He Chunhua immediately said: "You are just a ghost in a pot! Why should I sacrifice you?"
Yes! Chuan'er is long gone. What he sacrificed was an evil ghost in human skin. He has a clear conscience!
He Lingchuan laughed: "Naluotian's divine seal mark was planted many years ago, long before we entered the Panlong Ruins last time. How do you want to defend this? - Father!"
The last two words were squeezed out from between the teeth, "the bitterness is great and the hatred is deep."
He Chunhua was speechless for a moment.
This is an Achilles' heel, and once you hit it, there is no solution.
Qiu Hu spit on the ground and said, "You're deceiving yourself!"
He basically understood it. General He admitted personally that he had rewarded the gods, sacrificed his own children, and identified his eldest son as an evil spirit...
A little crazy?
He Lingchuan let out a long laugh: "That's all, it's all about father and son. Today I will fulfill my father's wish! Where is Naluotian's clone? I'll just let it come!"
Qiu Hu was startled: "No, absolutely no!"
This young master has always been shrewd, decisive and skillful. He looks like a wise master. Is it possible that he wants to commit a crime at such a critical moment?
He Chunhua was also shocked.
The spell on He Lingchuan's wrist was still glowing, so it was supposed to have taken effect. He had been talking to the resentful ghost for a long time. Why didn't God Naraku come?
Suddenly a few thunders flashed across the sky.
Usually lightning is blazing white, or a little reddish-purple, but these lightning bolts are very strange, actually shining with a miserable green light.
The entire Panlong City, no matter the buildings, streets or various sculptures, was temporarily illuminated by green light, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.
This kind of light and breath belong to Nailuotian, and He Chunhua is very familiar with it.
And the statue in his palm also began to tremble, and its whole body emitted a faint green light, as if in response.
The god was finally coming. He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked at his eldest son again, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings.
The absurdity that started more than ten years ago will end today.
Finally, he no longer had to worry about it.
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Panlong Desert.
The Jianyang disciples had left Panlong City long ago and were camping in the desert. A disciple pointed behind him and shouted: "Uncle, look!"
Ling Jinbao turned around and saw a red light rising into the sky from Panlong City!
Sure enough, the red light began in the ruins.
The disciples were itching: "Should we go back?"
Now that we're back in the city, we can still watch the excitement even if we don't have the soup, right?
Ling Jinbao looked at the beam of light in thought.
The disciples asked twice before he came back to his senses: "Just stay here!"
Isn't this trip just for grabbing treasures and fighting passionately? Everyone was bored, but they couldn't disobey their orders, so they had to take a few white tarpaulins, put them on the sand and rocks, and sit down on the sand dunes.
Ling Jinbao simply lay down and put his hands behind his head.
This damn place is extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night, but the night view is really nice, with stars hanging over the plains and vast fields.
After a long time, when he yawned for the fourth time, the disciples couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
It was so leisurely to watch.
"Watch the door." Ling Jinbao took out the water bag and drank some water, "Tonight the red light appeared earlier than the previous times. Why?"
The last few times the red light appeared, it was near midnight; tonight it was earlier than midnight, why?
How is tonight different from the previous few days? Is it because of the arrival of explorers?
What does Dafanghu want to do to the explorers who enter Panlong Ruins?
He couldn't figure this out, so he didn't dare to stay in the city rashly.
Of course the disciples couldn't answer this kind of question, and Ling Jinbao didn't expect them either.
Just as he was watching and thinking, the range of the red light suddenly changed, from a straight beam of light to suddenly expanding to the entire Panlong Ruins!
"Wow!" The disciples of Jianyang Sect exclaimed in unison.
Under their gaze, the entire Panlong Ruins was shrouded in red light!
But this expansion only lasted for about two or three breaths, and then the red light disappeared!
"What happened?" The Jianyang disciples were only more than 200 feet away from the south gate of Panlong Ruins, so they could fully see the changes in the red light.
Suddenly someone jumped up: "Look at the city gate! The man standing on the city gate has disappeared!"
Not only the disciples of Jianyang Sect wanted to climb up to see the whole situation, but the people from Baling had already done so. Bao Guanjie arranged for three or four people to climb up to the South City Gate to inspect the happenings in the city.
Sitting on the sand dune, Ling Jinbao and others could view the majestic South City Gate and see the figures of the Baling people walking back and forth.
But after the red light passed, the city gate turned out to be empty.
What about those Baling people?
Even the most daring practitioners feel their scalp numb at this moment.
Everyone in the city was swallowed up by the red light?
The disciples swallowed: "Uncle Ling is so wise!"
Otherwise, they will follow in the footsteps of the people in the city!
Ling Jinbao said nothing and looked heavy.
The red light in this city looks like a trap.
But even if people know it, they still have to fly to the flames.
At this moment, Ling Jinbao actually saw someone on the sand dune next to him.
The group of sixteen or seventeen people didn't know when they arrived, and they all looked at Panlong City's red light soaring into the sky just like Jianyang Gate.
There have been a lot of adventurers in the Panlong Desert recently, and Ling Jinbao doesn't take them seriously.
However, the other party actually sent a person over, climbed over the rugged hills, and asked the Jianyang disciples: "Looking at the direction you are coming from, are you coming from Panlong City?"
