Then, the mirage said to He Lingchuan: "Okay, very good. You have made great achievements and deserve a heavy reward. After today's matter, I will talk to you in detail."
He Lingchuan knew that Qian Huan's mention of "detailed discussion" meant that he was still worried about the power behind He Lingchuan.
Xiao Wencheng pointed to the sand table: "Immortal Lord, the Tiangong team has entered the second lighthouse boundary and is heading north towards Shilong Peak."
This sand table shows everything that happened on the ground of Yinzhu Island, including the Tiangong team.
What he was most worried about happened:
Tiangong directly gave up the lighthouse tactic and wanted a quick victory. He Xiao was right, Miao Zhantian had lost his patience.
While Qian Huan walked towards the sand table, Dong Rui gestured and asked He Lingchuan:
Isn’t this Qian Huan’s true deity?
He Lingchuan shook his head. This is just Qian Huan's external appearance, which can change its appearance.
The best tool for observing the enemy's situation is the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, but this treasure has been given to He Xiao in the name of Huan Sect. Qian Huan has countless magical powers, and he will not be stingy enough to ask for it back immediately.
He rolled up his sleeves and gently shook the sand table twice with his parallel fingers. A colorless and transparent round cover appeared under his hand, covering the entire sand table.
Then, the landscapes, people, villages, towns, wharfs, cars and boats, everything in the sand table took on color.
The characters, which were originally made of gravel, now look like the real thing, without any graininess. Even the characters, which are not much bigger than a fly head, have expressions on their faces and wrinkles on their clothes.
Inside the circular cover, on top of the sand table, is a miniature Silver Bead Island, which is almost a scaled-down replica.
Even the sky over Pocket Island is filled with clouds.
In the blink of an eye, Qianhuan Zhenren transformed the original sand table, not only making it more concrete, but also no longer having a single function.
It can be clearly seen from the sand table that the Tiangong team bypassed Yu Village and continued to march north. Of course, Banqiu Lighthouse and Yu Village were gone, leaving only a nearly circular giant depression on the scene, like someone holding a spoon
A large piece was cut out, and the peaks were cut to create valleys.
This is the trace left by the implosion of Elder Xu’s soul.
Elder Liu, who had always been silent, looked at it and felt sad.
Thousands of years of friendship between the same family, once the heaven and earth are separated forever.
"Miao Zhantian's skin is seriously injured. Xu Lixing is indeed the pillar of our Huan Sect, brave and strong." Qian Huan's words made Xiao Wencheng sweat all over his back, "But what you did is stupid! Someone reminds you that you still need to be careful.
Leave it to chance and go your own way!"
Xiao Wencheng knew that what he was talking about was how he ordered his junior brothers to rush to Banqiu Lighthouse, so he had to bow his head and admit his responsibility: "My disciple is incompetent and has caused the immortal death of all junior brothers. Please punish me!"
Qian Huan remained silent and looked at He Lingchuan again. He knew everything that happened in Wenhui Pavilion. He Lingchuan gave two suggestions at that time, but also gave corresponding reminders. He was indeed extremely benevolent and could not fault anything.
But Qian Huan will not ignore why the elders insist on attacking Banqiu Lighthouse.
Language is an art. If you can't fault it, it doesn't mean you haven't misled people. As a mirage, Qian Huan is a master at misleading people.
Was the quarrel between this young man and Xu Laosi intentional or unintentional?
He often uses sign language when talking to his companions, just to prevent Qian Huan and Xiao Wencheng from eavesdropping. Therefore, what is expressed in sign language is their true words, right?
He didn't specify, he just looked at the sand table.
Xiao Wencheng composed himself and said in a low voice: "Miao Zhantian hid in the Tiangong team and did not go straight to Shilong Peak. He probably wanted to recover from his injuries. He also waited to observe and observe the reaction of the Immortal Lord."
On the sand table, the Tiangong team headed towards the Shilong Mountains, and Miao Zhantian and his skin disappeared again. Elder Xu made a last-ditch effort and finally bought Huanzong some time.
"It's a bit strange that he used the space-time rift this time." Qian Huan knew very well the level of his disciples. Miao Zhantian could defeat them by borrowing the skin of a true immortal, but he had to kill them all at the same time. Theory
Impossible.
But Miao Zhantian did it.
He Lingchuan immediately asked: "In other words, Miao Zhantian has almost reached its full glory this time, without losing its strength?"
"It remains to be seen." Qian Huan's face sank like water. Miao Zhantian wouldn't dare to enter this sea of confusion if he had nothing to rely on. "The silver shuttle that swallowed Banqiu has a faint aura of Hongmeng, or it can be called
Only the power of chaos can tear apart the void and devour my disciples!"
Xiao Wencheng's expression changed: "The power of chaos? This has touched the origin of the world!"
No wonder his junior brothers couldn't escape. Not to mention that they couldn't handle it with human power, and their immortal power wasn't that strong either.
He Lingchuan was puzzled: "After being swallowed by the void, where did the elders go?"
The shuttle Miao Zhantian took out was stained with the power of chaos in the world? He immediately thought of the red shadow in the big square pot, which was also called chaos.
No wonder the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, one of the ancient treasures, couldn't defeat it, and I don't know what Dafang Hu used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror for.
"They may be crushed by the void on the spot, or they may fall into the turbulence of time and space." Xiao Wencheng whispered, "Whether they are dead or alive, we will probably never see them again."
