"Do you want to borrow the luck of the Lu family to cooperate with He Chunhua?"

"Of course!" Narokuten's clone replied very cheerfully, "You are a good skin that is unique in ten thousand, I can't think of a reason to refuse." ”

The consciousness of the original body has dissipated, and He Lingchuan has no waves in his heart.

He changed another question, which had been bothering him for a long time:

"Why are the gods of Lingxu City so attached to the Great Fang Pot?"

Of course, Dafang Ju would not give him an answer, and he also tried to ask the red general of the Panlong World, but every time he was about to open his mouth, something like this happened, interrupting his question.

Naluotian's clone sold Guanzi: "This is a secret, a secret that only a few righteous gods know!" You keep me first, and I'll tell you. ”

It answered enough questions and showed sincerity in cooperation, it was He Lingchuan's turn.

He Lingchuan smiled: "It's really worthy of Bi Lu, you can bend and stretch." ”

He has seen Mi Tian and Miao Zhan Tian, and the two gods are very cold, but they are not as good as the attitude of Naraku's clone.

You can see how eager it is to survive.

Erasing consciousness is equivalent to dying.

Speaking of which, more than a hundred years ago, Narakuten was also the same as Shi Nan, they were all minor gods. They are very ...... towards humans Flexible.

The red wire mesh moved again, this time tighter than before. Narakuten's clone shouted in pain:

"You leave me, and all the secrets of the gods are open to you!"

He Lingchuan hesitated.

Seeing this, Naluotian's clone hurriedly threw another bait: "In more than forty days, there will be an emperor flowing pulp, and it will be two in a row!" As long as I live, you'll be able to get the information and always be one step ahead! ”

Forty days later? He Lingchuan's eyes moved slightly: "But you have been trapped in the Dafang pot, and you don't know if there are any gods in the sky who have fallen." ”

"I can't get out, but I can teach you how to get information! You alone can't fight the gods, leave me alive, I can help you! ”

He Lingchuan's expression moved: "You also want to fight against the gods?" ”

"The Spiritual Void Gods are the common enemies of you and me, and time is running out......" The silk screen suddenly tightened, and Naraku's clone could no longer maintain its human form, and turned back into green light and shadow, "Help me!" ”

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fantasized about you." He Lingchuan stretched out his hands at him, looking helpless, "Or you're right, no one can control the Dafang pot." ”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers twice: "Hey, let it go." ”

The wire mesh ignored it, further reducing the green light and shadow to the size of a goose egg.

"Look, it doesn't listen to me at all."

The Celestial clone roared.

Its last curse came from the silk mesh, desperate and vicious:

"You will be eaten by fate, and you will be eaten by the generous pot! Your fate must be even more miserable than mine! ”

Then there was no movement.

When it shrinks to the size of a chestnut, its form is fixed and does not change.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter.

He Lingchuan didn't find out where the light source was, but this light had dispelled the darkness, enough for him to see the surrounding scene clearly:

He was actually in the middle of the wasteland, with sand and gravel under his feet, and all he could see was the Gobi, and there was only vast silence between heaven and earth.

He Lingchuan listened intently, there was no sound of insects and ants crawling in the ground, and there was no trace of birds in the sky, only the wind blew from the distant mountains, shuttling freely in the open woodland.

The forest is small, but each tree is thriving and green, in stark contrast to the harsh natural environment around it.

As soon as He Lingchuan looked down, he found that the pond under his feet was smaller than it looked in the dark, and the water was clear and shallow.

The glowing green ball was gone, and He Lingchuan took a closer look, only to find a lonely, green acorn lying at the bottom of the pool.

This is...... Narakuten's doppelganger?

As he watched, the acorn turned from green to brown, and suddenly moved.

He Lingchuan was slightly startled, thinking that Naluotian's clone was playing with some kind of moth, but he didn't know that something arched up under the acorn and slowly stretched out of the water.

A small seedling.

What's the situation? He Lingchuan couldn't help but take two steps back.

The speed of time seemed to speed up dozens of times, and the seedling grew bigger and thicker under his nose, and then the main trunk opened and the branches expanded......

In less than a quarter of an hour, it had grown into an oak tree more than a foot tall, and He Lingchuan had to look up at the canopy.

Among the branches and leaves, there are many newly grown acorns.

With a click, another acorn fell to the ground.

He Lingchuan didn't dare to touch it.

A doppelganger of a god turned into a tree in the blink of an eye. Even though he saw it all with his own eyes, he still found it unbelievable.

How the hell did this happen?

He drew his knife and tapped the tree, which was indeed the texture of wood.

And the oak tree didn't react at all...... It's no different from any other tree.

He carved an equilateral triangle into the tree.

Sawdust splinters.

"So, you're a tree from now on?"

More than three months have passed since the Red Giant Shadow Chaos captured Narakuten's clone. For now, this should be the last step in the big square pot to dissolve the loot. Is it such a coincidence? He just happened to come to see Narokuten's clone on his last journey, and he could ask questions by the way.

When the wind blows, the leaves rattle. When He Lingchuan listened, he always felt like Naluotian's clone was scolding.

He suddenly remembered Sanshui Zhenren.

After Sanshui Zhenren sat down, the Ling Ling Bao Gai sucked away his remnant soul and transformed it into the leader of the Que Beast.

After the Dafang Pot is fused with the Ling Treasure Cover, does it also acquire/inherit this ability?

In other words, it forcibly crushed the consciousness of the god clone, and then transformed it into a tree?

exists, but is unconscious.

Undying and vibrant.

Only the form of the tree not only meets He Lingchuan's requirements, but also ensures that Naluotian's clone will not break away from the control of the Dafang Pot.

Otherwise, a god clone who is conscious, knows how to drill camps, and wants to escape every moment will also consume the power of the Great Fang Ju to suppress it, right?

Who knows how many strange tricks Narakuten's clone can perform? The means of the gods are unpredictable.

Even if it is a large square pot, it will spontaneously look for the most labor-saving way.

He Lingchuan laughed and muttered to himself:

"Who dares to say that a spirit is stronger than a spirit? You're much smarter than humans. ”

It's a pity that Naraku's doppelganger still has so many secrets hidden in his belly, and they are all crushed along with his consciousness.

He Lingchuan just sighed, and didn't really feel pity.

Narakuten is the god who has the most malice towards him, and who knows how true or false the secrets that come out of his mouth? Who knows if it will dig a pit for him to jump -

Probably yes.

He Lingchuan wants to hide its secrets, it wants to earn He Lingchuan's skin. There is no point in keeping such sources that are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The acorns that fell to the ground seemed to be about to take root again.

What the hell is this place? Is it the second secret realm after the Coiling Dragon Secret Realm?

He wanted to put away his knife and leave, but looking at the sparse woods in front of him, his heart suddenly moved:

These trees, could it be that they are all ......

Thinking together, my back is slightly cold.