Chapter 377 The source of Emperor Ooze

Heh, he thought about it, but the Undead City, no, the Dafang Pot is a hundred times more arrogant than this mirror, and never uttered a word, it all depends on his guessing.

The mirror often talks to him, and He Lingchuan is used to it speaking suddenly, so he voiced his doubts.

Mirror was very arrogant when he heard this: “Why don’t you just ask me about this kind of thing?”

“Oh?” This guy actually has an answer? What a surprise! He Lingchuan took out the mirror and faced each other, “Then you say.”

「Actually, I don’t have a conclusion either.」

He Lingchuan became bored immediately: “Stop talking about P.”

“This is rigorous, rigorous!” “He Lingchuan” in the mirror looked a little angry, “Don’t say it’s me, the seniors of Tianyanzong only have some inferences.”

「Something is better than nothing, tell me one and let me know.」

“It is a popular saying that the emperor’s liquid is an occasional eruption of heaven and earth spiritual energy, like a volcano or an earthquake, which has been accumulated for a long time before it suddenly arrives. But in the early Middle Ages, the eruption of the emperor’s liquid was also one after another, as short as every few days, and as long as several Once a month, the most outrageous record is three times in three days.”

“During three days, three eruptions of imperial fluid flow?” He Lingchuan gasped, his molars itching with envy.

Hiss, how much cultivation can this be transformed into!

“The original explanation was inertial eruption.” The mirror continued, “After volcanoes and earthquakes erupt, there will often be a series of follow-up eruptions and aftershocks. But there is a senior in Tianyanzong called Tianshengzi, who spent more than a hundred Years of research on the law of the appearance of Emperor Ooze, and put forward a bold hypothesis—”

「—He believes that the appearance of Emperor Ooze is probably related to the death of God.」

“Gods perish?” He Lingchuan seemed to have rarely heard this word, “Gods perish? But after the natural disasters, before the beginning of the Middle Ages, the gods have already left our world.”

There are no gods in this world anymore, so how can there be gods?

“These gods always have their origins. The natural disasters just drove the surviving gods back to their own world. But some of them were so seriously injured that they died after returning.” The mirror continued, “In the early Middle Ages, Tianshengzi spent a lot of money. 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 liquid erupted, hey!”

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and flicked the mirror: “Don’t be a fool! Who did you learn this bad habit from?”

He didn’t ask Tian Shengzi how to get the time of God’s death in another world, it must be very difficult.

The mirror was spinning on the table: “He found that the eruption of the emperor’s liquid happened within two to three months after the death of the god.”

「How many times has he compared the death of the gods?」

“Twelve times.” The mirror said, “Three of the gods fell one after another, within ten hours! Do you think there is such a coincidence?”

The shortest interval between the eruption of Emperor Ooze is three days and three times, and two or three months ago, exactly three gods fell consecutively within ten hours.

The mirror is right, what a coincidence.

“However, the error of Tianshengzi’s calculation is as high as one month.” He Lingchuan pointed out the loophole, “Look at the forecast of Lingxu City, the error is not more than five days.”

“Hey, it’s been more than two thousand years, and the future generations should have some experience and progress?” Mirror retorted him, “Tian Shengzi made his conjecture public. At that time, not many people agreed, even most of the seniors of Tianyan Sect thought Ridiculous, after all, Tianshengzi can’t come up with any evidence.”

He Lingchuan nodded when he heard this. Indeed, where can Tianshengzi get evidence for such a illusory matter? There is nothing wrong with Tian Yanzong’s identification.

Mirror said: “However, maybe someone in the future will adopt it?”

“If Tian Shengzi’s deduction is correct, why did the death of the gods in the sky cause the eruption of the emperor’s liquid in this world?” This is a major event that happened in different worlds.

“How do I know?” Mirror Yan said, “These are just what I heard. When I was born, Tian Shengzi had already sat down.”

He Lingchuan recalled the last time the emperor’s liquid erupted. At that time, the He family father and son and the support army just walked to Fengling Ferry.

Everyone also complained that the amount of the emperor’s slurry was too small, and it was insignificant to distribute it to each person.

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Tian Shengzi said that two or three months before the outbreak time, gods would perish.

Two or three months forward, what happened?

With a thought in his mind, He Lingchuan brought up an inconspicuous old event from the depths of his memory.

Woling Pass rebel leader Lu Yao swallowed a black talisman before he was killed. That should be his last life-saving move, but nothing happened, Lu Yao was beheaded.

He Lingchuan showed the collected black talisman seals to Marquis Songyang. She peeled off the camouflage on the talisman paper and recognized that it was a “Ji Shen Mantra”, a spell that used herself as a skin to invite the gods to descend.

As for why the talisman did not take effect, it was because the gods did not respond to Lu Yao. At that time, Marquis Songyang speculated that the gods had given up on Lu Yao, or that something had happened that prevented him from coming.

But after hearing what the mirror said today, He Lingchuan had another speculation in his mind:

The **** corresponding to the “Ji Shen Mantra” has already fallen?

