Chapter 1891: Golden Lotus Blooms

Throughout history, the only one qualified to be addressed as "God Venerable" by Zhong Shengquan was not even Mitian, but only the Dragon God! In the last moments of his life, Zhong Shengquan couldn't have been muddled.

So, the Dragon God also existed in the Great Fanghu? When He Lingchuan saw that scene in the reflection of the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead, he had infinite associations in his heart.

The origin of the Great Fanghu was a fragment of the Heavenly Luo Star hit by the Dragon God, refined by the hands of the immortals. When He Lingchuan returned to the Panlong Desert last time to lay out a trap to capture the Naluotian avatar, the Three Water True Person said that the Great Fanghu had not been under the control of immortals since the day of its birth, as if it had asked the world through the hands of immortals.

The Dragon God was once so powerful, the strongest person closest to the Heavenly Dao; would it perish so simply? Its body was destroyed, but what about its divine consciousness?

Since getting the Great Fanghu, He Lingchuan had never known of the existence of a "God Venerable."

How did Zhong Shengquan communicate with the Great Fanghu? And his prayer to "God Venerable" had indeed succeeded; although Panlongcheng was destroyed, the heroic spirits were all collected into the Great Fanghu, continuing to exist in a void unknown to the world.

In other words, "God Venerable" could represent the will of the Great Fanghu, if the Great Fanghu truly possessed a "will."

He Lingchuan scratched his head, unable to figure it out, unable to figure it out.

Even for him now, the Great Fanghu remained a mystery.

A familiar voice came from behind: "What can't you figure out?"

It turned out he had said this sentence out loud without realizing it.

He Lingchuan turned his heels and saw Sun Fuzi in green clothes and yellow shirt.

Peach blossom face, willow leaf eyebrows. She stood there, fresh and clean, like a blooming wood lotus, without even opening her mouth, making people lose three parts of the summer heat.

Even the cicadas on the trees didn't seem so harsh.

No matter how many times he saw Sun Fuzi, he had to sigh that apart from Sun Fuzi, no other beauty could blend her delicate charm with the majestic and ancient simplicity of Panlongcheng so perfectly.

She had a kind of wisdom that complemented the vicissitudes of the majestic city. As soon as He Lingchuan saw her, his heart calmed down.

Passersby saw her as smiling but not smiling, wanting to speak but stopping, but for He Lingchuan, who was familiar with her, this was just a bit of anger.

He had been away for too long this time, and due to the busy war, he didn't often send letters back, so the beauty was unhappy.

"I can't figure out whether I should treat Fuzi to steam pot chicken or raw fish slices?"

Sun Fuzi stared at him for a long time, seeing that he was so tanned, yet smiling so shamelessly, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

"On such a hot day, eat what steam pot chicken?"

He Lingchuan wanted to hold her hand, but she just shook it off, and he let out an "ouch."

"What?"

His face was miserable: "My arm was injured, almost had the tendon cut, and it hasn't healed yet."

She glared at him: "Then why did you reach out?"

Although she said so, her heart softened in the end. He Lingchuan grabbed her hand, and they walked side by side toward the center of the street.

The crowd came and went, flowing endlessly.

Everyone was busy for life, tired but meaningful.

Passing by a cold food shop, He Lingchuan threw down five copper coins and took away a bamboo tube of cold drink.

This was licorice plum soup, with crushed ice added inside. A sip was ice-cold and refreshing.

If you want to eat cold drinks in hot weather, you have to use cold ice talismans, so the price of this tube was more expensive than a meal of vegetable and meat rice.

Sun Fuzi took the bamboo tube, and her soft voice drifted into his ears: "These few battles, were they hard to fight?"

"Hard, hard to death, my life was almost handed over there." He Lingchuan lowered his head slightly, just happening to see her long, curled eyelashes like small fans, fluttering. "But I had to live to come back and see you."

"Belief" didn't make a sound, lowering her head to eat the cold drink.

Her hair was combed high, so He Lingchuan could see the roots of her ears slightly red.

Back to the familiar city, back to the person he missed.

The hardships he had experienced were all worth it.

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Let's turn the time back to the day True Person Qianhuan and Miaozhan Heaven fell.

In the error-free version!

Flash Gold Plain, Julu Port.

Three years ago, it was a mix of fish and dragons, but now only one family remained in the seaport, whether official or unofficial.

Julu Port had become the great artery of the western Flash Gold Plain, and everyone's livelihood here was almost related to the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, almost revolving around this giant.

So the residence of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce was built large and imposing, making the shipping office by the pier look like a rural mud house.

Every day, it was crowded with people.

It was getting dark, and Manager Xue of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce sent the guests out, yawning as he walked back, bypassing the shadow wall.

Behind the wide brick wall was a pool with rockeries, koi, and lotus flowers.

Fish playing among the lotus, a scene of peace.

He had to look at this scene a dozen times every day, so he didn't find it new anymore. At this time, he just glanced at it casually. Hmm, nothing changed, the golden lotus bloomed.

What should I eat for dinner? Manager Xue was thinking about things, but after taking five steps, he felt something was wrong and stopped: Wait, wait, golden lotus?

He turned his head abruptly and saw that among the five tender pink water lilies in the pool, a golden one had emerged.

Manager Xue thought he was dazzled; after all, it was getting dark. He rubbed his eyes hard, looked again, and turned to run into the main hall.

Da da, da da da, the sound of his footsteps was everywhere.

In the back hall, Qiu Hu was discussing recent cargo transport with Du Shan. After finishing the business, Du Shan asked Qiu Hu again:

"No news from Island Master He?"

Qiu Hu shook his head: "Counting the date, the Lord only entered the Reversed Sea for two or three days, not yet..."

The date for the opening of the Reversed Sea was fixed and easy to calculate. However, the two insiders were always uneasy, not knowing how the immortal-demon battle in the Reversed Sea would end and whether He Lingchuan could come out safely.

That was a contest at the level of True Immortals and Great Heavenly Demons!

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of rushing footsteps.

Who would run so frantically?

Before long, Manager Xue ran in, covered in sweat: "The, the golden lotus has bloomed!"

Both people sitting were stunned, looking at each other.

The golden lotus bloomed, now?

Manager Xue added: "Just now. When I sent the guests out, it was still a flower bud."

Qiu Hu slapped the table and stood up, disappearing in two leaps. ===== CHAPTER 1892 =====

Who could be running in such a panic?

Before long, Steward Xue ran in, drenched in sweat: "The, the Golden Lotus has bloomed!"

The two people present were both startled and exchanged a glance.

The Golden Lotus has bloomed, right now?

Steward Xue added, "Right now. I was just seeing a guest out, and it was still just a flower bud."

Qiu Hu slapped the table and stood up, disappearing in two bounds.