Immediately after, He Lingchuan's eyes went dark.

It was as if he had closed his eyes on his own, but was dizzy.

……

He Lingchuan didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt that he had been pushed hard: "Don't keep standing here to block people, okay?" ”

He was a spirit, and the canopy, the starry sky, the gods, the scales, and the big eyeballs were all gone.

And he stood in the temple of worship, surrounded by a crowd of people.

It's business as usual, so why doesn't his world just turn upside down?

When he came back to his senses, he turned around at the same time, and saw a middle-aged woman with a meaty face and said to him angrily: "Do you worship it?" If you don't bow down, get out of the way, what does the pestle mean here! ”

"Oh." He Lingchuan was not only not annoyed, but thanked her a little, "You come." ”

He took two steps back, and Lu Shishi looked at him with a smile and said, "You, are you okay?" ”

"Okay." He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pressed his neck, his brows furrowed, "What happened to me just now?" ”

The feeling of exhaustion suddenly overwhelmed and fluid flowed out from under the nose.

"You suddenly stood still, I called you twice, and you didn't respond." Lu Shishi said with concern, "Oops, you have a nosebleed!" ”

"Hmm." He felt that Lu Shishi knew it, "I have a headache, do I have a place to rest?" ”

She snorted, "Then let's hurry back to the cloud stack." ”

"Okay." He Lingchuan took a step and shook it twice, as if it was difficult to support, and pressed all the weight of his body to her at once.

Lu Shishi was a little surprised when he said that he would fall, but in the next second, she supported him with one hand.

Hey, this girl's cultivation is not weak, I didn't even see it before.

Lu Shishi unhurriedly supported He Lingchuan, and at the same time beckoned to the nearby palace guards: "Come and help!" ”

The palace guards usually look at people with their nostrils, but they came as if they were flying by her move, and they hugged He Lingchuan and walked outside the main hall, ignoring everyone's strange eyes.

"Who is this man? How did you get the palace guards to help you out? ”

The aunt who pushed him just now was even more flustered and quietly hid in the crowd.

The whispers in the back, He Lingchuan Quan didn't hear it.

He didn't lie, people were really uncomfortable, his head hurt so much that he was about to explode, his back clothes were wet with cold sweat, and his body weighed more than a thousand pounds.

While there is no precedent, he speculates that it is a sign of overconsumption.

He stood in the main hall from beginning to end, as all tourists can testify.

But the canopy, the stars, the weighing pan, and the big eyes are not illusions.

What exactly did he go through?

Since someone was in charge, He Lingchuan simply relaxed his whole body, closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

The palace guard couldn't hold on to this puddle of mud, so he had to carry him on his back and send him all the way back to Yunzhan.

It's still bustling along the way, but it has nothing to do with him.

He's turned upside down, but the world doesn't care.

The cloud stack is the reception room where the subjects wait for the gods to receive them, and there is no bed but a couch. The palace guards put him on the couch.

He Lingchuan didn't open his eyes, so naturally someone put a pillow on the back of his head, a hot towel to wipe his face, and a thin quilt to cover him.

Lu Shishi also asked him: "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Of course, he nodded, and lay down in the crook of the little girl's arm, and let the warm water be fed little by little.

By the way, I took two small pills to nourish my spirits and qi.

To others, his breath slowly evened out, as if he had fallen asleep.

And for the Heavenly Palace Lantern Keeper, this is indeed a normal reaction after experiencing the judgment of the Heavenly Gods. There are also some unlucky people who can't hold back at all, and just burp their farts.

Although He Lingchuan was drowsy, he was still trying to recall Fang Cai's accident.

When he first entered the Sky Dome World, he thought that he was out of his body, dragged by the gods into the void, or into some small world/soul country.

Everything around it, such as the giant scales, the vast starry sky, and the endless eyes, seems to fit this assumption.

But after the curtain was torn open, the cyan mark that suddenly lit up in the void pierced this illusion at once!

This bluish mark, he's seen.

Last year, he and He Chunhua went to the Panlong Fantasy Realm, and the "Heavenly God" clone invited by Nian Songyu first rushed into He Lingchuan's sea of knowledge, wanting to snatch his body.

At that time, this mark was revealed in the depths of his consciousness sea, and the clone of the gods was also expelled in an instant.

So when this cyan mark appeared again, He Lingchuan reacted instantly:

Go to the special small world, go to the special soul home, this is his mind!

Miao Zhantian didn't rob his soul at all, but rushed in by himself, and specially made a stage set, dressing up his Zhihai so that he didn't even recognize him, the master!

No, not only the wonderful Zhantian, but also the gods who watched from the sidelines!

These bastards were all over the place in his mind, no wonder he was about to explode with a headache now, as if someone had slashed his nerves with a thousand cuts.

The Heavenly God didn't care about the fate of doing this, nor did he care about He Lingchuan's life, death and feelings.

In their opinion, what is the difference between a mere human life and an ant, if you accidentally kill it, you will be killed.

But where can ordinary people's knowledge of the sea withstand this kind of destruction?

He Lingchuan didn't become stupid and crazy on the spot, and he also had to thank Panlong City for his long-term hard work, which made his spirit tenacious far beyond ordinary people!

