After the immortal disappeared

This small world is different from the Buddha world and will not be open to the human world on a regular basis. Maybe the next time it opens will be hundreds of years later, and the immortals have disappeared.

Combining these two legends, we can see that there is a connection between Sanshui Zhenren, Dafang Huli and Que Beast.

If we take away the factor of Sanshui Zhenren, then the beasts running wildly all over the Dragon City might just be released from the big square pot lid.

Zhang Lianhai has been active in Blackwater City of Yuan Kingdom for several months, collecting a lot of intelligence and finding three people involved. These three people all followed the then Governor He on an adventure to the Panlong Ruins two years ago. After surviving by chance, they often boasted about this past in the tavern.

They all mentioned that once the well in the Mitian Temple is filled with water, the entrance to the secret realm will be opened.

Attention, it is the entrance to the Panlong Secret Realm.

However, this time Zhang Lianhai entered Panlong City again, and what came out of the entrance was a beast with a large square pot lid?

The disciple asked again: "Why do little light spots appear on the bodies of these monsters after they die? Zhang Dengshi has been chasing the light spots. He has gone a long way and avoided several groups of monsters along the way."

"Chasing the light spots?" He Jing suddenly realized, "Zhang Lianhai has seen the clues." It might be the big square pot that sucked away these light spots.

Zhang Lianhai is not weak, otherwise Tiangong would not send him to monitor Panlong Desert. Panlong City was in extreme danger right now, and he would not rush out of his hiding place for no apparent reason.

Unless he thought there was something there worth risking.

While he was still thinking carefully, his disciple's eyes suddenly widened: "My lord, hurry up and look!"

He looked into the mirror and saw that Zhang Lianhai and others had offended the little ghost-faced monkey, and then a huge group of monsters rushed over!

Zhang Lianhai and others were chased away by the beasts. Even through the Haofang Mirror, the messengers from the Heavenly Palace outside could feel the suffocating urgency.

The average strength of these monsters is far higher than the Danube beasts in the Fu world.

After all, the most unfriendly thing about the world is the environment and gravity.

The monsters sealed in the lid of the big square pot appeared one after another, stealing the limelight of the big square pot.

Why are they so full of resentment and killing everyone on sight?

The person looking at the mirror even heard several unusually loud beast roars.

What came out?

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and He Jing murmured: "No way? Could it be...?"

He had a strange idea:

Is there a possibility that it has been almost half a year since the Anonymous Doe caused chaos in the Heavenly Palace, but the lid that was snatched back has not been completely integrated with the main body of the square pot?

Who said these two treasures could hit it off immediately?

There are countless treasures hidden in the Heavenly Palace, and He Jing knows one thing very well:

The more sacred it is, the more individual it is.

This can explain the various anomalies in the Panlong Desert.

Maybe it's because they've been separated for too long, or maybe it's because these two treasures are too individual, and the big square pot lid seems to be quite resistant to the idea of ​​merging. The monster Zhang Lianhai encountered in Panlong City was probably the means of resistance unleashed by it.

Every time one of the Que beasts is eliminated, one point of the power of the generous pot lid is taken away by the pot body.

To achieve the final fusion, we have to wait until the last Que beast is eliminated...right?

This should be Dafang Lid’s last desperate attempt to resist.

The disciple couldn't take his eyes off: "The Que beast herd is chasing them, but Zhang Dengshi still tries his best to rush to the east of the city!"

What's on the east side of the city?

He Jing and the attendants soon discovered Zhang Lianhai’s destination:

The tomb of the Red General!

Yes, it should be the Tomb of the Red General.

One hundred sixty-seventy years ago, this half-human, half-god monster was more closely related to Dafang Hu than Zhong Shengguang was to Dafang Hu.

Seeing Zhang Lianhai dig open the red general's tomb and discovering the relics and the small pot inside, He Jing's breathing became rapid.

Generous square pot!

He could actually see the square pot with his own eyes!

This is the treasure that the gods cherish, the source of countless battles of blood and fire, and the divine object that the gods must pursue even if they kill all the holders!

Zhang Lianhai actually found it!

This is truly a historic moment.

But the next second, the tomb became farther and farther away from the young attendant.

The last thing he saw was the bloody mouth of the Que beast!

The image in the mirror disappeared at this point, only He Jing's face was reflected.

He paused and sighed: "Just a little bit, just a little bit!" Zhang Lianhai is such an unlucky person!

The disciple asked: "Master, what should we do now?"

He Jing looked up at the dilapidated Panlong City ahead. The empty south gate was like a big mouth, waiting for them to fall into a trap.

But the big square pot is indeed there!

If he can get back the square pot, he will be the undisputed number one person in the Heavenly Palace from now on - Chief Duyun is already old, and there are four envoys in Duyun. The one who has the highest claim for the top position was originally Bai Ziqi.

The secret war between him and Bai Ziqi lasted for several years.

This large square pot can help him decide the world in one fell swoop.

However, to say no, He Jing also knew the dangers of this trip.

Apart from anything else, these beasts always made him worried. The overall strength of the Danubon in the Fu Realm is not as good as them, but the lord of the Danubon is very powerful.

What about these snow beasts?

And there must be other dangers hidden in Panlong City.

The most terrifying danger is the invisible danger.

The precious treasure of the square pot has always been associated with bloody battles and intrigues.

He Jing, who had seen strong winds and waves, was also undecided at this time.

