Chapter 729 Information From the Gods

That is not an ordinary branch, but a dragon pillar made of Juluo tree branches, divine bones, etc. A few months ago, He Lingchuan lacked materials and could only make a poor version of the finished product.

But the dragon pillar is the dragon pillar, as long as it has the function of absorbing nightmare energy, it is authentic.

Now there is some light red liquid gathered in the transparent glass (or resin) in the middle of the wooden tube, sometimes flowing, sometimes turning into red mist.

After Li Qingge's men returned from Wange Swamp, they returned the dragon pillar to He Lingchuan.

Because the cicada disaster did cause the creatures in Wange Swamp and forest to suffer, the dragon pillar also collected some nightmare energy, not only from humans, but also from other dead creatures. No one knows the specific unit, but it looks like a lot.

"No matter what it looks like, it is also a dragon pillar, and it can be used, and it will not be traced by Lingxu City." He Lingchuan clasped his fists and bowed to him, "Meet the God of Shi Nantian!"

The old temple attendant hummed, his eyes turned to the two people, and then stopped at He Lingchuan: "What do you want? I don't think you are devout believers."

How can a devout believer come wearing a mask?

"I have something to ask you." He Lingchuan pointed to the wooden tube, "This dragon pillar is the reward."

He said this very carefully, saying that the dragon pillar is a reward rather than a thank-you gift.

Rewards can be settled and quantified.

This also means that if Shi Nantian's answer does not satisfy him, the dragon pillar will not be so easy to get.

The old man's face was already drooping, so no matter how he smiled, it was like a fake smile: "Bargaining with the gods, you are very brave."

Dong Rui timely joined in: "There are eleven temples on this island. If you refuse to answer, we can ask other gods."

"Them?" The old temple attendant chuckled twice, looking very disdainful, but finally nodded, "Ask."

This Shi Nan God once appeared in the Panlong World.

The last time He Lingchuan entered the Panlong World before launching the Xushan Operation, Shi Nan God used a borrowed skin to break into Panlong City and warn Mi Tian.

At that time, He Lingchuan also wanted to take the opportunity to ask him a few questions, but Shi Nan God refused to let him get away with it, and only revealed the address of his temple.

If mortals want to ask for help from the gods, don't they have to express their sincerity?

In a word:

You have to offer sacrifices.

The initial impression of this Shi Nan God on He Lingchuan was that he was not as cold as other gods, but rather inclined to the snobbery of humans.

He Lingchuan speculated that this was probably related to its status in the God Realm.

It called itself a minor god and a wild god, so it had no right to be arrogant in front of a powerful person like Mitian.

And it also revealed its desire for the Xinglong Pillar and the Nightmare Qi at that time, so He Lingchuan knew that this was the best reward and Shi Nan should find it difficult to refuse.

With the Xinglong Pillar, it can send its believers to collect the Nightmare Qi on the battlefield.

This is equivalent to digging a corner of Tianluo Star and cooking for itself.

He Lingchuan had no psychological burden on sending out the Xinglong Pillar. The nightmare Qi in the human world would also be sucked away by Tianluo, so what's the big deal if the Xinglong Pillar intercepted a little?

He Lingchuan sorted out his thoughts: "I saw you just came straight to me, why?"

Don't say you saw the wrong person, the gods will not be old and dim.

The old temple servant laughed: "You are a good skin, it is difficult for the gods not to notice."

To put it bluntly, it can't help it.

Despite the mask, it still saw through the value of this mortal at a glance.

When He Lingchuan took out the Dragon Pillar and talked about nightmare, Shi Nan understood that this little guy had already touched the core secrets of the two worlds, so there was no need for him to be too secretive when speaking.

He Lingchuan still remembered that when Sun Fuping, the national master, summoned the gods in the Panlong ruins, the skin bag he prepared was Nian Songyu. As a result, the avatar of the god who was summoned did not go directly to Nian Songyu, but instead prioritized He Lingchuan, and was bounced out by the divine seal mark in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What is considered a good skin? How did it come about?"

"Mortals usually can't even bear one percent of our power, so they are not qualified to be skins. But there are exceptions to everything. Some people's bodies can bear four or five percent of the power, which is qualified to be skins; those who can bear ten percent are excellent."

"Ten percent?" He Lingchuan was a little surprised, "Is this the only excellent thing?"

"You humans--" Shi Nan's tone could not hide his arrogance and contempt, "The body under this kind of spiritual condition is fragile. The gods use your skins, just like wearing a thin paper coat, which can be torn or broken if you are not careful."

He Lingchuan thought of Lu Shishi, the skin of the Hundred Wars God. When the possessed god left, she was indeed broken like a paper man.

Shi Nan's metaphor is indeed very vivid.

But it also continued: "There are outstanding people among you who can make the gods exert 20% or 30% of their power. But that is a skin that is picked out of millions or tens of millions, and even Bega can't find it. What's more-"

It paused: "The power of each god is different, and the requirements of each god for the skin are not exactly the same. Not all gods have the same skin."

"Only 20% or 30% at most?"

"Only?" Shi Nan laughed heartily, "The power of the gods is not something you humble people can imagine. Even if we only use 20% or 30% of our power, it is enough to wipe out thousands of troops!"

Thousands of troops? Bragging. But He Lingchuan would not argue with it on this issue, and it would mean it if it said so.

"The skin is so fragile, how many times can it be used?"

"It depends on how fierce the battle is, and whether the gods care for it." The old temple attendant stroked his white beard, "Use it carefully, three or four times."

Three or four times? But Lu Shishi was possessed by the god of a hundred battles, and died in less than an hour.

Although the battle with the spider fairy was fierce at that time, the lack of care by the gods was also the main reason, right?

"Is it possible to be undamaged after using it?"

"Almost impossible." The old temple attendant shook his head, "Even if the skin is not injured in the battle, the gods will cause damage. The skin's sea of ​​consciousness and body will be damaged, and it must rest for a long time before it can welcome the gods again."

He Lingchuan let out a long "oh": "Are you sure?"

"This is common sense, what's uncertain?"

"I see." He Lingchuan nodded, it turned out that common sense was wrong.

He has not seen many gods descending, and the biggest counterexample is General Hong.

Zhong Shengguang sacrificed his daughter to Mitian, and He Lingchuan was basically sure that General Hong was Mitian's skin. But General Hong has always been full of energy and does not look damaged.

Perhaps, the injury is hidden and unknown?

He Lingchuan shook his head secretly, this is unlikely. General Hong has a lot of military duties, if her body was damaged, she would have been dragged down long ago.

She still has the leisure to go to the military review hall to guide the contestants, she doesn't look like a broken person at all.