Ha, he thought, but in the City of the Dead, no, the big square pot was a hundred times more arrogant than this mirror. It never made a sound, and it was all up to him to guess what it wanted.
This mirror often talked to him, and He Lingchuan was used to it suddenly speaking, so he expressed his doubts.
The mirror was very arrogant after hearing this: "Can't you just ask me about this kind of thing?"
"Oh?" This guy actually has the answer? What a surprise! He Lingchuan took out the mirror and faced it, "Then tell me."
"Actually, I don't have a conclusion either."
He Lingchuan suddenly lost interest: "P, stop talking."
"This is rigorous, rigorous!" "He Lingchuan" in the mirror looked a little angry, "Not to mention me, the seniors of Tianyan Sect only have some inferences."
"Something is better than nothing, tell me something and I'll listen."
"A popular saying is that the Emperor's Liquid is an occasional large eruption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like a volcano or an earthquake, which has been building up for a long time before suddenly coming. But in the early Middle Ages, the Emperor's Liquid erupted one after another, ranging from once in a few days to several in the long term.
It happens once a month, and the most outrageous record is three times in three days."
"In three days, the emperor's liquid erupted three times?" He Lingchuan gasped, his back teeth itching with envy.
Hey, how much cultivation can this translate into!
"The original explanation was an inertial eruption." Mirror continued, "After a major eruption of a volcano or an earthquake, there will often be a series of subsequent eruptions and aftershocks. But there is a senior of the Tianyan Sect named Tian Shengzi, who spent more than a hundred
I spent years studying the rules of the emergence of Imperial Ooze and put forward a bold hypothesis——"
"——He believes that the appearance of the emperor's liquid is probably related to the death of the god."
"Death of gods?" He Lingchuan seemed to rarely hear this word, "Death of gods? But the gods had already left our world after the natural disasters, that is, before the beginning of the Middle Ages."
There is no god in this world, so how can a god die?
"These gods always come from somewhere. Natural disasters just drive the surviving gods back to their own world. But some of them were too seriously injured and died after they returned." Mirror continued, "And in the early Middle Ages, Tian Shengzi spent a lot of time
It took a lot of effort to get the death time of these gods, and then compare it with the time when the emperor's fluid erupted, hey!"
He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and flicked the mirror: "Stop selling off! Who did you learn this bad habit from?"
He didn't ask Tian Shengzi how to get the death time of a god in another world. It must be difficult.
The mirror was spinning on the table: "He discovered that the outbreaks of Emperor's Ooze occurred within two to three months after the death of the god."
"How many times has he compared the gods?"
"Twelve times." Mirror said in amusement, "Three of the gods died one after another within ten hours! Do you think there is such a coincidence?"
The shortest interval between the eruptions of the emperor's liquid is three times in three days, and two or three months ago, exactly three gods died in succession within ten hours.
The mirror is right, what a coincidence.
"But Tian Shengzi's calculation has an error of one month." He Lingchuan pointed out the flaw, "Look at Lingxu City's prediction, the error is no more than five days."
"Hey, it's been more than two thousand years. Future generations should have some insights and make some progress, right?" Jing Jing retorted, "Tian Shengzi disclosed his conjecture. At that time, not many people agreed, even most of the seniors of Tianyan Sect.
I think it's ridiculous, after all Tian Shengzi can't produce any evidence."
He Lingchuan also nodded when he heard this. Indeed, where could Tian Shengzi get evidence for such a vague thing? There is no problem with Tianyan Sect's identification.
Jing Jing said: "However, in future generations, maybe someone will adopt it?"
"If Tian Shengzi's inference is correct, why did the death of gods in the sky lead to the explosion of emperor fluid in this world?" This is a major event that happened in a different world.
"How do I know?" Jing Jing asked, "These are just what I heard. When I was born, Tian Shengzi had already passed away."
He Lingchuan remembered the last time the Emperor's Liquid erupted. At that time, the He family's father and son and the supporting army happened to walk to Fengling Ferry.
Everyone also complained that the amount of Emperor's liquid was too small, and the amount distributed to each person was insignificant.
If we go by what Tian Shengzi said, if we push forward two or three months from the time of the outbreak, the gods will have perished.
Push forward two or three months, what happened?
With a thought in his mind, He Lingchuan brought up an inconspicuous old event from the depths of his memory.
Before Lu Yao, the rebel leader of Woling Pass, was killed, he swallowed a black talisman. It should have been his last resort to save his life, but nothing happened and Lu Yao was beheaded.
He Lingchuan showed the collected black talismans to Marquis Songyang. She peeled off the disguise on the talisman paper and recognized that it was the "Jiao Shen Curse", which is a talisman that uses oneself as a skin to invite the gods to come.
As for why the talisman did not take effect, it was because the gods did not respond to Lu Yao. At that time, Songyang Hou speculated that the gods had given up on Lu Yao, or that something had happened that prevented him from coming, which was referred to as a bounce.
But after hearing what Jing Jing said today, He Lingchuan had another speculation in his mind:
Could it be that the god corresponding to the "Jiao God Curse" has died?
