Chapter 862: God and the Big Square Pot

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 big square pot.

They 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 witness the destruction 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 God Realm has confirmed this, and there will be no mistake."

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

If Mitian died before the final battle, then who led Panlong City to persist until the last moment? !

"How did it, Mitian die?"

"have no idea."

"This?" Even the God of Destiny can't figure it out? But when He Chunhua 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 and the Panlong ruins merged into one, and everything seemed to have ended." Nai Luotian continued, "But Mitian's skin is too powerful, which is beyond common sense, and he can never Explanation. In addition, Mitian had disappeared for a long time before his death, so some gods thought——"

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 Chunhua could speak, Nailuotian's clone added: "When I say descend, I don't mean the clone descends!"

"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 this surprising.”

"Do you understand now? 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." Thinking of this rare treasure passing by him, He Chunhua felt his throat go dry.

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 Panlong Secret Realm, He Chunhua was surrounded by soldiers again. He Lingchuan was short of manpower and had no foundation in Yuan Country, so the strength and weakness were reversed.

This person was meticulous and would not put himself in danger. Therefore, as Narakutian said, He Lingchuan should not appear again in a short time.

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

In the vast yellow sand, he probably couldn't find He Lingchuan and the dozen people.

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

He Chunhua said slowly: "To both the inside and the outside, I will declare that Chuan'er died in Panlong City; as for Rongshan's disciples, they all went back after the adventure in Panlong Desert."

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

Narakutian hummed and asked again: "After you return to Yuzhou, 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 well."

Narakutian laughed softly, his voice full of sarcasm.

Then, the incense on the table went out.

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The sky was bright and beautiful, but it was actually the end of Weishi (3pm).

He Lingchuan returned to reality and found himself in the ruins of Weicheng, five miles away from Panlongcheng.

Dafanghu was very considerate. He knew that the ruins of Panlong were full of outsiders' eyes, so he simply put him outside.

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

He walked out with a heavy heart. There was no one in the ruins of Weicheng at the moment. When he looked up again, he saw something swimming in the yellow sand and stopped in front of him.

Another earth dragon.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. He Lingchuan jumped on the back of the earth dragon, and the thing moved fast, fast and stable.

After working hard for several hours, he did not feel tired, but his mind was working 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, successfully tricking Narakutian to send down his clone and trapping it in the big square pot.

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

He is finally free.

He is finally safe.

This kind of relaxation and comfort without worries makes the hot wind blowing on his face become gentle.

He Lingchuan exhaled heavily.

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

Before entering the sight of other humans, the earth dragon put He Lingchuan down and turned around to swim back to the sea of ​​sand.

He Lingchuan put on his cloak and veil, walked into the post station, and joined Qiu Hu and others.

These guys were eating in the guest room, and only Xiao Qiao, the slaughterer, came out as a spy.

Counting the number of people, they were all there, even his mount, the mountain goat and the eyeball spider, were brought back by Qiu Hu.

He Lingchuan put up a barrier and asked about the whereabouts of He Chunhua and others. When he learned that he had found the army and was heading south back to Blackwater City, he subconsciously grabbed the wine glass and drank it all.

He Chunhua was still alive, maybe it was God's will?