After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 598 Judgment!

   This feeling is very strange. There are still four or five tourists between He Lingchuan and the statue, but he can be sure that the so-called "eye of truth" is staring at him!

  He was terrified at once, but his body didn't obey his control, he couldn't turn around or take a step.

   Then, the idol also opened its eyes.

  Miao Zhantian originally hangs his head at a forty-five-degree angle, with his eyes slightly closed, because it is placed in a high position, which happens to be the angle of overlooking the crowd.

  When she opened her eyes, her purple pupils met He Lingchuan's gaze.

  He found immediately that he couldn't even look away.

  The surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and the statue of Miaozhan God zoomed in rapidly in his field of vision, until his body was incomparably stalwart, beyond his field of vision.

  The tourists around him disappeared one by one, the human voices disappeared one by one, and finally even Lu Shishi disappeared.

  In the huge unknown space, it seems that only He Lingchuan is left.

  Only the dome of the Golden Palace is still shining with the Milky Way, but from the perspective of He Lingchuan, it is also infinitely vast, as if it really hangs high in the sky and is boundless.

  Where was he brought!

  Suddenly, he could move again.

  He Lingchuan was dazed and took two steps back, only to find that he was standing on the scale!

   When does he show up on the scales?

   With a "dang", the touchstone fell on the opposite empty scale.

   I don’t know whether it’s because he has become smaller, or the touchstone has become larger. In short, it’s now at least seven feet in diameter, and its whole body is glittering with gold, which is very eye-catching.

  Same as before, the appearance of the touchstone did not bring about a change in the balance of the scale arm.

   There seemed to be a sigh in the void, and He Lingchuan vaguely heard disappointment.

   Has the temptation to him begun?

  Why is the other party disappointed?

  The real eye on the scale turned twice, and its gaze was locked on him.

  Compared with the eyeballs he saw in the Gange Hall of Panlong City, this big eye was at least a hundred times magnified, and it was also a hundred times more terrifying. He Lingchuan could even see its beating eyelids.

  The staring gaze of those big eyes made him feel that there was nowhere to hide the little secrets in his heart.

   "Where is this?" He looked around in panic and shouted, "Who's there!"

   This is a normal reaction of ordinary people.

  A gentle, magnetic female voice sounded in this space, as grand as the long sound of an organ: "Your name?"

  He Lingchuan asked back: "Who are you!"

   "I am Miao Zhantian." The female voice said, "What about you?"

   This first question stumped He Lingchuan.

  His pseudonym in Beijia is He Xiao, but can he pass the test of the touchstone by reporting this name?

   Miao Zhantian is famous for distinguishing between true and false. As a mortal, can he escape the eyes of the gods?

   "Huh?" Miao Zhantian urged him, "I only ask you three questions, you must answer truthfully, and don't try to hide it from Fayan."

  She didn't go on to say "otherwise" because it wasn't necessary.

  Every mortal should understand the consequences of offending the gods.

  He Lingchuan felt a slight heat in his chest.

   It's not the **** bone necklace in the placket, but another thing is getting hot.

  Just this bit of enthusiasm made him feel the warmth again in this open and boundless space.

  It's like spring sunshine falling on people through mottled branches and leaves.

  Again, it was as if he had walked through the ice and snow, and saw a log cabin with a pond fire before the next storm.

  That kind of warmth is probably not worth mentioning in normal times, but now it has the power to calm people's hearts, and He Lingchuan's tense and anxious thoughts suddenly relaxed.

  The sense of powerlessness that arose from facing the omnipotent **** alone gradually disappeared.

What is he doing?

  The last thing you should do at this time is to be manipulated by the other party!

  Since he is already standing here, standing under the eyes of the gods, he can only be very careful and deal with the other party well!

  Under the gaze of his big eyes, he lowered his head and said humbly:

   "I, my name is He Xiao."

   Squeak, squeak, the arms of the scale began to shake.

  Because it is magnified a hundred times, the originally tiny movement is also astonishingly large. The weighing pan fluctuated up and down, and He Lingchuan felt as if he was standing on a small sampan, being swayed by several big waves.

   Is this the litmus test weighing his words?

   Fortunately, this frightening shaking soon slowed down, and the swinging range of the weighing pan decreased, and soon stopped.

   The arms are balanced, and the two weighing pans are almost aligned in a straight line.

  This answer is considered passed?

  He Lingchuan did remember that He Xiao was the name he used before he was three or five years old.

   No, it's not his, it's the original body's.

   Gold says that the light of the plate can be used to tell people, and it is brighter than a mirror.

He Lingchuan's eyes fell on the disk, and he accidentally discovered that the complicated stars in the sky were reflected so that they could be counted. Even how they shone and what color of light they emitted could be clearly distinguished. On the contrary, his own reflection was the closest but also the closest. It was so blurry that I couldn't even see the face clearly.

  Is this normal?

  He quietly raised his head and glanced at the big eyeballs on the top of the scale.

  It stared at him too, without blinking.

