After the immortal disappeared

Then, the mirage fairy said to He Lingchuan: "Good, very good. You have made great contributions and deserve a big reward. Today's matter is over, I will talk to you in detail."

He Lingchuan knew that Qian Huan's mention of "detailed discussion" meant that he was still worried about the power behind He Lingchuan.

Xiao Wencheng pointed to the sand table: "Xianzun, the Tiangong team has entered the second lighthouse barrier and is heading north to Shilong Peak."

This sand table shows everything that happened on the ground of Yinzhu Island, including the Tiangong team.

What he was most worried about happened:

The Tiangong directly gave up the lighthouse tactics and wanted to fight a quick battle. He Xiao was right, Miao Zhantian had lost his patience.

While Qian Huan walked towards the sand table, Dong Rui gestured and asked He Lingchuan:

Isn't this Qian Huan himself?

He Lingchuan shook his head. This is just Qian Huan's external Dharma image, which can change its appearance.

The best tool to observe the enemy is the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, but this treasure has been given to He Xiao in the name of the Huan Sect. Qian Huan himself has countless magical powers, so he will not be stingy enough to ask for it back immediately.

He gathered his sleeves and gently shook his fingers on the sand table twice, and a colorless transparent round cover appeared under his hand, covering the entire sand table.

Then, the mountains, rivers, people, villages, docks, vehicles and ships in the sand table, everything has color.

The people and things that were originally made of sand now look like real things, without a bit of graininess. Even the characters who are not much bigger than a fly's head have expressions on their faces and wrinkles on their clothes.

Inside the round cover and on the sand table is a pocket-sized Silver Pearl Island, which is almost a scaled-down replica.

Even the sky of the pocket island is floating with clouds.

In a blink of an eye, Qian Huan Zhenren transformed the original sand table, not only making it concrete, but also making it no longer single-function.

From the sand table, it can be clearly seen that the Tiangong team bypassed Yu Village and continued to march north. Of course, Banqiu Lighthouse and Yu Village were gone, leaving only a nearly circular giant pit, as if someone had taken a spoon and scooped out a large piece, cutting off the peaks and creating valleys.

This was the trace left by the implosion of Elder Xu's soul.

Elder Liu, who had remained silent, was saddened when he saw it.

Thousands of years of friendship between fellow disciples, but now they are separated forever.

"Miao Zhantian's skin was badly injured, and Xu Lixing is worthy of being the pillar of our Huan Sect, brave and resolute." Qian Huan's words made Xiao Wencheng's back full of cold sweat, "But your actions are stupid! Even if someone reminds you, you still have to take chances and act on your own!"

Xiao Wencheng knew that he was talking about his actions of ordering his junior brothers to rush to Banqiu Lighthouse, so he had to bow his head and admit his responsibility: "My disciple is incompetent and caused the death of my junior brothers. Please punish me, Immortal Lord!"

Qian Huan said nothing, and looked at He Lingchuan again. He knew everything that happened in Wenhui Pavilion. At that time, He Lingchuan gave two suggestions, but also made corresponding reminders. He was indeed very kind and righteous, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But Qian Huan would not ignore why the elders had to attack Banqiu Lighthouse.

Language is an art. Not being able to find fault does not mean that there has been no misleading. Qian Huan, as a mirage demon, is a master of misleading people.

Was the quarrel between this young man and Xu Laosi intentional or unintentional?

He often used sign language when talking to his companions, just to prevent Qian Huan and Xiao Wencheng from eavesdropping. So, what they expressed in sign language is their true feelings, right?

He did not point it out, but just looked at the sand table.

Xiao Wencheng calmed down and whispered: "Miao Zhantian hid back to the Tiangong team and did not go straight to Shilong Peak. He probably wanted to recuperate and wait to observe the reaction of the Immortal Venerable."

On the sand table, the Tiangong team headed towards the Shilong Mountains, and Miao Zhantian and his skin disappeared again. Elder Xu's last-ditch effort finally bought some time for the Huanzong.

"It's a little strange that he used the space-time rift this time." Qian Huan knew the level of his disciples. Miao Zhantian could defeat them by borrowing the skin of a real immortal, but it was theoretically impossible to kill them all at the same time.

But Miao Zhantian did it.

He Lingchuan asked: "In other words, Miao Zhantian almost descended at his peak this time, and his strength was intact?"

"It remains to be seen." Qian Huan's face was as gloomy as water. Miao Zhantian would not dare to enter this upside-down sea if he had nothing to rely on. "It swallowed Banqiu's silver shuttle, which was stained with a trace of the primordial aura, or the power of chaos, to tear the void and devour my disciples!"

Xiao Wencheng's face changed: "The power of chaos? This has touched the origin of the universe!"

No wonder his fellow apprentices couldn't escape. Not to mention that they were beyond human control, their immortal power was not much stronger.

He Lingchuan was puzzled: "After being swallowed by the void, where did the elders go?"

The shuttle that Miao Zhantian took out was stained with the power of chaos in the universe? He immediately thought of the red shadow in the big square pot, which was also called chaos.

No wonder the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, one of the ancient treasures, couldn't beat it, and I don't know what the big square pot used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror for.

"It is possible that they were crushed by the void on the spot, or they may fall into the turbulence of time and space." Xiao Wencheng whispered, "Whether dead or alive, we probably won't see them again."

From then on, they were separated by life and death.

