Chapter 851: Que Beast, Pot Lid, and True Person Sanshui

Now, he could only guess that this guy surnamed He was particularly cautious, not wanting to risk his own life, so he let Zhang Lianhai and others lead the charge.

Honestly, in the eyes of ordinary sects, the Tiangong was already an unreachable, god-like image, but the dignified Douyun Envoy was actually so timid; Ling Jinbao found it hard to believe.

Or was it that He Jing had mastered more intelligence about Panlongcheng and the Great Fanghu, intelligence that made him not dare to take it lightly?

He Jing looked at him and smiled slightly: "This is the arrangement of the Tiangong. Well, is Mr. Ling leaving now?"

Giving an order to evict guests after getting the information? Ling Jinbao secretly spat, stroked his chin and said: "Can I stay and watch? Curious."

He Jing didn't expect his face to be so thick, frowned and said: "Sorry, this is a treasure of the palace."

The images inside the city will not be shared.

Ling Jinbao laughed and waved to his disciples: "Go, let's go!"

If he still had any fantasies about the Great Fanghu earlier, after seeing He Jing and the others, this delusion vanished.

The Douyun Envoy had come, so there was no turn for the Jianyang Sect to pick up any bargains.

Forget it, forget it, going home.

Ling Jinbao led his disciples further and further away, without looking back.

The Tiangong attendant followed them for three li before returning to report: "The Jianyang Sect has already left..."

He Jing waved his hand to interrupt, his face solemn: "They left wisely; this city, the red light, are all traps!"

After modification, this Haofang Mirror actually shared the field of vision with the young attendant beside Zhang Lianhai. Whatever the young man saw, He Jing wouldn't miss.

This was because he was clear that the trip to Panlongcheng might be fraught with murderous intent! After unknown characters wreaked havoc in the Tiangong and snatched the divine object, the Great Fanghu was complete again, and Panlongcheng underwent anomalies; this was all reasonable.

Two supreme treasures reunited; it would be strange if they didn't cause some commotion.

But there was a key question here: where was the person who snatched the Great Fanghu lid? This person went through all kinds of hardships and risked great danger to make the Great Fanghu complete again; would they be willing to put down the pot and leave? Then what were they after?

Therefore, this thief was likely nearby, secretly guarding the Great Fanghu.

The Great Fanghu was a very mysterious treasure; the Heavenly Gods had pondered it for so long and still often argued about its usage. But He Jing at least understood one point: this thing was difficult to control; the various anomalies it was showing now might not be in line with the thief's wishes.

This was also the reason why the Tiangong urged He Jing to rush over urgently.

But the treasure thief could completely guide the situation and set up traps.

Just didn't know what their intention was.

Therefore, He Jing wouldn't foolishly lead the charge into Panlongcheng. Borrowing the power of the Haofang Mirror, he could sit in the safe desert and observe the changes in Panlongcheng.

Sure enough, this look revealed the problem.

Just now the red light spread throughout the city, although only for a short moment, he saw with his own eyes the people on the Nanchengmen of Panlongcheng suddenly disappear.

But later, looking from the perspective of the young attendant beside Zhang Lianhai through the Haofang Mirror, the teams in the city went their own ways, as if they were not surprised by the expansion of the red light at all, and even Zhang Lianhai and others didn't mention it at all.

Why?

He Jing looked at the expressions of the characters in the city, and a thought popped into his mind: did they not know?

Just then, the Tiangong attendant staring at the Haofang Mirror subconsciously whispered, because he clearly saw a giant palm suddenly emerge from the red light of the Mitian God Temple's well, dragging the people by the well into it! He Jing also stopped in his tracks.

Clearly, the red pillar of light represented the entrance to the secret realm of the Great Fanghu, and now something was rushing out from the secret realm?

Afterward, everyone saw one after another strange-looking white-haired beasts jumping out of the well, and also discovered that wherever they passed, the ground frosted and the air condensed into small ice crystals.

Clearly, the native environment of these monsters should be ice and snow.

"Go, go over and take a look."

While observing the image in the Haofang Mirror, he led his subordinates toward Panlongcheng.

By the time Zhang Lianhai and others hid in the high tower to avoid the monsters, He Jing had also approached the wide land bridge in front of the Chipa Plateau.

Crossing this land bridge/moat bridge would lead to the bottom of the Nanchengmen.

But He Jing didn't cross the bridge, instead ordering everyone to wait in place for a long time.

Under their gaze, the Panlong ruins remained silent; except for the red light soaring into the sky, there was no strange sound.

Only the night wind of the desert blew through the open gate of the Nanchengmen, making a low, roaring sound.

As always.

This was too wrong; the Panlongcheng in the Haofang Mirror was clearly so lively, with people shouting and beasts roaring loudly. How could He Jing and the others standing outside the city not hear a sound? The Panlong ruins before them were simply a deserted city without people.

Where were the people, where were the monsters?

The attendant asked for instructions: "Dou Envoy, shall we go in?"

He Jing waved his hand, lost in thought: "These monsters, seem to have heard of them before."

The attendants didn't dare to ask more, only his most trusted disciple, Fu Liang, said respectfully: "Dou Envoy is knowledgeable, no one in the palace can compare. That is why you are so tired, having to go to the Wan Ge Marsh and come to the Panlong Desert."

