The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 392: Xiaoxiang Tower Master (I)

Although this painted boat looked like it was made of paper, it seemed to contain infinite power and could actually knock a big hole in the wall of the temple.

Wen Weilan and others reacted immediately.

“It’s the host!”

"Brother Yu!" Chen Shanyuan said happily.

"Sima Han is here too!" Gu Sijin said with surprise.

Standing on the painted boat were the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower, Han Sima, the fisherman and others, with hundreds of fully armed soldiers behind them.

Although Liu Sheng didn't recognize them, he had guessed their identities from everyone's reactions.

The owner of Xiaoxiang Tower, who was in the lead, had paper on his face so his expression couldn't be seen, but when the others saw Wen Weilan and the others, they all looked happy and waved and cheered.

The fisherman cast out his fishing line, and as if it had a spirit, it pulled all of them, who were hanging precariously on the wall, onto the pleasure boat one by one.

The fishing line came in front of Liu Sheng. Liu Sheng pondered for a moment, hid the thing he had just taken out of the divine corpse's brain in the palm of his hand, and jumped onto the ink-colored pleasure boat along the fishing line.

Standing on the pleasure boat, Liu Sheng looked up at the stern of the boat and saw a vast night sky outside the hole. The wind and snow were howling, but there were silver lines streaking across the sky.

"What is this?" Everyone looked at the scene in astonishment, their eyes full of confusion.

"Our reinforcements." Han Sima smiled slightly.

Liu Sheng immediately understood that the Tang army was descending on the battlefield outside Zeyang City in flying cars.

[I have to say, the emperor is really fast.] She sighed inwardly.

[Of course it’s fast, otherwise we’d have to move the Great Wall here, literally robbing Peter to pay Paul.] Other Liu Sheng echoed.

[I just don’t know what these people’s purpose is right now. ]

Liu Sheng looked at the people on the pleasure boat, especially the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower, whose aura was unfathomable, and it felt like he was only seeing the tip of the iceberg.

[In short, I don’t think I’m the same kind of person as a worshiper of God.]

[It is Xiaoxiang Tower after all. ]

[And Han Sima... in our memory, he is Ruan Shizhi's father, right? ] Liu Sheng pondered as he looked at the seemingly weak middle-aged scholar.

[How could he be mixed up with Xiaoxianglou? ]

[The man holding the fishing rod, as I recall, is from the Textile Administration.] Shijie added.

Liu Sheng suddenly remembered the seniors from the General Administration who appeared last at the Pear Blossom Lantern Festival.

[Suddenly I feel that the relationship here is very complicated...]

Liu Sheng retreated silently and hid behind Wen Weilan.

Taking advantage of the shaking of the temple, the corpse of the god had already loosened its restraints. The owner of Xiaoxiang Tower unfolded a new scroll and hung it in the air. An inky light was projected from the blank scroll, and it was actually trying to absorb the corpse of the god into the scroll bit by bit.

The divine corpse did not resist either, and its deep blue eyes seemed to be looking in the direction of Liu Sheng, with a half-smile on its face.

At the same time, other soldiers jumped off the pleasure boat, climbed up the wall of the temple, took out special spiritual weapons and started chiseling hard.

It was not until pieces of black crystals were chiseled out that Liu Sheng looked carefully and was surprised to find that the walls here were actually star fragments containing sacred energy!
Could it be that the star fragments that fell in Mobei came from the outer shell of the temple? Rather than the strange creatures raised below?

While lost in thought, I suddenly heard the host say, "You are Nangong's student, right?"

Wen Weilan coughed lightly, and Liu Sheng realized that the host was actually talking to her.

I didn't expect the host to recognize her.

But she was sure that she had never seen this person before.

Such a special face, and a voice of unclear gender, if she had met him before, she would definitely remember him. "This is the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower." Wen Weilan introduced Liu Sheng in a low voice.

Liu Sheng bowed slightly and answered cautiously: "In reply to the post master's words, I did study with Teacher Nangong for a period of time."

"How did you do in the imperial examination?" the OP asked again.

This attitude, which was like that of an elder caring about his juniors, confused Liu Sheng.

"I... I got first place." Liu Sheng said blankly.

"First among the top three?" the OP asked hesitantly, somewhat surprised.

"First Class."

As soon as Liu Sheng said this, everyone present fell into a brief silence, followed by an uproar.

Wen Weilan was the first to react. A relieved smile appeared on her face and she gently held Liu Sheng's hand.

Kuang Bowen was also very excited. He had long forgotten his jealousy and shouted everywhere: "My master is the top scholar! My master is the top scholar!"

Chen Shanyuan was also so shocked that his mouth couldn't close. He never thought that he would meet such a gifted person during that unintentional team trip.

Yan Hongye and Gu Sijin still didn’t understand. This Liu Sheng sounded... like he just came from Chang'an?

Upon hearing this, the host laughed out loud and seemed very satisfied.

Han Sima also laughed and said, "Young people are to be feared. My family's Shi Zhi... is not good at studying at all."

"In that case, we'll see each other when we get back." The host said to Liu Sheng, still smiling, but his expression could not be seen clearly because of the paper covering his face.

Afterwards, Liu Sheng watched the owner of the post wave his hand, and the ink energy surged. The divine corpse gradually turned into a thin layer of ink painting-like existence, and fell into the scroll at an accelerated speed.

[I have to say... this divine corpse is better drawn than yours.] Liu Sheng said to the world.

The world seems a little indignant: [This is directly pressed into two dimensions, not a real creation. ]

[What's more, this divine corpse has lost its high-dimensional characteristics, otherwise the two-dimensional form would not be like this. ]

Although he was chatting and laughing with the world in his heart, Liu Sheng's eyes were still fixed on the gradually disappearing corpse of the god. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

This thing looked very weird at first glance, and according to the [clan of weird creatures] she had just analyzed and the energy flow she sensed, it just felt like something was not right.

In fact, the current situation in Mobei should be caused by him.

What does Xiaoxianglou want to do with something like this?
"Can you explain to me what you want to do?"

Before Liu Sheng could ask, a familiar cold female voice sounded in the temple, with unquestionable majesty.

Red lotuses suddenly blossomed in the temple. Many soldiers who were clinging to the wall to dig out star fragments were pierced in the heart by the suddenly blooming red lotuses. They fell into the pool of blood one after another, and in an instant they turned into a pool of blood and merged into the blood, disappearing without a trace.

"Be careful, don't be affected by the red lotus."

Sima Han coughed twice and spoke loudly.

A khaki seal in his hand was thrown out, which turned into a thick shield covering the soldiers.

Amid the red lotus in the sky, a red blade of light suddenly slashed towards the pleasure boat.

There was a flash of ink, and the blade was blocked by the ink-colored shield on the pleasure boat, failing to penetrate at all.

Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh, it was worthy of being an ancient spiritual weapon.

This painted boat should belong to the Eight Views of Xiaoxiang. According to her observation, its influence level should be able to reach SS level.

The red light and the dark light intertwined and dissipated, leaving only a woman in red hanging in the air, watching the god's corpse being collected bit by bit, her face as gloomy as water.

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