He Lingchuan was suspicious: "I heard that several elders of the Huanzong once entered Yaozi Lake, but they never returned?"

"They were trapped during my retreat."

"They shouldn't show up now, so as not to be discovered by the Heavenly Palace." Xiao Wencheng said, "Miao Zhantian thought that the Immortal Venerable was still in retreat, which is an advantage and can be used."

Qianhuan hummed and said to Xiao Wencheng: "Activate all the Xuanjing stocks. After today, they won't be used anymore."

"Yes." Xiao Wencheng responded and walked out of the room, taking two steps and disappearing from the spot.

This is a big deal, he has to go to Xianguang Cave in person.

After Wu Shidao betrayed his master and stole the black crystal, the procedure for withdrawing the black crystal from Xianguang Cave became extremely strict.

Since the head of the sect came in person, of course, the green light was given all the way.

He walked all the way to the bottom of Xianguang Cave and handed the order to the scale monster in person.

This time, the scale monster did not take out the black crystal for him, but opened the mechanism at the bottom, revealing a dark hole with a diameter of at least three feet.

No one knew where this hole led to, and it was quiet and there was no wind at all.

Thousands of weights jumped out of the treasure house, carrying each box of black crystal over and pouring it into this big hole.

This is not a small-caliber bag like a bottomless bag. The scale monster poured tens of thousands of pounds into it in an instant.

But this big hole is still bottomless. After pouring so many black crystals in, not even a sound of water can be heard.

This is also a bottomless hole.

Meanwhile, in Wenhui Pavilion, Qianhuan Zhenren turned around and took two steps. A gust of wind blew, and his figure became a little scattered.

Is this old guy going to disappear? He Lingchuan immediately said, "Please stay. I have something to ask you!"

He lent a hand when the Upside-Down Sea was in danger, and the Illusion Sect had to thank him from top to bottom. Now he wanted to ask a few questions, and Qianhuan Zhenren couldn't be so stingy that he wouldn't say anything. So Qianhuan stopped, stopped changing his figure, and tilted his head slightly.

This was waiting for He Lingchuan to ask questions, and he didn't waste time:

"What does it feel like to merge with the Upside-Down Sea? Can you clearly perceive everything that happened in the cave?"

He immediately turned on the knowledge-seeking mode. After all, the opportunity to ask questions to the True Immortal was rare even in ancient times.

Qianhuan Zhenren obviously knew about He Lingchuan's previous conversations with Xiao Wencheng and the elders of the Illusion Sect.

Qianhuan didn't even ask a single question about the battle between the Illusion Sect and the Heavenly Palace, and he must have mastered it more completely than others.

"The body has turned into chaos, mysterious and mysterious." Qian Huan paused and turned slowly, "No consciousness, no thought, omniscient and omnipotent."

This is a bit mysterious. Dong Rui frowned and thought hard, but He Lingchuan said secretly, so that's it.

Qian Huan said that when he merged into this small world, he was the world and the world was him. He had no self-awareness and no thinking ability, but he knew everything and could even lend his abilities to his disciples.

He Lingchuan also remembered the huge figure in the Red Sea of ​​the Dafanghu.

The giant monster that swallowed everything was chaos. And Qian Huan said that he turned into the chaos of the small world of the Upside-down Sea?

So, what did chaos itself come from?

Dong Rui also came over to ask for an answer: "Master Immortal, is the world under our feet real or illusion?"

The Huan Sect could previously change the landforms and perform great magical powers through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, which obviously borrowed the power of the fantasy world; but there are mines underground and the soil can grow spiritual herbs, which is very real.

Qian Huan did not answer directly: "Is it real or an illusion? Does it matter?"

Dong Rui shook his head honestly: "I don't understand."

Perhaps because they saved Huan Zong from danger, or perhaps for other reasons, Qian Huan showed rare patience with them.

He pointed at the lotus on the altar: "This flower is real, right?"

Dong Rui nodded.

Qian Huan casually summoned a mirror, stood it beside the vase, and pointed at the lotus in the mirror: "The flower in the mirror is an illusion, right?"

Dong Rui nodded again.

"Come here."

Dong Rui stood in front of the mirror as he was told, so that there was also a Dong Rui in the mirror.

Qian Huan stretched out his hand and brushed across the mirror, and the "Dong Rui" in the mirror moved, looked around, and seemed not to notice the real body outside the mirror, but saw the lotus in front of him.

He lowered his head and took a look, picked up a lotus, put it under his nose and smelled it, revealing a "good fragrance" expression.

"Is this lotus real to the 'you' in the mirror?"

"Yes. But... the 'I' in the mirror is not real."

"Are you sure?" Qian Huan said lightly, "How do you know?"

Dong Rui was both amused and confused: since his real body was standing here, the one in the mirror must be an illusion.

Qian Huan said again: "You see, the boundary between truth and illusion is this mirror, right?"

"...Yes." The outside of the mirror is real, and the inside of the mirror is an illusion.

"What if this mirror disappears?" Qian Huan snapped his fingers, and the mirror disintegrated, and everything in the mirror naturally disappeared, "Are the flowers on the altar real or fake?"

Dong Rui reached out and took out a lotus, with a few drops of water on the stem. The texture of the petals was not silky, but a little rough like cloth, which was the unique feel of lotus petals, "It's real."

"Really?" Qian Huan pointed to the side, "Look there again."