This small world, unlike the Ether Realm, is not open to the world on a regular basis. Maybe the next time it opens will be hundreds of years later, and the immortals are gone.

Combining these two legends, there is a connection between the three of Sanshui Zhenren - Dafang Kettle Cover - Que Beast.

Remove the factor of Sanshui Zhenren, then, the beast that is running crazy in Dragon City is not good, and the lid of the pot is released.

Zhang Lianhai has been active in Heishui City in the Kite Country for several months, collecting a lot of information and finding three parties. All three of them had followed the then He Junshou to the Panlong Ruins two years ago, and after surviving the occasion, they often boasted about this past in the tavern.

They all mentioned that once the pond well of the Temple of the Heavens was filled with water, the entrance to the secret realm would open.

Note that it is the entrance to the Coiling Dragon Secret Realm.

However, this time Zhang Lianhai entered Panlong City again, and what rushed out of this entrance turned out to be a beast with a generous lid?

The disciple then asked, "Why do small dots of light appear on the bodies of these monsters after they die? The lantern envoy has been chasing the point of light, and he has already gone far away, avoiding several groups of monsters along the way."

"Chasing the point of light?" He Jing suddenly, "Zhang Lianhai has seen the clue." It may be the large square pot that sucks up these points of light.

Zhang Lianhai's ability is not weak, otherwise the Heavenly Palace would not have sent him to monitor the Panlong Desert. The current Panlong City is extremely dangerous, and he will not rush out of his hiding place for no reason.

Unless he thinks there's something out there worth the risk.

He was still thinking about it, and the disciple suddenly stared at him: "All make the adults fast, look at it!"

He looked at the mirror and saw that Zhang Lianhai and the others had offended the little ghost-faced monkey, and then, a huge group of monsters rushed over!

Zhang Lianhai and the others were chased away by the herd of beasts. Even through the Hao Fang Mirror, the Heavenly Palace envoys outside could feel the suffocating urgency.

The average strength of these monsters is far above that of the Danubes of the Realm.

After all, the most unfriendly thing in the world is the environment and gravity.

The monsters that were sealed in the lid of the Dafang pot appeared one after another, stealing the limelight from the Dafang pot.

Why are they so angry that they kill people when they see them?

Even those who looked in the mirror heard several unusually loud beast roars.

What came out?

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and He Jing muttered, "Won't it? Is it ......?"

He had a strange idea:

Is it possible that it has been almost half a year since the anonymous family made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but the lid that was snatched back has not been fully integrated with the body of the Dafang pot?

Who said these two treasures could hit it off?

There are countless treasures in the Heavenly Palace, and He Jing knows one thing very clearly:

The more fetish, the more individual.

This can explain all kinds of abnormalities in the Panlong Desert.

Maybe it's because they've been separated for too long, or maybe these two treasures are too individual, and the generous lid seems to be quite resistant to fusion. The monster that Zhang Lianhai encountered in Panlong City was probably the means of resistance it released.

Every time a beast is eliminated, the power of the generous lid is taken away by the body of the pot.

To achieve the final fusion, it is necessary to wait until the last Que Beast is also destroyed...... Right?

This should also be the last negative resistance of the generous lid.

The disciple couldn't take his eyes off it: "The beast group chased and killed them, but the Zhang Lantern Envoy still tried his best to rush to the east of the city!"

What's in the east of the city?

He Jing and the other acolytes soon discovered Zhang Lianhai's destination:

The red general's well-dressed mound!

Yes, it should be the Red General's Tomb.

One hundred and sixty or seventy years ago, this half-human, half-god monster was more closely related to the Dafang Pot than Zhong Shengguang and the Dafang Pot.

Seeing that Zhang Lianhai opened the Red General's Tomb and found the remains and small pot inside, He Jing's breathing became short.

Big square pot!

He was able to see the big square pot with his own eyes!

This is the heart of the gods

The treasure of Niannian and the root of countless battles of blood and fire is a divine object that the gods must chase even if they kill all their holders!

Zhang Lianhai actually found it!

It was truly a historic moment.

But in the next second, the tomb was getting farther and farther away from the young squire.

The last picture he saw was the beast's open bloody mouth!

The image in the mirror disappeared here, and only He Jing's face was reflected.

He sighed, "Just a little, a little!" Zhang Lianhai is an indisputable thing!

The disciple asked, "Envoy, what should I do now?"

He Jing looked up at the dilapidated Panlong City in front of him, and the empty south gate was like a wide open mouth, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

But the big square pot is indeed there!

If he can retrieve the Dafang Pot, he will be the undisputed first person in the Heavenly Palace in the future - the Lord Envoy of Duyun is already old, and there are four of the Duyun Envoys, and the one with the highest voice in the upper position was originally Bai Ziqi.

The secret fight between him and Bai Ziqi also lasted for several years.

This big square pot can help him make things in one fell swoop.

However, to say but, He Jing is also well aware of the danger of this trip.

Not to mention anything else, these beasts always made him worry in his heart. The Danube of the Realm is not as strong as them in general, but the lords of the Danube are very strong.

What about these snow beasts?

And there must be other dangers hidden in Panlong City.

The invisible danger is the most terrifying.

The treasure of the Dafang pot has never been separated from bloody battles and intrigues.

He Jing, who has seen strong winds and waves, is also undecided at this time.

Of course, he knows the truth of high risk and high reward, but how high is the risk?

