After the immortal disappeared

"It blends into the entire Panlong Desert, and no one can take it out. But you are right. I do have a close relationship with Dafanghu-" He looked at Fang Canran and whispered, "It The relationship with me is just like the relationship between it and King Yuan more than a hundred years ago, and its relationship with Zhong Shengguang. "

Fang Canran was shocked: "You, are you talking about...?"

No, it wasn't what he meant, right?

"More than 170 years ago, before the demise of Yuan Kingdom, King Yuan asked your ancestor Shao Jian to take the Dafang pot away and hand it over to Zhong Shengguang's hands." He Lingchuan said slowly, "One hundred and seventy years later, although the Dafang pot has not been Dafang pot." It was handed over to me, but it and Panlong City taught and accompanied me in another more hidden way."

"Brother Fang, please come with me."

Under the blue sky and white sun, he stepped into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

Fang Canran's eyelids twitched, unexpectedly.

Can this mirror be free to enter and exit?

He calmed down and followed him into it.

Then, the scene in front of you changed:

Where is Ziwuhui? This clearly shows a large bustling square, with crowds of people and buildings lined up, full of fireworks on earth.

"here it is?"

Suddenly there was a sharp female voice behind her: "Hey, get out of here!"

Fang Canran subconsciously looked back and blocked the front door of a family.

A fierce woman with a broom eyebrows walked out of the door and said coldly: "What are you doing at my doorstep? Do you want to steal something?"

Fang Canran thought it was an illusion, but the woman's eyes were focused on him, and her fat hands were almost pressing against his nose.

At this time, He Lingchuan turned around, and the fat woman saw him changing her face instantly and smiled into a flower: "General Tiger Wings!"

He Lingchuan glanced down: "Aunt Wu, your chicken ran away again."

While she opened the door, two small yellow dots squeezed out from the crack of the door and rushed towards the distance of freedom.

Aunt Wu said ah, and then stepped aside and went to chase the chicken.

He Lingchuan led Fang Canran forward.

Fang Canran didn't ask where this was, because he saw the thick and majestic city wall directly in front of him!

Two magnificent words on the wall:

Panlong!

Yes, he had seen the decisive battle between Miao Zhantian and Qianhuan in Haoyuan Jinjing. That scene was Panlong Gucheng!

It’s this square, this city wall, and this mountain-like gate!

The only difference is that people come and go here and are in order; but only remains of ruins and burning fire in the lonely city.

"Panlong City?" Fang Canran opened his voice and seemed to be blocked by something. "This place, this place is not reality, right?"

The real Panlong City should have been buried in the yellow sand of history.

"This is Panlong City, which only exists in the big pot." He Lingchuan's voice passed through the lively market and came into Fang Canran's ears, "It is not in reality, nor is it illusion."

Fang Canran didn't understand: "Then is it?"

"It's between these two." He Lingchuan knew that it couldn't explain it in a few words, so he changed the topic. "It was Mr. Shao Jian who brought the big pot to Zhong Shengguang, which opened up this history of Panlong City. He himself has come many times. Pass here.”

Fang Canran was moved: "You are here...have you seen my ancestors?"

"Not bad." He Lingchuan accompanied him to the city gate and passed through the crowded crowd. "When Mr. Shao took the Dragon Pillar from Mi Tian, ​​I happened to be right next to him."

In the past, He Lingchuan told Shao Jian's past in Lingxu City, but he made up a very careless lie at that time, and Fang Canran could tell it with his knees.

Now Fang Canran knew what was going on and subconsciously said, "Can I... see him too?"

"Sorry, the history here cannot be traced back." He Lingchuan shook his head, "In the Panlong calendar of Dafang Pot, Mr. Shao Jian took the Long Pillar and left Panlong City two years ago, and has not come back yet."

He said it very tactfully, not just "to this day"? After Shao Jian took Xing Longzhu away, he never came back.

Fang Canran pursed his lips tightly.

He Lingchuan approached the southern city gate, and the guards saluted him, calling him "Tiger Wing General".

The admiration is beyond words.

Fang Canran couldn't help asking: "Are you a living person, or are the heroic spirits here taking over the body of the outside world?"

"Of course I am a living person, but to the people here, I am still a comrade-in-arms, and the Tiger-wing General who defends their homes."

The two of them walked through the heavy south city gate, and Fang Canran subconsciously stroked the large stone bricks on the wall.

The vicissitudes and simplicity are not only traces of wind, swords and frost. There were black stains that could not be washed away everywhere, Fang Canran knew that it was blood that had solidified a long time ago.

He was still ecstatic here, and the wall was facing outward, and a huge dragon head suddenly appeared!

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Fang Canran was startled and leaned back.

The black dragon's sharp teeth almost hit his forehead, and he could see the red light flashing in the dragon's mouth, as if it was holding a bead.

Then, the dragon head slowly moved downward, and a pair of giant eyes looked at him.

He could even see his shocked expression in the other party's light golden pupils.

"Dragon...God?"

It would be strange if he couldn't recognize such an iconic appearance.

The black dragon stared at him, as if confirming that he was not threatening, so he turned around and swam into the wall, disappearing like he dived into the water.

Fang Canran knew that this was not a real divine dragon, but a concrete image of magical powers and magic.

"In Panlong Gucheng, is it that it chased two powerful people into chaos?" Fang Canran shook his head again, "No, that dragon is gray."

"This is the guardian beast of Panlong City, driven by the Dayan Dzi bead, which is the pearl in its mouth." He Lingchuan explained, "The gray dragon in the lonely city is the shadow dragon's resentment of the Dayan Dzi bead."

"Dayan Dzi bead?"

"It's what Qianhuan Zhenren took away from here before Panlong City was destroyed."

Fang Canran's face changed slightly: "Miao Zhantian said that he betrayed Panlong City for this gem?"

"At least this is one of the reasons." He Lingchuan did not add any more fuel to the fire, "Everyone has gone, and Shi Huan brought his answer to the underworld."

Fang Canran turned around again and saw the vast sky and the earth surging, the river surging, the golden wheat waves undulate with the wind, and the human caravan came slowly.

It turned out that this was the scene outside Panlong City.

He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Mr. Shao Jian also likes to stand under the city gate overlooking the wilderness. Yes, just stand in your current position."

The best viewing location outside the South City Gate is the best viewing location, and there are many people standing here to see the view.

Fang Canran subconsciously stroked the city wall again. This is a living history. His ancestors also entered and left this majestic city and witnessed the bustling urban life here.

What he saw today was what his ancestors saw more than 160 years ago, and it was the beauty of the world worth protecting with his life.

At this moment, he understood Shao Jian and He Lingchuan's persistence.

"Go back." He Lingchuan patted his shoulder.