This feeling was very strange. There were clearly four or five tourists between He Lingchuan and the statue, but he was sure that the so-called "eye of truth" was staring at him!
His hair stood on end all at once, but his body refused to obey his orders, and he couldn't turn around or step forward.
Then, the statue also opened its eyes.
Miao Zhantian originally lowered his head at a forty-five-degree angle, with his eyes slightly closed. Because it was placed in a high position, it was just the right angle to overlook everyone.
When she opened her eyes, her purple-red pupils looked directly at He Lingchuan.
He immediately realized that he couldn't even look away.
The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the statue of Miaozhantian quickly expanded in his field of vision until its body was extremely majestic and beyond the horizon.
The tourists around him disappeared one after another, the voices disappeared one after another, and finally even Lu Shishi disappeared.
In the huge unknown space, it seemed that only He Lingchuan himself was left.
Only the dome of the Golden Palace is still shining with the Milky Way, but from He Lingchuan's perspective, it is also infinitely vast, as if it really hangs high in the sky and is vast.
Where on earth was he brought?
Suddenly, he could move again.
He Lingchuan took two steps back in confusion, and unexpectedly found that he was standing on the weighing plate!
When does he appear on the scale?
With a "dang" sound, the touchstone fell on the empty weighing plate opposite.
I don’t know if it has become smaller or if the touchstone has grown larger, but in short, its base diameter is at least seven feet now, and its whole body is shining with golden light, which is very eye-catching.
Just like before, the appearance of the touchstone did not bring about a change in the balance of the scale arm.
A sigh seemed to come from the void, and He Lingchuan vaguely heard disappointment.
Has the testing of him begun?
Why is the other person disappointed?
The eye of truth on the scale turned twice, and its eyes were locked on him.
Compared with the eyeballs he saw in the Panlong City Fighting Hall, this big eye was at least a hundred times magnified and a hundred times scarier. He Lingchuan could even see its beating eyelids.
The staring gaze of his big eyes made him feel that all the secrets in his heart were hidden.
"Where is this?" He looked around in panic and shouted, "Who is there!"
This is a normal reaction for ordinary people.
A gentle, magnetic female voice sounded in this space, as grand as the long note of an organ: "What's your name?"
He Lingchuan asked: "Who are you!"
"I am Miao Zhantian." The female voice said, "What about you?"
This first question stumped He Lingchuan.
His alias in Bejia was He Xiao, but if he reported this name, could he pass the litmus test?
Miao Zhantian is famous for his ability to distinguish between true and false, right from wrong. As a mortal, can he escape the eyes of the gods?
"Huh?" Miao Zhantian urged him, "I only ask you three questions. You must answer them truthfully and don't try to hide them from the eyes of the judge."
She didn't go on to say "otherwise" because she didn't need to.
Every mortal should understand the consequences of offending the gods.
He Lingchuan felt a slight heat in his chest.
It wasn't the sacred bone necklace in my clothes, but something else that was getting hot.
Just this little warmth made him feel warm again in this vast space.
It's like the spring sunshine falling on people through the mottled branches and leaves.
It's like he walked through the ice and snow and saw a small wooden house with a pond fire burning before the next storm came.
That kind of warmth would probably not be worth mentioning in normal times, but now it had the power to calm people's hearts. He Lingchuan's tense and anxious thoughts suddenly relaxed.
The feeling of powerlessness caused by facing the omnipotent God alone gradually disappeared.
What is he doing?
The last thing you should not do at this time is to be manipulated by the other party!
Now that he is already standing here, standing under the eyes of the gods, he can only be very careful and deal with the opponent!
Under the gaze of big eyes, he lowered his head and said humbly:
"My, my name is He Xiao."
Squeak, squeak, the scales' arms began to shake.
Because it was magnified a hundred times, even the smallest movement was astonishingly loud. The scale fluctuated up and down, and He Lingchuan felt as if he was standing on a small sampan, being shaken by several big waves.
Is this a litmus test for measuring the weight of his words?
Fortunately, this frightening shaking soon slowed down, the amplitude of the up and down swing of the scale decreased, and it soon stopped.
Balance your arms so that the two weighing plates are almost aligned in a straight line.
Is this answer considered approved?
He Lingchuan did remember that He Xiao was his last name before he was three to five years old.
No, it's not his, it's the original's.
The light of a gold weighing plate can be used to identify people, and is brighter than a polished mirror.
He Lingchuan's eyes fell on the disk, and he accidentally discovered that the complicated stars in the sky were reflected in countless numbers. Even how they flickered and what color of light they emitted was clearly distinguishable. On the contrary, his own reflection was the closest and the most distant.
It's blurry and I can't even see my face clearly.
Can this be considered normal?
He quietly raised his head and glanced at the big eyeball on the top of the scale.
It stared back at him without blinking.
"Okay, second question." Miao Zhantian continued to ask, "What is the connection between you and Dafang Pot?"
Just a few words hit He Lingchuan's Achilles' heel with precision.
Miao Zhantian didn't ask He Lingchuan if he knew about the Dafang Pot, nor did he ask where the Dafang Pot was.
Her question was very vague and broad, and if He Lingchuan had even the slightest connection with Dafang Hu, it would be impossible to get around it.
But He Lingchuan had repeatedly consolidated his psychological expectations since he was summoned. The gods and emperors couldn't come to him just to chat, right?
Isn't their only purpose for meeting him, the big square pot?
Therefore, the three words "big square pot" cannot make any waves in his heart now.
"Big...what?" He looked confused, and even looked up at his big eyes, "Tianzun Mingcha! I don't know what that is, and it has nothing to do with it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mulian's pupils suddenly opened to their maximum size, and even the corners of his eyes burst into blood!
He Lingchuan was startled and took two steps back.
"Let's see the results."
The scale began to shake up and down again.
But this time the amplitude was not large. He Lingchuan found that his position was getting lower and lower, and he had to look up to see the touchstone.
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In other words, he not only told the "truth", but it also held great weight!
This is the so-called "confirmation".
Miao Zhantian was silent, as if he was a little surprised by the result.
The stars in the sky suddenly twinkled.
No matter whether He Lingchuan lowers his head to look at the reflection of the weighing plate or looks up at the stars in the sky, he will find that those are not stars at all, but eyes!
Countless twinkling eyes!
To be continued...