Immortal Creation.

Chapter 659 A Lone Goose Carrying a Candle?

Guangyan struggled slightly in Luo Si's hand. The power of the seal had been greatly depleted, causing Guangyan to occasionally leak the aura of the magic weapon.

This aura felt familiar to Ning Zhuo, and he immediately thought of the precious ruler he had seen on the battlefield of Baizhi Immortal City.

This precious ruler was clearly thrown by the city lord of the White Paper Immortal City. It possesses extraordinary power and is invincible on the battlefield!
However, later, the Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin took Ning Zhuo directly into the winding path and went to the underworld, without participating in the subsequent defensive battle.

Therefore, they were unaware that the city lord's clone, carrying this precious ruler, went out of the city to pursue the enemy, transforming the ruler into a radiant goose to attack Luo Si's forces, resulting in the loss of the treasure.

Therefore, Ning Zhuo felt unfamiliar with Guang Yan, but his aura was familiar.

He looked at Ross: "Could this be...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Si nodded and told Ning Zhuo that the radiant goose was the transformed form of the precious ruler. He had captured and sealed it on the battlefield and had kept it with him ever since.

Ning Zhuo's eyes immediately gleamed as he stared intently at Guang Yan.

He was deeply moved, because the shape of the wild geese involuntarily reminded him of a crucial piece of information—

That prophetic poem!
A surging tide of ghosts threatens the white paper; a lone goose carrying a candle pierces the celestial curtain. A guest star should shine on the northern corner of the literary hub; all things illuminated by lamplight will perish in calamity.

The city lord's paper doll clone had told Ning Zhuo the poem directly, believing him to be the savior of the White Paper Immortal City during the great calamity.

Ning Zhuo had always thought so too.

"This prophetic poem was divination by a mourner and a solitary spirit."

"It was a prediction made to resolve the calamity of the White Paper Immortal City."

"Don't forget, the Lord of the River of Oblivion was punished by the mortal world, so the fate of the mortal world may have secretly helped the Mourning and Pleasure Wanderer."

"This prophetic poem she composed was very likely prepared for me!"

"Perhaps this is the right way for me to defeat the Lord of the River of Oblivion and thwart his century-old scheme?"

Although Ning Zhuo was not as well-versed in literature as a Confucian scholar like Wen Ruanyu, his foundation was still very solid.

In the City of Fire Persimmons, he spent most of his time in the library, reading all kinds of books.

Therefore, he knew that a lone goose often refers to a wild goose separated from its flock, and its image is frequently used in poetry. Many poets often use the mournful cry and solitary nature of a lone goose to express their own feelings of loneliness, wandering, and setbacks in their official careers.

Doesn't this luminous goose perfectly match the phrase "lone goose" in the prophetic poem?
After making the natural connection, Ning Zhuo said to Luo Si, "Relax the seal a little."

Ross: ?

Simple guesses are too superficial and insufficient to justify Ning Zhuo's command.

The key point is that after seeing the Radiant Goose, he had a feeling that he could control it!

It's amazing how natural this feeling is, like your hands and feet are part of your body, giving you a natural sense of control and confidence.

Luo Si's expression turned slightly solemn. After thinking for a moment, he decided to do as Ning Zhuo had suggested.

Although he was puzzled and felt it was risky, he thought that since he had just joined the party, he really needed to show more obedience to orders, and he also thought of the old man with gray bones.

Luo Si exerted his strength carefully and slightly loosened the seal. With the restraints on his body reduced, Guang Yan immediately became lively again.

Guangyan began to struggle.

The remaining seal began to be rapidly consumed by its power!
Luo Si's face flushed red as he forcefully channeled his magic power to aid in the seal and suppress the light goose.

Guangyan struggled more and more violently, to the point that Luo Shang could no longer hold her steady, and his entire upper body swayed.

The entire Qingjiao Army participated in the defense of Baizhi Immortal City, and they witnessed the divine power of the Tai Su Sanxing Ruler firsthand.

They had already learned of Guangyan's identity from Luo Si and Ning Zhuo's conversation, and when they saw Guangyan struggling, they instinctively took large steps back.

Ning Zhuo, however, was incredibly bold. He stepped forward and extended his hand to Xiang Guangyan.

"Xiao Ma!" Qing Chi exclaimed in surprise, his concern evident.

Ning Zhuo knew that if he didn't stop Qing Chi, the latter's personality would definitely make her run over and hug him.

He then turned to Qing Chi with a smile: "Don't worry, I am the chosen one of Heaven, the savior of the White Paper Immortal City."

Qing Chi was captivated by Ning Zhuo's confident smile, his expression hesitant: "But..."

Her shoulders were pressed down by Qingyan.

Ning Zhuo turned his head, stared at Guang Yan, and slowly reached out his hand, continuously shortening the distance between them.

Sensing Ning Zhuo's presence, Guang Yan reacted immediately. Miraculously, she stopped struggling and looked up at Ning Zhuo.

This strange phenomenon caused everyone present to gasp in unison.

Luo Si's pupils dilated slightly, and his expectations for Ning Zhuo rose even higher.

