National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Before heading to the main hall, Shuang first persuaded his clansmen to go to bed.

With a gentle, trustworthy smile on his face, he told them things would work out and not to worry.

The gods either believed it or were dubious, and their emotions were indeed calmed down. They went to sleep obediently after not sleeping all night.

The celestial beings from the City of Gold have their own residence in the City of Clouds, so they don't have to worry about having nowhere to go.

Shuang watched the heavenly people go to their respective houses one by one.

Jiang Yuan observed him.

Shuang didn't seem surprised or surprised by Ling's sudden mention of gods.

When Shuang walked towards this side, Jiang Yuan saw some hidden worries in the former's eyes.

"Let's go." Shuang and Jiang Yuan said.

"Yes." Jiang Yuan nodded, withdrew his gaze, and followed Ling as he walked toward the main hall with the people around him.

It seems that Jin does not intend to reveal anything in advance. Jiang Yuan thought.

He glanced at Jin walking on the other side.

The tall and handsome blond young man stared at Ling's background with confusion.

Well, it seems Kim has no idea.

Jiang Yuan was sure in his heart and silently quickened his pace.

"What would the gods of the Celestials look like?" Paimon pondered and asked this question as he walked towards the center of the city.

Jin looked away and replied to Paimon: "Maybe it looks like a statue?"

"What? Does your god's hair always cover his face?" Paimon recalled the statue in the temple, "I don't believe it!"

"I haven't seen it anyway. I just knew we had a god as soon as I became conscious. I don't know anything else. I don't know more than you do." Jin spread his hands, "But I think Shuang has been the leader of the clan for a long time. What should you know?”

Pamon followed his words and looked at Shuang: "Shuang? Have you seen your gods?"

"..."

"Frost?"

Shuang smiled and winked at her, but did not respond directly: "What did you say? God? You will know when we get to the main hall."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyes, and Ling's back came into view.

Had Ling's gaze just now been seen elsewhere besides the first meeting?

During the conversation, several people had walked near the main hall, and Ling entered the main hall first.

The hall that should have been clearly visible from the outside was filled with white mist, obscuring everything inside.

Following the non-stop footsteps, Shuang walked into the hall, and his vision suddenly became clear.

In his ears were the simultaneous exclamations of Paimon and Jin and the sighs of Frost.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Yuan's previous questions and vague guesses in his heart were answered.

They appeared in a half-white and half-gold dragon love, with the sun hanging on one side. Under the sunlight on that side, both the clouds in the sky and the clouds under their feet were all golden.

The other half is silvery white, with the clouds in the sky and under our feet, and there is no other scenery.

Maybe it's a coincidence or maybe it's intentional, the gold is on the golden side, and the frost is on the silver side.

Jiang Yuan, Paimon, and Thunder Hammer, who was basically silent but did follow behind, were at the boundary between the two colors.

At this time, everyone's attention is not on the structure of this space.

Their eyes were completely attracted by the scene in front of them.

A statue of the same style as the one in the Cloud City Hall stands in the golden half of the space.

The slender young man stood leisurely, with his wings hanging behind him and his hair flying behind him.

The statue's hair did not cover its appearance, allowing Yingjun's indifferent face to be seen clearly.

"It's actually Ling?!!!" Paimon looked at the statue and couldn't believe it.

Yes, the face of that statue is exactly what Ling looks like.

If Ling's appearance still looks a bit immature, the face of the statue is what he will look like as an adult.

wrong.

Jiang Yuan's eyes moved downward.

Ling Zheng stood in front of the statue. His movements, appearance and expression were the same as those of the statue.

He stared at Jiang Yuan with eyes that contained no emotion and were extremely cold.

"Ling?" Jiang Yuan tried to call him.

Ling nodded lightly: "I can find the location of the Demon God. It will take a day."

"Wait a minute, what is going on! Don't you explain it?" Paimon was startled by Ling's current attitude and couldn't help but ask.

Ling lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"Let me tell you." Shuang said.

He coaxes children a lot, and talks about the causes and consequences quite interestingly, making others listen attentively.

After he finished speaking for a few minutes, Jiang Yuan summarized what he said.

Ling was born from this world. He was originally unconscious, but one day he accidentally released his divine power and formed the first celestial being, Shuang.

He is also the only celestial being who can face Ling Zhenrong directly because of his sudden appearance.

After that, more and more heavenly beings appeared, and they were sent directly out of Ling's divine realm after they were born.

The Celestial Clan and Cloud City were formed little by little.

Celestials are born with rich emotions. Shuang saw Ling staying alone as a god and tried to convince Ling to transform into a Celestial and integrate into the Celestial clan.

In order to allow the heavenly beings to continue to be born smoothly, Ling left part of his divine power in the divine realm. It was this method that accidentally made Ling's mood less indifferent than before.

If the devil hadn't appeared, Ling would have been living in Cloud City as a heavenly being.

But now, Ling has taken back the part of his divine power that was left behind, and while his strength has returned to full strength, his mood swings are almost non-existent.

"It turns out that the gods in this world can lose their emotions?" Paimon complained, "Then what's the point of being a god?"

"What you said is wrong, Paimon." Jiang Yuan corrected Paimon, "It's because the feelings are 'almost nothing', not at all."

When he spoke, he was looking at Ling with a gentle look that belonged to a friend.

The white-haired god was stared at by him, his expression unchanged, looking extremely indifferent.

Ling's attitude will not discourage Jiang Yuan.

He raised the corners of his mouth, looking forward to it.

"Ling, we are still friends, right?"

Ling looked at him and said nothing.

Jiang Yuan continued to stare at him, waiting for his answer seriously.

After a few breaths, the gods of the Celestial Race nodded invisibly.

A bright smile broke out on Jiang Yuan's face.

"I understand what you mean!" Paimon suddenly realized, "Ling's emotions have been suppressed!"

"But it doesn't matter. As a friend, I will melt him with my enthusiasm!"

"Well, come on, I believe you can do it." Jiang Yuan gave her a thumbs up.

Shuang watched this scene from the side, smiling more relaxedly.

Only Jin was still in a daze, indigestion of the sudden information.

……

The Demon God is a Demon God after all. If he wants to hide it, only the Celestial God Ming Ling who has regained his full strength can find it by spending time.

To restore strength, you need to return to the divine domain, and you can just find the demon god in the palace of Cloud City.

Jiang Yuan wanted to wait for the situation to develop, so a voice rang in his ears.

After he looked at Paimon and Thunder Hammer, he returned to his temporary residence in Cloud City with his two companions under the pretext of "discussing how to deal with demonic energy."