After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 862
He then said: "God, I always have a question, please explain it to me."

"Ah."

"Why are the gods so obsessed with finding the Dafang Pot?"

From Mi Tian more than a hundred years ago, to the God of Buming who descended from Nian Songyu two years ago, to the gods of Lingxu, and the Na Luotian he served, all of them coveted the generous pot.

They love honey more deeply than mice, why?
Na Luotian knew that this was He Chunhua asking him to show his sincerity as a prerequisite for signing the divine contract with God Kunsu.

If Na Luotian refused to reveal even a little secret, why would He Chunhua sacrifice his wealth and life?

These cunning mortals, oh!
It spoke slowly: "Actually, Lingxu is more afraid that it will fall into the hands of other gods than in the hands of mortals."

"Why?" He Chunhua immediately thought of Panlong City and Mitian.

In this way, more than 100 years ago, the Mitian who held the generous pot was the most feared by the gods?
Well, it seems to be the same.Otherwise, how could Panlongcheng and Zhong Shengguang call their curtains down in such a tragic way?
The massacre itself is an expression of hatred and fear.

"There are very few people in the God Realm who know about this secret." That is to say, there are also a small number of gods who know about it.Na Luotian's avatar hesitated for a moment before saying, "Even I... can only make inferences based on the information in my hand."

In other words, even Narakuten didn't dare to guarantee it?He Chunhua became even more curious.

What kind of secret, even such a majestic and powerful righteous god can't fully know it?

"The deduction of the god must be reasonable and authoritative." The flattery came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't need money anyway.

If He Lingchuan was here, he would be able to understand the meaning behind Na Luotian's words:
Like Shi Nan, it was originally just a little god of the wild gods, but later it used the punishment dragon pillar to collect nightmare energy, and its strength soared, and it climbed to the position of the righteous god.But it has been in this circle for too short a time, and compared with other established righteous gods, it must know less inside information.

But the inference made by Na Luotian also has weight.

"The gods of Lingxu have always doubted that Mi Tian has not really died."

He Chunhua was amazed: "More than 150 years ago, Panlong City was destroyed. Didn't they see the fall of the sky with their own eyes?"

"No! It turns out that you don't know anything." Na Luotian's tone was strange, "Mi Tian fell earlier, and even Emperor Liao came to the world. This has been confirmed by the God Realm, and there is no mistake."

"..." He Chunhua stared blankly, not knowing how to react for a while, "What?"

If Mi Tian had fallen before the final battle, then who was it that led Panlong City to the last moment? !
"How did Mi Tian fall?"

"do not know."

"This?" Even the god of fate can't figure it out?But He Chunhua thought about it again, didn't his own experience tonight prove that the god of fate is not omniscient.

It was also calculated by He Lingchuan.

"Mitian Fallen, Zhong Shengguang and Panlong City also failed, and the Dafang Pot merged with the Panlong ruins. It seems that everything has come to an end." Nai Luotian continued, "But Mitian's skin is too powerful, which is beyond common sense and cannot Explain. In addition, Mi Tian had disappeared for a long time before he fell, and some gods thought—"

Na Luotian paused for a moment before continuing: "—Mitian once tried to use the Dafang Pot to come down to the world!"

"?!" Did you hear that right?
Before He Lingchuan could speak, Na Luotian's avatar added: "When I say descend, I don't mean avatar descending!"

"You mean, Mi Tian can use the Dafang Pot to break through the barriers between the two worlds, and directly—" He Chunhua casually pointed to the ground, "The real body directly descended into the world?"

"Inference, this is an inference!" Nai Luotian pointed out, "There is reliable information, and Holy Spirit Lingxu also thinks so. As for whether this inference is right or wrong, there is no way to prove it. But Dafang Pot is too special, if it can really do it I wouldn't be surprised by that either."

"Now do you understand? On the one hand, the gods of the spirit void are worried that other gods will use the big square pot to descend directly to the human world. Once this happens, it will be a disaster for the entire God Realm; on the other hand, they also feel that Although Mi Tian fell, his soul is immortal, and he survived in another way, for example—living in a large square pot."

"So, whoever owns the Dafang pot is the target of public criticism."

"I see." He Chunhua felt his throat dry when he thought of this rare treasure passing by him.

Well, no luck.

"But no matter what, what the Dafang Pot caused was only a dispute within our God Realm, and has nothing to do with you." Na Luotian said indifferently, "Even if we can't hold it, the time for the coming of the gods will only be delayed a little bit."

When He Chunhua heard the last sentence, his eyes widened.

What does it mean!
No, it's not what he imagined?

"The way you choose the master to live in now is very correct." Na Luotian only mentioned one sentence, and immediately changed the subject, "About He Lingchuan, how are you going to explain to others? 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 once worried that He Lingchuan would kill him, but he calmed down and thought about it, and felt that he was worrying too much.

If He Lingchuan wanted to kill him, the best time was in Panlong Secret Territory. At that time, the father and son confronted each other, and there was only Zhao Qinghe by his side.

But the "eldest son" never made a move, which means that the killing intent is not strong.

After leaving the Panlong Secret Realm, He Chunhua was surrounded by soldiers again.But He Lingchuan is short of manpower, and has no foundational power in Yuan Country, so the strength and weakness are interchangeable.

This man is thoughtful and does not put himself in danger.Therefore, as Na Luotian said, He Lingchuan should not appear again in a short time.

The best example is that the people of Rongshan Sect have all disappeared.

The reckless yellow sand, he probably couldn't find He Lingchuan and these dozen people.

But he came with his eldest son, and when he returned, he was missing such a big living person. He really should have an explanation to the family and the outside world.

He Chunhua said slowly: "Internal and external, I will declare that Chuan'er died in Panlong City; as for the Rongshanmen, they all went back after the Panlong Desert adventure."

Anyway, the money that Rongshan lent to Yuan Wangting has already been in place.

Na Luotian hummed, and asked again: "After you go back to Yanzhou, 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 recuperate."

Na Luotian laughed lowly, his voice full of sarcasm.

Then, the incense on the case went out.

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The sky is bright, but it is actually the end of the hour (three o'clock in the afternoon).

He Lingchuan returned to reality and found himself in the ruins of Wei City, five miles away from Panlong City.

Dafanghu is very considerate, knowing that the Panlong ruins are now full of outsiders' eyeliner, so he simply put him outside.

But this also shows that Dafanghu has control over this desert.

He walked out with a lot of thoughts, and there was no one in the ruins of Weicheng in front of him. When he looked up again, he saw something swimming in the yellow sand and stopped in front of him.

Another earth dragon.

First time raw and second time familiar, He Lingchuan jumped on the back of the earth dragon, and the thing drove at high speed, fast and stable.

After working for several hours, he didn't feel tired, but his mind was spinning fast.

The past night suddenly 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, which was to successfully trick Na Luotian into descending his avatar and trap it in the Dafang Pot.

This is the result of months of planning and hard work.

He is free at last.

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 let out a heavy breath.

The earth dragon traveled faster than other creatures in the desert, but it was after nightfall when they arrived at Baiyuan Station.

Before entering the sight of other humans, Tulong put He Lingchuan down, turned around and swam back into the sand sea.

He Lingchuan put on his cape and hat, walked into the station, and joined Qiu Hu and others.

These guys all ate in the guest room, and only Little Joe, the slack mouse, came out as an eyeliner.

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 the others. When he learned that he had retrieved the army and returned south to Heishui City, he subconsciously grabbed the wine glass and drank it down.

He Chunhua is still alive, maybe this is God's will?

(End of this chapter)