Jouko Hagi said gloomily, "There's something wrong with this script."
Song Shuhang asked, "What?"
Jouko Hagi said, "The Winged Whale King was captured by someone else …"
When she learned that the Winged Whale King had escaped, she had already imagined a plot in her mind — she, Song Qianbei, and the nameless scholar would meet up, and then, on their way to the Immortal Feast, the Winged Whale King would appear. The three of them fought with the Winged Whale King and captured it. In the end, they got a portion of Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's special whale immortal dish.
However, before the three of them could set off, the Winged Whale King was captured, and the reward flew away.
The handsome scholar smiled, and said, "Haha, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, we're not Senior White. If Senior White were to set out with us this time, we would definitely be able to meet this Winged Whale King, "the handsome scholar said with a smile.
Jouko Hagi was dejected. "Whenever this happens, I really miss Senior White."
Song Shuhang sighed, and said, "I feel that it would be better if we could reach the Immortal Feast safely and without any twists and turns."
Senior White had not come out of seclusion yet, and everyone was feeling uneasy.
Song Shuhang hoped that this Immortal Feast would be peaceful and that nothing bad would happen.
* * * * *
October 6th, 2019, 10: 00 am.
Song Shuhang, Jouko Hagi, and the mysterious scholar packed up their belongings and headed toward the Immortal Feast on flying swords, sabers, and magical treasures.
The mysterious scholar had his hands behind his back and was standing on a ring with a pair of small wings growing on it. His speed was extremely fast. While he was flying, the ring would emit a faint fragrance of wine. In order to make his' presence 'a little stronger, the mysterious scholar had tried his best.
Next was Jouko Hagi. She was the weakest, and in order to catch up with Song Shuhang and the mysterious scholar, she used the 'sword light escape technique', which consumed a lot of magical energy. Her body merged with the sword light, and she instantly passed by. With the external elixir magic treasure to replenish his spiritual power, consuming spiritual power for a short period of time would not be a problem.
Song Shuhang and Jouko Hagi flew side by side. He just used the ordinary flying knife technique. The blade of the treasured saber Broken Tyrant swelled up, and the whale bone guardrail opened. Song Shuhang gripped the guardrail tightly, feeling at ease.
Along the way, the mysterious Buddhist and Song Shuhang discussed the topic of increasing one's sense of presence. The two of them put forward countless hypotheses and talked happily. They wished they could talk for ten days and ten nights.
The mysterious scholar couldn't help but feel regretful that they hadn't met earlier.
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Three o'clock in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang and the other two finally entered the White Dragon Sea Province where the Immortal Feast was held.
"We're almost there," the mysterious scholar said.
Jouko Hagi said, "I'm exhausted. Song Qianbei, Senior Sword Saint, let's slow down."
"No problem, Fairy Feather. It just so happens that we also need to determine the location of Fellow Daoist Su Clan's Seven and the others so that we can navigate there. "
Thereupon, Song Shuhang and the other two slowed down.
The mysterious scholar began to contact Three Waves and Su Clan's Seven.
At this time, in the sky, one could see sword lights, flying lights, immortal boats, and divine shuttles flashing by from time to time.
The participants of the Immortal Feast from all over the world were rushing to the White Dragon Sea Province.
This Immortal Feast had invited a wide range of people, and it wasn't just limited to the world of cultivators.
Song Shuhang also saw a knight riding a five-colored celestial horse quickly passing by him. The four legs of the celestial horse galloped in the sky, as if it was on solid ground, looking very cool.
Pegasus knights and dragon knights were both very cool professions.
At this time, above Song Shuhang's head, the White Dragon Sister suddenly said, "Colorful horses, I want to eat them."
"Thump ~" The five-colored celestial horse that was galloping ahead suddenly lost its front hooves and slid forward for hundreds of meters.
"…" Song Shuhang.
The knight reacted quickly and jumped down from the horse. Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the five-colored celestial horse.
The five-colored celestial horse managed to stand up with great difficulty, but its four legs were still trembling, as if it had encountered something very scary.
The armored knight was dumbfounded. He could only stretch out his hand and gently comfort the celestial horse, saying some comforting words.
With great difficulty, he managed to calm the celestial horse down.
Then, the armored knight mounted the horse.
The five-colored celestial horse flapped its wings and continued galloping in the sky.
The White Dragon Sister watched the five-colored celestial horse leave with a reluctant look in her eyes.
Song Shuhang said, "Cough, White Dragon Sister, please bear with it. I have some friendship with Immortal Fairy Bie Xue. After the Immortal Feast is over, I'll ask the immortal fairy to give you a full horse feast, alright? "
He still had some spirit stones on him, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to pay for a horse feast.
The White Dragon Sister smiled gently, and said, "I was just saying … My current state is similar to a body of virtue, and I can't eat anything even if I wanted to."
After saying that, she shrank and hid inside Song Shuhang's Beluga Whale's guardrail.
