Then, Haoyuan Golden Mirror disappeared on the spot!
He Lingchuan clenched his fists and closed his hands, saying solemnly: "The agreement is completed!"
After all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs. Haoyuan Jinjing was wronged and helpless in every way, but it was still taken away by the sacred bone necklace hidden in his palm.
The sacred bone necklace no longer glows or heats up, and He Lingchuan can even feel that it is satisfied.
Xiao Wencheng summoned the Haoyuan Golden Mirror several times, but as expected there was no movement at all, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.
There was no earth shattering, and there was very little movement during the process of collecting the mirror.
"You are..." He looked at He Lingchuan, speechless for a moment, "How did you do it!"
The Haoyuan Golden Mirror reflected clearly that it was not He Lingchuan himself who forcibly collected it, but the powerful force hidden behind him!
The power that is enough to resist and tear apart the laws of Xiaodongtian.
The red chain is the embodiment of this power.
He Lingchuan let out a long breath and looked tired.
Although the scene just now was a fight between Dafang Hu and Haoyuan Jinjing, it was also an extremely heavy burden for him as a carrier.
Although it only lasted a dozen breaths, he felt as if he had been fighting for a whole day and night, and even his physical strength was exhausted.
He first fed himself a magic pill and did not answer directly: "This is the so-called poaching."
Every practitioner has his own secret, and Xiao Wencheng was too surprised to blurt it out.
Dong Rui quickly said something to change the subject: "Hey, hey, has Qian Huan Xianzun come out of seclusion? Has he come out?"
The mirror was also pried open, and the world was shaken. Was Qian Huan awakened by the shock?
This is the big deal, this is the business!
According to Xiao Wencheng, this was equivalent to ruthlessly cutting out a large piece of flesh from Qian Huan's body, including the skin, bones, and tendons. He should have woken up from the pain.
Could this old boy have miscalculated again?
Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew through and was swept into Wenhui Pavilion.
The lamps on the altar table of the shrine were first blown dark, and then with a "whoosh" sound, they were all lit up again, and the flames of the lamps stretched out.
This abnormality lasted for three to five breaths, and then returned to normal.
There were several pink lotuses in the sapphire vase, with graceful postures. The gust of wind suddenly blew away the three-petal flowers from the altar table, and fluttered away to the side window under the watchful eyes of the three people.
The blooming lotus is bigger than the bowl of the sea, and its single petals are also very heavy. How can the strong wind blow it like this?
He Lingchuan and Dong Rui followed them to the window and took a look. The three-petal lotus was swirling in the wind and soon fell into the pond behind Wenhui Pavilion.
This pond is a standard rectangle with very shallow water, and it is only a bit particular about Feng Shui. But after the three-petal lotus fell into the pond, it sank straight away, and a bubble popped up.
Then another one.
The water in the pool suddenly rippled, and then a huge figure emerged.
Green skin, human body, snake tail, six hands.
"We meet again." Dong Rui murmured as he looked at this familiar figure.
The water that came out of this pool for no reason was none other than the Yin Fei Faxiang who once fought against the demon in the capital of Yao Kingdom!
It's just that this giant snake's eyes are bright and full of energy, which is completely different from when he was in Yaodu.
As it walked, its body shape changed. Every time the two of them looked at it from a different window, its appearance was different.
Then, Yin Fei disappeared, and a tall old man with a white beard walked in from the main entrance of Wenhui Pavilion. He had a fairy-like demeanor, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and there was no trace of water stains on his body.
He Lingchuan has met many immortals, but so far, only this one best fits the image of "immortal" in people's minds.
Xiao Wencheng had already stepped forward to greet him, his face flushed with excitement: "Immortal Lord! You are finally out of seclusion!"
"If we don't leave the seclusion, the Huan Sect will soon be dead." Qian Huan spoke, his voice was pure and mellow, like the clear sound of a bell, it could even resonate in the brains of the listeners.
Xiao Wencheng said.
"You did a good job." Qian Huan glanced at He Lingchuan and praised him, but then said, "You can't tear off my Haoyuan Golden Mirror by yourself."
There was neither malice nor kindness in his eyes. The way he looked at He Lingchuan was like looking at a tiny grasshopper.
But this grasshopper is not hiding in the grass on the roadside, but standing on the shoulder of a huge shadow.
In terms of understanding of "rules", the only one in the world that can rival Qian Huan is Miao Zhantian. The young man in his early twenties before him seems a little familiar with the power behind him.
He Lingchuan smiled broadly, as if he couldn't understand the meaning behind his words: "You're grateful."
He also noticed that although Qian Huan had transformed into a human form, the color of his eyes was very light, with a little bit of light, the pupils were very large, and his eyes were a little hollow.
When Qian Huan looked at him, He Lingchuan always felt that the other person's gaze penetrated him and looked far away behind him.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Qian Huan clearly looked at him, but her attention was not on him.
"Who sent you?"
"Lingshan." He Lingchuan looked him squarely in the eye, "I sent people over to investigate, but they didn't go back."
As the master of this world, Qian Huan should know everything about what happened on Yinzhu Island. Why would he still raise this question?
It can be seen that He Lingchuan's answer did not satisfy him.
"No." Qian Huan's eyes were blazing, "Who is behind you? Whose power is it to take away the Haoyuan Golden Mirror?"
There are only a few strong men in the world who can possess this kind of power, and he should recognize them. But what he feels is two parts familiar and eight parts unfamiliar.
During the more than 150 years since he was in seclusion, what happened in the world?
He Lingchuan secretly adjusted his breath and pointed at the sand table beside him: "The Immortal Lord must have more questions about Miao Zhantian."
Qian Huan frowned slightly. This human was reminding him that he was facing a formidable enemy, so don't worry about trivial matters and resolve the main contradiction first.
However, this young man is only in his early twenties. He was pulled by the two rules of the chain and the Haoyuan Golden Mirror just now, but he did not fall apart - you know, even a giant elephant with profound knowledge will be pulled by the ruthless power of the law.
Although his body and legs were separated, the young man remained intact, only a little tired.
Xiao Wencheng took out the eaves bell and presented it to Qian Huan respectfully: "This is the token that Lingshan gave to the owner of He Island."
Qian Huan just grabbed the eaves bell, and then the bell swayed without any wind.
Dingxing, Dingxing, Dingxing...
When this thing was in He Lingchuan's hands, it had never been so active. No matter how strong the wind blew, it was silent.
The sound of the bell sounded like a code, or as if the bell was informing its master. He Lingchuan's eyes moved slightly. Is Lingshan trying to convey any message to Qian Huan through this bell?
It is a message that cannot be heard by others, nor can it be heard by the messenger himself, that is, He Lingchuan.
The ringtone was short and stopped after a few seconds.
Qian Huan's eyes moved around, with such unfocused indifference. Xiao Wencheng, who was familiar with him, knew that this was the Immortal being deep in thought.