The big backer is dead, so it's strange that Lu Yao can still summon it.
Pushing forward three months from the outbreak of Imperial Liquid, a major event did happen that shocked the government and the public of the Kite Kingdom:
The rebel leader Hong Xiangqian was defeated at Woling Pass!
Originally, the rebels marched northward with unstoppable momentum and reached their peak after conquering Woling Pass. The government and army could not defeat them no matter how much they encircled and suppressed them. Even Shi Huan and the capital were seriously threatened.
Lu Yao's "Jiao Divine Curse" obviously came from Hong Xiangqian, so this "Jiayuan Holy Master" also has his own gods.
So are his great victories and defeats along the way also related to the gods?
Could it be that the god behind him suddenly died and Hong Xiangqian lacked support, which became one of the important reasons for the failure of the rebels?
At least in terms of time, this series of events can be put online.
Then the next question comes again, who killed the god behind Hong Xiangqian?
Heaven and earth have been separated. Only gods can kill gods, right?
It turns out that even gods are not safe.
"Hey, why are you in a daze again?" The mirror shone at him with its mirrored light.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If another emperor ooze appears in three days, which god will fall?"
It seems that the world of gods is not peaceful either, and He Lingchuan is gloating about his misfortune. If a few more gods were killed and a few more rounds of emperor's fluids came to the human world, wouldn't his cultivation level soar?
"The Demon Emperor must know that the news came from Lingxu City." Jing Jing said sarcastically, "You should ask it."
"Maybe there will be a chance in the future." He Lingchuan shrugged, "Who can say for sure?"
After tossing for half a night, it would be dawn if he didn't sleep. He Lingchuan took off his clothes and lay down, fell down and fell asleep in a second.
Mirror:"……"
Is this person a pig?
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They were all so familiar, He Lingchuan knocked on the door: "Aluo!"
He shouted several times before the door creaked open. A Luo was disheveled and had a stern face about to curse. When he saw that the visitor was He Lingchuan, his tone lowered:
"What's up!"
If this were Hu Min, he would have been scolded bloody.
He Lingchuan has been very popular in Panlong City recently, and Aluo has won a lot of money in gambling with him.
Who can be angry when seeing the financial owner?
He Lingchuan looked up at the sky. Isn't this the sun rising three poles high?
"The sun is shining on your butt, how can you sleep at your age...?" Before he could finish his sentence, He Lingchuan saw a figure flashing in the room behind him, "Huh? Who is that?"
"No one." A Luo moved his body to block his sight, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Don't you want me to come in and sit down?" He Lingchuan chuckled, "Your herbal tea is quite delicious."
A Luo didn't even move: "I still want to go back and sleep!"
"Who do you want to sleep with?" Everyone is full of energy, so it's not unusual for them to call each other occasionally. After all, people have instincts, and everyone gets what they need. But Aluo didn't tell him directly and didn't let him see it, which meant that the person in the room was not from the Hong Kong Coliseum.
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Seeing that A Luo's face was getting worse and worse, He Lingchuan coughed slightly and turned back to business: "Can the formula of the Imperial Liquid Ointment you gave me be improved?"
"Isn't it easy to use?" A Luo was a little confused, "I haven't heard that Emperor Flow Serum is coming recently?"
"I feel that the potency is still a little weak. I want to make an advanced version of the prescription first so that I can be prepared." This is what He Lingchuan thought, "I have grown a lot recently, so the formula may need to be adjusted."
A Luo stretched out his hand to check his pulse, pondered for a long time before saying: "Your cultivation has indeed increased rapidly, and the congestion in your meridians has been reduced a lot. You can indeed use more powerful medicine."
Of course, a strong person needs a more powerful formula and more domineering medicinal power. For example, the ointment used by General Red is definitely different from ordinary people...if she uses it.
"so?"
"So I have to think about it carefully and come back in the evening!"
A Luo took a step back and slammed the door. If He Lingchuan hadn't retreated quickly, he would have almost been hit in the nose.
I'm afraid this guy didn't need time to think about it. He Lingchuan heard very light footsteps coming from the room, more softly than Aluo's.
As soon as he turned around, Hu Min ran over from across the street:
"Duandao, why are you here? You have a mission!"
He Lingchuan was refreshed. Is the first mission after joining the Gale Army finally here?
He pressed the door of Aluo's house and raised his voice: "Do you want to call Aluo?"
"He is not needed for non-combat missions." Hu Min looked at the wooden door, "Is he at home?"
Arlo's muffled voice came from inside: "Not here!"
Before he ran out of patience and cursed "Go away," He Lingchuan and Hu Min walked away wisely.
Hu Min imparted experience as a veteran: "The first mission after joining the Gale Army is usually more difficult. This is tradition."
It's an old routine in the army to give new recruits a thumbs up.
"Isn't it a non-combat mission?"
"I don't know the specific content. The superiors have assigned you, Wicker, and three new people to make the door panels." Hu Min chuckled, "We don't have a share."
The Red General ordered He Lingchuan to form his own team. For new recruits who had just joined the Gale Army, this was an exceptional honor.
During the war, if you have military merit and ability, you can say anything.