But He Lingchuan's mood is happy, because the biggest crisis since he came to this world has passed the thrilling level.

Miao Zhantian's invincible "magic eye" has failed in him.

If the gods did not believe in the power of the True Eye, they would not have used a litmus test on him.

Conversely, Libra assumes that what he says is true, and the gods believe it.

He Lingchuan didn't think that the eyes of the eyes would open up to him, that is, there was something on his body that blocked or even distorted his vision, making it mistakenly think that every word He Lingchuan said was true and valid.

Today, He Lingchuan no longer believes in the word "coincidence".

The person on the side, he is not good at reaching into his arms. But he firmly remembered the warmth that suddenly emanated from his arms when he stood alone in front of the gods.

Is this the thing that helped him get through the test of Mulian?

So, has the gods dispelled their suspicions about him?

If the answer is yes, his actions in Lingxu City will be greatly reduced in the future.

This adventure to the market mountain is really worth it.

However, the sinister nature of the gods' thoughts and the variety of methods were still beyond his expectations.

This is a temptation of another dimension, directly beyond the outside and the surface, directly torturing his inner depths.

Curiously, none of the three questions raised by the gods were related to the elixir case.

Obviously, he was the original manager of the elixir case, and he thought that the gods would at least ask some doubts, such as whether he had anything to do with Mai Xuewen/Xi Yunhe, and so on.

I don't know if people don't mention it.

Does this mean that in the eyes of the gods, the elixir case and the Dafang pot are not of the same magnitude at all?

It's not even as good as the Mu Kingdom in the east.

He Lingchuan has another suspicion in his heart:

Why is the big square pot completely unresponsive?

His soul has always been firmly protected by the Great Fang Pot, which has long been confirmed by the Soul Mirror.

But this time, the gods all came to his mind, which was equivalent to directly killing his hometown, and the Dafang pot didn't move at all.

Was it deliberate, in order not to expose itself?

He Lingchuan remembered how Dafang Ju responded to the last time when the Hundred-Faced Nightmare struck:

It first disguised itself as a dream, released a hundred faces into Panlong City, and then sent a red giant shadow to devour it, and even Xiao Gu Luo Shu got a piece of the pie.

Is this time the same trick as it was done, but in a different way?

But this is too dangerous for He Lingchuan.

If the gods were determined to take his life, would they be able to destroy his soul at once?

Therefore, the large square pot is also dangerous.

After all, if it came out to protect He Lingchuan, the situation would slide into an irretrievable abyss.

I'm afraid the gods are waiting for it to react like this.

After this incident, He Lingchuan finally confirmed:

Dafang pot has wisdom and can think!

The Nightmare of Hundred Faces was right about it:

It is alive.

Thinking of this, although he was pitted by the generous pot today, He Lingchuan's heart was much more stable.

It will weigh the pros and cons, it will disguise itself, so that it will not be exposed for the sake of a bite. At this point, He Lingchuan at least doesn't have to worry.

It's better than a dead thing.

If you have to force your brain after you are weak and weak, you will feel uncomfortable. As soon as he figured out these keys, he immediately couldn't support them, and after a few words of explaining the dementor mirror, he fell into a deep sleep.

Oh, the gods forcibly invaded the sea of knowledge, and this incompetent mirror was unaware.

What is the use of it?

……

He Lingchuan slept so dimly that he didn't even have a dream.

I don't know how long it took, someone shook his shoulder: "He Xiao, wake up, it's time to go back!" ”

He Lingchuan barely opened his eyes and saw that it was Fushan Yue.

His head was still groggy, and he reluctantly sat up: "Have you seen the emperor?" Is it my turn? ”

Fu Shanyue touched his nose: "Well, I've seen it, but the emperor heard that you were injured and fainted, so he let you go down the mountain to raise you, and you don't have to go to see him." ”

He Lingchuan sighed, and his heart was clear:

Originally, the Demon Emperor didn't plan to see such a small person as him and summon him up the mountain, just so that the gods could check him well.

Now that the answer is available, he doesn't matter, and the emperor doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Why are you so good that you pass out?"

"I'm so tired." Lu Shishi was on the side, He Lingchuan glanced at her, pressed his neck, and clicked, "I'm afraid I haven't recovered from the explosion yet." ”

Fu Shanyue sighed and stood up: "Then let's go down the mountain." ”

With a smile on her face, Lu Shishi sent the distinguished guest to the tower and left by the teleportation formation.

……

Returned the same way, without saying anything along the way.

Back at the inn, Fu Shanyue dragged He Lingchuan to the courtyard of the guest room, and put an enchantment before asking him:

"What the hell is going on?"

What kind of mind and what kind of cultivation can this person faint in the temple of worship? Fu Shanyue bet with his knees that there must be a mystery in this.

He Lingchuan didn't hide it from him, covered his head, and explained in detail the process of the Heavenly God's invasion of Zhihai.

The brain melon seeds are still buzzing.

Of course, omit the big square pot and don't mention it.

Fu Shanyue immediately changed color: "What, so unscrupulous? ”

(End of chapter)