Chapter 891 The Power of Destiny
"You control the Dafang Pot?" Nai Luotian's clone inquired, "No, absolutely impossible!"
He Lingchuan pondered: "Why is it impossible?"
It's quite fun to see the surprised look on "my" face.
The square pot is a very unique artifact, and He Lingchuan certainly knows this. Not to mention controlling him, Da Fang Hu usually ignored him.
Therefore, Nai Luotian's clone was right. He was not the owner of the Dafang Pot, and he could not control this artifact. So far, he and Po Huzi have a cooperative relationship at most, right?
The question is, why is Nailuotian's clone so sure that he can't control it? This righteous god must know more inside information.
Just as Nai Luotian's clone was about to speak, the dark red silk net suddenly tightened, strangling him until he screamed. He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes that some light green, fragment-like things fell out of his body and sank into the darkness below.
"Don't you just want to trap me and get rid of me? Now you have got your wish!" The figure of Naluotian's clone seemed to have become a little smaller, with pain on his face. "I only have one request, don't let the big square pot obliterate my consciousness! I I know as many secrets as I do, so there are only benefits for you to keep me!”
It knew very well that He Lingchuan had tried his best to deceive itself, not to get rid of it, but to trap it!
God can only send a clone to the human world.
Now Narutian's clone has been trapped in the square pot. No matter how angry Narutian himself is, he can't send a second one.
Moreover, the skin that has been marked by the gods cannot be borrowed.
Therefore, even if He Lingchuan still has the mark of the divine seal in his mind, no god can descend on him again.
From this point of view, he is safer than others.
He Lingchuan subconsciously pressed the back of his head: "Can you remove this divine mark for me?"
"Of course!" Nailuotian's clone said immediately, "As long as you agree to my request..."
Before he finished speaking, the red silk net tightened again, strangling Nailuotian until he screamed in pain again, and more fragments fell out of his body.
He Lingchuan sighed in disappointment: "It's come to this, and you still want to lie to me?"
He stepped on the ground and prepared to leave: "It's up to you."
This "you", of course, refers to the square pot.
"Don't, don't!" Naluotian's clone shouted, "You tell it to stop, I'm not lying to you, the mark of the divine seal can indeed be removed."
"Tell me first, how to get rid of it?"
"Either I take action myself, or -" Nailuotian's clone looked at him and said, "Your own soul is strong enough, so you can erase it yourself."
"Is that also called 'can be eliminated'?" He Lingchuan sneered, "Can my soul be comparable to the gods?"
He is very self-aware. In the current world, no human soul can be as powerful as the gods and demons.
"It's not a bad idea. Someone did it not long ago, otherwise I wouldn't bring it up!"
"who?"
"The owner of the armor you borrowed."
He Lingchuan was shocked: "You mean General Red? How do you know?"
"After the battle in the tomb, I recalled it over and over again and realized that the armor did indeed retain a great power, but it didn't have the aura or divinity!"
He Lingchuan frowned: "What does this mean?"
"There was a god who came down to participate in the last battle of Panlong City. I asked two of them, and their feelings were consistent with mine. When she fought against the red general, she didn't have the slightest aura of heaven on her body." Nai Luotian affirmed, "That is, Said that she has broken the mark of the divine seal in the sea of consciousness, and is no longer a huge skin!"
He Lingchuan was shocked: "How did she do it?"
This news was enough for him to digest for a long time.
"I've said before, as long as the soul is powerful and comparable to the host, it can naturally erase the divine seal." Naluotian's clone said, "Can you tie up a real dragon with a straw rope?"
"The strong are not bound. This is the truth of any world." It continued to induce, "I can guide you and teach you how to warm and strengthen your soul and remove the mark on your own."
If a prisoner wants to survive, he must prove that he is still useful.
Let this guy be your mentor. Doesn't he think he has a long life? He Lingchuan changed the topic: "How do you know that the Dafang Pot is not controlled by anyone?"
Nai Luotian's clone asked him, "Do you know the origin of the square pot?"
"The source?" He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pointed upward, "A part of Tianluo Star?"
He did have limited knowledge about the Dafang Pot. He only knew that it was made from fragments of Tianluo Star.
"The Tianluo Star is a divine object created from the origin of the world that has not yet grown up. Its full name is 'Tianluo Star of Ten Directions'. It has been far out of the category of a divine weapon. After it was refined, the ancient gods discovered that it was not controllable at all. I will go my own way." Nailuotian's clone said quickly, "Later, when the black dragon hit Tianluo Star, you immortals in the world made the fragments into a large square pot, otherwise why would Master Sanshui take away the treasure cover by force?"
"And the chaos that originally existed in Tianluo Star actually appeared in the square pot. The situation developed more seriously than I expected."
Chaos? He Lingchuan thought, what is that?
