He Lingchuan also knew that the moment he pried the Haoyuan Golden Mirror and awakened Qianhuan Zhenren, he put himself in danger - it was bad enough to be targeted by Tiangong and Bai Ziqi, but now he had to add an ancient Zhenren to the mix.
Fairy.
Therefore, after he was sure that Dafang Hu could pry the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he hinted the Immortal Huanzong to attack Banqiu Lighthouse.
Once the Huan Sect suffered heavy losses, He Lingchuan successfully created a situation in which the Immortal Sect was in danger of imminent disaster. After Qian Huan woke up, he suffered from the situation and was under pressure, so he would not attack him immediately.
After all, more than half of the immortals in the Huan Sect have died. Qian Huan must win over and use all available forces, and all questions must be put aside.
Fortunately, Miao Zhantian was very helpful and his plan went smoothly.
He Lingchuan and Qian Huan looked at each other, their expressions on the surface were as usual, but their hearts were turning over and over again.
"Interesting." Qian Huan suddenly said, "Have you ever made trouble in Lingxu City?"
"It doesn't count." He Lingchuan shook his head, "What I destroyed was the Star-Zhaing Tower of the Heavenly Palace; it was Lingshan who released the giant beasts from the Buddha Realm to attack Lingxu City."
This must be distinguished clearly. "How many people died at that time?" "There were tens of thousands of casualties."
"The Buddha beasts have a chance to invade Lingxu City, and the source is you. Even if you didn't let them out with your own hands, they would have been tainted with karma to some extent." Qian Huan tilted his head, "But I see that you are very clean, with almost no trace of karma.
Karmic entanglement."
As long as he pays close attention and observes, he can see the karma on others, like threads, intertwined and intertwined.
Some people talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but Qian Huan can see at a glance that their bad karma is entangled with them and almost wrap them up in cocoons. He knows that these people indulge in evil in private and are not what they appear on the surface. They are so-called beasts in disguise. In his eyes, these are all
Nothing to hide from.
"No? Okay!" He Lingchuan looked like he was relieved, "After the trouble in the Heavenly Palace, I still feel a little guilty. After listening to the words of the Immortal Lord today, I feel relieved, which means that these retributions are not included in my calculation.
On the head."
This old guy is so powerful that he can see the karma of others!
Yes, the old turtle demon by the Fairy Lake used to be able to see something. This person in front of me was a true immortal who was one of the few in ancient times, and his eyesight must be extraordinary.
After hearing his answer, Qian Huan frowned in a rare way. Is that so?
Those whose karma can be so clean must either spend their whole lives practicing in temples, being indifferent to worldly affairs and not entangled in worldly karma, or they must be children under four or five years old.
The young man in front of him has deep eyes and looks peaceful, but in fact, he is full of hidden murderous aura. It seems that he has a lot of blood in his hands. How does he look like he is inexperienced in the world?
Is there some way to cover up karma?
Hmm, could it be the effect of that treasure? I've never heard of it before.
Dong Rui's eyes rolled when he heard that. He looked at Qian Huan and then at He Lingchuan, thinking that this old guy would also be mistaken?
Who is He Lingchuan, and how many earth-shattering things he has done since the turmoil in the Heavenly Palace! Without mentioning anything else, just what he did in the Yao Kingdom indirectly killed all the Yao kings and destroyed the Yao Kingdom.
, how many people lost their heads overnight, and changed their future and destiny overnight. Are these causes and effects not at all attributed to He Lingchuan? Absolutely impossible.
But Qian Huan's eyesight should not be easy to make mistakes. Where did these karma go? Are they lost?
"So, what about General Red?" He Lingchuan changed the subject, "She also entered the Tao through martial arts? But her cultivation seems to have no upper limit."
This is a question he has always hoped to find the answer to.
"General Hong is a special case. She is not an orthodox practitioner." Qian Huan tilted her head and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "Strictly speaking, she is not even a 'person'. In the end, she has no
Good ending."
"She's not a human?" He Lingchuan asked, "Then what is she? A demigod or a demigod?"
Qian Huan walked back and looked at He Lingchuan: "I thought you knew something about it."
Even if this is just a dharma body, his gaze is still very stressful. Why does he think that He Lingchuan should know?
"You can't get close to seeing flowers in the mist." He Lingchuan sighed, "After all, it happened more than 150 years ago. The truth is either buried by history, or in the hands of immortals like you."
Dong Rui was not interested in red generals, but when he heard these words, he immediately thought of the wind god believed by the people of Yinzhu Island.
The truth can be concealed, and beliefs can be deceived.
Qian Huan raised his long eyebrows and spread his hands: "Do you think I am a human being?" He now looks like a human being.
"No." Qianhuan is a mirage. This appearance is just a phantom. Who knows what its true form looks like?
Qian Huan asked again: "What does it mean to be a human being?"
"You are a human being if you have a human body and a soul." Regarding what "human" is, Dong Rui, as the master of demon puppets, actually has more say than He Lingchuan, "No matter how similar your body is to a human being, your soul is not human after all.
It's like a demon in the skin of an immortal, but in the end, it's still a demon."
"Okay." Qian Huan's gaze seemed a little strange to He Lingchuan besides being indifferent, "The same goes for General Red. With her makeup, even I would say 'monster' when I saw her."
Monster? What is its composition?
