If the gods confirmed that the Great Fang Pot was in Panlong City, then it would not be the strength of this kind of temptation.

He Lingchuan also secretly let out a sigh. So, with the divine bones to protect him, he is safe?

It doesn't seem right. In the end, Panlong City could not escape its demise, and it was almost the same end as the Yuan Kingdom.

In other words, it is likely that the gods have found out the whereabouts of the Great Square Pot again.

Mi Tian said a key word:

Breath.

The breath of a large square pot.

Under what circumstances will the breath of the Dafang pot leak out and be perceived by the lid?

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

Because the lid of the pot is in the Star Picking Building, the divine bone necklace conveys the impatience of the generous pot?

The two artifacts were originally one, and of course it instinctively longed to be reunited.

No wonder, no wonder Zhu Erniang of the Demon Nest Swamp asked him to go to the Ruins Mountain, the reaction of the Divine Bone Necklace would be so violent. For it, even if it eats all the treasures in the world, which one can compare to its original lid?

"Is the key to the interaction between these two treasures lies in the distance? The closer the distance, the stronger the gravitational pull and the stronger the induction? Zhong Shengguang was also speculating, and then shook his head and denied himself, "Obviously no, it won't be that simple." ”

Yes, it won't be that simple. Because the Twilight Plains and Lingxu City are thousands of miles apart, when the second scene of the phantom scene occurred in the ruins of Thousand Star City, the gods immediately sent Bai Ziqi to investigate; The northern part of Chiyan and Lingxu City were separated by hundreds of miles, and not long after the red giant shadow in the Dafang pot devoured the nightmare of a hundred faces, Bai Ziqi rushed to Baisha.

It can be seen that the gods detect the position of the Dafang pot, not only relying on distance changes.

"Think about it the other way—" Zhong Shengguang muttered, "When will the divine bone necklace not cover the breath of the Dafang pot?" ”

"When the large square pot emits 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 in a flash of thin leather armor and without a mask.

She jumped right over the wall and didn't even need the guards to open the door for her.

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

He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard this.

Shao Jian immediately got up and faced each other, Zhong Shengguang frowned and looked at Mitian: "You already knew, but you didn't tell me?" ”

"Other gods can sense the Great Square Pot, and I can also sense that the lid is in Lingxu City through the Great Square Pot. The artifact is one, of course, echoing each other. Mi Tian said lightly, "You can't use the big square pot, what's the benefit of knowing more?" ”

She thinks that Zhong Shengguang doesn't need to know.

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

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

Zhong Shengguang drank slowly and did not panic.

Mi Tian glanced at him and Shao Jian respectively: "Spread the Torture Dragon Pillar as soon as possible, so that we can follow up." ”

In the face of this god, Shao Jian didn't dare to be as big as Zhong Shengguang, and immediately bowed down.

Mi Tian turned around and strode away.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and no one said a word.

Zhong Shengguang took two more glasses of wine.

Shao Jian estimated that General Hong had already walked away and couldn't hear the two of them talking, so he leaned into his ear and whispered: "No regrets, that child, is it still there?" ”

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

He beckoned Lingchuan to step forward: "Help him go back to the hospital to rest and pour more sobering soup." ”

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

He stood up and staggered out.

……

Early the next morning, the southern suburbs of Panlong City.

Shao Jian left the city with other caravans, and there was no special treatment.

Many people are saying goodbye at the pavilion here.

Zhong Shengguang was dressed in regular clothes, wore a hat, and also came to see off his old friend.

The two patted each other on the shoulder, looking at each other without saying a word.

This way is far away, the mountains are high and the water is long, I don't know when we can see each other.

Each has its own ideals and responsibilities.

Each has its own persistence, and each has its own danger.

Thousands of words, in the end, all turned into a cherished sentence.

"Let's go back!" Shao Jian rode out of Shizhang and turned around, seeing that Zhong Shengguang was still holding the club, he couldn't help waving his hand and laughing, "In a few years, I will definitely come back to you for a drink!" ”

His figure faded away. Zhong Shengguang watched his friend leave, like a statue.

Out of nowhere, a flute sounded, melodious.

Shao Jian probably heard it too, and looked back at the low hill on the edge of the post station, as if to raise his hand to say goodbye, He Lingchuan saw the crow's feet smiling out of the corners of his eyes.

Who is 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, the Pengcheng Department has its own records." ”

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 blended into the crowd and disappeared.

His back was a little gloomy.

Guarding Shao Jian's side for several days, he never went home, He Lingchuan wanted to go out and call a donkey cart, but he didn't expect that someone came to post it on the notice wall of the official office.

