pertwk Chapter 1795: Phantom Eaves Bell
Chapter 1795: Phantom Eaves Bell
Chapter 1795 Qianhuan's Eaves Bell
This boat is very similar to the walnut boat that Sun Fuping used in the Panlong Desert. It can also freely expand or shrink, but it does not need to be dragged by any living thing. As long as someone drives the direction, it has its own power to float forward, and it moves fast and steadily.
The main force was about to evacuate the Invincible Post. While moving, they had to resist the attack from the Illusion Sect in the rear, which was extremely difficult.
How could 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 mountains, and breaking the high hills into deep valleys. As soon as the Heavenly Palace entered the mountain road, the cliffs above collapsed and the rocks slid down.
In the fantasy world, Xiao Wencheng can do all these through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. In this world with a higher degree of freedom, shouldn't it be easy for Qianhuan to change the terrain?
As for the Heavenly Palace, the only one who could deal with Qian Huan's willful behavior was Miaozhantian.
Although Master Zang Xi was still meditating with his eyes closed, the range of the lotus barrier in his hand suddenly expanded to three miles in radius.
No matter what kind of terrain Qian Huan creates to block the Tiangong team, as long as they enter this exceptionally bright barrier, they will quickly melt like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
By the time the Tiangong team got closer, they had already returned to their original appearance.
Even if the mountain above collapsed and huge rocks fell, once they entered the lotus lamp barrier, their volume would be reduced to one thousandth of their original size.
A fallen rock that is bigger than a house may be a stone the size of a fingertip when it falls on the Tiangong team, hitting their faces and causing pain or making them rub their eyes.
But there is no fatal danger.
Miaozhantian’s explanation was that they were originally only that big, but in this world where the fake is real, when they hit people, it would have the effect of a huge rock.
The real barrier of Master Zang Xi only stripped off their disguises and restored them to their original form.
"This is called 'divine light shining on the sea of illusions.'" It is essentially the battle between Miao Zhantian and Qian Huan.
Although this world is strange, Miao Zhantian has not gained nothing after observing it for so long.
After saying this, the grey parrot fell silent again.
While dealing with the pursuers behind him, Bai Ziqi asked in the midst of his busy schedule, "Your Majesty, do you seem to have some doubts?"
"Yeah." Bai Ziqi was one of his own. After working with him for so long, Miao Zhantian was too lazy to complain. "I was just fighting with Qian Huan when I suddenly felt another force intervene. But before I could trace it back, it disappeared again."
Bai Ziqi was shocked.
How could someone interfere in a contest between righteous gods and true immortals?
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.
"There is actually a third force in the world that is turned upside down?" This discovery is of great significance.
"It was just a quick strike, just a test." The grey parrot pondered, "Qian Huan must have sensed something. Could it be that this was the reinforcement He brought in?"
Not only did Miao Zhantian borrow treasures from Lingxu Saint, but if Qianhuan also had backup...
"At this critical moment? And in the small cave." Bai Ziqi said, "It's unlikely. The storm wall of the Upside-Down Sea is only open for ten days. Qian Huan doesn't trust anyone. Even Lingshan doesn't know his exact location. How could it be such a coincidence that he suddenly lends a helping hand?"
"Yes, this power is even a little familiar." Miao Zhantian was still a little surprised. After all, this matter was 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 extremely 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 beyond the gap, it is false; if it is not beyond the gap, it is true."
No matter how much divine power he infuses, for the Eye of Truth to work, it must first be able to define "truth".
"But Qian Huan filled this gap and confused the judgment of the Eye of Truth!" The gray parrot raised its beak towards the fallen rocks on the cliff. "I spent a lot of effort to readjust the Eye of Truth. Otherwise, you will have a hard time on this journey."
The rocks on the ground weigh thousands or even tens of thousands of tons, and when they fall down, they make a tremendous noise.
"Qian Huan lost the Mirage Pearl. I thought his progress would stagnate. But now it seems that he must have found another way. These old guys are really good at collecting treasures for themselves."
Having said this, He suddenly let out a cry, flapped his wings, flew under the rock wall, and brought back a stone in his beak.
It was a stone about the size of a pigeon egg, very round, and gray and black. Bai Ziqi didn't see anything special about it.
But the grey parrot lowered its head and, with a few thumping sounds, used its hard beak to knock it into pieces.
The cross-sections of two of the fragments flashed a soft light in the sunlight.
Just a little bit.
The grey parrot said, "This thing has the aura of a thousand illusions."
It was extremely faint, but it felt it and picked it out from among the rocks.
"What is this?" Bai Ziqi picked up a piece and shone it in the sun for a few times. "Why did Qian Huan put it in the mountain?"
