After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 74 Venerable?

   Hearing that he wanted to question him, Sun Fuping hurriedly replied: "The sacrifices here have escaped, so we can only use the spare magic circle outside to summon the Venerable. What happened outside, do you feel unwell?"

  His first choice for offering sacrifices was He Lingchuan and Mao Tao, but they slipped away. He could only use a backup plan to use He Chunhua and others as sacrifices, and then use means to summon the invited gods to come here.

   One more transfer, that is helpless.

Nian Songyu said with a stern face: "Something went wrong outside, which weakened my strength. This black dragon is reincarnated, so it must not be the real body. I need you to find out the root of its life!" Sun Fuping drew two circles on his head, like sprinkling water.

   A little bit of light leaked from between the fingers, like flying flowers, like snow, falling all over Sun Fuping's body.

  In the eyes of others, he seems to have sprinkled a lot of bright powder on Sun Fuping's body, but only Sun Fuping knows that this is like spring wind and rain, not to mention refreshing the mind, heart and lungs, and even the injuries on his body have healed.

  Originally, He Lingchuan carried the siege ordnance and gave him two rounds of violent bombing, which was not something ordinary people could afford. Sun Fuping tried his best to save his life, coupled with Nian Songyu's hard work to protect him, he managed to survive, but his injuries were also serious, and the internal injuries were several times more serious than the external injuries. It was already a miracle to be able to stand still.

   It's just that there are more than a dozen thieves standing upstairs, so he had to force his momentum.

  Her Majesty healed his injury with ease, which is beyond human power, and of course Sun Fuping admired him even more.

   "My lord please enlighten me!"

  He didn't know that the Venerable in front of him was actually very dissatisfied. Divine descent is an extremely dangerous process, especially before it enters the skin of the undertaker, the so-called will of the gods is easily injured.

   During this process, Sun Fuping did not stand by to support him, and he has committed a big taboo.

  However, there are only a handful of successful divine descendants, and this secret is not known to outsiders. Even if Sun Fuping rips through the classics, it is impossible for him to know.

   Fortunately, the Venerable still needs him to settle his troubles, so he squeezed out a little extra divine power to heal his injuries.

   "Since it is the foundation of the Black Flood Dragon, it is something that remains unchanged from the beginning to the end, and it is also something that will not be destroyed by this fire. By the way, it is not a generous pot. Since you can find it all the way, you must have some experience."

   His Holiness gave a hint, and then Sun Fuping had to find a way to complete it.

  The latter nodded, and hurriedly said: "My lord, is my national teacher?"

  Nian Songyu showed a gloomy smile: "If you can get out from here, you can get what you want."

  The big rock in Sun Fuping's heart finally let go, and rushed into the ruins before the Gale Army attacked again.

  …

   His Holiness only gave a hint, Sun Fuping thought about it for a while, and couldn't help being moved.

   "Find the foundation of the black dragon's life", the translation is more popular, it is to find the lifeblood of the opponent. However, the point of this sentence is not just the message that "the real body of the black flood dragon is not on the battlefield".

  Sun Fuping has eyesight and insight, and he has long seen that the reason why the black dragon is immortal is that it hides its vitals in advance, and then uses the power of the Dafang pot to repair the injuries repeatedly.

  For a monster like it, how could it die if it was not hit?

  However, there is something in the words of the Venerable, and I am terrified when I think about it carefully.

  Sun Fuping had always believed that the Hei Jiao was the spirit of the Dafang Pot. If this is the case, what kind of "foundation of life" did the Venerable ask him to find, isn't the Dafang Pot the foundation of life for the black flood dragon?

   His Holiness specifically denied this.

  So, what exactly is that black dragon?

  Sun Fuping ran for a while, and even stopped in the ruins for a long time, before a flash of light flashed in his mind.

   Could it be?

  He changed direction and headed due north.

  The ruins of the city in front of you are the true appearance of the ancient city of Panlong after the coalition forces retreated.

  The peace, prosperity and tranquility before are just a mirror image.

   But between the two before and after, there are always some things that remain the same.

   Soon, Sun Fuping passed by the bell house in the Gaomen compound. It was later bought and rebuilt by Zhong Shengguang from the Chen family, and the door plaque was also replaced.

  However, Sun Fuping did not stay, this is not the place he was looking for.

  He went straight through the government office, crossed a huge and dry ravine, and finally found another ruin—

  Official house.

  At least they were the official residences of Panlong City before they were destroyed.

  Compared with the peacetime, the official building at this time has also undergone tremendous changes. But Sun Fuping quickly found his goal.

  It was an unremarkable house with only two rooms and a small courtyard.

  There is a grave in the yard.

  Sun Fuping ignored the grave, but turned around and searched in two ruined rooms.

  Big bed, dresser, small bed…

  He even opened the secret drawer of the dressing table, only to find that the things inside had long been scorched black and a mess.

   These should not be the lifeliness of Hei Jiao.

   But the place is only so big, and there are only so many things. Could it be that his deduction is wrong?

  Sweat dripped from Sun Fuping's forehead.

  Time is life, and the Venerable is trying his best to fight the monster of Dafang Pot alone. If he can't find the treasure as soon as possible, then it's hard to say whether he can save his own life, let alone his lofty ambitions in the future.

  Sun Fuping went back and forth three times in the house.

   Perhaps blinded by anxiety, he turned around abruptly after the third round and ran back to the main house.

  The bed placed here has been burned to the point where only a rotten frame remains, and the wall is only half-blocked, and it is still blackened by the smoke.

  However, there is a gray mark on this half of the wall.

   That's the original color of the wall.

  It looks as if something was hung here originally, and it blocked the fire when the fire broke out, so that it didn't blacken a small piece of wall behind.

  This shape...

  Sun Fuping said to himself: "Knife, I remember there is a knife hanging here."

  Yes, this is where Zhong Shengguang lived before he became a commander. He had been here before and found the graves of the Baling expedition members here.

  And while waiting for Nian Songyu, Sun Fuping also took a good look around this house, and had some impressions of the furnishings inside.

  In fact, the furniture in this set of official residences is too simple, there are only a few of them, and it is difficult to remember them all.

  The wall is still there, the bed is still there, but the knife hanging on the wall is gone.

  The post-disaster wall shows that this knife has been in existence from beginning to end, which is in line with what His Holiness said, "it can't be destroyed by fire".

  So it's not that his deduction was wrong, but someone took it.

  Sun Fuping stood up, squeezed out a name from between his teeth, wishing he could tear the words into pieces: "He Lingchuan, little bastard!"

  Sun Guoshi, who has always been calm and prudent, finally couldn't help but exploded.

  At the beginning, the four of them found this place, and after a lot of discussion, they split up. He Lingchuan was the only one who had time to inspect the whole house before that.

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  (end of this chapter)