From then on, life and death were separated.
He Lingchuan had doubts in his heart: "I heard that several elders of the Huan Sect once entered Yaozi Lake and never returned?"
"They were just trapped during my retreat."
"It is not appropriate for them to show up now, lest they be discovered by the Heavenly Palace." Xiao Wencheng said, "Miao Zhantian thought that the Immortal Lord was still in seclusion. This is an advantage and can be used."
Qian Huan hummed and said to Xiao Wencheng: "Activate all the Xuan Jing stocks. After today, we won't need them anymore."
"Yes." Xiao Wencheng came out of the cabinet in response, took two steps and disappeared from the place.
This was a big deal, he had to go to Xianguang Cave himself.
After Wu Shoudao betrayed his master and stole the Xuan Jing, the procedures for collecting Xuan Jing from Xianguang Cave became extremely strict.
When the head of the family comes in person, of course the green light is given.
He walked all the way to the bottom of the Immortal Light Cave and handed the instructions to the Scale Demon with his own hands.
This time, the Scale Demon did not take out the Xuan Jing and gave it to him. Instead, he opened the mechanism at the bottom, revealing a large black hole with a diameter of at least three feet.
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Thousands of weights jumped out of the treasure house, carrying each box of mysterious crystals over and dumping them into the big hole with a crash.
This is not a small-diameter bag like a bottomless bag. The Scale Demon can pour tens of thousands of kilograms into it in an instant.
But this big hole is still bottomless, and so many mysterious crystals have been poured in that you can't even hear the sound of water.
This is also a bottomless pit.
In Wenhui Pavilion, Master Qian Huan turned around and took two steps. A gust of wind blew, and his figure became a little scattered.
Is this old guy going to disappear? He Lingchuan immediately said: "Immortal Master, stay here. I have something to ask you!"
He extended a helping hand in the crisis of the upside-down sea, and Huan Sect from top to bottom must accept this kindness. Now he wants to ask a few questions, Master Qian Huan cannot be so stingy that he refuses to say anything. So Qian Huan stopped
As he stepped down, his body shape stopped changing, and he turned his head slightly.
This was waiting for He Lingchuan to ask questions, and he didn't waste time:
"What does it feel like to be one with the Upside Down Sea? Can you clearly perceive everything that happens in the cave?"
He immediately started seeking knowledge. After all, opportunities to ask questions to true immortals were rare even in ancient times.
Master Qian Huan obviously knew about He Lingchuan's previous conversations with Xiao Wencheng and the elders of the Huan Sect.
Even Qian Huan didn't ask more about the battle between Huan Sect and Tiangong. He must have a better grasp than anyone else.
"The body is transformed into chaos, mysterious and mysterious." Qian Huan paused in his steps and turned around slowly, "Without knowledge or thought, he is omniscient and omnipotent."
These words were a bit mysterious. Dong Rui frowned and thought hard, but He Lingchuan secretly said, "That's it."
What Qian Huan said is that when he integrates into this small world, he is the world, and the world is him. He has no self-awareness and no ability to think, but he knows everything and can even lend his abilities to his disciples.
He Lingchuan also thought of the huge figure in the red sea of Dafanghu.
That giant monster that swallows everything is Chaos. And Qian Huan said that he turned into Chaos that turned upside down the small world of Hai?
So, what does chaos itself come from?
Dong Rui also came over to ask for answers: "Master Immortal, is the world under our feet really an illusion?"
The Fantasy Sect could previously use the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to change the landscape and display great magical powers, which was obviously borrowing the power of the fantasy world; but there are mines underground and spiritual grass can grow in the soil, which is very real.
Qian Huan did not answer directly: "Is it really important?"
Dong Rui shook his head honestly: "I don't understand."
Perhaps for the sake of them relieving the Huan Sect from danger, or perhaps for other reasons, Qian Huan showed rare patience towards them.
He casually pointed at the lotus on the altar table: "This flower is real, right?"
Dong Rui nodded.
Qian Huan casually took out a mirror, stood it on the side of the vase, and pointed at the lotus in the mirror: "The flowers in the mirror are illusions, right?"
Dong Rui nodded again.
"Come here."
Dong Rui followed the instructions and stood in front of the mirror, so that there was also Dong Rui in the mirror.
Qian Huan stretched out his hand and brushed it across the mirror, and the "Dong Rui" in the mirror moved. He looked left and right, as if he didn't notice the real person outside the mirror, but he saw the lotus in front of him.
He lowered his head and glanced twice, picked up a lotus flower, put it to his nose and smelled it, with an expression saying "it smells so good".
"For 'you' in the mirror, is this lotus real?"
"Yes. But... the 'me' in the mirror is not real."
"Are you sure?" Qian Huan said lightly, "How do you know?"
Dong Rui was dumbfounded: Since he is standing here, of course what he sees in the mirror is an illusion.
Qian Huan said again: "You see, the boundary between reality and illusion is this mirror, right?"
"...Yes." Outside the mirror is reality, but inside the mirror is illusion.
"What if this mirror disappears?" Qian Huan snapped his fingers, the mirror disappeared, and everything in the mirror naturally disappeared. "Are the flowers on the altar table real or fake?"
Dong Rui stretched out his hand and took out a lotus flower, and a few drops of water came out from the flower stem. The texture of the petals was not silky, but a little rough like cloth. This is the unique feel of lotus petals, "It's real."
"Really?" Qian Huan pointed to the side, "Look there again."