Chapter 1437

Sun Fuling happened to peel a cooked chestnut: "Like a squirrel preparing for winter?"

Squirrels preparing for winter would also store acorns, hazelnuts, and even dried fruits in advance to avoid having nowhere to forage in the bitter winter.

Xin Yi's smile remained perfect: "Similar."

But He Lingchuan continued to press: "Mr. Xin also said earlier that the recovery of spiritual energy in heaven and earth was too slow, and the situation of spiritual energy drying up far exceeded the immortals' estimates. So, once the spiritual energy of the cave heaven and the profound crystals prepared by the immortals are used up, what should they do?"

"Once a cave heaven is exhausted, even the most powerful immortal is like a fish on land, slowly dying of thirst." Xin Yi smiled bitterly, "That is very cruel. In the long two thousand-plus years of the past, the immortals of the world disappeared in this way."

Sun Fuling said intentionally or unintentionally: "True Person Wuhuan, the ancestor of Mr. Xin, is truly lucky. The cave heaven he chose never exhausted, right?"

Xin Yi nodded: "Exactly. The cave heaven chosen by my ancestor is extraordinary."

He Lingchuan opened his mouth to speak, but he immediately added: "Speaking of spiritual energy, Commander Zhong told me that where the Black Flood Dragon mark is located, neither Nightmare Qi nor spiritual energy can be collected. I tried to set up a small gathering array, and sure enough—it couldn't be absorbed."

He even said such things; Sun Fuling was also a bit impressed: "Mr. Xin is open."

He Lingchuan, however, was slightly startled. Although Xin Yi was a messenger from Lingshan and would sooner or later learn of certain core secrets of Panlongcheng, He Lingchuan was still a bit surprised that Zhong Shengguang told him the secret of the Black Flood Dragon mark so quickly.

Zhong Shengguang didn't seem like someone who couldn't hold his breath.

"What are you talking about? I just like to research." Xin Yi said excitedly, "Do you know how important this discovery is? If the Black Flood Dragon mark can expand outward, it can intercept the source of the Heavenly Demons' Nightmare Qi! This is a move to draw the firewood from under the cauldron; if the Heavenly Demons can't suck away the Nightmare Qi, the recovery of spiritual energy between heaven and earth will be even faster!"

Sun Fuling said regretfully: "The Black Flood Dragon mark appeared inexplicably, and we don't know its cause, let alone how to promote and expand it."

"That is the significance of my research." Xin Yi knocked on the table, "If we can crack the reason and the Black Flood Dragon mark can be promoted, our protracted battle with the Heavenly Demons can usher in a gratifying turning point! Commander Zhong understands this, which is why he is willing to support me fully!"

Support fully? He Lingchuan thought for a moment; this was indeed Zhong Shengguang's vision. For so many years, Panlongcheng hadn't been able to figure out the laws of the Black Flood Dragon mark. Lingshan had more experts, so Zhong Shengguang simply handed it to Lingshan to try.

If the trial succeeded, wouldn't everyone be happy? "If the Heavenly Demons suck less and less Nightmare Qi from the human world, perhaps the Divine Realm will also fight for the remaining Nightmare Qi like the human world." Competing, it can't just be internal competition in the human world. "Then the Di Liujiang will come frequently."

"Exactly!" Xin Yi was radiant, "In the long run, the strength of the two worlds will change, and the human world will regain safety!"

This was a vision, the so-called ideal situation.

"Then I must wish Mr. Xin good luck." He Lingchuan knew the later history, so he wasn't as excited as him, "The Black Flood Dragon mark has appeared before, does Mr. Xin know?"

"I know, it seems to be the Yuan Nation of Beijia. Before that country was slaughtered, it was also as united as Panlongcheng, and the monarch was deeply loved."

Xin Yi touched his brow again—He Lingchuan found that this seemed to be his subconscious action when thinking—and then pondered: "I don't know if it has more similarities with Panlongcheng."

Of course it does.

The leaders of these two places both held the Great Fanghu.

As the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds, wherever He Lingchuan killed evil people, the Black Flood Dragon mark would appear.

This clearly proved that the Black Flood Dragon mark must be related to the behavior of the holder of the Great Fanghu.

This secret might not be hidden from the later Beijia, but the Lingshan of now definitely didn't know yet.

He Lingchuan was about to speak, but the thin man ran into the Hongxiang Restaurant from outside, holding a document: "The Commander has issued an order!"

He Lingchuan was startled, took it, and looked at it twice, saying solemnly: "The transfer order is down. Mr. Xin, we are leaving the day after tomorrow."

Zhong Shengguang ordered the Tiger Wing Army to rush to the eastern front of Yuheng City!

Xin Yi was to accompany He Lingchuan to Yuheng City, and he said "Ah" at this moment: "I promised Dean Xu that I would annotate three classics for Shumin Academy. Time is too tight, I have to go back and rush the work. General He—"

He stood up: "Shall we meet the day after tomorrow?"

"Mr. Xin, please."

Xin Yi nodded to Sun Fuling to say goodbye, and then left.

He Lingchuan also left the restaurant, holding Sun Fuling's hand, and walked home slowly.

Sun Fuling looked at the starry sky and said faintly: "Another big battle?"

She could feel the undercurrents surging beneath the prosperous night view of Panlongcheng.

"Yes."