This is a rolling rock that fell from the giant peak and broke into more than a dozen pieces after landing.
The grey parrot stared at the fragments in a trance for a while before saying, "It is said that mirages are illusory. People who say this 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 just the god Miaozhantian.
With Qian Huan's identity and status, he is certainly qualified to be the focus of research by the gods.
"No matter how great the mirage is, even if it is created by Qianhuan, it cannot be created out of thin air. It must have a foundation." The grey parrot said, "Look at farmers weaving baskets. First they need to make a good frame before they can weave along the edges. The mirage is the same. It is precisely because it is illusory that it needs to rely on real objects as a foundation. With this foundation, He can weave upwards layer by layer."
"What do you mean by real objects?"
"Things that can help him build the mirage." Miao Zhantian said slowly, "There must be many similar things in this illusion. Qianhuan used them as fulcrums and built the skeleton of this illusion with them."
They were talking when Bai Shi suddenly came over from behind and reported in a low voice:
"Sir, we have just found out something: when the Luodian leader captured the lantern guard at Shilong Peak by Yaozi Lake, he found a treasure and hid it."
After that, he presented 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. Some pagodas also have it. In addition to its decorative function, some of them are also equipped with formations to ward off evil spirits and filth.
Bai Ziqi took it, and then heard Bai Shi continue:
"He kept it for himself because he heard from the boy that this eaves bell was given to the sect by Qian Huan Zhenren himself, for use in communication during the retreat. But in the past few decades, Qian Huan was in retreat, and this bell didn't play a role. But when the Huan Sect evacuated, Xiao Wencheng specifically told them to take the eaves bell down and take it away with them."
Bai Ziqi frowned: "Why didn't the brain-eating insect monster report it?"
The grey parrot said, "After the brain-eating insect monster takes over the brain, it will only search for memories that it thinks are useful. It is impossible for it to accept and read everything."
How big is a person's brain? How many memories does it have in this life? How many random thoughts does it have? If the brain-eating insect monster takes them all, his brain will explode in an instant.
Bai Ziqi took a closer look at the bell. He found that its texture was not as thick as metal. Although the surface had rough texture, when he turned the bell over, he could see that the side walls were very smooth and even had beautiful glaze, just like soap bubbles in the sunlight, refracting several colors of light.
"A token bestowed by Qian Huan himself?"
Bai Shi continued, "Oh, right, the servant boy also said, 'The token that the island owner surnamed He showed to the headmaster was also a eaves bell.' He was watching at the scene at the time."
"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. Given He Xiao's age and background, it would have been difficult for him to establish a relationship with the Huan Sect. The most likely possibility is that he got this eaves bell from Lingshan or Mouguo as a token to meet Qianhuan."
"Then, these two eaves bells should be very distinctive. No matter whether it is Qianhuan or Huanzong, they will know at a glance that this thing cannot be counterfeited." Otherwise, how can it be used as a token of trust?
The grey parrot looked at the eaves bell and suddenly said, "Shake it."
After getting the Yanling, the White Guards didn't dare to shake it carelessly. This was Qian Huan's treasure, and who knew what would come out of it if they shook it.
After the grey parrot said this, Bai Shi picked up the eaves bell and shook it vigorously twice.
Huh, no sound?
He shook it a few more times, but the eaves bell still made no sound.
The grey parrot chuckled and asked Bai Shi to pick up the stone egg it had just cracked, hold it in his palm, and then ring the bell again.
This time it rang.
Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling, extremely crisp and rhythmic.
Bai Ziqi listened for a few seconds and said, "This is a code word."
But they had no basis and could not decipher it.
"It will only make a sound when it senses Qian Huan's breath." The grey parrot stared at it for a long time, as if in a trance.
Although the surrounding shouts of killing were deafening and the pursuers were relentless, the Grey Parrot's thoughts were not affected: "We have been in the Upside-Down Sea for so long, but we still haven't been able to get anything directly related to Qianhuan. This old thing is very cautious. Even the popular Wind God Temple in the Fantasy World doesn't have anything directly related to it."
Therefore, Qian Huan is extremely difficult to track.
After a dozen breaths, it spoke again:
"Mitian once said that Qianhuan's shell is very hard. I used to think that this was just a mockery. After all, Mitian has a bad temper and likes to be sarcastic."
"What do you think?"
"This eaves bell is very suitable for disassembly. It is likely made by Qian Huan. It is not refined and made finely, and there is no powerful formation protecting it."
It’s just a token of trust and doesn’t need any complicated functions. Perhaps Qian Huan was refined casually at the beginning and not changed much.
Then the grey parrot took the eaves bell from his hand, flapped its wings and flew towards Zhenjun Zang Xi, and hovered the eaves bell above the lotus cup in his arms.