The Jianyang disciples frowned and looked at him: "Who are you?" He didn't even say hello, and he was aggressive from the beginning.
So rude.
"We come from Tiangong and go to the Panlong Desert to do business." This person didn't say anything bad, but he just had the arrogance of "I'm too lazy to tell you more."
"Oh." Ling Jinbao nodded, "Yes."
Then he shut his mouth tightly.
The other party was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was answering the previous question, so he immediately asked: "What happened in the city?"
Ling Jinbao tilted his head and said to his disciples: "Let's go."
They walked back and ignored anyone.
The man caught up with him and his tone softened a lot: "You guys, please stay... If you are willing to share your experiences in the city, we will be very grateful!"
Ling Jinbao ignored him and just walked away.
This person said a few more words, but seeing no response from any of them, he said with a straight face: "You..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I asked you to come up to the peak and talk to me." Ling Jinbao interrupted him, "You are not qualified yet."
No matter how bad he is, he is still the chief elder of Jianyang Clan. So what if the opposite is Tiangong? Can any cat or dog be sent over to ask for directions?
The man opened his mouth, but seeing that he was about to leave again, he had no choice but to turn around and run back.
I don’t know how the other person communicated. Anyway, this person pointed at everyone in Jianyang Gate while talking, and it seemed that he didn’t have anything nice to say.
Then, the opponent's leader came over.
This man was in his fifties, with a slim build and a particularly finely trimmed jaw and beard. He looked particularly energetic.
"I'm sorry, I just hired this new servant, so I don't know the etiquette." He clasped his fists as soon as he arrived, "May I ask how you call me?"
"Jianyang Gate, Ling Jinbao."
"Mr. Ling," the man said with a smile, "I am He Jing, the Duyun Envoy of Zhaixing Tower. This time, I was ordered by the Tiangong to go to the Panlong Desert on an errand."
Ling Jinbao was moved.
Du Yunshi? This smiling guy is actually Du Yunshi?
The Heavenly Palace in Lingxu City is world-famous. Following the chief envoy Duyun are the four (deputy) envoys Duyun. They have a distinguished status and a transcendent status. Even the Demon Emperor of Bejia must treat them with courtesy.
How could a person of this status suddenly appear in Panlong City, thousands of miles away from Xu Mountain?
Are you here for the big square pot? That would be too fast.
Bejia's territory is vast, and it would take time for the news of the changes in the Panlong Desert to reach Lingxu City from the western part of the Yuan Kingdom. It would also take a lot of time for the Duyun envoy to come here from Lingxu City after hearing the news.
How come it’s so timely, just in time for the birth of the Dafang Pot?
"It turns out to be Ambassador He." Faced with such a person, Ling Jinbao planned to give up as soon as he could. "We walked around the city a few times and saw that everything was dilapidated and there was nothing new, so we came out."
In a few words, he recounted what he had seen and heard in the city previously.
He Jing asked: "The red light just appeared, maybe it was the arrival of a rare treasure. Why didn't Mr. Ling return to the city?"
Ling Jinbao looked back at the red beam of light and shook his head: "It feels ominous and I don't want to go back."
At this time, He Jing's men suddenly ran over holding a mirror: "Your Excellency, there is a picture in the Haofang Mirror!"
Is there a picture?
Out of curiosity, Ling Jinbao stopped and watched, but what he saw in the mirror was not He Jing's face, but scenes of rapidly changing scenes.
The dilapidated buildings, neat streets, and the dragon head pattern on half of the earthen walls flashed by...
Hey, he had seen this pattern before in Panlong City.
In other words, what is shown in the mirror is the scene inside Panlong City?
And this way of reflection is as if the mirror borrows someone's perspective. Whatever he sees, He Jing can also see.
Ling Jinbao peeked around and He Jing frowned secretly, but then pointed at the picture and asked him:
"Mr. Ling, who are these people on this road?"
"These?" Ling Jinbao is quite familiar with the forces in Panlong City now, "They seem to be from Anton."
"Antonian?"
Ling Jinbao pointed to the north: "They and the Yuan Kingdom divided the Panlong Desert to rule. I heard that they just attacked Blackwater City a few days ago and suffered a huge defeat."
He Jing said oh.
Ling Jinbao simply pointed out all the forces that appeared in the picture to him one by one.
When he heard that Da Sima, the archenemy of the Yuan Army, also sent people to the scene, He Jing frowned: "Is it just a coincidence? There are so many passers-by gathered in Panlong City tonight, and there are still disputes between them."
"The strange phenomena in Panlong City have intensified in the past few days, and a phantom city has appeared in the sky. Who doesn't want to come and find out?" Ling Jinbao glanced at He Jing, "I think He Dushi came here for this reason, why didn't he go in before?
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Two teams clearly came from Tiangong. Why did Zhang Lianhai enter Panlong City while the senior official named He stayed outside the city?
Ling Jinbao had a hunch that He Jing had been here a long time ago, but he just didn't go in.
Regarding Bejia's big news a while ago, he only heard about the rebellion in Xushan Shanze and the chaos in Zhaixing Tower and Lingxu City, but he didn't know that a sacred object was lost in Zhaixing Tower and it was related to the big square pot.