"Is this the first major battle after you trained the Tiger Wing Army?"

"Right, the time to verify the results is coming soon." Jade cannot be made into a vessel without carving; he had trained the Tiger Wing Army for so long, it was time to go to the battlefield to test its quality.

The experience of governing the army in the Panlong world was too precious; in reality, there wouldn't be so many opportunities for practice and trial and error, nor would he get so much guidance from famous generals.

Sun Fuling's thousand words finally boiled down to one sentence: "Be careful, and be sure to return safely."

"Yes." He Lingchuan saw that she looked sad, so he changed the subject, "What do you think of Xin Yi?"

"Enthusiastic, talkative, everyone likes him. If the guests from Lingshan all have this attitude, I think the cooperation between the two sides will be very pleasant." Sun Fuling was very sharp, "Why, I see you are a bit wary of him?"

She said "everyone likes him," but didn't say she liked him herself.

"Wary" was a good word; He Lingchuan indeed had this mindset: "I have always been vigilant against outsiders, especially those who are liked by everyone as soon as they arrive."

Sun Fuling laughed: "Is it bad to be liked? Are you jealous?"

At this moment, a student's parent on the side of the road greeted her, and she tilted her head; a playful night breeze blew her hair under He Lingchuan's nose.

So fragrant.

"Great General He, you are also known and liked by everyone in Panlongcheng."

"Heh, I just feel that this kind of being liked is too deliberate." Too fake.

He Lingchuan knew there must be something wrong.

Sun Fuling patted his arm: "Do you hope that the messenger sent from there would have eyes on the top of his head and speak official jargon to everyone?"

"That kind of person is easier to deal with." He Lingchuan held his beloved's soft hand, "He looks open and honest, knowing everything and saying everything, but actually avoids answering important questions."

Sun Fuling's eyes moved: "Are you referring to the theory of cave heavens?"

She understood He Lingchuan and knew that this man had just launched a difficult question.

However, Xin Yi responded vaguely and didn't answer directly, which was very different from his consistent open performance.

In this verbal confrontation, Xin Yi chose to avoid it.

It seemed that He Lingchuan made him a bit uncomfortable.

"Correct." He Lingchuan had been thinking about that question for a long time, "He at least didn't tell the whole truth. How can plans keep up with changes? The world outside has changed drastically; is it peaceful, happy, and unchanging in the cave heaven? Once the spiritual energy there is used up, what should the upper immortals do? They are all far-sighted great immortals; they must have prepared contingency plans in advance, right?"

He Lingchuan remembered the ancient memory the Black Dragon Heart Scale showed him; when those few upper immortals escaped into the cave heaven, they were followed by many core disciples, which could be said to be great immortals taking small immortals in together.

With so many immortals, the demand for spiritual energy must be a shocking number. Where could the little spiritual energy produced by the cave heaven itself be enough?

Just hoarding + saving, could it really help them survive the long three thousand years? So, Xin Yi's understatement was not the truth.

He Lingchuan vaguely felt that there was another mystery here.

Sun Fuling understood what he wanted to say: "Do you think the upper immortals still have ways to obtain spiritual energy and replenish themselves?"

"There must be." He Lingchuan said, "The capital of Beijia, Lingxu City, follows the practice of the immortal sects and builds a Xushan Array to gather spiritual energy for the demons and practitioners in the city to enjoy. This method was learned from the immortal sects; you say the immortals wouldn't know how to do it, wouldn't use it?"

When he caused a scene in the Heavenly Palace, he broke this array and stole the immortal skin of Zhu Erniang, which served as the array eye.

Sun Fuling tilted her head: "How do you know Lingxu City has a gathering array?"

Uh... slipped up. He Lingchuan's expression didn't change: "Commander Zhong said so; this is not a secret at all in Lingxu City."

Zhong Shengguang also studied in Lingxu City when he was young, so there was nothing wrong with saying that.

Sun Fuling pursed her lips and smiled: "Since you have doubts, why didn't you keep asking just now?"

"Xin Yi spoke vaguely because he didn't want to answer anymore. If I continued to press, he wouldn't tell me the real answer." He Lingchuan exhaled lightly, "Xin Yi talked about ancient events on the Wenxian Terrace, saying how happy, extraordinary, and free the immortals were, making everyone below yearn and respect them. But from beginning to end, he never mentioned where the spiritual energy needed by the immortals came from. In the ancient era, the struggles between immortals and between immortal sects were essentially for spiritual energy; if it was like that in ancient times, let alone in the medieval period and now. For the upper immortals of Lingshan to survive, they must have used all means, and they are definitely not as immortal and refined as they appear."

The volume of this last sentence was kept very low.

For the sake of Nightmare Qi and the Punishment Dragon Pillar, the current Divine Realm is fighting to the death; how good could the immortals be? In an environment with thin spiritual energy, who survives and who turns to smoke—is it decided by rock-paper-scissors? Lingshan still hides many immortals, which can only mean they have ways to obtain large amounts of spiritual energy.

The premise of peaceful coexistence is abundant resources.

He gave a sarcastic smile: "The appearance of having nothing that cannot be said to others might just be to cover up the real secrets that cannot be said."

Sun Fuling said softly: "Do you also think that Lingshan is not sincerely helping us?"

"Also?" He Lingchuan immediately grasped the keyword, "Does Master also think so?"

(End of chapter)