Narutian's clone caught his doubts: "Oh, you used the power of chaos to deal with me, but you don't know its name?"
It turns out that the giant red shadow is called Chaos?
Narutian's clone himself was also confused: "Then how did you communicate with it?"
No matter Tianluoxing or Dafanghu, they always ignore people. It's not easy for this kid to actually get Dafang Hu to help.
He Lingchuan shrugged: "I can't tell either."
The Dafanghu doesn't communicate with him, but can cooperate with him to a limited extent. Isn't it amazing?
"What do you mean when you say the situation is serious?"
"Chaos only exists in the original and in the origin." Naraku Tian's clone licked his lips, "Once it explodes, the damage caused will be incalculable."
"..." Did he carry a super-giant bomb on him? He Lingchuan was silent for two seconds, "How long will it take for it to explode?"
"I don't know." Naraku Tian's clone said very straightforwardly, "Chaos only exists in legends, and this is the first time I have seen it in person."
"Then you have only heard about it exploding?"
Naraku Tian's clone did not deny it. How could a god see such a thing with his own eyes?
Don't worry about things that are not determined at all. He Lingchuan has always been pragmatic: "I invite you to enter the pot just to let the God of Destiny take a good look at my life in the future?"
Naraku Tian's clone was silent, and He Lingchuan didn't know whether it was calculating or thinking.
Finally, it said, "After the battle of the tomb, your lifeline probably separated from me."
"What do you mean by 'probably'?" He Lingchuan was curious, "You can't measure it accurately?"
"After I was arrested..." Narakuten's clone gritted his teeth, not knowing whether it was in pain or anger, "that bit of divine power was taken away!"
"Divine power?" He Lingchuan took a while to react, "You mean, the power of destiny?!"
"...Yes."
He Lingchuan pressed his forehead. Yes, with the greed of Dafanghu, he must have been drooling over such a rare ability, right?
But this is just a clone of the god. What's the use of Dafanghu taking away that bit of divine power? The real power should be in Narakuten himself, right?
Narakutian's clone's eyes flickered, and he immediately said: "Before I descended into the Panlong Secret Realm, your fate was disturbed by the Dafang Pot and could not be seen clearly."
"Is its power so strong?" He Lingchuan was very curious, "From my mission to Yuandu until I entered the Panlong Secret Realm, how did you calculate my fate during this period? How could it be so wrong?"
If Narakutian could foresee He Lingchuan's victory, how could he send down his clone and be trapped in the Dafang Pot?
Narakutian was speechless.
The red silk net tightened again, making it feel like being struck by lightning, and trembling with pain: "Stop, stop!"
"Answer the question well." He Lingchuan smiled, "Otherwise you will suffer."
"Your fate, it seemed to be no different from before." Narakutian's clone said helplessly, "This is the biggest problem! I couldn't understand it before, but now I know that the Dafang Pot is whitewashing the peace for you."
It calculated everything, but it didn't expect that He Lingchuan could be bound to the Dafang Pot and thus reverse its own fate.
He Lingchuan grasped the key point: "Can the Dafanghu change my fate?"
"Not directly..." Narakutian's clone's tone was as if he was talking to a poor student, "If fate is compared to a spider web, the Dafanghu covers up many key nodes and turning points for you, making your future look as smooth and simple as before. But this is just an illusion..."
"A divine object like the Dafanghu, no matter who it is bound to, will shatter the other party's fate, completely different from the original. And this is unpredictable." It paused, "From this perspective, it can also be regarded as changing your fate, do you understand?"
A bit profound. He Lingchuan smiled and said, "You and I fought in the Panlong Secret Realm. Didn't you say that no one who holds the Dafang Pot has a good end? This is also the power of fate? Why is it unpredictable now?"
"Different paths lead to the same end." Narakutian's clone said with emotion, "Just like a world has been heading towards destruction since its birth. There are countless causes and effects involved in this, and I can't calculate it, but I know that the day of destruction will inevitably come, sooner or later. This is called 'the general trend'."
"Let's talk about your luck. You are an absolute lucky general, and you usually have good luck. But people's luck has ups and downs, and they always return to the mean. At that time, you will have to bear the backlash of fate!"
Narakutian quickly continued, "With my guidance, you can safely survive this catastrophe. Otherwise, how lucky you are before, how miserable you will be then."
The God of Destiny wants to teach you how to get rid of bad luck, who can not be tempted?
He Lingchuan thought of the immortal Hongli and the "Son of Luck" of the Lu family.
The Immortal Hongli told the younger generation that a son of luck would be born every few generations in the clan, and would bless the family.
But on the other hand, who knows if this one person has drained away the luck of the entire clan, leaving the next few generations without luck to borrow from, and having to bear the consequences of the backlash?