After the immortal disappeared

He Lingchuan also knew that the moment he pried open the Haoyuan Golden Mirror and awakened Qianhuan Zhenren, he put himself in danger - being targeted by Tiangong and Bai Ziqi was bad enough, and now there was another ancient Zhenxian.

So after he was sure that the Dafanghu could pry open the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, he did not act immediately, but instead hinted to the immortals of Huanzong to attack Banqiu Lighthouse.

Once Huanzong suffered heavy losses, He Lingchuan successfully created a situation where the immortal sect was in great trouble and was in a precarious situation. After waking up, Qianhuan would not attack him immediately because of the situation and pressure.

After all, more than half of the immortals of Huanzong had died, and Qianhuan had to win over and use all the available forces, and all doubts had to be put aside.

Fortunately, Miao Zhantian was very powerful, and his plan went smoothly.

He Lingchuan and Qianhuan looked at each other, both of them looked normal on the surface, but they were thinking a lot in their hearts.

"Interesting." Qian Huan suddenly asked, "Have you ever caused trouble in Lingxu City?"

"Not really." He Lingchuan shook his head, "I destroyed the Star-Picking Tower in the Heavenly Palace; it was Lingshan who released the giant beasts from the Fu Realm to attack Lingxu City."

This must be clearly distinguished.

"How many people died at that time?"

"Tens of thousands of casualties."

"The Fu beasts had the opportunity to attack Lingxu City, and the source was you. Even if you didn't release them yourself, you were more or less contaminated by the karma." Qian Huan tilted his head, "But I see that you are very clean, with almost no karma entanglement."

As long as he concentrates on observing, he can see that the karma on others is like silk and thread, intertwined.

Some people talk about benevolence and morality, but Qian Huan can see at a glance that they are entangled in evil karma, almost wrapping them up like cocoons, and that these people indulge in evil in private, and are two-faced, that is, the so-called beasts in human clothing.

In his eyes, all of this is exposed.

"No? Great!" He Lingchuan looked relieved. "After the disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, I still felt a little guilty. After listening to the words of the Immortal Venerable today, I feel relieved. It means that these retributions are not counted on my head."

This old guy is really powerful. He can see the karma of others!

Yes, the old turtle monster by the Immortal Lake in the past could see a little bit. The one in front of him is a real immortal in ancient times. His eyesight should also be extraordinary.

After hearing his answer, Qian Huan frowned rarely. Is that so?

The karma can be so clean, either he has been practicing in the temple for a lifetime, not hearing worldly affairs, and not being entangled by worldly karma, or he is a child under four or five years old.

The young man in front of him has a deep look, seemingly peaceful, but in fact he is full of murderous aura. It seems that he has blood debts on his hands. How can he look like a naive person?

Is there any way to cover up karma?

Well, is it the effect of that treasure? I haven't heard of it before.

Dong Rui's eyes rolled around when he heard this. He looked at Qian Huan and then at He Lingchuan, thinking that this old man could also make mistakes?

Who is He Lingchuan? How many earth-shaking things has he done since he caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace! Without mentioning anything else, let's just say that what he did in Yao Kingdom indirectly killed the King of Yao, and Yao Kingdom was also destroyed. How many people lost their heads overnight, and their future and destiny were changed overnight. Are these causes and effects not counted on He Lingchuan at all?

Absolutely impossible.

But Qian Huan's eyesight should not be easy to make mistakes. Where did these karmas go?

Lost?

"So, what about General Hong?" He Lingchuan changed the subject, "She also entered the Tao through martial arts? But her cultivation seems to have no upper limit."

He has always hoped to find the answer to this question.

"General Hong is a special case. She is not an orthodox practitioner." Qian Huan half-turned his head and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. "Strictly speaking, she is not even a 'human'. In the end, she did not have a good end."

"She is not a human?" He Lingchuan was surprised. "Then what is she? Demigod or half-immortal?"

Qian Huan walked back and looked at He Lingchuan: "I thought you knew something."

Even if this is just a Dharma body, his eyes still make people feel very pressured.

Why does he think that He Lingchuan should know?

"Looking at flowers in the fog, you can never get close." He Lingchuan sighed, "After all, it happened more than 150 years ago. The truth is either buried in history or in the hands of an immortal like you."

Dong Rui was not interested in General Hong, but when he heard this, he immediately thought of the wind god believed in by the people of Yinzhu Island.

The truth can be covered up, and faith can be deceived.

Qian Huan's long eyebrows moved, and he spread his hands: "Look, am I a human?"

He now looks like a human.

"No." Qian Huan is a mirage fairy. This appearance is just a transformation. Who knows what its true body looks like?

Qian Huan asked again: "What kind of person is considered a human?"

"A human body and a human soul are human beings." As a master of demon puppets, Dong Rui actually has more say than He Lingchuan on what is a "human". "No matter how similar your body is to a human, your soul is not human after all. Just like a demon in the skin of a fairy, it is still a demon after all."

"Okay." Qian Huan's eyes, in addition to being indifferent, were a little strange in He Lingchuan's eyes. "General Hong is the same. Her composition is so strong that even I have to say 'monster' when I see her."

