.
"Master Lin! Pavilion Master Liu please ask Master Wuwang to come over and have a talk!"
"Master Wuwu has just fallen asleep," Lin Suqing put her left hand behind her back and held Yunxiu in her right hand, and said slowly, "Master Wuwang made an explanation before going to bed. He is very sleepy at this time. Please don't do everything."
Ask him how he is.
If you, your lords, are unsure about the matter of sleeping gods, you can report it to Your Majesty and ask Your Majesty to make a decision."
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The Immortal Soldier was immediately embarrassed, but he still bowed his head and accepted the order: "I will go back and resume my life right now!"
"Yeah," Lin Su nodded slightly, turned around, and closed the door. His back looked so free and uninhibited.
When the formation was activated, she clicked her tongue and chuckled.
Now that she is hanging out with the young master, she can be considered an 'adult'.
The blue bird flew from the side and landed on Lin Suqing's shoulder, but it did not return to its human form.
Half an hour later, another immortal soldier came looking for him.
Lin Suqing opened the door and responded, implicitly expressing her dissatisfaction.
All the adults in this human realm, why do you think so highly of your young master that you can’t even let him rest for a few days? Will there be a big problem in the human realm? Will the sun and the moon stop spinning?
The immortal soldier who passed the order quickly explained:
"Mr. Lin, it's not that the Pavilion Master has to ask the Palace Master to be present, but that the envoy of the Sleeping God named him by name and refused to speak until he saw the Palace Master."
"Then let her wait. My young master won't see anyone before he wakes up."
Bang!
Lin Suqing closed the door tightly. The immortal soldiers who came this time looked at each other, but did not dare to say anything and hurried back to recover.
In the room, Lin Su patted her chest and exhaled.
"How is it? Should we be fierce or not?"
"Chirp!"
"It's just...don't worry about anything serious," Lin Suqing muttered uneasily.
So, another half an hour later, and another half an hour later.
Immortal soldiers kept coming to ask if the palace master was awake, but Lin Suqing dismissed them every time.
Gradually, Lin Suqing also became a little angry at the questions. She called Mu Daxian back, who had gone to play in the city, moved two stools and sat in front of the door.
Those few pavilion masters and the few human domain masters who knew about it were really heart-wrenching and uncomfortable.
Why is this so?
Wasn't it the envoy sent by the God of Sleep who said: 'Do you want to know the strength of my master? Please let me see Master Wu Huanzi, and I will show it to you.'
The answer was right in front of me, but it was covered by a piece of paper.
Lin Suqing, the maid who was always inseparable from Wu Wan, became famous in today's battle, leaving a deep impression on all the pavilion masters and many masters.
Finally, Wu Wan slept through the day and night.
Taoist Xiaojian rushed here in a daze and invited Ji Mo, Lin Qi, Ling Xiaolan, and then Lin Suqing reluctantly agreed to wake Wu Wan.
"Messenger? Maid?"
Wu Wan yawned and muttered something, put on a robe, coated with ice crystal film, and rushed with everyone to where the pavilion masters were staying.
Ji Mo, Lin Qi, and Ling Xiaolan were also taken to a small courtyard in Fang Town.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Liu Bairen say with a smile:
"Hey, the master of the palace has woken up?"
Wu Wan curled his lips and frowned: "Now I'm beginning to think that what the sleeping god said is right. The essence of life is fishing, so I'm going to be idle."
"Okay, come here quickly, they won't speak until they see you."
Liu Bairen waved his hand, and the divine envoy was also brought into the courtyard. Several pavilion masters stepped out of the house. Many large formations were built here, and all the immortal soldiers retreated.
Wu Wan turned around and looked at the divine envoy, raised his hand and touched the necklace, and said slowly:
"What does your master want to say to me?"
The maid bowed Yingying, looked at Wu Wan with charming eyes, and asked softly: "My lord, what do you think of me?"
"It's pretty, cough, average, okay."
