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Chapter 1687 Unfathomable variables
Chapter 1687 Unfathomable variables
Yes, apart from Dafanghu, a professional, who else can clear away Shadow Dragon’s evil thoughts?
"The bad luck has gone, this dragon ball is a great treasure, it can protect Panlong City for us."
Zhong Shengguang raised his second finger. "According to ancient records, the name 'Dayan Dianzhu' was given by the Dragon God. After executing Shadow Dragon, he dug out the dragon bead himself and determined that the evil dragon was actually 'proving the truth through killing' and had a deep understanding of the truth. The dragon bead contains the number of Dayan that Shadow Dragon had comprehended, but it's a pity that he didn't fully comprehend it, otherwise the Dragon God might not be able to catch it."
He Lingchuan thought thoughtfully: "What would happen if I understood it completely?"
"It has the principle of the mutual generation of the virtual and the real, thus evolving endlessly and creating infinitely." Zhong Shengguang said seriously, "We originally thought that this shortcoming of the Dayan Dzi Bead could be made up in the Dafang Pot. After all, the chaos contains the principle of the beginning. However, after being refined in the Dafang Pot, the Dzi Bead still failed to reach perfection."
"Mi Tian repeatedly deduced that the other mathematical principles in Dzi beads are basically complete, and he has achieved the goal of observing phenomena in the sky and observing laws on the earth. The only thing missing is the 'category', that is, the emotions of all things and the changes of existence and non-existence."
Three years ago, He Lingchuan would not have understood what Mi Tian meant by this. But as his mind improved and he gained insight into the world, even if Zhong Shengguang did not explain it, he understood it after a little thought:
"You mean, there is a lack of 'vitality' in the Dayan Dzi Bead?"
"Yes, yes, good, good!" Zhong Shengguang was greatly surprised. He patted his shoulder vigorously and praised him generously, "You are very insightful! It turns out that the future generations are really formidable."
He didn't quite understand what Mi Tian said at the time. After all, some of the knowledge involved the origin, and he didn't have time to study it in depth, so he went to ask Xu Shichu for advice. The middle-aged man explained it to him for a long time before he finally understood.
Alas, how can these two words "He Lingchuan" be as clear as this?
"With vitality, there are endless variables! Between nothing and nothing, between something and nothing, it repeats itself in a cycle." Zhong Shengguang added, "Mitian mentioned that the gods must also follow corresponding rules. There were three ancient gods in the God Realm, each mastering three kinds of godhood, life, death--"
"——And between life and death is fate. The vastness of the universe and the insignificance of individuals must go through the process of going from nothing to something, and from something to nothing. This is fate that cannot be escaped, and the law that cannot be changed."
"From the word 'vitality', there are thousands of evolutions. Shadow Dragon was killed by the Dragon God before he could comprehend it." He Lingchuan pondered, "But judging from its nature, even if it is given thousands or hundreds of years, I'm afraid it won't be able to comprehend it, right?"
Zhong Shengguang smiled and said, "So Mitian's suggestion is to release it to the black dragon on the top of the city. On the one hand, it can play a magical role in protecting Panlong City, and on the other hand, it can be contaminated by the filthy karma of the world and experience infinite vitality. If the shadow dragon does not enter the world, it is not a bad idea for its pearl to enter the world."
"How many years will it take?"
"At least thirty or forty years, more than that is hard to calculate." Zhong Shengguang put away the sand table, "I guess I won't see that day. I hope that by then, the Dayan Dzi Pearl will still be in Panlong City."
He took away the barrier again, glanced at the sky, and said casually: "It's getting dark, I'll treat you..."
As soon as he opened the window, he saw Willow Tiao and Menban walking out of the courtyard, talking and laughing, so he silently swallowed the word "dinner" and said, "Nothing, is there someone waiting for you at home for dinner?"
He Lingchuan touched his nose: "Yes."
Zhong Shengguang was the considerate boss at this time: "Okay, go back quickly, it's time to go to war again in a few days."
