After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 604 Xushan Shanze

  If the gods confirm that the Dafang pot is in Panlong City, then it will not be such a temptation for it.

  He Lingchuan also heaved a sigh of relief. So, with the **** bone protecting him, is he safe?

   It seems wrong. In the end, Panlong City could not escape its fall, and it was almost the same fate as Yuan Kingdom.

   That is to say, the gods probably found out the whereabouts of the Dafang pot again.

  Mitian said a key word:

   breath.

  The breath of the generous pot.

  Under what circumstances would the breath of the Dafang pot leak out and be sensed by the lid?

  He Lingchuan recalled the horror he felt on the white jade steps in front of the Star Picking Tower.

  Because the lid of the pot is in the Zhaixing Building, so the divine bone necklace conveyed the impatience of the Dafang pot?

  The two fetishes were originally one, and of course it instinctively desires to be complete again.

   No wonder, no wonder when Zhu Erniang from the Demon's Nest Swamp asked him to go to Xushan, the reaction of the Divine Bone Necklace was so violent. For it, even if it eats all the treasures in the world, which one can compare to its original pot lid?

   "Is the distance the key to the mutual echo between these two treasures? The closer the distance, the stronger the gravitational force and the stronger the induction?" Zhong Shengguang also speculated, then shook his head and denied himself, "Obviously not, it won't be that simple."

  Yes, it will not be that simple. Because the Twilight Plain and Lingxu City are thousands of miles away, when the second phantom scene occurred in the ruins of Qianxing City, the gods immediately sent Bai Ziqi to investigate; Not long after the shadow swallowed the nightmare, Bai Ziqi rushed to Baisha.

   It can be seen that Tianshen detects the position of the Dafang pot, not only by distance changes.

   "Think about it the other way—" Zhong Shengguang pondered, "When will the divine bone necklace not be able to cover the breath of the generous pot?"

   "When the Dafang pot releases a lot of energy, or interacts strongly with the outside world."

  The voice of a fourth person suddenly sounded at the scene.

  The red general came lightly, wearing thin leather armor and no mask.

  She jumps right in over the wall, without even needing the guards to open the door for her.

   "At that time, the Tianluo star will light up."

  He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

  Shao Jian immediately got up to face each other, Zhong Shengguang frowned and looked at Mi Tian: "You knew it a long time ago, but you didn't tell me?"

   "Other gods can perceive the Dafang Pot, and I can also sense that the lid is in Lingxu City through the Dafang Pot. The artifact is one and of course echoes each other from a distance." Mi Tian said lightly, "You can't use the Dafang Pot, so what's the benefit of knowing more?"

  She thought that Zhong Shengguang didn't need to know.

   "The last time you were defeated was because of your arrogance." Zhong Shengguang raised his glass to her, "Do you want to repeat the same mistakes?"

  Suddenly displeased, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

  Zhong Shengguang drank slowly without panicking.

  Mi Tian glanced at him and Shao Jian separately: "Spread out the Xinglongzhu as soon as possible, so that we can follow up."

   Facing this god, Shao Jian didn't dare to be as arrogant as Zhong Shengguang, and immediately bowed to answer.

  Mi Tian turned around and strode away.

  The room fell into silence for a moment, and no one said a word.

  Zhong Shengguang drank two more glasses of wine.

  Shao Jian reckoned that the Red General had gone far away and could not hear the two of them talking, so he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Wu regret that child, is he still there?"

  Zhong Shengguang didn't answer, but put down his glass and said, "You drank too much, and you have to set off tomorrow morning."

  He beckoned Lingchuan to come forward: "Help him back to the hospital to rest, drink more hangover soup."

   "Yes." He Lingchuan wanted to help Shao Jian, but the man waved his hand, "No, I'm not that drunk."

  He stood up, staggered and walked out.

  …

  Early the next morning, at the station in the southern suburbs of Panlong City.

  Shao Jian left the city with other caravans, without special treatment.

  Many people saw off at the long pavilion here.

  Zhong Shengguang, dressed in normal clothes and a veiled hat, also came to see his old friend off.

  The two patted each other on the shoulder, looking at each other speechlessly.

  There is a long way to go here, and the mountains are high and the water is long. I don't know when we will meet again.

   Each has its own ideals and each has its own important responsibilities.

  Each has its own persistence, each has its own crisis.

  Thousands of words, finally turned into a precious sentence.

   "Let's go back!" Shao Jian rode out ten feet away and turned his head. Seeing that Zhong Shengguang was still standing still, he couldn't help waving his hands and laughing. "In a few years, I will definitely come back to drink with you!"

  His figure gradually faded away. Zhong Shengguang watched his friend leave, as if standing like a statue.

   There was a flute sound somewhere, melodious.

  Shao Jian probably heard it too. He turned his head to look at the short hill next to the post station, as if raising his hand to say goodbye to someone. He Lingchuan saw the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes.

  Who's there?

  On the way back to the city, Zhong Shengguang was silent all the way.

   Entering the official office, he turned to He Lingchuan and said, "Your task has been successfully completed, go back, there is a record in the Pengcheng office."

   These days, He Lingchuan's task is to protect Shao Jian's safety.

   Now that the guest has left Panlong City, his mission is over.

"yes."

  Zhong Shengguang left on his own, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

  His back is a bit bleak.