Monster? What kind of composition is that?

When the sky gradually brightened, Xiao Wencheng ran back from the beginning and reported to Qian Huan: "The Xuan Jing has been sold out."

Without the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, he had to go up and down the Shilong Peak by himself.

After today, there was no point in keeping the Xuan Jing in the Xianguang Cave.

Qian Huan raised his chin towards Xiao Wencheng: "Exquisite blood bead."

Xiao Wencheng immediately found a box, opened it, and presented it respectfully.

Qian Huan picked up a red hollow ball from the box and looked at it in the light.

"You couldn't use it just now because the conditions were not ripe." He pointed to the sand table casually, "Now it can be used."

After that, he blew at the blood bead and threw it back into the box.

He Lingchuan noticed at first glance that the ball seemed to be carved from tree roots. After Qian Huan blew, it seemed to awaken something, and a wisp of red smoke began to float around inside.

Then, the divine bone necklace in his chest began to heat up again.

This guy has been silent for more than half a year, and suddenly became active after entering the Upside-down Sea. Is it because there are too many delicious foods here?

This ball of red mist, can it also eat it?

The red mist condensed into a human face in the ball and said to Qian Huan: "You actually came out of seclusion?"

The tone was a little surprised.

Qian Huan ignored him and handed Xiao Wencheng a black pendant the size of a quail egg, and then his figure gradually faded.

He disappeared, leaving only three lotus petals on the altar.

There was still a little water on the petals.

Xiao Wencheng held the root ball and said solemnly to the red smoke inside:

"In today's battle, if you help us defeat the demon, you can regain your freedom! From now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and no one will restrict you anymore."

The root gap of the small ball was obviously large, but the red mist couldn't squeeze out, so he just said: "Which demon is coming?"

"Feng He, Zhao You."

Red Face yawned.

"And their righteous god Miao Zhantian."

Red Face was startled: "Miao Zhantian is here too, isn't that your master's mortal enemy? I won't go, I can't beat him."

Dong Rui touched his nose on the side, this thing is a bit honest.

Xiao Wencheng said: "I won't let you fight Miao Zhantian alone."

Hongying was uncertain: "Will Qianhuan take action?"

Xiao Wencheng replied: "This is the Upside-Down Sea, and the Immortal has been in seclusion here for many years."

This answer seemed irrelevant, but Hongying understood: Miao Zhantian broke into Qianhuan's cave with bad intentions, and Qianhuan would definitely fight back.

It was silent.

Xiao Wencheng continued to persuade: "If you miss today, you will have no chance in the future. At most in two hundred years, you will be completely refined!"

"That's Miaozhantian!" Hongwu laughed, "I'm afraid I'll be gone once I go there, so there's no need to wait for two hundred years."

Xiao Wencheng picked up the black pendant and shook it gently in front of it: "Do you know what this is?"

Hongwu leaned over and sniffed it deeply, a little surprised: "The crop of the ghost hawk? How many heads does it have?"

"Five heads." Xiao Wencheng said, "If you agree to fight, this crop will be yours."

Even He Lingchuan could see Hongwu's intention, but he still said: "Too few people died, I won't go either."

Xiao Wencheng held the red ball and walked to the edge of the sand table: "See for yourself."

Damaged by the space-time rift, the central and southern parts of Yinzhu Island are now devastated, with towns and buildings in ruins.

There were originally nearly 10,000 residents nearby, but less than one in ten survived today.

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui could not bear to watch such a tragic scene, but Hong Wu said with a sigh: "That's better."

Xiao Wencheng pointed to the Banqiu Lighthouse and the mine: "Several people died on the battlefield here, not only the demons in the guise of immortals, but also..."

He didn't say anything else.

Hong Wu hummed: "Give me the crop stone and swear an oath."

Xiao Wencheng took a stick of incense from the incense burner in the shrine, used it as a pen, and wrote the oath on the talisman paper.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dong Rui explained to He Lingchuan in a low voice:

"Ghost owls are extremely powerful and ferocious monster birds in ancient times. They feed on other monsters. The more powerful they are, the more heads they have. It is said that the most powerful nine-headed ghost owls love to eat phoenix cubs, and often conflict with the phoenix clan because of hunting young birds. Their crop stones are ground with too much flesh and resentment of monsters, so they are powerful materials. But they don't eat mortals, just like tigers don't lick ants."

Xiao Wencheng's talisman was an oath made in the name of the Illusion Sect. After writing it, it was circled on the incense burner three times.

Then, every stroke on the talisman paper faintly revealed a red light.

The oath took effect.

He pressed the talisman paper into the red ball, and the face condensed by the red mist became a little clearer, with a head, face and neck.

As soon as the talisman paper touched the red mist, it turned into a chain and tied it around its neck.

The handwriting on the talisman paper still flashed red on the chain.

Xiao Wencheng said in a deep voice: "If you fulfill the agreement, the chain will open automatically."

After that, he threw the ghost hawk's grain stone into the root ball.

The human face condensed from the red mist swallowed the grain stone without chewing it, just smacked his lips: "It's a small help. If your master hadn't insisted on reducing my cultivation, why would I have to work so hard to deal with these bastards today?"