The three continued to fly forward slowly.
At this time, another cultivator flew over from afar.
This cultivator didn't belong to the 'cultivation system'. His hair and beard were all white, but he was tall and strong. His muscles were bulging, and his body was full of scars.
He was only wearing a pair of beach pants and riding a strange spirit beast.
This spirit beast looked a bit like a spider, but there was a huge eye on its body. On its back was a pair of bat wings, which were slowly flapping.
The old man saw Song Shuhang and the others flying slowly from afar. At first, he didn't pay them any attention, and was about to ride the spirit beast and fly past Song Shuhang.
But when he was about to get close to Song Shuhang, his heart suddenly moved.
The attribute of [Everyone Under the Heavens Doesn't Know Me] was activated.
"Ba … Ba Song ~ Ba … Ba … Tyrannical Scholar!" he said in a trembling voice.
Song Shuhang: "…"
When a white-haired old man called you 'Papa Ba', what kind of feeling would you have in your heart?
After trembling, the muscular old man directed his spider spirit beast to stay away from Song Shuhang, looking as if he was afraid of getting pregnant.
Song Shuhang: "…"
Then, after a while.
The white-haired old man's heart suddenly moved again.
His gaze fell on Song Shuhang's right fist.
That was where Song Shuhang's life-bound magic treasure, the 'Defiant Whale Warrior Glove', was.
Then, the old man suddenly became excited again, and he directed his spirit beast to carefully approach Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang: "…"
"The false holy light will abandon its believers, but the true holy light will never abandon anyone!" the old man said to Song Shuhang. After saying that, he pinched his thumb and pressed it hard on his chest.
He sensed the 'true holy light' of the highest level from Song Shuhang's glove. That was the holy light of the incarnation of a god!
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
At this time, the White Dragon Sister's voice sounded: [May the true holy light smile on you, child. Answer him like this. Answer him with a smile.]
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally squeezed out a gentle smile. "May the true holy light smile on you, child."
Song Shuhang felt goosebumps all over his body when he called someone who was old enough to be his grandfather "child", and an indescribable sense of shame welled up in his heart.
After seeing Song Shuhang's gentle smile, the fifth stage old man suddenly burst into tears. "Sob sob sob ~ The true holy light, you didn't abandon us."
"Holy One, please tell us … where did our god go?" The white-haired, muscular old man choked with sobs.
Song Shuhang: "???"
"Holy One, our god … is gone." The muscular old man continued: "That day, we opened our eyes, only to find that we had forgotten many things. We clearly gathered together because of the same faith, and we still had doctrines and holy scriptures in our hands, which recorded the meaning of the true holy light. We could still vaguely remember that our god was once by our side. But now, we have forgotten everything. We have forgotten our god, and we can't even remember what our god looks like. "
"Many of our companions have left, and more and more of our companions are lost and lost."
"Where … is our Lord?"
"Has our Lord … abandoned us?"
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.
Yes, he could roughly guess this old man's identity.
He was a believer of the [Church of the End], perhaps even a fanatic.
Their god, the creation of the Second Wielder of the Will, the big-eyed planet, had been thrown into the 'small black room' by the current Wielder of the Will.
Just like Song Shuhang and the others, the big-eyed planet had become 'small and transparent'.
In the universe, its believers could no longer remember it. They could not remember its divine name, its appearance, or its divine might.
Thinking about it, it was quite miserable.
Their faith had completely collapsed overnight.
And now, this muscular old man had probably mistaken Song Shuhang for a Saint of the End because of the holy light aura in the Defiant Whale Warrior Glove, as well as Song Shuhang's identity as an Eighth Stage Xuansheng.
The old man smiled and said, "Holy One, is our god … still there?"
[How do we answer him now?] Song Shuhang asked the White Dragon Sister.
The White Dragon Sister smiled gently. [Do whatever you want. I thought he had something important to tell you, but it seems that he just mistook you for someone else.]
Song Shuhang nodded, and then he said slowly, "Our old god … is dead."
"Dead, dead?" The muscular old man's eyes widened.
After a moment, he suddenly roared, "Impossible, impossible! How could our Lord die? "
"In the myriad of worlds, only the Heavenly Dao is immortal and imperishable. God is not the Heavenly Will, "Song Shuhang said slowly.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it. "The muscular old man covered his ears and shouted.
If this classic action was done by a cute little girl, it would be called cute, arrogant, and cute.
If it was done by a muscular white-haired old man, it would be called crazy.
"Holy One, our god will not die so easily. Let's … summon him. As long as we work together, we can definitely summon him again! "After screaming for a long time, the muscular old man raised his head and looked at Song Shuhang expectantly.
Song Shuhang's heart skipped a beat. He said in a deep voice, "Are you ready to summon him? Do you know the price? "
"We are willing to sacrifice our lives for our Lord," the white-haired old man said loudly.
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