  Hu stayed by Shao Jian's side for a long time, and never came home. He Lingchuan wanted to go out and call for a donkey cart, but someone posted a notice on the notice wall of the government office.

  He Lingchuan took a look, and it turned out that Wenxiantang had updated the lecture courses.

  Open classes need to be informed seven days in advance.

  He browsed quickly and found that the second class was "Selected Flute, Fingering and Music Score".

   Ah, I didn’t see it, I didn’t see it.

   His eyes continued to look down, and he automatically skipped several lessons, but none of them were interested.

   But the guy who changed the course was careless and only tore off most of last week's notice, leaving a small half of the paper stuck on the wall.

  He Lingchuan found a lecture on this torn paper:

  "Independence from the World-Where are the ancient monsters now?" ", the speaker Xu Shichu.

  Hiss, this is not about Zhu Erniang?

   Besides, the name of the speaker is familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

  He Lingchuan looked at the opening time again—

   What a coincidence, it's in progress. Hurry up now, maybe it's still too late.

  He immediately went out and took a donkey cart: "Go ask Xiantang, hurry up!"

  …

  Ask the tiankeng where Xiantang is located. It is crowded with people today, and the audience is twice as large as usual.

  He Lingchuan came late and wanted to squeeze in, without even a foothold, which shows the popularity of this class.

  He had to lean on the stone pillar.

   There is still a little gap here, and no one wants to be next to the stone pillar in winter, so that the heart feels cold.

  He Lingchuan also shivered.

  He remembered who Xu Shichu was on the road:

  Sun Fuling's mentor, the head of Shumin Academy, or the dean.

  The white-bearded dean he imagined, looks only about forty in appearance, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and a refined demeanor.

  He Lingchuan often attends lectures at Wenxiantang, but this is the first time he has seen Xu Shichu.

  The dean doesn’t come often, but he is very popular. You can tell by the crowds in the tiankeng.

  This class has been taught for an hour, and it is coming to an end soon. The theoretical part has been finished, and now it is time for public questions. Someone probably asked Zhu Erniang earlier. After all, this is a living example of an ancient fairy, and she is also a neighbor and business partner of Panlong City. Cough, although there have been some unpleasant little festivals before.

  Xu Shichu's opinion is similar to what He Lianchen said back then, and He Lingchuan suspects that the two often communicate in private. Anyway, He Lianchen often goes to Shumin Academy to attend classes, doesn't he?

  The aura of heaven and earth is declining, and the once powerful demons are like stranded whales. They can only die with hatred if they can't wait for the next high tide. Few of the ancient demon immortals have survived to this day. Even if there is, it is probably like Zhu Erniang's way of prolonging life by taking the method of seizing the house, but the cultivation base can't take care of it.

   If the aura cannot be revived, time is their worst enemy.

  Seizing the house is risky, and many immortals have disappeared because of it.

  Seeing that there are other people who are eager to try, He Lingchuan interrupted the question without waiting for Xu Shichu to finish the last few words: "Then there is no immortality from ancient times that can survive without molting or seizing the body, and can maintain its own demon fairy?"

  His behavior was a bit rude, but Xu Shichu didn't care:

   "To survive in the present world, this kind of big monster must have unique advantages, and can continuously obtain more aura in the current environment to maintain its own needs."

   Speaking of this, Xu Shichu fell into deep thought.

  It is not easy to find an example in today's environment.

  He thought for a while, and He Lingchuan simply stated his intentions: "President Xu, can the mountains of Xushan be counted as one?"

  As soon as the word "Xushan" came out, Xu Shichu suddenly raised his head, pointed at him and said:

   "Forget it, of course it does! Yes, that's right, Xushan Shanze is the still alive ancient monster! You gave a good example, a good one!"

  Everyone became interested immediately. How awesome is it for this kind of big guy to live up to now?

  Xu Shichu said seriously: "The name of this Shanze is called Yuju."

   On the board beside him, he wrote "岨烧" in large characters.

   Don't say that the soldiers and civilians in Panlong City don't understand it, just like He Lingchuan, who travels all over the world, is also... hey wait, where did he seem to have heard of this name before?

  岨色, literally means fire in the stone mountain.

"This is a powerful but extremely low-key monster. Very few people have seen its true face in this world, because it has been dormant for at least ninety-nine years and ten months in a hundred years." Xu Shichu continued to explain, "Its identity It is also very special, since ancient times, it has been a great guardian spirit beast!"

   As soon as the voice fell, a buzzing discussion erupted from the audience.

  He Lingchuan also subconsciously stood up straight.

  Everyone knows that the location of Bega Spiritual Void City is the original site of the Great Return. By saying this, Dean Xu is telling everyone, is the spirit beast that guards the mountain still alive?

  If it is alive, who is it guarding the mountain for now?

   "Yes, that's right, just as you think." Xu Shichu said, "The current Juju is already the patron saint of Xushan Mountain!"

  Xuan Mountain...?

  He Lingchuan's heart froze.

"The predecessor of Xushan Mountain was called Shou'an Mountain. It is the mountain of Shou'an Mountain no matter in the period of Dazong or in modern times." Xu Shichu said, "It was born in lava. In ancient times, it was a head that could reach a height of one hundred feet. (more than three hundred meters) rock fire monster!"

  (end of this chapter)