He then said: "Honored God, I have always had a question. Please help me clarify it."
"Um."
"Why are the gods so obsessed with pursuing the big square pot?"
From Mitian more than a hundred years ago, to the unknown god who descended on Songyu two years ago, to the gods of Lingxu, and the Nailuotian he serves, all of them covet the large square pot.
They simply love honey more deeply than mice love honey. Why?
Nailuotian knew that He Chunhua wanted him to show his sincerity as a prerequisite for signing a divine contract with Kunsu God.
If Nai Luotian refused to reveal even a little secret, why would He Chunhua risk his own wealth and life?
These cunning mortals, ha!
It slowly spoke: "Actually, Lingxu is more afraid that it will fall into the hands of other gods than it will be in the hands of mortals."
"Why?" He Chunhua immediately thought of Panlong City and Mitian.
In this way, more than a hundred years ago, Mi Tian, who held a large square pot, was the most feared by the gods?
Hmm, that seems to be the case. Otherwise, how could Panlongcheng and Zhong Shengguang end their lives in such a tragic way?
Massacre is itself a manifestation of hatred and fear.
"There are only a few people who know about this secret in the God Realm." In other words, there are only a few gods who know about it. Nai Luotian's clone hesitated and then said, "Even I... can only rely on the information in my hand to make inferences."
In other words, even Nai Luotian doesn't dare to guarantee it? He Chunhua was even more curious.
What kind of secret cannot even such a majestic and powerful righteous god fully know?
"The deity's inference must be reasonable and authoritative." The flatterer came with his mouth open, and it didn't cost money anyway.
If He Lingchuan were here, he would be able to understand the hidden meaning of Nai Luotian's words:
It was originally just a small wild god like Shi Nan. Later, it used the Dragon Punishment Pillar to collect nightmare energy, and its strength soared, and it climbed to the position of a true god. But it has been in this circle for too short a time, and compared to other established righteous gods, it definitely knows less about the inside story.
But the inference made by Nai Luotian also has weight.
"The gods of Lingxu have always suspected that Mitian has not really died."
He Chunhua was surprised: "More than 150 years ago, Panlong City was destroyed. Didn't they see it with their own eyes?"
"No! It turns out you don't know anything." Nai Luotian's tone was strange, "Mitian died earlier, and even the emperor's liquid came to the world. The gods have confirmed this, and there is no mistake."
"..." He Chunhua stared, not knowing how to react, "What?"
If Mitian died before the final battle, then who led Panlong City to persist until the last moment? !
"How did Mitian die?"
"have no idea."
"This?" Even the God of Destiny can't figure it out? But He Chunhua then thought about it. His own experience tonight had proved that the God of fate was not omniscient.
It was also calculated by He Lingchuan.
"Mitian Xiluo, Zhong Shengguang and Panlong City also failed. The large square pot merged with the Panlong ruins, and everything seemed to have ended." Nai Luotian continued, "But Mitian's skin is too powerful, which is beyond common sense, and it can never be done. Explanation. In addition, Mitian had disappeared for a long time before his death, and some gods thought that——"
Nai Luotian paused for a moment before continuing: "——Mitian once tried to come to the world with the help of a large square pot!"
"?!" Did you hear that right?
Before He Lingchuan could speak, Nai Luotian's clone added: "When I say descend, I don't mean the descend of the clone!"
"Are you saying that Mi Tian can use the large square pot to break through the barriers between the two realms and directly -" He Chunhua casually pointed to the ground, "the true body directly comes to the world?"
"Inference, this is an inference!" Nai Luotian corrected, "There is reliable information, and Holy Lord Lingxu also thinks so. As for whether this inference is right or wrong, there is no way to prove it. But the big square pot is too special, if it can really do it I wouldn’t find it strange at all.”
"Now do you understand? On the one hand, the Lingxu gods are worried that other gods will use the big square pot to directly descend to the human world. Once this happens, it will be a disaster for the entire god world; on the other hand, they also feel that Although Mi Tian died, his soul remains alive and survives in another way, such as living in a large square pot."
"So, whoever owns the big square pot will be the target of public criticism."