He Lingchuan took his leave and walked out with big strides.
It was dark, and not many people were in the office. Before leaving the courtyard, He Lingchuan occasionally looked back and saw Zhong Shengguang sitting back behind his desk, facing his shadow with a solitary lamp, silently reviewing the next official document.
He Lingchuan has a warm home here, as well as Master Sun and so many comrades.
Zhong Shengguang seems to own a city, but in fact he has nothing and is always alone.
He devoted everything to Panlong City and Dafanghu.
How strong must this person's faith be to enable him to keep going like this?
Panlong City is now a city that never sleeps, with two markets open all night long and crowded with people. He Lingchuan went to buy five or six side dishes and a jar of good wine. When he was about to go back, he saw a little girl selling flowers nearby carrying a few bunches of flower buds in a bucket. They were light pink, round, and bare.
"what is this?"
"Peony."
"Why does it look like an iron egg?" It's only slightly bigger than a pigeon egg.
"This is the Mayflower God!" The little girl blinked, "It's the perfect gift for your sweetheart!"
"I want it." He Lingchuan handed over a dozen copper coins in exchange for a handful of pink iron eggs, and then went home.
It was past dinner time and the alley was bustling. The old man moved his chair outside to take a nap, the children were pushing and shoving each other, and even the dogs in the house were running in and out excitedly. Two of them even circled around He Lingchuan, sniffing the aroma of the meat and vegetables in his hands, but were finally yelled back by their owner.
When he returned to his silver house, everything was the same as when he left. The tables, chairs, and mattresses were spotless, and there were several colorful goldfish in the rain-collecting tank in the yard.
The moonlight shines through the window and quietly falls on the table.
He Lingchuan's desk was always empty, so he could see the pear blossom at a glance.
It is as white as snow, with a refreshing fragrance and a faint golden glow on the edges.
It lay on the low table, in the moonlight.
He Lingchuan picked up a pear blossom and found it so fresh that it seemed as if it had just been plucked from a branch.
Yes, these were the fallen flowers that flew to him from the old pear tree in Yao Wang’s Yuquan Palace. No one noticed anything strange at the time, and he later fed the pear flowers to the divine bone necklace.
As a result, it was not digested completely by the big square pot, but came to his table.
However, the petals of the pear blossoms have folded a little and are no longer in full bloom.
The gate creaked again.
He Lingchuan put away the pear blossoms casually and came out to see that it was indeed Sun Fuling who came, holding something in her hand.
It was flat, bright red, and a bit transparent like jade. He Lingchuan looked at it for several times and thought it looked like a Shoushan stone seal.
But it was clearly strung together with straw ropes.
"what is this?"
"Mullet roe." Sun Fuling had two dimples when she smiled. "My parents gave it to me. It tastes great when I drink."
He Lingchuan took out the bunch of pink iron eggs, hesitated, and felt a little regretful.
Why buy this thing? It's so ugly. How can you be so unrefined when giving flowers to your loved one?
Sun Fuling was very surprised and took it and said, "The peonies are already out? So early this year!"
She put the peony into deep water, gently moved it a few times, and blew air into the core.
As the wind blew, somehow the petals opened. Although they were only slightly blossoming, they were pink and tender with water droplets, graceful and cute, just like a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
Under the moon and flowers, the beauty is like jade.
He Lingchuan said nothing, fearing that he would ruin the tranquility of the moment.
Then he smelled the sour odor of horse sweat on his body.
The house was clean and smelled good, which made him smell really bad.
He had just ridden back from the front and had only eaten two bites of bread on the way.
Thinking of this, he was moved. The smell of horse sweat on his body was so strong that the young wife who was standing next to him just now covered her nose and stepped back.
But Sun Fuling never minded, as if she couldn't smell it.
Is it because Master Sun used to be in the army and is used to this taste?
"I'm going to take a shower!"
