Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 682: The strange nursery rhyme that spread across Kyushu

Song Ciwan floated away, leaving Wu Chenghuang standing in the City God Temple in a daze, his heart trembling and unable to calm down for a long time.

She came quietly and left quietly.

It seemed that it did not cause any big commotion in Pinglan City, but in fact it opened up an unknown way of survival for the city.

But Wu Chenghuang knew very well that this was just the beginning.

The disappearance of Fantasy City is just the beginning!
In this troubled time, whether Cangling County and Pinglan City, the land he protects, can truly become a pure land in the midst of disasters depends on his subsequent governance methods and every single person in this city!

Thinking of this, Wu Chenghuang's expression suddenly became serious.

He woke up from his trance, flicked the jade ruyi in his hand, and summoned auxiliary gods such as the Day Wandering God and the Night Wandering God.

At the same time, almost at the same time, the leader of Xuanxin Sect, Zhou Wuxiao, found their ancestor, Fairy Biyun, with a sad face.

Zhou Wuxiao took the blame directly, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Grandmaster, I am useless. You asked me to send a letter to Song Tianjiao, but I really can't find any trace of Song Tianjiao! I have nowhere to send this letter!"

After saying this, he lifted the hem of his robe and knelt on the ground to admit his mistake.

He knelt so readily that even Fairy Biyun was helpless.

I could only let him kneel, and then said faintly: "You can't find it, how can I, your ancestor, find it? What's the point of you kneeling to me, your ancestor? I, your ancestor, am also powerless..."

Zhou Wuxiao: ...

Sect Leader Zhou raised his head and stared into the eyes of his ancestor.

God have mercy on them, their ancestors’ temperament has always been so helpless!

What else can I do?
Zhou Wuxiao gritted his teeth and suggested: "Ancestor, if this is the case, why don't you ask Uncle Tianyin to help and do the math..."

"No way!" Fairy Biyun sighed, "Among the three old guys from Kunshan Sect, Chen Xian is especially good at divination, but in the end, what did he figure out?"

“Not really…” Fairy Biyun put her hands behind her back, raised her eyes to the huge phantom of the island in the sky, and said in a calm tone, “Wuxiao, you have practiced for many years, how could you not know that it is better to be still than to move? Sometimes, don’t do anything unnecessary, and you won’t go wrong if you don’t do anything.”

She said, "Wait a minute. Since you can't find anyone, send someone to wait near Kunshan, and ask the disciples in the capital to keep an eye on the Fourth Prince's residence."

Zhou Wuxiao asked doubtfully: "Fourth Prince?"

Fairy Biyun said calmly, "The battle to kill the immortals started in Huijiang. And the matter of the Huijiang City God using the exhaustion method to obtain the power of wills is closely related to the Fourth Prince. Who knows, will that person's next target be the Fourth Prince?"

This guess was very reasonable, and Zhou Wuxiao's expression suddenly became stern.

He was about to say something in reply when the jade communication talisman on his waist suddenly moved.

Zhou Wuxiao hurriedly took off the jade talisman and clicked on the two messages sent by Guiyin Hall.

After listening to the first one, he said in a strange tone: "Ancestor, recently a nursery rhyme has suddenly spread among the people of Jiuzhou City."

Fairy Biyun said, "Let it out and listen to it."

Zhou Wuxiao quickly turned on the sound of the jade talisman to spread, and then the clear sounds of children singing nursery rhymes spread across the mountain.

“What’s in the sky?
There are clouds in the sky;
What's behind the clouds?
Behind the clouds there are evil insects;
The worms chirp, the worms hiss and laugh;
When the immortals fly up into the sky, the insects feast on the food with relish!
Hehehe, eh eh eh…

Delicious, really delicious!" The child's laughter was pure and clear, like a silver bell bouncing around in the mountains where Patriarch Biyun practiced, and spread like a rolling ball.

While listening to the childish singing, Zhou Wuxiao instantly tensed the muscles behind his spine. Somehow, a chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of his head.

Zhou Wuxiao felt a chill all over his body, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandmaster, what exactly does this nursery rhyme mean? I don't know why, but I just feel so terrified!"

Fairy Biyun was silent for a while, until the nursery rhyme was sung twice more on the mountaintop, then she let out a breath and said, "That's right, you're scared. You know, it's not just you who's scared. I, your ancestor, am also scared..."

Zhou Wuxiao: ...

Ancestor, can you give your disciples a sense of security?

Fairy Biyun: ...

I can’t give you anything, because I, your ancestor, don’t feel safe either.

Zhou Wuxiao suddenly felt extremely discouraged.

Fairy Biyun reminded: "Don't worry, there is a second message, let's listen to it."

After hearing this, Zhou Wuxiao quickly calmed himself down and opened the second message.

A familiar female voice rang out, "Master, the City God Wu of Pinglan City in Cangling County has sent a message saying that Fairy Song Zhao has said that on the fourth day of July, she will personally go to Zhelong Mountain to wait for the world's masters."

Zhou Wuxiao was shocked and blurted out, "The fourth day of July? Waiting for the world's best? She... isn't she afraid of an ambush?"

As soon as the words fell, Fairy Biyun laughed: "Ha."

Zhou Wuxiao felt embarrassed by Fairy Biyun's smile.

He quickly listened to the message again carefully, and then said with a complicated expression: "Ancestor, this number one genius is really confident."

Fairy Biyun said: "Some people may indeed want to ambush us, but we, the Xuanxin Sect, must not participate."

After a pause, he continued, "On the fourth day of July, you and I will go to the foot of Zhelong Mountain to wait. You call a few disciples to hang up a banner welcoming Fairy Song and make it clear that we are here..."

Zhou Wuxiao felt dizzy and his face turned pale. As soon as Fairy Biyun finished speaking, he hurriedly said, "Grandmaster, how can you do this? If you act like this, do you think our Xuanxin Sect will still have a good reputation?"

Fairy Biyun just said quietly: "You just said you were scared and asked the ancestor to show you the way. Now the ancestor has shown you the way but you don't want to listen. What do you think? How can this little face be more important than the inheritance of Xuanxin Sect?"

"Forget it." Fairy Biyun sighed, "Just go out and tell them that this was instructed by me, your ancestor. For the sake of the sect's future generations, what does it matter if I, your ancestor, bear the stigma of being submissive? Tens of millions of years later, if Xuanxin Sect is still there, I will not let down the ancestors who have worked hard to create the sect and teach and impart knowledge."

Zhou Wuxiao was sweating profusely after hearing this. How could he say anything against it?

He just hurriedly said: "Grandmaster, why do you have to do this? I am honored to be the head of the sect, and there are some things that I should do. This is within my duties. If I don't do it, I will really let down the ancestors!"

Fairy Biyun waved her hand, and finally Zhou Wuxiao turned around and retreated respectfully.

However, once he left Yuntian Peak where Fairy Biyun was, Zhou Wuxiao's aura suddenly changed.

On Yuntian Peak, he was a humble and obedient junior, and a cowardly sect leader who could occasionally joke and mock himself with the ancestors. But once he stepped out of Yuntian Peak, he immediately turned back into the Xuanxin Sect's Sect Leader Zhou who was extremely authoritative in all the nine holy sects.

Zhou Wuxiao was stern and ordered sternly, "Go and ask your senior brother to come over."

The eldest senior brother of the current disciples is Yun Liuguang, the Taoist master of Xuanxin Sect!
(End of this chapter)