After the immortal disappeared

Throughout the ages, the only one who was qualified to be called "God" by Zhong Shengguang was not even Mitian, but the Dragon God!

At the last moment of his life, Zhong Shengguang could not be confused.

So, the Dragon God also exists in the Dafang Pot?

When He Lingchuan saw that scene in the image of the Dayan Dzi Bead, he had infinite associations in his mind.

The origin of the Dafang Pot was the fragments of Tianluo Star that were knocked down by the Dragon God, and it was refined by the hands of the immortals. The last time He Lingchuan returned to the Panlong Desert to plan to capture Narakutian's clone, he met Sanshui Zhenren who said that the Dafang Pot was not controlled by the immortals since its birth, but it seemed that it came into being through the hands of the immortals.

The Dragon God was so powerful and the strongest person closest to the way of heaven. Would he die so simply? It personally hit Tianluo Star, and although its body was annihilated, what about its consciousness?

For so long since he got the Dafang Pot, He Lingchuan never knew that the "God" existed.

How did Zhong Shengguang communicate with Dafanghu?

And his prayer to "God" was indeed successful. Although Panlong City was destroyed, the heroes were all collected in Dafanghu and continued to exist in the void unknown to the world.

In other words, "God" can represent the will of Dafanghu, if Dafanghu really has "will".

He Lingchuan scratched his head, and couldn't figure it out.

Even for him now, Dafanghu is still a mystery.

A familiar voice came from behind: "What can't be figured out?"

It turned out that he said this sentence unconsciously.

He Lingchuan turned his heel and saw Master Sun in green and yellow.

Peach blossom face, willow leaf eyebrows. She stood there, refreshing, like a blooming magnolia, without speaking, she first made people dispel three points of summer heat.

Even the cicada chirping in the tree seemed not so harsh.

No matter how many times he saw Sun Fuling, he would sigh that, except for Master Sun, no other beauty could blend her tenderness and brightness with the majestic and ancient Panlong City so perfectly.

She had a kind of wisdom that complemented the vicissitudes of the majestic city. As soon as He Lingchuan saw her, his heart calmed down.

Passersby saw her as if she was smiling but not smiling, and she wanted to say something but hesitated, but He Lingchuan, who was familiar with her, interpreted it as a little anger.

He had been away for too long this time, and he didn't often send letters back because of the busy war, which made the beauty unhappy.

"I can't figure it out, should I treat Master to steamed chicken or sashimi?"

Sun Fuling looked at him for a long time, and seeing that he was so tanned, but smiled shamelessly, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

"What kind of steamed chicken is it in such a hot day?"

He Lingchuan wanted to hold her hand, but as soon as she shook it off, he cried out.

"What's wrong?"

His face was miserable: "My arm was injured, and my tendons were almost cut off. It's not healed yet."

She glared at him: "Why are you reaching out?"

Even though she said that, she was soft-hearted. He Lingchuan grabbed her hand and walked shoulder to shoulder to the center of the street.

People were coming and going around them.

Everyone was busy with life, tired but meaningful.

Passing by a shop selling cold food, He Lingchuan threw down five copper coins and took a bamboo tube of cold drink.

This is licorice and black plum soup, with crushed ice in it. Take a sip, it's cool and refreshing.

If you want to have cold drinks on a hot day, you have to use the ice charm, so the price of this tube is more expensive than a meal of vegetables and meat.

Sun Fuling took the bamboo tube and whispered into his ears: "Were these battles difficult?"

"Difficult, so difficult that I almost lost my life there." He Lingchuan lowered his head slightly, just in time to see her long and curly eyelashes fluttering like a small fan, "But I have to be alive to come back to see you."

Sun Fuling wanted to keep a straight face, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and tilted her head to look at him: "I haven't seen you for a few months, and your tongue has become more agile! Have you practiced secretly in private?"

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "How do you know it's more agile, you haven't...hiss!"

Sun Fuling pinched and twisted his waist.

"Can Xianyou take your life?"

"Xianyou can't, but Beijia can." He Lingchuan sighed, "It's a narrow escape. If you don't have a little faith, how can you persist to the end?"

Tiangong, Huanzong, He Lingchuan, the three parties have thousands of people together, how many survived in the end?

It's a narrow escape, not an exaggeration at all.

"Faith" said nothing and lowered her head to eat cold drinks.

Her hair was combed high, and He Lingchuan could see that her ears were slightly red.

Back to the familiar city, and see the people he missed again.

All the hardships he had experienced were worth it.

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Shimmering Gold Plain, Julu Port.

Three years ago, there were all kinds of people here, but now there is only one dominant port, whether official or unofficial.

Julu Port has become the main artery in the western part of the Shimmering Gold Plain. The livelihoods of everyone here are almost all related to the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, and almost all revolve around this behemoth.

So the headquarters of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce was built large and magnificent, making the Shibosi next to the dock look like a country house.

Every day, it is crowded with people.

It was getting dark. Manager Xue of Yangshan Chamber of Commerce saw his guests off and walked back yawning as he passed by the shadow wall.

Behind the wide brick wall was a pond with rockery, koi, and lotus.

Fish played among the lotuses, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

He had to see this scene more than ten times a day, and it was no longer new to him. He just took another glance at it. Well, there was no change. The golden lotus had bloomed.

What should I eat for dinner?

Manager Xue was thinking about something. After walking five steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped:

Hey, wait, golden lotus?

He turned around and saw a golden lotus among the five pink water lilies in the pond.

Manager Xue thought he was dazzled. After all, it was dark. He rubbed his eyes hard, looked again, and turned and ran into the hall.

Ta-da, ta-da, the whole place was filled with his footsteps.

In the back hall, Qiu Hu was discussing the cargo transportation in the past few days with Du Shan. After talking about business, Du Shan asked Qiu Hu again:

"Is there no news from the island owner He?"

Qiu Hu shook his head: "Calculate the date. The master has only been in the Upside Down Sea for three or two days. It's not yet..."

The date of the opening of the Upside Down Sea is fixed and easy to calculate. However, the two insiders were always worried, not knowing how the battle between immortals and demons in the Upside-Down Sea would end, and whether He Lingchuan could come out safely.

That was a battle between a true immortal and a great demon!

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of surging footsteps.

Who would run so hurriedly?

After a while, Manager Xue ran in with sweat on his forehead: "Gold, the golden lotus has bloomed!"

Both of them were startled and looked at each other.

The golden lotus has bloomed, now?

Manager Xue added: "Right now. I just sent the guests out, and it was still a bud."

Qiu Hu slammed the table and stood up, and disappeared in two steps.