Of course he understands the principle of high risk and high reward, but how high is the risk?

In fact, looking back, what he wanted to do was not to confront the beasts head-on, but to wait for an opportunity to grab the big square pot in the Red General's tomb.

If arranged properly...

Another attendant said: "There are still several teams in the city."

"People in the city will die before dawn..." He Jing pondered, "Why do you want to lure them here?"

Whether it is the red light or the city reflected in the sky, it now seems that the large square pot is the bait to attract adventurers to enter the desert and explore Panlong City.

Why does it do this?

Should we find a new owner, or use outside forces to eliminate the beast and help it tame the long-lost Lid?

It is indeed not surprising that the artifact chooses its own owner, but He Jing prefers the latter option.

Does this mean that Dafang Pot doesn’t have much spare power at the moment?

But once the body and lid are completely integrated, the square pot will become more powerful and unpredictable. By then, would he still have a chance to get it?

Countless thoughts were swirling in his mind, each involving gains and losses.

What if you don't go in?

Can he do business when he returns to Heavenly Palace?

But at this moment, the light pillar in Panlong City suddenly flashed a few times, and its color gradually dimmed.

"The red light beam is about to disappear." Everyone looked at He Jing, waiting for his final decision.

Fu Liang whispered: "Master, maybe we can wait for the next red light before going in!"

"Next time?" He Jing glanced at him, "When is the next time?"

"Tomorrow?" Hasn't this red light appeared every night recently?

"Are you sure it will happen tomorrow?"

"Ah..." The disciple was speechless, "No, I don't dare!" He was not a big square pot, so how could he dare to guarantee it?

Just because the red light beam has appeared every night recently does not mean that it will come every day in the future.

This is not the rule at all.

The Que beasts in the city were all scarred, and perhaps Dafang Hu's training with them was coming to an end.

At this time, one of the attendants pointed towards the sky: "Master, look! It seems to be coming towards us."

In the dark night, I don't know when there was a light.

Everyone raised their eyes to see it, and it kept getting bigger in everyone's field of vision.

It seemed to be directed at them.

No, it seems to be coming towards the south gate of Panlong City.

Such a rich green light looks particularly eerie against the dark night background.

He Jing's expression changed, and she sternly scolded the attendants behind her: "Which one of you secretly invited the gods to descend?"

Everyone was shocked and shook their heads desperately.

The envoy He Du said, is this a divine descent? !

So is this green light falling from the sky...?

Their surprised expressions did not seem to be fake, and He Jing just asked casually. Preparation for asking God is complicated, and I’m sorry these guys don’t understand it.

It seems that someone in Panlong City invited the gods and succeeded?

Which god did you invite?

In the blink of an eye, the green light flew closer and was as dazzling as a comet. Those with weaker cultivation levels no longer dared to look directly at it.

Sensing that this thing had evil intentions, He Jing immediately ordered: "Sacrifice the lantern spirit!"

It came so fast that it was too late to set up a temporary formation. The lanternkeeper could only use the most powerful weapons.

Three golden lights immediately lit up in the crowd, and three lanterns appeared.

He Jing had one in his palm, Fu Liang had one in his palm, and another Tiangong servant also had one.

They flew above the owner's head, blending with each other to form a golden shroud, protecting everyone in the middle.

He Jing recited a few words in a low voice, and hundreds of runes suddenly appeared on the golden light shield. The same golden light shone slowly on the shield.

They were still standing in the desert, more than ten feet away from the land bridge. The green light seemed to be heading towards Panlong City, but when it reached the bridge, it suddenly turned and hit them head-on.

He Jing shouted: "Keep calm and calm, without distracting thoughts!"

Everyone immediately calmed down and chanted loudly the majestic name of the Holy Lord Lingxu.

Even if the gods are cloned into the lower world, they have to descend into the human body to be powerful. And this god of unknown origin is obviously heading for Panlong City, so why would he choose a human god outside the city to descend?

But for safety reasons, He Jing had to sacrifice the lantern.

If humans without the mark do not agree, the clone of the god cannot successfully descend. But they will do their best to use threats and inducements.

With the protection of the "heart lamp" of the lantern spirit, the messengers of the Heavenly Palace are not easily seduced by this wild god of unknown origin.

As expected, the green light hit the golden light shield.

Everyone, including the light mask, was shaken by the impact, feeling that this thing was coming menacingly.

But the green light immediately passed over the golden light shield, turned back, and plunged into the south gate of Panlong City.

Then, it disappeared.

Everything was quiet again, as if nothing had happened.

He Jing then put away the lantern spirit and wondered: Why did this wild god rush into them?

Although he is called the "Wild God", as the Duyun Envoy, he can feel the aura of green light which is definitely not that of the Lingxu Gods, but it is still very powerful.

Everyone in the Heavenly Palace looked at each other, not knowing why. Only the disciple who controlled the lantern spirit exclaimed:

"It's me, my lantern spirit!"

He Jing looked down and saw that the platinum candle in his hand only had a flame as big as a mung bean, fluttering in the wind.

Looking at the weak look, He Jing frowned: "The essence of your lantern spirit was taken away by the god's clone."

It’s almost time to reach the climax of this volume again.

Although this volume is not as long as the final part of the book, it cannot be written in three or two days.

The article had to be typed word by word.

Friends who are anxious can save their energy first. I will inform you after the test is completed.

It feels better to read it in one go.