After the immortal disappeared

This boat is very similar to the walnut boat that Sun Fuping used in the Panlong Desert. It can also freely change size, but it does not need to be dragged by a creature. As long as someone drives the direction, it has its own power to float forward, and it moves fast and steadily.

The large army is going to evacuate the Unbeaten Hill. It is very difficult to move while resisting the attack of the Illusion Sect in the rear.

How can Qian Huan allow them to evacuate smoothly? He saw the direction of the evacuation of the Heavenly Palace, and raised the ground in front of them at will, turning the flat land into peaks and hills into ravines. As soon as the Heavenly Palace entered the mountain road, the cliffs above collapsed and the rocks fell.

In the fantasy world, Xiao Wencheng can do this through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. In this world with higher freedom, Qian Huan can change the terrain easily, right?

As for the Heavenly Palace, the only one who can deal with Qian Huan's willful behavior is Miao Zhantian.

Although Zang Xi Zhenjun was still meditating with his eyes closed, the range of the lotus lamp barrier in his hand suddenly expanded to three miles in radius.

No matter what kind of terrain Qian Huan conjured up to block the Tiangong team, as long as they entered this exceptionally bright barrier, they would melt quickly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

When the Tiangong team approached, they had already returned to their original appearance.

Even if the mountain collapsed overhead and huge rocks fell, once they entered the lotus barrier, their volume would be reduced to one thousandth of their original size.

A rock bigger than a house might be a fingertip-sized stone when it fell on the Tiangong team, causing pain in the face or making people rub their eyes.

But there was no fatal danger.

Miao Zhantian explained that they were originally only that big, but in this world where the fake is real, hitting people would have the effect of a huge rock.

And the real barrier of Cang Xi Zhenjun only stripped off their disguise and returned to their original form.

"This is called, Shen Xi illuminates the illusion sea." It is essentially a battle between Miao Zhantian and Qian Huan.

Although this world is weird, Miao Zhantian has not gained nothing after observing it for so long.

After saying that, the gray parrot was silent again.

While dealing with the pursuers behind him, Bai Ziqi asked in a busy schedule: "God seems to have some questions?"

"Yes." Bai Ziqi is his own man. After working with him for so long, Miao Zhantian was too lazy to make trouble. "I was fighting with Qianhuan just now, and suddenly I felt another force intervene. But before I could trace it, it disappeared again."

Bai Ziqi was shocked.

In the contest between the true gods and the true immortals, someone could actually intervene?

No, that shouldn't be the power of "people".

Bai Ziqi knew that the power that could be solemnly pointed out by Miao Zhantian must be extraordinary.

"In the sea of ​​​​upside down, there is actually a third force?" This discovery is extraordinary.

"It just retracted after a short delay, just a test." The gray parrot pondered, "Qianhuan must have sensed it. Could it be that this is the reinforcement he brought?"

Not only did Miaozhantian borrow treasures from Lingxu Saint, if Qianhuan also had backup...

"At this critical juncture? Or in the small cave." Bai Ziqi said, "It's unlikely. The storm wall of the Upside-Down Sea is only open for ten days. Qianhuan doesn't seem to trust anyone. Even Lingshan doesn't know his exact location. How could it be so coincidental that he suddenly lends a hand?"

"Yes, this power is even a little familiar." Miaozhantian was still a little surprised. After all, this matter is not in line with common sense.

Bai Ziqi asked: "Does this power come from gods or immortals?"

This can always be distinguished, right?

Miao Zhantian did not give a direct answer, but only said: "Qian Huan's strength is also very strong, especially the fantasy world he built with his own hands, which initially blinded my true eyes."

He said leisurely: "There is a clear gap between truth and falsehood. If it is crossed, it is false, and if it is not crossed, it is true."

No matter how much divine power he infuses, the true eye must first be able to define "truth" in order to work.

"But Qian Huan filled this gap and confused the judgment of the true eye!" The gray parrot raised its beak towards the fallen rocks on the cliff, "I spent a lot of effort to re-adjust the true eye. Otherwise, you will have a hard time along the way."

The stones on this ground were all huge stones weighing thousands or tens of thousands of tons when they fell, with a huge momentum.

"Qian Huan lost the mirage pearl, and I thought his practice would stagnate; now it seems that he should have found another way. These old things really know how to collect treasures for themselves."

Speaking of this, he suddenly exclaimed, flapped his wings and flew under the rock wall, and brought back a stone.

It was a stone about the size of a pigeon egg, very round, gray and black, and Bai Ziqi didn't see anything special about it.

The grey parrot lowered its head, knocked it into pieces with its hard beak, and banged it a few times.

The cross-section of two of the pieces flashed a little soft light in the sun.

Just a little bit.

The grey parrot said, "This thing has the breath of Qian Huan."

It was very faint, but it felt it, so it picked it out from a pile of rocks.

"What is this?" Bai Ziqi picked up a piece and shone it in the sun a few times, "Why would Qian Huan put it in the mountain?"

This was a rolling rock that fell from the giant peak, and it broke into more than a dozen pieces after landing.