   "Okay, the second question." Miao Zhantian continued to ask, "What is the relationship between you and the Dafang pot?"

  In just a few words, it precisely hit He Lingchuan's Achilles heel.

  Miao Zhantian didn't ask He Lingchuan if he knew the Dafang pot, nor did he ask where the Dafang pot was.

  Her question is very vague and broad, but if He Lingchuan has a little relationship with Dafanghu, it is impossible to get around it.

  But He Lingchuan has repeatedly consolidated his psychological expectations since he was summoned. The gods and the emperor asked him to come here, so it can't be just a family chatter, right?

  The only reason they saw him was the generous pot?

   Because of the three words "Dafang Pot", it can't make any waves in his heart now.

   "Big... what?" He looked bewildered, and even looked up at the big eyeballs, "Tianzun clearly sees! I don't know what it is, and it has nothing to do with it!"

   As soon as the words fell, Mulian's pupils suddenly opened to the maximum, and even the corners of the eyes were bloodshot!

  He Lingchuan was startled and took two steps back.

   "Let's see the results."

  The scale began to shake up and down again.

   But this time the range was not large. He Lingchuan found that his position was getting lower and lower, and he had to look up to see the touchstone.

   His side, sinking.

   That is to say, he not only told the "truth", but also has a lot of weight!

   That is the so-called "confirmation of words".

   Miao Zhantian was silent, as if a little surprised by the result.

  The stars in the sky suddenly flickered.

  Whether He Lingchuan looked down at the reflection of the scale, or looked up at the stars in the sky, he would find that those were not stars at all, but eyes!

  Countless blinking eyes!

  The shapes are different, some are like human eyes, and some belong to unknown creatures.

  When they blinked together, the weirdness and horror were beyond words.

  The eyes were opened to the maximum at the same time, and all eyes were focused on He Lingchuan.

  They are examining him, evaluating him, and every look is filled with deep malice!

  The overwhelming pressure almost killed him.

  He Lingchuan was as good as he was, his knees gave way, and he fell down on the scale.

   Without any disguise, he was pale and sweating.

  It turned out that what he faced was not only Miao Zhantian, but also countless gods hidden behind the sky, waiting for his answer.

  I am just a mere mortal, how can I provoke such a big battle?

  The vast and boundless power of the gods descends suddenly, unstoppable and irresistible, and can drive mortals crazy in an instant.

   Even He Lingchuan heard countless voices, which seemed to be whispering, but more like arguing endlessly. They came from an extremely distant place, and there was only a little echo left to him.

  Is there a quarrel between the gods?

  He curled up subconsciously, his lips trembling, as if he was about to go into shock in the next second.

   These performances are not fake, but the result of him opening his heart and not deliberately being strong.

   "Okay." This time Miao Zhantian's voice was full of majesty, "Since the Eye of Reality is activated, we must believe in the results it gives!"

  As soon as she spoke, the supernatural power stopped abruptly, and the space immediately returned to openness and tranquility.

  The oppressive feeling that was too heavy to breathe disappeared at the same time, as if it was just an illusion.

   This space is dead quiet.

   I don't know how long it took before He Lingchuan called out tentatively: "Heaven, Tianzun?"

   Miao Zhan said again: "Very well, we have one last question left."

  He Lingchuan waited with bated breath.

  He has already broken two-thirds of the deadlock in front of him.

   As long as he answers the last question correctly, he will pass through this catastrophe.

   "What's the relationship between you and Mou Guo?" It's still the same way of asking, big and comprehensive.

ah? Mou country?

  This question really never occurred to him. He Lingchuan shook his head subconsciously, this time he was very honest.

"answer."

   "It doesn't matter." He calmed down, "I've only heard of Mou Country, but never been there, let alone have anything to do with it!"

  The scale starts up again.

   Undoubtedly, in the end, the touchstone was lifted, and the scale on his side sank.

  The truth, it couldn't be more true.

  The sky suddenly turned dark, and the surrounding landscape receded like a tide. It felt very strange, like the canvas was soaked in water and the paint faded.

  But at this moment, He Lingchuan suddenly heard a rough voice:

   "This body is not bad, why not surrender?"

  The surrounding changes suddenly stagnated, and the faded part of the canvas was nothingness, as if something inside was opening its teeth and claws, rushing towards He Lingchuan.

   That thing was so dark that it couldn't see its shape. He Lingchuan only knew that it carried infinite coercion, and he was powerless to resist it.

  Like a mouse to a lion.

  He probably wouldn't have seen this if the darkening process hadn't been interrupted.

   Miao Zhantian's voice sounded again, contrary to the previous Wen Dun's peacefulness, he was obviously very displeased with his companion's self-assertion:

   "No!"

  Another voice said: "It cost so much, at least recover a little of the cost!"

  However, before Miao Zhantian could make a move, a blue light suddenly lit up in the nothingness left after the canvas was uncovered.

   Seems like a mark?

  The black shadow retreated swiftly after being illuminated, and the rough voice let out a surprise, "Why is there the mark of Naluotian?"

  (end of this chapter)