Ning Zhuo slowly reached out his hand. As the distance drew closer, Guang Yan became increasingly quiet, no longer struggling, and completely losing its previous agitation.

Luo Si's expression grew increasingly serious. Although he had more confidence in Ning Zhuo, as the commander-in-chief, he naturally had to consider all aspects.

He feared that Guangyan's quietness was merely a facade, and that she was actually preparing to strike, so he secretly accumulated strength to guard against any potential crisis.

Ning Zhuo's palm drew ever closer to Guang Yan's.

Without a doubt, this was an adventure!
Ning Zhuo felt a bit thirsty.

He had witnessed firsthand how the Tai Su Scattering Ruler instantly disintegrated the state of the Mourning and Enchantress. This precious ruler was extremely powerful; even Golden Core cultivators could hardly withstand a single blow from it.

Ning Zhuo himself was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

But no matter how uneasy he was inside, Ning Zhuo always appeared calm and composed.

"The mechanism ring is also quiet, which means I'm not in danger!"

Ning Zhuo continued to extend his palm toward Guang Yan.

Guangyan took the initiative to look up, nuzzled Ning Zhuo's palm, and let out a quacking sound.

The sound was loud and clear, creating ripples of white light that spread rapidly in all directions like sound waves.

Ning Zhuo was swept away by the light wave without any harm.

Not only him, but the nearby monks were also unharmed.

Ning Zhuo was overjoyed. Although he didn't know why, his smile became more and more certain and confident. He raised his voice slightly and said, "Just as I expected!"

Jiao Ma's father was so excited that his lips trembled.

He shouted in his heart, "The magic weapon has recognized its master! Such a powerful magic weapon has actually taken the initiative to pledge allegiance to Jiao Ma. In name only, isn't it now part of the Jiao family? This is fantastic! This is absolutely fantastic!"

Qingchi was so excited that he clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Xiao Ma, you're amazing!"

Her eyes shone with admiration for Ning Zhuo.

Qingyan frowned: "But what exactly is going on?"

Ning Zhuo knew about prophetic poems, but he did not.

Ning Zhuo thought to himself, "How would I know the reason?"

As he hesitated about whether to recite the prophetic poem to gather ideas, Ross had already figured it out: "I see."

Ning Zhuo was secretly taken aback, but the smile on his lips widened as he looked at Luo Si with a questioning expression: "Tell me."

Luo Si subconsciously seized this opportunity to speak: "The Scholar Xuan Su created the White Paper Immortal City, and the paper doll avatar of the current city lord is his legacy. And this precious ruler is probably also something he left behind. Young master, since you are the savior of the White Paper Immortal City and the person chosen by the fate of the mortal world, the Scholar Xuan Su probably foresaw this calamity long ago and made many arrangements to facilitate the resolution of this disaster in the future."

Upon hearing this, Qing Chi couldn't help but gasp: "I know Scholar Xuan Su, but he's been dead for so long. Could he really have calculated it for so long? And with such precision?"

Luo Si glanced at Qing Chi, confirming once again that this ghost girl was a bit naive. Didn't she see that no one else asked that question?

Luo Si's response served two purposes: firstly, to address Ning Zhuo and provide an explanation; and secondly, to openly speculate, creating room for imagination and boosting morale.

Therefore, even if one has doubts about this conjecture, one should keep them to oneself. Qingyan coughed and said loudly, "That's right, Lord Luo's conjecture should be the truth!"

As Qingchi's father, he was a seasoned Golden Core cultivator with rich life experience, and he immediately spoke up to make amends for his beloved daughter.

Jiao Ma's biological father was so excited that not only his lips trembled, but his whole body also shook.

He fell into reverie again: "My Jiao Ma is a great savior, causing the Xuan Su scholar's legacy to come to him willingly. So, according to that logic, the White Paper Immortal City was also left behind by the Xuan Su scholar, and is also his legacy."

"My Jiao Ma should also be in charge of the White Paper Immortal City; at the very least, he definitely has the qualifications!"

"If one day Jiao Ma becomes the city lord of White Paper Immortal City, wouldn't our Jiao family be..."

Jiao Ma's biological father was so anxious that his scalp tingled.

We've made so much money, we've made so much money!

Upon hearing this conversation between the higher-ups, the entire Qingjiao Army erupted in noise and discussion.

As Luo Si had predicted, the morale of the Qingjiao Army was extremely stable, and their fighting spirit was rising steadily, resulting in a surge in the military strength they could provide.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered.

Ross's answer filled in the missing crucial information, and he immediately understood the real reason.

"I was appointed as the deputy city lord by the city lord of Baizhi City."

"Although it was more of an honor than a real power in the White Paper Immortal City, it was still a genuine honor, not something fake."

"Now it seems that, as a relic, the Tai Su Sanxing Ruler is under my control because of my position as the deputy city lord."

Ning Zhuo then thought of the paper doll clone of the White Paper City Lord.

"That's also very possible; it might be the heirloom of the scholar Xuan Su, but it ended up in the hands of the city lord."

