ninety thousand miles

Chapter 156

Gong Wuguang continued: "When I met Ming Heng for the last time, he had already given up his pursuit of longevity, and then entrusted the "Jing Jing" to Sishen Palace to find the next generation. Maybe he had already sensed something at that time. "

Mingheng is the name of the previous generation of Wenjing inheritors.

While speaking, the disciples arrived one after another.

Elder Zhu counted the heads, and after making sure they were all there, he briefly explained the situation and the solution.

The people present also heard some news from their elders, and they also knew something about what happened 20 years ago.Knowing that Brother Wen and Head Wang had tried it first, they both agreed with this solution.

Only a monk from Changhuaimen felt that this method had not been thoroughly verified and could not guarantee that there would be no sequelae at all, so he was unwilling to accept it.

He said: "Injury to the Sea of ​​Consciousness will not only affect the realm of cultivation, but also easily leave hidden dangers. Maybe I will miss the immortal path because of this. I don't agree."

After the remark was made, there was a short commotion among the monks.

After a few words of persuasion to no avail, Elder Zhu said to the elders of Changhuaimen: "Elder Mo, do you think so too?"

Elder Zhu knew in his heart that what this monk said was right.But they want the Xuanmen to close the Xuanmen, and not give the gods a reason to intervene.

King Lingyu's subordinates have already escaped with Suhan, and what happened here may have been leaked.If the mess is not cut quickly, everyone may die.

The elder of Changhuaimen was silent for a moment, then drew his sword from his waist, and the monk fell to the ground before he could make a sound.

The blood flowed for a long time.

No one dared to speak out.

Afterwards, Elder Zhu asked Luo Xueli to help, and asked Wen Guying to bring Li Chuan over.

When Wen Guying came to the secret room again, Li Chuan was sound asleep and snoring.

It really is a big heart.

Wen Gu pushed him with his hand and said, "Brother Li, wake up, Brother Li..."

Li Chuan frowned, opened his eyes, sat up immediately after seeing Wen Guying, and said, "How is it?"

"Luo Xueli is performing spells, and I think they will all fall into a dream when we arrive," Wen Guying said about the situation outside, and then said: "Are you going to come one by one, or in batches, or solve the whole thing at once? "

Seeing Li Chuan's pensive expression, he added, "Luo Xueli's Nightmare Technique can let them sleep for at least two or three hours, so you can come here whenever it is convenient for you, and you don't have to think about other things."

"Let's do it in batches." Li Chuan stood up abruptly.

Every time the Tianyin Pot is activated, it consumes the most effort.Now that they can help him control the range, he can concentrate on thread cutting, and if he does it in batches, the efficiency will definitely be the highest.

Wen Guying suggested, "Well, let's try 10 people first?"

"Yes," Li Chuan accepted Wen Guying's plan. He looked at the rune above his head again, and asked, "Is it impossible for others to hear what you say here?"

"No." Wen Guying looked inquiringly.

"The ancient immortal Tiansu should be dead." Li Chuan said.

He originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Wen Gu after he had finished pinching all the threads.But after waking up, I felt that this was the best time.

So he shared his and Lao Xiaokai's conjectures and Wen Guying about this matter, and he said: "I have a vague feeling that Tiansu's fall is related to the strange ghosts, and it's best to go to Xuanshui Mountain to investigate again. There is also the Shenxia side, the Shenxia sect, it is better to check more."

After experiencing Feng Huanyi's incident, Wen Guying paid more attention to Li Chuan's words. He said, "I understand. I'll go and investigate when things happen here."

Li Chuan calmed down a little.

The catastrophe is approaching, and he also wants to contribute.

For nothing else, he just wanted to continue to buy meat at the Pan's butcher shop, drink the wedding wine with Tong Luo and Zhuo Erniang, and see Gong Er turned into a man and Pang San smashing the Taoist sect.

He also wants to go to farther and higher places to see.

His power is too small, so he speaks out everything he knows, and pulls those who have power together, one more is one.In this world with gods and monks, there is always one or a group of people who can solve the problem.

Thinking of this, he said to Wen Guying again: "Find a few more people."

"Don't worry, Master Wang, Qingzong..." Wen Guying read a long list, "No one can escape, Brother Li, don't even try to escape."

"But according to Mr. Wen's orders."

When Li Chuan and Wen Guying arrived outside the mountain peak, the disciples and elders who had entered the secret realm were all sitting cross-legged, with their eyes closed tightly, falling into a dream.

Wen Guying circled ten people and let Li Chuan do it.

Li Chuan took out the Tianyin pot and started to do things with ease.The invisible wind blew through layers of ripples, and thin lines appeared in his vision.

Reach out.

Maybe it was because Luo Xueli's spells were exquisite, or maybe their cultivation base was lower than that of Wen Guying Wang's head, Li Chuan easily pinched the ten threads.

Afterwards, Li Chuan asked Wen Guying to invite more people in.

Thirty of them were pinched.

It wasn't until the number of people increased to fifty that they felt a little strenuous.

After pinching, he was a little numb.Prompt, pinch, pinch, eat something good, continue to prod... After pinching an unknown number of lines, he suddenly felt as if something moved in his heart.

He pondered for a moment, instead of looking at Xinyuan, he speeded up the speed of his hand.

His changes were noticed by Wen Guying and others, so Wen Guying also accelerated the speed of encircling people.

Finally, there are more than 50 people left.

Li Chuan signaled Wen Gu to circle them all up, and activated the Tianyin Pot again.

The movement in Xinyuan became more and more obvious.Before, he was still thinking whether the thin line connected only Xinyuan or something in Xinyuan, but now it seems that it is the latter.

There are many broken wires, and it responds.

Li Chuan tried his best not to look at Xinyuan, and focused on his thread-cutting career.

There are only a dozen left.

There are eight more, three, and the last one...

At this time, the deep heart surged, like a mighty wave, sweeping past the ripples.Li Chuan's movement of pinching stopped abruptly.The thin thread squirmed between his fingers, leading him to sink down along the surge of his heart.

He felt that he passed through one layer after another of darkness, and in the darkness were clouds of mist. As he sank, his body disappeared, and it seemed that he also turned into mist.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw a vertical river in the mist, and a woman was sitting by the river, gently picking up yellow flowers one after another from the river, and putting them in a basket on the bank. .

And the thin thread in his hand was tied to the handle of the basket.Li Chuan tried his best to look at the basket. There were many thin threads wrapped around the handle, some of which were broken, and some of which were not yet disconnected.

He suddenly found that the woman's shape was vague, and she seemed to be just a mist with a human shape.

(End of this chapter)