Wu Wang put his hands behind his back and asked, "Is this a honey trap?"
"My master did not ask me to serve your lord," the maid said softly, took two steps forward, slowly rolled up the sleeve of her left hand, and traced her fingertips across her wrist.
Drops of blood fell, and people around him were puzzled.
The next moment, the sound of needle drops could be heard in the hospital.
Suddenly puffs of smoke appeared around the maid, and she suddenly fell down and turned into a palm-sized puppet lying on the ground.
The series of blood stains scattered behind has not dissipated, and even exudes a little life.
"Create living beings?"
Liu Bairen's eyes were as wide as copper bells.
More than a dozen figures appeared in the courtyard, surrounding the puppet, and each of them looked a little solemn.
Wu Wan suddenly smiled.
"This guy uses this method to prove that he is a strong man without revealing his identity at all. He is really powerful."
Several pavilion masters spoke one after another:
"He is definitely a powerful god who can create living beings."
"Afraid he is not inferior to Da Siming, is such a powerful god really forced to have no choice but to come to the human realm?"
"What is he planning?"
At this moment, Wu Huan let out a sigh in his heart, but it was Cang Xue who said: "He's not dead yet?"
"Do you know Mom?"
"I've heard of it."
Cang Xue said:
"This is not the creation of living beings, but the method of conjuring spirits. It is a sign of the ancient gods. Each ancient god's method of conjuring spirits is different.
This God of Sleep is so clever that he thinks he can fool the human realm, but he has just exposed his true origin."
Wu Wan wondered: "Is this really a powerful god?"
"If he appears in his true form, he will be a high-ranking god in any age of gods," Cang Xue said. "Since he doesn't want to be exposed, we don't need to bother him. This god has a weird temper. It would be better to do nothing than to do more."
"Mom, who is this?"
Cang Xue smiled and said:
“Qi is the breath of breath.
The first ray of Qi between heaven and earth, both clear and turbid, turns into God, which is called Qi Shen.
The order of his original avenue is between yin and yang and the five elements, making him a powerful god.
Or you can call it the God of Yunmeng. He shined brilliantly during the Second Age of Gods, but then disappeared."
"The God of Cloud Dreams."
Wu Wan blinked, and the name of the god he had heard in his previous life almost blurted out.
Yunzhongjun!?
That fat man’s true identity is the famous Yunzhongjun?
Wu Wan's head no longer hurt, he felt energetic, and he paced in place for a while.
Yun Zhongjun actually disguised himself as the God of Sleep and hid in the Heavenly Palace, ranking at the bottom fifteen in terms of merit? He truly deserves the title of the number one god in the wilderness!
Then, Wu Huan began to think about how to win over Yun Zhongjun to the human domain camp.
If this is put back into Tiangong, if it is activated, it will definitely be an opponent several times more difficult than Da Siming.
"Pavilion Master!"
Suddenly, a deafening shout came from outside the courtyard, and the generals from the human domain came in a hurry.
Liu Bairen waved his hand, and the masters hid their bodies, and the formation also revealed its passage.
"What's wrong?"
"From the north, a new envoy from Heaven is coming!"
The general took a few deep breaths and said firmly:
"They brought a message... You can kill the God of Dreams if you want. You want to threaten the Heavenly Palace. The death of the God of Dreams has been recorded on the human realm!
that's it."
Wu Wan:......
Could it be that Da Siming is playing a big game of chess?
He is the innate god who is closest to living beings, and he is secretly helping the human realm?
Wu Wang said: "Pavilion Master, please immediately send someone to tell this matter to the God of Sleep. The Heavenly Palace has unilaterally announced his death. Please ask your Majesty to intervene in this matter. This god is worthy of your Majesty's presence."
We don't want him to help the human domain, it's best if he doesn't help either.
It’s amazing to create living beings.”
All the masters in the human domain, both covertly and covertly, were immediately convinced.