The grey parrot stared at the fragments in a trance, and after a while he said: "It is said that mirages are illusory. Those who can say such things are just hearsay and know nothing about mirages."

Bai Ziqi listened attentively: "Please give me some advice, God."

"We have been studying Qianhuan for a long time."

This "we" is of course not only the god Miaozhantian.

With Qianhuan's identity and status, he is certainly qualified to be the focus of the god's research.

"No matter how clever the mirage is, even if it is built by thousands of illusions, it cannot be created out of thin air. It must have support." Gray Parrot said, "Look at the farmers weaving baskets. They must first determine the frame before weaving along the edges. The mirage is also Again, it is precisely because of its nothingness that it must rely on physical objects as its foundation, so that it can be arranged layer by layer.”

"What do you mean by physical objects?"

"Things that can help him build a mirage." Miao Zhantian said slowly, "There must be many similar objects in this illusion. Qian Huan uses them as fulcrums and uses them to build the skeleton of this illusion."

They were having a conversation when Bai Shi suddenly hurried over from behind and reported in a low voice:

"Your Excellency, we have just found out something: when the Luodian people's leader captured the lamp-keeping boy of Shilong Peak by the Yaozi Lake, he found a treasure and hid it privately."

After saying that, he offered something with both hands: "This is it."

This is an eaves bell, which is usually hung under the eaves of the main hall in palaces and temples. It is also found in some pagodas. In addition to its decorative function, some also have formations to ward off evil spirits and ward off filth.

Bai Ziqi took it and heard Bai Shi continue:

"The reason why he kept it privately was because he heard from the boy that this eaves bell was given to the sect by Master Qianhuan personally for communication purposes during the retreat. But in the past few decades, Qianhuan retreated to death, and this bell It didn't work. But when Huanzong evacuated, Xiao Wencheng specifically told them to take off the eaves bell and take it away with them. "

Bai Ziqi frowned: "Why didn't the brain-eating insect demon report it?"

The gray parrot said on the side: "After the brain-eating insect demon takes over the brain, it only searches for memories that it thinks are useful, and it is impossible to accept and read them all."

How big is the human brain, how many memories are there in this life, and how many random thoughts are there? Collect all the brain-eating insect demons, and your brain will explode in an instant.

Bai Ziqi looked at the bell carefully. The texture was not as heavy as metal. Although there was a rough texture on the surface, when you turned the bell inside, you could see that the side walls were very smooth and even had a beautiful glaze, just like soap bubbles in the sun. , can refract several colors of halo.

"A token given by Qian Huan himself?"

Bai Shi continued: "By the way, the waiter also said, 'The token that the island owner surnamed He presented to the master was also an eaves bell.' He was watching at the scene."

"The token that He Xiao brought out? No, it should be the token that Lingshan brought out." Bai Ziqi pondered, "The Huan Sect has been in seclusion for so many years. With He Xiao's age and background, it was probably difficult to have a relationship with the Huan Sect in the past. The biggest Maybe, he got this eaves bell from Lingshan or Mou State as a token of meeting Qianhuan."

"Then, these two eaves bells should be very unique. Regardless of Qianhuan or Huanzong, you can tell at a glance that these things cannot be counterfeited." Otherwise, how can they be used as tokens?

The gray parrot looked at the eaves bell and suddenly said: "Shake it."

After getting the eaves bell, the white guards never dared to shake it casually. This is Qian Huan's treasure. Who knows what will come out of this shake.

When the gray parrot said this, Bai Shi picked up the eaves bell and shook it twice.

Hey, no sound?

He shook it hard a few more times, but still there was no sound at all.

The gray parrot let out a low voice and asked Bai Shi to pick up the pebbles it had just knocked open, hold it in his palm, and then ring the bell.

This time it shook.

Ding ling ling, ding ling ling ling, extremely crisp and rhythmic.

Bai Ziqi listened to a few sounds and said, "This is a code word."

But they have no basis and cannot decipher it.

"It will only ring when it senses Qianhuan's breath." The gray parrot stared at it for a long time, seeming to be in a trance.

Although the shouts of killing were loud and the pursuers were clinging to their guns, Gray Parrot's thinking was not affected: "We have been in the Upside Down Sea for so long, but we haven't been able to get anything directly related to Qian Huan. This old thing It’s so cautious that even the popular Wind Temple in the fantasy world doesn’t have anything directly related to it.”

Therefore, Qian Huan is particularly difficult to track.

After more than ten breaths, it spoke again:

"Mi Tian once said that Qian Huan's shell is so hard. I used to think that this was just a taunt. After all, Mi Tian has a bad temper and usually likes to be yin and yang."

"What do you think?"

"This eaves bell is very suitable for dismantling. It was probably made by Qian Huan. It has not been refined and refined, and it is not protected by a powerful formation."

It's just a token, it doesn't need too complicated functions. Perhaps the original Qian Huan was refined casually and didn't change too much.

So the gray parrot picked up the eaves bell from his hand, flapped its wings and flew towards Zangxi Zhenjun, and hovered the eaves bell above the lotus lamp in his arms.