He Lingchuan looked at it, and it turned out that he had asked Xiantang to update the lecture course.

Public classes need to be notified 7 days in advance.

He hurriedly browsed and found that in the second class was "Selected Flutes, Fingering and Musical Scores".

Ah, this, I didn't see it, I didn't see it.

As his gaze continued, he automatically skipped several more classes, but he was not interested.

However, the guy who changed the course was careless, and only tore off most of last week's announcement, and left a small half of the paper glued to the wall.

He Lingchuan found a lecture on this piece of torn paper:

"Independence of the World - Where Are the Ancient Demon Beasts Now? Speaker: Xu Shichu.

Hey, can't you talk about Zhu Erniang?

Besides, the speaker's name is a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

He Lingchuan took a look at the opening time again-

Coincidentally, in progress. Hurry up now, maybe it's still too late.

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

……

The sinkhole where the fairy hall is located is crowded today, and the audience is twice as large as usual.

He Lingchuan came late and wanted to squeeze in, but he didn't even have a foothold, which shows the popularity of this class.

He had no choice but to lean against the stone pillar.

There is still a bit of a gap here, and no one wants to be next to the stone pillar in winter, and it is cold.

He Lingchuan also shuddered.

On the way, he remembered who Xu Shichu was:

Sun Fuling's mentor, the mountain chief of the Shulu Academy, or the dean.

The white-bearded dean in his imagination is only about forty years old, handsome and elegant.

He Lingchuan often went to Wenxian Hall to listen to classes, but this was the first time he had seen Xu Shichu.

The dean doesn't come often, but it's very popular, just look at the crowds in the sinkhole.

The lecture has been in session for an hour, and is coming to an end, with the theory part finished and now open question time. Someone probably asked Zhu Erniang a question in front of him, after all, this is a living example of the ancient demon fairy, and it is also a neighbor + trading partner of Panlong City, cough, although there have been unpleasant little festivals before.

Xu Shichu's opinion was similar to what Helian Chen said at the beginning, and He Lingchuan suspected that the two often communicated in private. Anyway, Helian Chen often goes to the Shulu Academy Palace to take classes, doesn't he?

The aura of heaven and earth is declining, and the once powerful demon fairy is like a stranded whale, and if it can't wait for the next high tide, it can only die with hatred. There are few ancient demon fairies that have survived to this day. Even if there is, it is probably like Zhu Erniang, who adopts a similar way to extend his lifespan, but he can't take care of cultivation.

If the aura never recovers, time is their worst enemy.

There was a risk in taking it away, and many of the immortals disappeared as a result.

Seeing that there were other people eager to try, He Lingchuan didn't wait for Xu Shichu to finish the last few words before interrupting and asking: "Then there is no demon immortal who has survived in ancient times and can survive without shedding or taking away, and can keep himself?" ”

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

"To survive to the present world, this kind of big demon must have a unique advantage, and can continue to 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 illustration of this in today's environment.

He thought about it for a long time, and He Lingchuan simply made his intentions clear: "Dean Xu, can the mountains of Xushan be counted as one?" ”

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

"Yes, of course! Yes, yes, the ancient demon is still alive! Well cited example, well cited! ”

Everyone immediately became interested. How good has this kind of big coffee been to survive until now?

Xu Shichu said with a straight face: "The name of this mountain is called the torch. ”

On the board beside him, he wrote the two big words "Torch".

Mo said that the soldiers and civilians in Panlong City didn't understand, just like He Lingchuan, who traveled south and north, and he ...... this name Hey, where did he hear about it before?

The torch literally means the fire in the stone mountain.

"This is a powerful but unusually low-key youkai, and there are very few people in the world who have seen its true face, 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 is also very special, since ancient times, it has been the mountain guarding spirit beast of the Great Returning Sect!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a buzz of discussion in the audience.

He Lingchuan also subconsciously stood up straight.

Everyone knows that the location of the Beacon Void City is the territory of the original Great Restoration Sect. Dean Xu said this to tell everyone, is the mountain guarding spirit beast of the Great Returning Sect still alive now?

If it lives, for whom does it guard now?

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

...... Xushan Mountain?

He Lingchuan's heart froze.

"The predecessor of Xushan Mountain was called Shou'an Mountain. Whether it is the period of the Great Restoration Sect or the modern era, it is the mountain of Mt. Shougan. Xu Shichu said, "It was born in lava, and in ancient times, it was a rock fire monster that could reach a height of 100 zhang (more than 300 meters)!" ”

(End of chapter)