Within the Tiangong, He Jing was indeed known for his knowledge; other Douyun Envoys like Bai Ziqi and others, although known for their sharpness, had to bow down in this regard.

He Jing sighed: "I went to the Wan Ge Marsh, who knew that the Tiangong would change later, and the Star-Plucking Tower would almost collapse."

Fu Liang immediately said: "If you were sitting in the Star-Plucking Tower at that time, I expect Mount Xushan wouldn't have been so tragic."

He Jing glared at him: "Nonsense! The main envoy was also there, how dare you speak such wild words?"

Fu Liang smiled obsequiously: "Monsters, you were talking about the monsters in the city."

"I remember you went to the Grass Sea activity in the northern suburbs of Lingxu City?"

"Yes!" Fu Liang smiled, "Disciple went with the Tiangong guard, and even brought back two Danube beasts."

"The Fu Realm connected to the Grass Sea is a small world." He Jing said slowly, "There is more than one such small world connected to the Great Thousandfold World we are in."

He pointed to the image in the mirror: "These monsters are likely from another small world, also known as Que Beasts."

The disciple asked strangely: "Que Beasts?"

"The white hair on their bodies is exceptionally dense, and some of them possess the divine ability to control ice and call for snow. Hmm, look at this monster Zhang Lianhai just killed, it can make its exterior as hard as rock, impenetrable by swords and spears; this is both camouflage and protection. Hmm, and the blood... the blood is dark purple, and when it flows out and meets the air, it condenses into purple crystals."

"At the Dunyuan Auction five or six years ago, a piece of purple crystal nearly four feet high was sold, with three gradient colors. That was condensed from the blood of a Que Beast. Once the purple crystal is smashed—" he pointed to the mirror, "just like this person did, the crystal will release a large amount of cold air, and then turn back into liquid."

The Tiangong attendant in Panlongcheng curiously smashed a piece of purple blood, and almost froze into an ice block.

He Jing said disdainfully: "Don't know the priority, Zhang Lianhai actually taught such subordinates?"

However, his expression soon turned solemn, because a giant beast walked past the high tower where Zhang Lianhai and others were hiding.

Zhang Lianhai was also alert, ordering everyone not to speak or move, and to hide quietly.

So the giant beast was soon lured away by other human teams.

"The monsters coming out of the red light are getting stronger and stronger. This is the reason why they are named Que Beasts. When they first invaded the human world, civilians saw their giant bodies like city walls, so they called them 'Que'." He Jing frowned, "Furious and wounded, hmm... who made them wounded earlier?"

Fu Liang asked him again: "Dou Envoy, how could monsters from another small world appear in Panlongcheng? Could it be that this place is like the Grass Sea, also a place where two realms meet?"

He Jing waved his hand: "This is not something you should know."

Because this was related to the treasure stolen from the Star-Plucking Tower—the Great Fanghu lid.

On the night of the shocking change at Mount Xushan, the Tiangong issued a gag order, requiring everyone in the Star-Plucking Tower who knew about it to remain silent about the whole process, especially not to leak the news that the divine object had been stolen.

Of course, this kind of news couldn't be completely blocked; the high-level officials and interested people in Lingxu City would definitely know.

But as long as it didn't spread widely, it wouldn't be used as a joke by civilians after tea and dinner.

There was a distinction between inside and outside; the Tiangong wouldn't hide this kind of news from He Jing.

Seeing these monsters, he remembered a legend about the pot lid: it is said that after the Great Fanghu was refined by several immortals, it began to show extraordinary characteristics. All the immortals were surprised, except for one immortal, True Person Sanshui, who believed that its birth was more harmful than beneficial, fearing that future generations would not be able to balance it, so he desperately demanded its destruction.

No matter how he tried to persuade them, the other immortals disagreed. So True Person Sanshui stole the pot lid in a rage, making the Great Fanghu incomplete.

But the parts of this divine artifact had mutual induction, and he used many methods but couldn't completely shield it; how could the other immortals let it go? Naturally, they pursued him relentlessly.

True Person Sanshui escaped countless pursuits and experienced many battles. Just as he was about to be caught by other immortals, True Person Sanshui disappeared.

Both the person and the pot lid vanished completely.

The immortals searched for a hundred years, to no avail, and had to let it go.

Two thousand years later, the immortals in the world had long since disappeared, and the Great Fanghu lid flowed back into the human world, and somehow was found by the Ke family and presented to the Tiangong as a treasure to be worshipped in the shrine.

Why did the Tiangong worship it, but not collect the Great Fanghu lid like other divine artifacts?

The reason was also very simple, which was that this thing didn't recognize a master at all!

No one could truly make it their own.

The immortals of the past couldn't, and the Tiangong of later generations couldn't either.

He Jing had only read the anecdotes about Que Beasts at a glance before. After all, at his level, he didn't know how many strange stories he encountered every day.

Now, Que Beasts appeared in the Panlong ruins! He Jing could only guess that when True Person Sanshui was pursued and had nowhere to hide, that small world happened to open, so he simply took the pot lid and fled into it. After this small world closed, the connection between the two realms was cut off, and the immortals in the world couldn't find the exact whereabouts of the pot lid.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 852 =====