After the immortal disappeared

Hatred is a powerful driving force, but it is not hatred that always inspires He Lingchuan to move forward.

The belief he needs transcends hatred itself.

Bai Ziqi frowned. He really couldn't understand this statement.

Can't tolerate? "Because of the Dafang Pot?"

The gods can't tolerate He Xiao, which is easy to understand, just like the gods can't tolerate Yuanguo and Panlongcheng;

"You He Xiao can't tolerate the gods, how can you say that?" Even Bai Ziqi thinks this kid is too arrogant, what qualifications does he have?

He Lingchuan drank the wine in the glass.

Over the years, his mental journey is difficult to tell to outsiders. At the beginning, he was indeed wary of Beijia because of the Dafang Pot and the crime of holding a treasure, and he wanted to strengthen himself. He was forced to be strong; however, as time went by and his experience grew, his state of mind had long changed.

He understood more and more that he had taken over the fire from Zhong Shengguang.

But he couldn't express this feeling to Bai Ziqi, or to anyone else.

Seeing him smiling but not saying anything, Bai Ziqi sighed, "I'm really curious, what ability does Dafanghu have to make you and Zhong Shengguang so loyal?"

"Brother Bai, why don't you see it with your own eyes?"

The moment He Lingchuan put down the cup, the surrounding scene changed.

They were suddenly on another small hill, which was also bare, but Bai Ziqi was not facing the lake, but the towering outer wall of the city.

The wall was two feet high. In Bai Ziqi's eyes, the wall was a bit thin and the defense was not outstanding.

The top of the wall was full of soldiers, either holding swords and spears, or bows and arrows, and their expressions looking out of the city were particularly nervous.

Outside the city?

He turned around and took a look, and his scalp tightened.

Opposite the city was an endless green grassland, but now it was an endless sea of ​​spears and halberds!

There was an army with bright armor and tough faces, and the sharp weapons still flashed a cold light in the sunset!

Bai Ziqi himself had led troops to fight in battles, and he knew from their spirit that they were rare elite soldiers. The huge army was like a divine weapon unsheathed, and the horses under the soldiers did not even move.

The soldiers in the front row were wearing dark red armor. It was a little faded, but also stained with the sharpness of the wind and frost.

"Where is this?" The two were between the two armies, less than ten feet apart, and Bai Ziqi could feel the fierce murderous aura of the golden swords and iron horses.

But they didn't seem to notice Bai Ziqi and He Lingchuan, and didn't even glance at them.

Is this an illusion?

"Luanzipo City." The table and chairs between the two disappeared at some point, and Bai Ziqi found himself sitting on a big rock, listening to He Lingchuan, "It's about seventy miles away from the former capital of Xianyou Kingdom."

Xianyou Kingdom? A country that has disappeared in history? Bai Ziqi quickly located it in his mind, probably north of the newly established Shen Kingdom.

However, why did He Xiao specifically mention Xianyou Country?

As soon as this thought came up, someone on the top of the city shouted: "General Hong, General Hong, please come out and answer!"

The team below split in the middle, and a rider slowly walked out.

Black horse and red armor, cloak fluttering behind.

Although this person was wearing a dragon head mask and heavy armor, Bai Ziqi still saw at a glance that this should be a female general!

The neck is very slender.

Of course, he can be so perceptive because the officials on the top of the city shouted her name.

The famous General Hong, who was sealed in history!

As a Duyun envoy, Bai Ziqi had read the sealed information in the Heavenly Palace and of course knew what kind of person this was.

But why did she lead the army here?

"King Xianyou escaped, leaving you, a small official, to die for him." General Hong spoke, and her voice echoed in the hearts of everyone in and outside the city, "Open the gate and surrender. I killed people in the capital this morning and I'm a little tired."

Others say this to pretend to be cool; but when General Hong said this, the soldiers on the city wall felt their scalps numb and swallowed their saliva wildly, because she was not exaggerating at all.

Bai Ziqi was moved.

She killed people in the capital of Xianyou, and King Xianyou escaped?

These key sentences together, could it be... Xianyou was destroyed?

General Hong broke through the capital of Xianyou in the morning, King Xianyou abandoned the capital and fled, and then the army of Panlong City chased all the way here?

"Isn't this wrong?" Bai Ziqi immediately found the difference, "In history, Panlong City was jointly broken by Xianyou and Baling, how could this scene of counterattack appear?"

Now it is General Hong of Panlong City who broke through the capital of Xianyou and forced King Xianyou to run away!

He Lingchuan said lightly: "Perhaps, this is the new history."

The officials on the city wall were passionate: "If you dare to raise troops to invade, Beijia will not spare Panlong City! Wait, soon Baling Kingdom will..."

An arrow flew up from the bottom of the city and pierced into the parapet beside him.

The official was startled and leaned back.

"A rotten tree cannot be carved." General Hong seemed to sigh, raised his hand and waved, "Kill!"

Luanzipo is just an ordinary city, without a copper wall and iron wall. The Panlong Army did not even need to send out special siege beasts.

Not long after, the city gate was broken.