The Silver House has a dedicated bathroom, unlike the small wooden house where we lived before where we could only take a shower in a palm-sized courtyard.
When he came out after washing, Sun Fuling had already lit a fire in the yard and was slowly roasting the mullet roe by the fire.
He Lingchuan cleverly broke the seal of the wine jar and filled them up: "Here, the first bowl is for the Master."
He hadn't been back for a long time, but as soon as he entered the yard, he felt the warmth and comfort that belonged only to home.
Sun Fuling smiled and clinked her bowl with his, "May every year be like today."
It was a rare chance for them to relax for a short while, and they drank together under the moon. He Lingchuan told her about the battles on the front lines and the swords and guns on the battlefield. Sun Fuling listened carefully and also told him some interesting stories in the city and the academy.
On one side is fighting, on the other side is life, Panlong City has always tried to balance both.
While roasting the mullet roe, Sun Fuling rubbed it with wine twice before taking out a knife to slice it.
"It's really different." He Lingchuan praised it highly, "If you add some spices, the flavor will be even better."
"For example?"
He Lingchuan casually mentioned two flavors and suddenly stopped.
Sun Fuling asked curiously, "I've never seen it sold in Panlong City. Where is it produced?"
"In the east, it's a specialty of the Yao Kingdom on the Shining Gold Continent." Having stayed in the Yao Kingdom for a long time, he was used to the food and just said it unconsciously.
Sun Fuling shook her head: "It's too far, even merchants can't be brought here."
From the Golden Plain to Panlong City, there are more than just thousands of mountains and rivers in between.
He Lingchuan gently held her hand and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely get it for you to try!"
He said a trivial matter in a serious tone: "As long as these few difficulties are overcome, I will pick the moon from the sky for you."
Sun Fuling was moved: "Okay, it's a deal."
The two no longer discussed the war, but drank and ate, and only talked about love and romance and gossiped about family matters.
This is the ordinary life he wants most.
This is the precious peace in this war-torn era.
Good days are always too short, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
He Lingchuan's vacation is over and the army has assembled.
The moment he put on his armor, the atmosphere in this house became solemn and harsh.
Sun Fuling tied his cloak with her own hands, reluctant to let go.
He Lingchuan smiled, turned around and stroked her face: "Master, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"Don't be so bloodthirsty." Sun Fuling said softly, "The calm and wise General Hu Yi is the opponent's nightmare."
The two of them went out together, and Sun Fuling accompanied him all the way to the south city gate.
He Lingchuan's personal soldiers were already waiting here with their horses.
"Be careful on the road." Before every long journey, Sun Fuling would remind him, "Be sure to come back alive!"
But this time, she held his hand for a long time and didn't let go.
He Lingchuan heard her worry, pulled her over, and suddenly bent down to kiss her.
The hustle and bustle in front of and behind the city gate seemed to be cut off and inaudible in an instant.
The two did not separate until the warhorse snorted. The passers-by cast friendly glances at them. The people of Panlong City were open-minded and informal, so this scene was not uncommon, but the combination of handsome men and beautiful women was very pleasing to the eye.
He Lingchuan ignored them and said seriously, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Sun Fuling's cheeks flushed as she looked at him intently, the affection in her eyes evident.
"Go ahead," she said softly, "show them some color."
Her eyes were gentle and firm, and He Lingchuan saw the confidence within her.
Confidence in him.
She believed that he could do it, definitely!
"Yes, sir!" He Lingchuan kissed her forehead, then jumped on his horse and set off.
The army was waiting outside the city.
When he looked back halfway, Master Sun was no longer in his original position.
She walks really fast.
He Lingchuan passed the South City Gate and glanced at the Black Dragon statue. Suddenly he remembered something:
In reality, he has been to the Panlong ruins twice. The black dragon statue behind the south gate is still there, but the dragon's mouth is empty, and there is no Dayan Dzi bead!
After Panlong City was destroyed, whose trophy did the bead become? His face darkened.
After all, war is a winner-takes-all game.