In fact, in retrospect, what he had to do was not to face the beasts head-on, but to wait for the opportunity to grab the big square pot in the Red General's tomb.

If you do it properly......

Another acolyte said, "There are several more teams in the city."

"The people in the city will die before dawn...... He Jing muttered, "Why did you bring them here?"

Whether it's the red light or the city reflected in the sky, it now seems that the Great Square Pot is the bait to attract adventurers into the desert and explore Panlong City.

Why does it do this?

Do you want to find a new owner, or do you want to destroy the beast with the help of external forces to help it tame the long-lost lid?

It is indeed not surprising that the artifact chooses its own owner, but He Jing prefers the latter option.

Does this mean that Dafang Ju doesn't have much spare power at the moment?

But once the body and lid of the pot are completely integrated, the Dafang pot will be more powerful and unpredictable. Will he still have a chance to get his hands on it then?

Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, each of which was a gain or a loss.

What if you don't go in?

Can he return to the Heavenly Palace?

But at this moment, the pillar of sky-high light in Panlong City suddenly flashed a few times, and the color gradually dimmed.

"The red pillar of light is almost gone." Everyone looked at He Jing, waiting for him to make a final decision.

Fu Liang whispered, "Envoy, maybe we can wait for the next red light before going in!"

"Next time?" He Jing glanced at him, "When is the next time?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow?" Hasn't this red light been appearing every night lately?

"Are you sure there will be tomorrow?"

"Ah......" the disciple said, "No, don't dare!" He is not a generous pot, where does he dare to pack tickets?

Just because the red pillar of light has been appearing every night lately doesn't mean it's coming every day after tomorrow.

It's not a rule at all..z.

Just look at the scars on the beasts in the city, maybe the grinding of the Dafang pot on them is also coming to an end.

At this moment, one of the attendants pointed to the sky: "Look, Lord Envoy! It seems to be coming to us."

In the deep darkness of the night, I don't know when there was an extra light.

The crowd lifted up their eyes

Look, it's getting bigger and bigger in everyone's field of vision.

It seems to be coming for them.

No, it seems to be coming towards the south gate of Panlong City.

The bright green light is especially eerie against the background of the night.

He Jing's face changed, and he sharply reprimanded the attendants behind him, "Which of you secretly asked God to come down?"

Everyone was shocked and shook their heads desperately.

He Du said, this is a divine descending?!

So this green light falling from the sky, is it ......?

Their surprised expressions didn't seem to be fake, and He Jing just asked casually. Please God prepare in advance, forgive these boys for not understanding.

In this way, it seems that someone in Panlong City invited God and succeeded?

Which god is it that you invited?

In the blink of an eye, the green light flew closer, and it was as dazzling as a comet, and those who were weaker in cultivation did not dare to face it.

Sensing that this thing had bad intentions, He Jing immediately ordered, "Sacrifice the lamp spirit!"

It came too quickly, and it was too late to set up a temporary formation, and the Lampkeeper could only bring out the most powerful weapons.

Three golden lights lit up in the crowd at once, and three lamp spirits appeared.

He Jing had one in his palm, Fu Liang had one in his palm, and another Heavenly Palace attendant also had one.

They flew above their masters, blending with each other to weave a golden envelope, protecting them in the middle.

He Jing recited a few times, and there were suddenly more than one hundred and ten runes on the golden light cover, which were also shining with golden light, slowly moving on the cover.

They were still standing in the desert, more than ten feet from the land bridge. The green light seemed to be coming towards Panlong City, but when it flew to the bridge, it suddenly turned around and crashed headlong into them.

He Jing shouted, "Hold on to silence and have no distractions!"

Everyone immediately calmed down and recited aloud the prestige of the Lingxu Holy Venerable.

Even if the gods are in the lower realm, they must descend to the human body to have power. And this god of unknown origin is obviously going to Panlong City, how could he choose the human god outside the city to descend?

But for the sake of safety, He Jing also sacrificed the lamp spirit.

If a human without a mark does not agree, the god clone will not be able to descend successfully. But they will do everything they can to threaten and lure.

With the support of the "Heart Lamp" of the lamp spirit, the envoys of the Heavenly Palace are not easy to be tempted by this wild god who has no clear source.

The green light slammed into the golden light mask.

Everyone and the mask were slammed, and it felt like this thing was menacing.

But the green light then swept over the golden light cover, turned back, and plunged headlong into the southern gate of Panlong City.

And then, it's gone.

There was silence again, as if nothing had happened.

He Jing put away the lamp spirit at this time, and wondered in his heart: Why did this wild god collide with them?

Although he is called a "wild god", as an envoy of Duyun, he can feel the breath of green light, which is by no means a spiritual void god, but it is also very powerful.

Everyone in the Heavenly Palace looked at each other, and they didn't know why, only the disciple who controlled the lamp spirit exclaimed:

"Messengers, me, my lamp spirit!"

He Jing looked down and saw that the platinum candle in his hand was only a little flame the size of a mung bean, fluttering in the wind.

Looking at the weak appearance, He Jing frowned: "Your lamp spirit essence was taken away by that heavenly god clone."

It's about to come to the climax of this volume again.

Although this volume is not as long as the span of the end of the upper part of the book, it is not something that can be completed in three or two days.

The text still has to be typed word by word.

Friends who are in a hurry can save up their strength first, and I will notify you after the paper is finished.

It feels better to read it in one go.

(End of chapter)