The big backer is dead, it’s strange that Lu Yao can summon it.

Three months before the eruption of Diliuye, there was indeed a major event that shook the government and the people of Yuan Kingdom:

The leader of the rebel army, Hong Xiangqian, was defeated at Woling Pass!

Originally, the rebel army went all the way northward like a broken bamboo, and reached its peak after conquering Woling Pass. No matter how the government and army encircled and suppressed it, they could not defeat it. Even Shihuan and the country were seriously threatened.

Lu Yao’s “Jie Shen Mantra” was obviously obtained from Hong Xiangqian, so this “Jiayuan Shengshi” also has his own gods to worship.

Then his great victories and defeats along the way, are they also related to the gods?

Could it be that the **** behind him suddenly fell, and Hong Xiangqian could not get support, which became one of the important reasons for the failure of the rebel army…?

At least in terms of time, this series of events can be aligned.

Then the next question comes again, who killed the **** behind Hong Xiangqian?

The heaven and the human world have been separated, so 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 shook him with mirror light.

「If another Emperor Ointment appears in three days, which **** is it?」

It seems that the God Realm is not peaceful either, He Lingchuan gloated. If a few more gods perish, and a few more rounds of emperor’s blood flow in the world, won’t his cultivation be soaring?

“The demon emperor must know that the news came from Lingxu City.” The mirror said sarcasticly, “You should ask it.”

“Maybe there will be a chance in the future.” He Lingchuan shrugged, “Who knows for sure?”

Toss and break for half the night, and it will be dawn if you don’t sleep. He Lingchuan took off his clothes and lay down, falling asleep for a second.

Mirror:”…”

This person is a pig, right?

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are so familiar, He Lingchuan knocked on the door: “Ah Luo!”

He yelled several times before the door opened with a creak. A Luo was disheveled and was about to scold with a stern face. When he saw that the visitor was He Lingchuan, he lowered his voice:

“What’s up!”

If this is Hu Min, he will be scolded bloody.

He Lingchuan has recently been in the limelight in Panlong City, and besides, Aluo has won a lot of money in betting by relying on him.

Seeing the gold master, who can get angry?

He Lingchuan looked up at the sky, isn’t it three poles in the sun?

“The sun is shining on your ass, how can you sleep at this 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?”

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” He Lingchuan chuckled, “Your herbal tea is delicious.”

A Luo didn’t move: “I have to go back and sleep again!”

“Who sleeps?” Everyone is full of energy, so it’s not surprising to call someone occasionally. After all, people have instincts, after all, everyone gets what they need. But if A Luo doesn’t say it directly and doesn’t let him see it, it means that the people in the room are not from the Red Pavilion. .

Seeing that Arlo’s face is getting more and more stinky

He Lingchuan coughed lightly, and turned back to business: “Can you improve the formula of the emperor ointment you gave me?”

“Isn’t it easy to use?” A Luo was a little confused, “I haven’t heard that Emperor Liuzhi is coming again?”

“I feel that the effect is still weak. I want to get an advanced version of the prescription first, so as to be prepared.” This is what He Lingchuan thought, “I have grown a little recently, and the formula may need to be adjusted.”

A Luo stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, pondered for a long time before saying: “Your cultivation has indeed increased rapidly, and the stagnation in the meridians has also decreased a lot. You can indeed use stronger prescriptions.”

Of course, the strong need a stronger formula and more overbearing medicinal power. For example, the ointment formula used by the Red General is definitely different from that of ordinary people…if she uses it.

“so?”

「So I have to think about it, come back in the evening!」

Arlo stepped back and slammed the door shut. If He Lingchuan hadn’t retreated so fast, he would have almost hit his nose.

I’m afraid this guy doesn’t need time to think about it. He Lingchuan heard very light footsteps coming from the room, which were more subtle than Aluo’s.

As soon as he turned around, Hu Min ran over from across the street:

「Duan Dao, why are you here? There is a mission!」

He Lingchuan was refreshed. Is the first task after joining the Gale Army finally here?

He pressed on the door of Aluo’s house and raised the volume: “Do you want to call Aluo?”

“Non-combat missions, he is not needed.” Hu Min looked at the wooden door, “Is he at home?”

Alo’s muffled voice came from inside: “Not here!”

Before he exhausted his patience and cursed out the word “roll”, He Lingchuan and Hu Min tactfully walked away.

Hu Min passed on his experience as an experienced person: “The first task after joining the Gale Army is usually difficult. This is a tradition.”

Giving the rookie a blow, this is an old routine in the army.

「Isn’t it a non-combat mission?」

“I don’t know the specific content. The higher-ups have assigned you, three newcomers, wicker and door panels, to do it.” Hu Min laughed and said, “It’s not for us.”

General Red ordered He Lingchuan to form his own team. For the recruits who have just joined the Gale Army, this is an extraordinary honor for promotion.

During the war, those who have military merits and abilities can talk about anything.