Chapter 1188: Finding an Answer

Now that He Lingchuan has acquired the complete Luoshengjia, how will he use this second characteristic later?

He didn't have much of an idea yet, and the third item absorbed most of his attention.

The word "karma" shocked He Lingchuan.

Whether it is the gods and immortals of the past or the practitioners of today, they are all afraid of karma.

As the saying goes, one's own actions bring about their own results, and this is true for all living beings.

The root of karma is the power of cause and effect.

There have been so many tragedies surrounding Luo Shengjia in the past. In essence, the evil karma between the evil armor and the host was entangled and mutually reinforcing each other, which resulted in terrible cause and effect.

After Dafanghu got Luo Shengjia, his old sins were washed away; but He Lingchuan didn't expect that when Dafanghu handed it to him again, the armor still retained its original characteristics.

why?

He reasoned in his heart that perhaps the power of cause and effect itself was one of the most powerful laws, and even the big square pot could not deprive it of it.

He muttered to himself: "Karma? This armor can still absorb karma."

When the mirror heard this, he exclaimed: "No, how dare you touch such a terrifying thing? How about you stop wearing this armor?"

How terrible is karma? You will know what happened to Luo Shengjia's past owners.

Its owner is so smart, he won't make the same mistakes as others, right?

"I can't take it off." He Lingchuan tried it, but the armor clung to him and refused to come off. But if his mind moved, he could take it into his body.

This is the same as the Fusheng Knife.

In other words, he can dress as usual, take a shower without delay, and cover his armor in one second during battle.

It's quite convenient.

The soul-catching mirror was worried: "What should we do?"

"Just wear it." He was optimistic by nature, so he put it on first if he couldn't take it off. "Karma doesn't just stop sinful karma."

In fact, he has already felt a trace of power from the armor. Although it is small, it is there.

This was the first time he had come into contact with this kind of power. It actually had both ethereal and majestic attributes at the same time, and it made him feel particularly warm.

Like sunshine.

But he can feel that once this kind of power is gathered together, it can gather sand into a tower, pile up rocks into a mountain, or become vast and majestic, and there is no end to it.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

Is this the power that Black Dragon has ever felt?

He Lingchuan couldn't understand that this armor had just been transformed by Dafang Hu, so all the old ones should have been cut off.

He always feels at ease when the big square pot does things.

But where does this strength come from?

He had just put on the armor and was already tainted with karma?

He Lingchuan felt a little uneasy, and suddenly remembered that someone had told him that he needed a good armor.

"Treasure armor should have a name." This armor has been purified by chaos and has been separated from the past. It should no longer be called Luo Shengjia.

Like the Broken Knife, it longs for a new beginning.

He Lingchuan raised the Fusheng knife and tapped the heart scale twice with the back of the knife.

Clang clang twice, crisp and chilling.

"Just call me Qiang Longjia."

As soon as he finished speaking, every piece of armor on the armor opened slightly, and then slowly settled down, like a living thing.

It reacts to new names.

He Lingchuan took out the soul-capturing mirror and turned it into a mirror shield half the height of a man.

While looking in the mirror, he adjusted the style of his armor to make it more suitable to his liking.

After more than ten breaths, no one can connect it with Luo Sheng Jia again.

With a thought in his mind, He Lingchuan suddenly took out the mask and put it on, covering his face.

The man in black armor in the mirror immediately became very strange.

Both powerful and dangerous.

He twitched his fingers in the mirror, and the black-armored warrior in the mirror also tilted his head towards him and twitched his fingers.

The mirror flatters you: "You look so good, even I can't tell you apart."

He Lingchuan chuckled. The sound did not come out from the mask, but filtered through the Qianglong Armor, making it appear particularly deep.

The perfect crime tool.

There were footsteps outside, and He Lingchuan walked towards the door. Qiang Longjia disappeared at the same time, but he was still wearing his regular clothes.

It's so easy to put on and take off like this. The Red General's armor seems to be the same way, and the style can be changed.

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The study palace is sparse and the sound of books is loud.

He Lingchuan grabbed a handful of millet and leaned on the tree trunk outside the classroom to feed the birds.

The sparrows and pigeons arrived first, and then came all kinds of colorful sparrows that he couldn't name.

Even the big white geese in the river staggered ashore to grab food.

There are ancient trees, blue bricks, boulders and houses everywhere. He Lingchuan always feels particularly relaxed here.

The Academy is originally a quiet and pure place, which makes people feel peaceful.

After finally getting to the end of get out of class, the children were like chickens coming out of the cage, huffing and swarming out, and there was a buzz everywhere.

The originally solemn school palace was suddenly filled with children's words.

Master Sun also walked out of the classroom. Her dress was the same color as the falling apricot blossoms, and she wore a milky-white hidden-grain t-shirt. Her smile was soft and warm, the kind that any man would dream of.

"Long wait." When she was in class, she saw He Lingchuan outside through the window, "Why is General He free to see me today?"

He Lingchuan had just been promoted to "Tiger Wing General" by Zhong Shengguang, leading 5,000 troops and busy with military affairs.

