Yi Qing didn't speak any more with Tang Han, but stood up to leave soon after asking about the general direction of Mystic Daoists. He was only scared that he would be impulsive and really want to send them to Mystic Daoists himself. After leaving Tang Han's place, he immediately started sword-riding towards Longxing City with Shen Ying.
Tang Han said that the Qing He County was massacred because of a sudden attack by deviant ghosts. This seemed to be real. The horrible looks of those ghosts in the city indeed didn't look like what would appear with a normal disaster. But the loss of memories by the whole city's ghosts and the misplacement of the River of Forgetfulness was not something that mere deviant ghosts could achieve.
Though he didn't know what the deviant ghosts Tang Han mentioned were, all ghosts besides exceptions like Song Ren would be sent into reincarnation at Underworld once they get near the River of Forgetfulness, so the River's misplacement was absolutely not the doing of deviant ghosts. It was actually more possible that it had something to do with the Mystic Daoists who chased deviant ghosts.
What actually happened in the city at that time? And why would Song Ren have such deep grievances? It seemed only possible to know by taking a look at Mystic Daoists.
The Longxing City which Tang Han mentioned it to be at was hundreds of kilometers away from here, but for sword-riding, it would take less than half an hour. Yi Qing glanced with his Divine Perception and saw a large city in front. The spirit qi was obviously thicker than that of the other places which was almost too thin to be seen. But it could still not be compared to immortal cities of other small worlds. And the aura was extraordinarily messy too, full of humanly auras.
Yi Qing hesitated, before descending to a remote place outside the city. He turned to look at a certain cowardly ghost which was afraid of heights, and his brows tightened.
"Great... immortal?" Song Ren trembled at his look, as the bottom of his heart chilled for no reason. He felt that ever since they came out of that ghost city, the attitude of this immortal whose surname was Yi towards him was much worse. His look looked like it could freeze him to ice any second.
"You are a ghost and you can't just enter like this." All those so-called Mystic cultivators seemed unfriendly towards ghosts. Should Song Ren enter like this, he might be beaten until his soul dissipated. "To prevent trouble, I'll make you a projection from an immortal item. You may possess it temporarily."
With that said, he immediately took out a green Chinese onion from his storage bag!
Song Ren, "..."
Why is it a green Chinese onion? I thought you were talking about an immortal item? Why would you bring about you such a thing as an onion?
"Go inside." Yi Qing waved that green Chinese onion which overflowed with immortal qi and said with all seriousness.
"Great... immortal..." Song Ren's mouth twitched, and after a long while he ventured to say, "Can... can I use another instead?" He did this on purpose, right?
"..." Little bitch, you have a lot of requests.
Yi Qing's face darkened, as he snorted but continued to dig in his storage bag.
Song Ren let out a sigh of relief. Yet in the next instant, he saw a great many of the following dug out from the bag: garlic, chili, leeks, pepper, coriander...
"All here. Choose one yourself. Quickly."
Shen Ying, "..."
Song Ren, "..."
This is not choosing a projection but choosing an ingredient, right?
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...
