After the Fairy Disappeared

  So looking at Panlong City from the perspective of a third party, what does it look like?

  On the plateau, the shadowy ancient city?

  But when he observed carefully again, he found that the ancient city was actually gathering and dispersing from time to time, occasionally clear, but most of the time it was very blurred, with only a rough outline.

   He asked the mirror what was going on.

  There is only one explanation for the mirror: "It is too big, so there are big difficulties. It needs to consume amazing energy, so it is difficult to realize it. Moreover, although this undead city is magnificent, it must not be perfected yet."

"Complete?"

  “Each soul town has its own rules to abide by. The more complete the rules, the more successful the soul town will be.”

   law? He Lingchuan recited these two words silently in his heart, and then asked it: "How can I make my soul home complete?"

   "Either it evolves slowly by itself, or with the help of some external force." The mirror said, "Like me, I want to learn from and learn from this undead city; then it must have a way to evolve by itself."

   Speaking of using external force, He Lingchuan immediately thought of the things that the divine bone necklace had swallowed several times.

   Either the cornerstone of the ancient fairy cave, or the mysterious medicine of the heavens, or the remnant of an ancient monster like Zhu Erniang.

   That is to say, the illusion of Panlong City in the Dafang pot is also trying to improve the law and evolve itself?

  The mirror asked him again: "Do you often enter the city of the dead?"

  He Lingchuan nodded: "When you sleep at night, you will enter the dream of the city of the undead every now and then."

"Dreams? Hahahaha—I said it was Soulland, Soulland!" The mirror couldn't help laughing, if it could grow two hands, it would have slapped the table with laughter now, "Which stupid hat will bring Soulland Treat it as a dream! Hey, are you trying to laugh me to death?"

  He Lingchuan grinned at it, and clicked twice on his knuckles.

  After a few breaths.

   "Usually, your dreams will take you as the main subject." The mirror muffled, "You have been in the city of the undead for so long, do you feel that it takes you as the main subject?"

  He Lingchuan thought for a while, then shook his head.

  I am just a part of it.

  「But I can only go in when I’m asleep, why?」

   "This is the law set by Soul Township. Usually, it is because it wants to prevent other people from entering or snooping."

   There are indeed many people who covet the Dafang Pot.

  He Lingchuan wanted to ask for a long time: "What is the soul town?"

"You can tell by the name, right? Soul Township is the dwelling place of those dead souls who are unwilling to perish, and most of them are natural. Most of the dead souls living in Soul Township don't know that they are dead, and they will still live as before. and doing things."

  It paused: "The homeland of souls does not exist in reality, nor does it return to Qingming. It is self-contained and can be regarded as a sanctuary for the undead. But in any case, it is not a dream! It has nothing to do with your absurd and stupid dreams!"

  He Lingchuan remembered that he had read a Miscellany of Stories and Monsters in Wenxuan Pavilion, which contained a story:

  The traveler encountered a wolf in the wilderness, and escaped into the small town in the valley by escaping the lights. Life here is peaceful and peaceful, and everyone has a smile on their faces. Enthusiastic townspeople not only help him fight off the wolves, but also entertain him with food and lodging, and even a beautiful girl talks to him.

   This man fell asleep in a sweet dream, woke up the next day, and found that he was sleeping on a boulder, and he would fall into the crack of the ground after climbing two more mountains. Surrounded by weeds and barren trees, how can there be any human habitation?

  He hurried out of the valley.

   Later he learned that the volcano erupted in the area ten years ago, swallowing the town at the foot of the mountain and killing many people.

  He didn't know what happened to him, and no one would believe him when he said it.

   Someone who had heard his story also went to the valley to search for it, but to no avail.

   "Ghost Town" never appeared again.

   Now listening to what the mirror says, this person may have entered the natural soul country.

  「Soul home is also divided into natural and acquired?」

  「Occasionally, soul villages are formed between heaven and earth, and that’s mostly because too many people died in a short period of time, causing resentment to the sky; but this soul town is very unstable.

   It may die silently one day. "Mirror explained, "The soul town that appears the day after tomorrow is different, more stable, but needs a carrier."

  The carrier of the mirror world is undoubtedly the mirror; what about the carrier of Panlong City?

   Should it be the Dafang pot?

   "Because of this, once the normalcy there is broken, the resentment of the undead will burst out suddenly."

  The mirror then asked him, "Hey wait a minute, you changed the cause and effect there too?"

   Of course He Lingchuan nodded. Reality and dreams have been split by him, can the cause and effect not change?

  The mirror exclaimed: "Then what kind of chaos is the law of the undead city, why is it still not broken?"

   "It's in order inside, that's good." He Lingchuan said in a bad mood, "It's almost the same as the real world. It's not like your mirror world, which is terribly awkward."