Panlong City implemented Zhong Shengguang's will and entered into a vigorous rhythm. The integration, training and other chores of the army were enough to keep He Lingchuan busy with his heels hitting the back of his head.

The number of times Sun Fuling saw him recently had obviously decreased.

"I'm so sorry! I've been so busy lately." He Lingchuan knew that the more gifts you give, the less blame you will get. He started with a beautiful black-bottomed red lacquer lunch box, "To apologize to the teacher."

The lunch box was not only huge, but also had five layers, and there were delicate lacquer paintings on the lid.

The gift was domineering and very impressive.

"Oh, Mingzhu Restaurant?" Sun Fuling recognized the box as soon as she saw it.

"Mingzhu Restaurant's full set of dim sum, from classics to new products, a total of 36 pairs, are all the favorites of the teachers in the academy."

Sun Fuling smiled and said, "Master He is getting better and better at giving gifts."

This gift was not only for her.

The box was too big, so He Lingchuan carried it for her. When she entered the teaching building, she said that Master Sun would treat everyone to dim sum.

The three dim sum masters of Mingzhu Restaurant had just returned from overseas studies. They were innovative in variety, taste, and packaging, and they easily set off a wave of popularity in Panlong City.

The teachers of Shumi Academy have also been guests of honor recently. They were all smiling when they saw the gifts and thanked the two.

Seeing that his colleagues were eating snacks, Sun Fuling pulled He Lingchuan to the tree in the yard and glanced at him and said, "Since you have earned enough face for me, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

He Lingchuan said solemnly, "Master, you have a keen eye and you can't hide any small things from you."

"The next class is about to start."

The teacher meant that I am very busy and you should speak quickly if you have something to say.

"Master, you are knowledgeable. I want to ask about karma and cause and effect." After that, He Lingchuan took out a small box of almond cakes from his storage ring and gave them to her. There were only four small pieces in total, and the girl could eat one at a time.

The snacks he gave to his sweetheart must be more exquisite.

The color of the cakes unexpectedly matched the apricot blossoms in the garden.

"Ask me?" Sun Fuling asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

"Why wouldn't a cultivator ask this?" He Lingchuan said confidently, "Look at the surrounding environment right now, and see how much blood I have to kill on the battlefield."

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is revived, and the cultivation of sentient beings is accelerated. It is true that they will soon encounter more profound problems, or troubles, than before.

"Hmm..." Sun Fuling picked up a piece of almond cake and narrowed her eyes. It was delicious!

"You'd better ask Dean Xu about this question."

Xu Shichu was naturally knowledgeable to be the dean of Shumin Academy. Before He Lingchuan made a fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he asked him to calculate the changes of the stars, and there was indeed no mistake.

Otherwise, He Lingchuan would have been gone long ago.

"The dean just came back from Xicheng today. I'll take you to see him."

He Lingchuan was polite and never asked for help without anything, so he asked Sun Fuling to buy a gift first, and then went to find Xu Shichu.

For Master Sun's next class, he had to entrust other masters to do it for him.

In He Lingchuan's impression, Dean Xu was a busy man. He was in charge of the teaching outline of all the academies and schools in Panlong Desert and Maohe Plain. In addition to Zhong Shengguang who always consulted with him, Xu Shichu was also often on business trips.

However, when Sun Fuling took him to the small courtyard where Xu Shichu worked, the respected dean was bending over and rolling up his trouser legs to weed in the vegetable field.

Sun Fuling was no longer surprised: "Dean Xu, General He is looking for you."

"Oh?" At this time, He Lingchuan was no longer a little soldier. Xu Shichu and him always met at meetings in the government office, and they were no longer strangers to each other. Xu Shichu pointed to the stone table and chairs under the eaves and said, "Rare guest, sit down!"

Sun Fuling smiled and said, "You guys chat, I still have classes." After that, she glanced at He Lingchuan and turned to leave.

He Lingchuan sat on the stone step and watched Xu Shichu flick the snail on the vegetable leaf with one finger.

"President Xu still has the leisure time."

"Do some work and relax your mind." Xu Shichu said with a smile, "Why don't you come to see me farming instead of training soldiers in Seymour Ridge?"

"I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Xu Shichu continued to pull weeds, not treating him as an outsider.

"The revival of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is of great benefit to our cultivation." He Lingchuan asked, "But practitioners are most afraid of being contaminated by karma. If we lead troops to kill enemies, we will not only roll around in the mortal world, but also fight in and out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If we act like this, we will inevitably be contaminated by karma, right?"

"It's inevitable, of course it's inevitable." Xu Shichu laughed, "Karma is something that few people in the world can understand. I have read the notes left by the ancient immortals. When it comes to the cycle of cause and effect and the clear principles of heaven, even these earth-shaking figures have to be careful."

"How can we practice if we are contaminated by too much karma?"

Xu Shichu pulled out two dandelions: "Although they are weeds, they can be soaked in water and drunk. Let me ask you--"

Before he finished speaking, the courtyard door creaked and someone else came in.

He Lingchuan turned around and saw that the person was wearing a mask and a red light armor.

It turned out to be General Hong.