When the sky was getting brighter, Xiao Wencheng ran back from the beginning and reported to Qian Huan: "Xuan Jing has been released from the Qing Dynasty." Without the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, he had to go up and down Shilong Peak by himself. After today, Xuan Jing will stay in Xian Huan again.
The light hole is meaningless.
Qian Huan raised his chin at Xiao Wencheng and said, "Exquisite blood beads." Xiao Wencheng immediately found a box, opened it, and presented it respectfully.
Qian Huan picked up a small red hollow ball from the box and looked at the light.
"You just couldn't use it because the conditions weren't mature yet." He pointed at the sand table casually, "It's ready now."
After speaking, he blew on the blood beads and threw them back into the box.
He Lingchuan noticed at first sight that the small ball seemed to be carved from tree roots. After Qian Huan blew on it, something seemed to be awakened, and a wisp of red smoke began to float inside.
Then, the sacred bone necklace in his chest began to heat up again.
This guy has been silent for more than half a year, and suddenly became active after entering the Upside Down Sea. Is it because there are so many delicious food here?
Can it swallow this red mist?
The red mist formed a human face in the ball and said to Qian Huan, "You actually came out of seclusion?"
There was a hint of surprise in his tone.
Qian Huan ignored him and handed Xiao Wencheng a black pendant the size of a quail egg, and then his figure gradually disappeared.
He disappeared, leaving only three lotus petals on the altar table. There was still a little water on the petals.
Xiao Wencheng held the root ball and said solemnly to the red smoke inside:
"In today's battle, if you help us defeat the demon, you will regain your freedom! From now on, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast, and no one will limit you anymore."
The root gap of the small ball was obviously very large, but the red mist could not squeeze out. He only said: "Which heavenly demon is coming?"
"Fenghao, Zhaoyou." The red face yawned.
"And their true god, Miaozhantian."
The red face was startled: "Miao Zhantian is here too. Isn't he your master's mortal enemy? I won't go, I can't defeat him."
Dong Rui touched his nose on the side. This thing was a bit sincere. Xiao Wencheng said: "I won't let you fight Miao Zhantian alone."
Hongying was unsure: "Will Qian Huan take action?"
Xiao Wencheng replied: "This is the upside-down sea, and the Immortal Master has been in seclusion here for many years.
This answer seemed to be wrong, but Hongying understood: Miao Zhantian broke into Qianhuan's retreat cave with evil intentions, and Qianhuan would definitely fight back.
It was silent.
Xiao Wencheng continued to persuade: "If you miss today, you will never have a chance in the future. In another two hundred years at most, you will be completely refined!"
"That's Miaozhantian!" Hongwu chuckled, "I'm afraid it will be gone as soon as I leave. There's no need to wait two hundred years."
Xiao Wencheng picked up the black pendant and shook it gently in front of it: "Do you know what this is?"
Hongwu leaned over and took a deep sniff, a little surprised: "Ghost Bird's cutting stone? How many heads are there?"
"Five poems." Xiao Wencheng said, "If you agree to fight, this stone will be yours." Even He Lingchuan could see Hong Wu's intention, but it still said: "There are too few people who died, and I don't care." go."
Xiao Wencheng held up the red ball and walked to the sand table: "See for yourself."
Destroyed by the rift in time and space, the central and southern parts of Yinzhu Island are now devastated, with towns destroyed and buildings in ruins.
There were originally nearly ten thousand residents in this area, but now less than one in ten survives.
He Lingchuan and Dong Rui couldn't bear to look at such a tragic scene, but Hongwu clicked his tongue: "This is not bad."
Xiao Wencheng pointed to Banqiu Lighthouse and the mine: "A few people died on the battlefield here, not only the demons in the skin of immortals, but also..."
He said nothing further.
Hong Wu groaned: "Give me the cutting stone and make an oath."
Xiao Wencheng went to the incense burner in the shrine to pick an incense stick, used it as a pen, and wrote the oath on the talisman paper.
Taking advantage of this time, Dong Rui explained to He Lingchuan in a low voice:
"The ghost bird of prey is an extremely powerful and ferocious monster bird in ancient times. It specializes in feeding on other monsters. The more powerful it is, the more heads it has. It is said that the most powerful nine-headed ghost bird likes to eat phoenix babies and often follows phoenixes for hunting young birds. The tribes are in conflict. Too much blood and resentment of monsters have been ground on their cutting stones, so they are powerful materials. However, they do not eat mortals, just like tigers do not lick ants."
Xiao Wencheng's talisman letter was an oath made in the name of Huanzong. After writing it, he circled it three times on the incense burner.
Then, every stroke on the talisman glowed faintly with red light. The oath took effect.
He pressed the talisman paper into the red ball, and the human face formed by the red mist became a little clearer, with a head, a face and a neck.
As soon as this talisman paper touched the red mist, it turned into a chain and was tied around its neck. The writing on the talisman paper still glowed red on the chain.
Xiao Wencheng said solemnly: "After you fulfill the agreement, the chain will open on its own." After that, he threw the ghost bird's cutting stone into the root ball.
The human face made of red mist swallowed the stone with one opening of his mouth. He didn't even chew it but smacked his lips: "It's not without some small improvement. If your master hadn't insisted on reducing my cultivation, I wouldn't have dealt with these bastards today." , why should I bother?"
Chapter completed!