The mirror snorted twice: "Being able to be pestered by you like this without collapsing shows that it has a powerful source of energy. Alas, I'm so envious. But at the same time, it also needs a stronger power of cause and effect. Otherwise, once it collapses, Even your soul is buried inside and cannot come out, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

  For its warning, He Lingchuan attached great importance to it: "In other words, the more influence I have on the city of the undead, the more powerful the power of cause and effect needs to be found for it?"

   "Not exact, but getting there."

  He Lingchuan nodded.

   No wonder.

   No wonder he stopped dreaming after the first two times, and had no dreams for a long time. The real Panlong City was opened to him only after the **** bone necklace devoured the cornerstone of the fairy cave.

  Hey, even though he knows the concept of Soul Hometown, he is still used to the name "Coiling Dragon Dreamland".

   It turned out that the Dafang Pot obtained the power of cause and effect from the outside world, helping Panlong Dreamland to perfect more laws, so that it could withstand the changes He Lingchuan brought to the entire dreamland world.

  The deeper he is embedded in the dream, the more activities he has, and of course the greater the impact on the dream. According to the mirror, the homeland of souls should have remained unchanged, but because of him, Panlong's dreamland has gone out of another thread, which started to run counter to the history in reality.

  This requires more and more powerful evolutionary power, otherwise the result of not running will be stuck at least, or crash at worst.

  The warning from the mirror is no joke.

  It seems that in the future, he will have to think carefully about what he likes in the future, and he will do everything possible to get it.

  In addition, the mirror also mentioned that the Coiling Dragon Illusion is likely to have a powerful energy source.

   What's going on here?

  Unfortunately, there is no answer to this question.

  He can only return to reality, and look at the mirror: "Then what is the use of you other than performing your duty as a protective mirror?"

   It was not easy for him to deal with the mirror, why didn't he find it useful after he took it in?

   "I can also grow bigger and use it as a shield, as did General You in the past!" The mirror promotes itself, "After being damaged, as long as it is replenished in time, it can also slowly repair itself. "

   "By the way, I still have mirror reflection. When someone's attack falls on the mirror or shield surface, as long as it is not magical powers, I can counter-shock part of the force."

   "The effect of force is reciprocal, so do you need to talk about it? Well, you are still somewhat useful." He Lingchuan asked it, "How did those evil spirits who obeyed the instructions come from?"

"It's the lonely ghost I took in after waking up, and now there are three left." The mirror said, "This world is not much better than it was two hundred years ago. There are wandering new dead ghosts everywhere. If I don't take them in, They also disappear in a few days."

  He Lingchuan hummed.

   "By the way, even if I turn into a shield, the ability to absorb souls is still there." The mirror added, "If the opponent stares at me, they may also be distracted."

"Okay." He Lingchuan held it in his hand and tried it. It really got bigger, from a round mirror to a round shield with a diameter of three feet. .

   In fact, the volume is proportionally larger.

  He Lingchuan waved it twice, and felt quite satisfied with the quality and feel.

  Suitable for use as a one-handed shield. Now that the means of attack are becoming abundant, he does need one or two pieces of defensive equipment.

  I have already purchased a shield in Panlong City, and now this vacancy has been filled in reality.

  The fly in the ointment is that there is an unsightly gap on the shield, which is the masterpiece of Fushengdao.

  「How can we mend this gap?」

   "The more resentful souls I eat, the faster I can recover, otherwise I have to spend time slowly repairing it." Mirror said, "If not, Xuanjing is also fine, and nightmare gas is also fine."

  'Dream Qi? "He Lingchuan heard a familiar term, where did he seem to hear it?

  Looking at his expression in the mirror, you can tell that he doesn't know anything: "The aura of heaven and earth nourishes all things. Once it enters the body of a living being, it becomes a nightmare, or nightmare power, which supports life, old age, sickness and death."

   This statement is very simple, and He Lingchuan understood it in seconds. For example, in his original world, everything needs sunlight to grow, and plants grow when they see the sun, and cattle and sheep chew and eat plants to grow meat, which is finally ingested by humans.

  No matter how many circulation links and how many names there are, in the final analysis, it is "energy".

"Huh?" He finally remembered where he had heard this term before: he and his father caught the enemy's spy in Xinhuang. Nightmare!

  The demonic energy collected by the punishment dragon pillar is very strong, but the light it emits can only be seen by the servants and He Lingchuan.

  The attendants claimed to have opened the "eyes of the sky", and said that the national teacher asked them to collect the nightmare energy and go back to comfort them.

   "How did I hear that the nightmare gas is the resentment, unwillingness and anger of the soul fighting death?"

  Mirror chuckled: "Aha?"

  "Hahahahaha!" It laughed again, "Which big **** said, it's really far from the big spectrum, super big spectrum!"

  He Lingchuan didn't interrupt, just when it was laughing vigorously, he said softly: "Shuangye Guoshi of Beja Kingdom."

  The mirror's laughter stopped abruptly.

  「Is it Beja’s national teacher?」

  It was silent for a while, and said weakly: "Maybe he has other plans."

  The dignified Master Bega, how could he make such an ultra-low-level mistake?