"I see." He Chunhua felt his throat go dry when he remembered that this rare treasure had passed him by.
That's all, not that lucky.
"But in any case, the big square pot only caused disputes within our God Realm and has nothing to do with you." Nai Luotian said lightly, "Even if we can't take it, the arrival of the gods will only be delayed a little."
He Chunhua's eyes widened when he heard the last sentence.
What does it mean!
No, it's not what he imagined?
"You are right to choose your master now." Nai Luotian only mentioned one sentence and immediately changed the subject, "How are you going to explain to others about He Lingchuan? I don't think he will appear again in a short time."
He Chunhua managed to compose himself: "God is wise, I think so too."
After the Panlong Secret Realm disappeared, he was worried that He Lingchuan would come back with a killing blow, but after calming down and thinking about it, he felt that he was worrying too much.
If He Lingchuan wanted to kill him, the best time was in Panlong Secret Area. At that time, the father and son were confronting each other, and there was only one Zhao Qinghe beside him.
But the "eldest son" never took action, which meant that he was not very intent on killing.
After leaving the Panlong Secret Realm, He Chunhua was surrounded by soldiers again. However, He Lingchuan was short of manpower and had no established power in the Yuan Kingdom, so the strength and weakness were mutually exclusive.
This man is thoughtful and won't put himself in danger. Therefore, as Nai Luotian said, He Lingchuan should not appear again in a short time.
The best example is that all the Rongshan disciples have disappeared.
He probably couldn't find He Lingchuan and these dozen people in the vast yellow sand.
But he came here with his eldest son, and when he returned, he was missing such a big living person. He really should have an explanation to his family and the outside world.
He Chunhua said slowly: "Internally and externally, I will claim that Chuan'er died in the Panlong City battle; as for the people under the Rongshan Gate, they all went back after their adventure in the Panlong Desert."
Anyway, the money lent by Rongshan to Yuan Wangting has been received.
Nai Luotian hummed and asked again: "After you return to Yazhou, are you going to go north to attack Dong Haoming?"
"No, of course not." He Chunhua looked at his wound, "I am seriously injured and need to rest."
Nai Luotian chuckled, his voice full of ridicule.
Then, the incense on the table went out.
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The sky is bright and sunny, but it is actually late (3 p.m.).
He Lingchuan returned to reality and found that he appeared in the ruins of Wei City, five miles away from Panlong City.
Dafang Hu was very considerate. He knew that the Panlong Ruins were full of outsiders' eyes, so he simply put him outside.
But this also shows that Dafanghu has control over this desert.
He was worried and walked out. There was no one in the ruins of Wei City. When he looked up again, he saw something swimming in the yellow sand and stopping in front of him.
Another earth dragon.
Once familiar, He Lingchuan jumped on the back of the earth dragon, and the thing drove quickly, fast and steady.
After working hard for several hours, he didn't feel tired. On the contrary, his mind was running very fast.
The past night seemed like a dream. Although this trip to the Panlong Desert had some twists and turns, the goal was still successfully achieved in the end, that is, it successfully tricked Narakuten into descending into a clone and trapped it in a large square pot.
This is the culmination of months of planning and hard work.
He is finally free.
He was finally safe.
This kind of relaxation and comfort without any worries makes the hot wind blowing on your face become gentle.
He Lingchuan exhaled heavily.
The earth dragon traveled faster than other creatures in the desert, but it was already after nightfall when it arrived at Shirakaki Station.
Before entering the sight of other humans, Tulong put He Lingchuan down, turned around and swam back into the sea of sand.
He Lingchuan put on his cloak and hat, walked into the inn, and met Qiu Hu and others.
These guys were all eating in the guest room, except Xiao Qiao, the squirrel, who came out to act as an informant.
After counting the number of people, they were all there. Even his mount Blue Sheep and Eyeball Spider were brought back by Qiu Hu.
He Lingchuan conveniently placed a barrier before asking about the whereabouts of He Chunhua and others. When he learned that he had recovered the army and returned south to Blackwater City, he subconsciously grabbed the wine glass and drank it all.
He Chunhua is still alive, maybe this is God's will, right?
(End of chapter)