Having figured out the reason, Ning Zhuo turned to face the Qingjiao Army and shouted, "That's right!"

"I am the savior of the White Paper Immortal City, no, I am the savior of the entire damp and gloomy swamp! I am the chosen one of destiny of the mortal realm, and the greatest tribulation of the Lord of the River of Oblivion!"

"So what if the Lord of the River of Oblivion is the ruler of the underworld?"

"He acted perversely, causing immense suffering and death; his century-long scheme was solely for his own selfish gain!"

"Such an evil person is bound to suffer a crushing defeat."

"We, the righteous army, will undoubtedly be victorious!"

Ning Zhuo seized the opportunity to boost morale.

The whole army cheered!

At this moment, Ning Zhuo's prestige in the Qingjiao Army soared.

Everyone was incredibly excited, reaching a consensus—this was bound to be a legendary battle, widely circulated and remembered for at least a century. And they themselves had not only witnessed it, but had participated in it. What an honor!
Ross exhaled a breath of stale air, his confidence greatly boosted.

Adding a seal would require a huge sacrifice. He's currently in poor condition after just killing Master Hanyan. Saving this effort gives him more confidence for the crucial battle ahead.

Guangyan was completely freed from the seal and hovered and flew around Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo tried to project his divine sense into it and easily controlled it.

"Go." He pointed to the churning, murky miasma in front of him.

The swift goose was very obedient. It flapped its wings and plunged headlong into the murky miasma. Wherever it went, the murky air, which had been rolling endlessly, was separated from everything.

However, even after the turbid gas is separated and analyzed, it is still turbid gas.

Guangyan flew around once and returned to Ningzhuo's side.

The turbid air is simply broken down into a slightly less dense form, then quickly becomes dense again, rolling endlessly, repeating the same pattern.

The hopes that everyone had reached for the highest level were dashed, and they all sighed in disappointment.

Ning Zhuo, with his back to the Qingjiao Army, felt immense pressure at this moment!

He frowned and stared at Guangyan.

Then they saw that the shape of the Radiant Goose had dimmed considerably. Its originally solid and lifelike exterior had become thin and transparent, and the shape of the treasure ruler inside its heart could be vaguely seen.

"According to Luo Si, the light goose form at this moment is a spell condensed by the city lord's clone by expending his magic power."

"The amount of magical power that the city lord's clone can inject at one time is still limited."

"I just flew around and came back. I'm afraid I can only use my remaining magic power once more."

Ning Zhuo keenly realized the current situation and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "My cultivation is still too weak!"

He only has the Foundation Establishment cultivation level.

Relying on military strength, the Five Internal Organs Divine Techniques, and other excellent leverages, and relying on the profound foundation of the body and soul, one can unleash combat power at the Nascent Soul level.

This is quite exaggerated and rare, but it is ultimately hampered by one's cultivation level.

There is really no way.

The only one to blame is Ning Zhuo for being too young and not having enough time to cultivate.

It's also because the methods of the three sects are too excellent, and the simultaneous cultivation of the three dantians greatly slowed down the process.

Sweat beaded on Ning Zhuo's forehead.

He has only one chance left, and he must seize it!

Fortunately, he wasn't completely without clues.

He recalled once again the prophetic poem: "The tide of ghosts surges, white paper is in peril; a lone goose carrying a candle breaks through the curtain of heaven. A guest star should shine on the north of the literary hub; all things are illuminated by lamplight, and calamity will destroy itself."

"A lone goose carrying a candle breaks through the curtain of the sky..."

"Lone Goose, I know, it's the Light Goose. This celestial canopy... isn't it the turbid miasma right in front of me?"

"Only a lone goose carrying a candle can break through the veil of heaven, this..."

"Holding a candle?"

"Which candle should I hold?"

"Where would I get a candle?"

"and many more!"

"I think I do."

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration struck Ning Zhuo, and his heart pounded several times.

He himself did not have it, but the mourners of the dead had used the candle of the winding path to silence!
In the previous defense of the White Paper Immortal City, Sang Le You Ling opened the South Gate and used the Gui Ji Qu Jing Zhu to penetrate space, forming a winding path and teleporting in many powerful combat forces.

This posed a significant threat to the defenders, putting the White Paper Immortal City in a precarious situation.

Tie Guzheng, Ning Zhuo, Qing Jiaojun, Wen Ruanyu, and others did their utmost to stabilize the situation. In the end, the city lord of Baizhi Immortal City personally intervened, releasing the Tai Su Scattering Ruler to disperse the external enemies, including Sang Le Youling.

The Guiji Winding Path Candle, which had burned down to only a small portion, was also separated—the candle and wick were separated, and the flame went out.

The next moment, under everyone's watchful eyes, Ning Zhuo reached into his storage bag and pulled out a small portion of the coreless candle body.

The candle of the Guiji Qujing Candle is square in shape, much like a miniature coffin. The complete candle was about nine inches long, but now only four inches remain.

The coffin lid and the coffin body fit together perfectly.

The candle's four surfaces are engraved with a scene of a hundred ghosts carrying a coffin.

(End of this chapter)