When the army surged up like a tide, Bai Ziqi kicked a stone under his feet, and it rolled down the hill with a ticking sound.

General Hong, who was in the chaos, suddenly turned his head and glanced here.

Although wearing a mask, Bai Ziqi could feel that her eyes were locked on him.

She saw them?

Oh. He Lingchuan waved his hand quickly.

Bai Ziqi's eyes blurred and the scene changed again.

They sat back at the table again, which was also a square table, but it was made of boxwood, and the paint on the surface had been repaired several times, so it still looked a bit old.

They were no longer outdoors, but in a tavern.

The tavern was not big, and there were three tables of guests sitting at six or seven tables, all drinking and chatting, and there was nothing unusual.

Bai Ziqi looked out the door and frowned.

This tavern was also facing a city wall, which was surprisingly high compared to the Luanzipo just now, and the plank roads on the top of the wall were also neatly built.

"Why does it look like a high wall of a prison?"

He Lingchuan poured himself a glass of wine: "I heard that Lingxu City also built a wall, how high is it?"

Bai Ziqi immediately shut up.

It was very high, at least not lower than the section in front of him.

Then, he saw a dragon swimming over on the wall.

"Is that... a city-guarding beast?"

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Bai Ziqi was surprised at first, but then he realized that it was not a real dragon.

With this dragon, combined with the Luanzipo City and General Hong he had seen before, he thought for a moment and understood:

"This place, wouldn't it be Panlong City?"

"It's the real thing." He Lingchuan raised the pot with his middle finger and shook it, "It's empty. Man, get some wine!"

The boy who came was a four or five-year-old kid, holding a pot of wine in his arms, which could barely be put on the table: "My father said that this wine is for General Hu Yi to drink, and it's free!"

He Lingchuan took the pot and rubbed his head: "Okay, thank him."

"General Hu Yi?" Bai Ziqi's eyes were as surprised as Qian Huan's before, "Are you also from Panlong City?"

"Yes, it's the real thing."

"No, that's not right, you are a living person." Bai Ziqi murmured, "What's going on?"

The drinkers next to him suddenly burst into laughter, all talking about interesting things on the battlefield.

There was a constant stream of people outside the door, a peddler was passing by shaking a wave drum, and the aroma of wine, meat and food was floating in the hall...

It was getting dark.

Bai Ziqi raised his cup and took a sip. The wine had the aroma of pears, which was different from what he had drunk before.

"Are we in the Dafang Pot?"

"No. You just saw the scene in the Dafang Pot." The Dafang Pot would not accept Bai Ziqi. This was just He Lingchuan using the Dayan Dzi Bead to synchronize the scene of the Panlong World.

"Then where are you?" Bai Ziqi asked, "In reality or in the pot, why can these people talk to you?"

"All." He Lingchuan smiled slightly, "I am between the virtual and the real."

Where is the boundary between the virtual and the real? The trip to the Upside-Down Sea gave him a new understanding.

Although he was confused, Bai Ziqi still found out: "This Panlong City is not the Panlong City in history, right?"

He Lingchuan only said: "Panlong City has never disappeared."

He waved his hand again, and Bai Ziqi's eyes were blurred again.

They returned to the lakeside again. It was cold and bleak all around, with a pot of residual wine on the table.

This is reality.

He Lingchuan said lightly: "I have never been devoted to Dafanghu, but Panlong City has shaped me into such a person."

Bai Ziqi was silent.

The two scenes just now answered the questions about He Xiao, but more questions also arose.

Who is this guy in front of him?

He Lingchuan did not give him more time to think: "I am also curious, what kind of magic does the Heavenly Palace have that can make such a brilliant person like Brother Bai betray his origin and position and work for the gods wholeheartedly?"

Bai Ziqi narrowed his eyes and said in a very surprised tone: "Betraying origin and position?"

This was the first time someone put the word "betrayal" on him.

"You are the Cloud Envoy of the Heavenly Palace. You know exactly how the Heavenly Demon controls Beijia and how to create chaos to seize the nightmare of the human world. You are not one of those ignorant believers." He Lingchuan looked him in the eye, "But you are a human first. Why are you determined to be a dog for the Heavenly Demon?"

"Human?" Bai Ziqi's eyes met his, without fear, "Do you know what the human world was like before Beijia appeared?"

"Back then, I listened to many lectures in Lingxu Imperial College." He Lingchuan sat back on the back of his chair, "The world was as desolate as the eternal night, and the civilians lived like pigs and dogs, until Beijia came out of nowhere and became the ideal country for demons. Right?"

"Back then, Lingxu City had no walls, and all nations came to pay tribute, and the academic atmosphere was lively. Lingxu City would of course repair the history of Beijia and frame it beautifully." The books and classes that He Lingchuan had read and listened to in Lingxu City all specifically explained the pre-history of the country, which contained countless heroic deeds of the sages.

And he could feel that not only foreign students believed it, but also people from Lingxu City and Beijia citizens from other places believed it.

Everyone believed it without a doubt.

What reason was there not to believe it? It was a complete set of theories, and it was a history that was passed down in an orderly manner.

There were so many great people who wrote books and made annotations specifically, could they all be fake?