ninety thousand miles

Chapter 301 Melting

After walking a long, long way, they arrived at the flash strip.

When you look at the flash strip up close, it is not as dazzling as when you see it from a distance. Its texture is like jade, not smooth, but full of small uneven textures.

Li Chuan felt something looked familiar. He raised his head and found that the texture and texture of the lotus leaves in the lake were somewhat similar, except that the lotus leaves were obviously polished.

Wen Guying and Luo Xueli obviously also discovered the connection between the two.

Wen Guying looked complicated and said: "Everything on Shenxia Island is very perfunctory, but the lotus leaves are actually polished with condensed roads. The thoughts of the ancient immortal are really difficult to understand."

Li Chuan lowered his head and complained: "He worked so hard to build this place, can't he leave a few more words to explain clearly what he wants to do, or what he wants people who enter here to do for him?"

"Can't say." Wen Guying said.

Luo Xueli explained: "He said it clearly, so all the arrangements he made are meaningless." As he said, he suddenly thought of something and said: "Although the paths of Song Fengzi and Haotian are different, they are different." But they all demonstrate humanity. Since they left their mark on the Temple of Gods, maybe... the puzzle here is related to humanity."

"It's somewhat possible, but it's also possible that they only know Shenxia Island, but not this place." Wen Guying said.

While Wen Luo and Wen Luo were discussing, Li Chuan carefully studied the texture patterns on the flash strips, trying to find some patterns, or match some patterns in the "Classic of Patterns".

He found that these textures would fluctuate with light, ripples, and intertwined together to form various patterns. Li Chuan was fascinated, his fear faded away, and the conversation between Wen Luo and Wen Luo gradually faded from his ears.

In the tranquility, he suddenly heard some strange sounds.

Puff, puff.

At first he thought it was his heartbeat, but he soon discovered it wasn't.

The sound came from underground, from the bottom of the lake above, from all directions and from the flash belt. This is the pulsating sound of this entire space.

The flowing ripples and interlaced patterns on the flash belt are all changing with the fluctuations.

puff.

This time he heard his own heartbeat, already integrated with the pulsing rhythm. When he looked at the texture again, he felt like he was melting into it.

There were some tiny shimmers in the texture that shone in his eyes and he really melted into it.

Luo Xueli was the first to notice something was wrong with Li Chuan. He reached out to pull him, but Wen Guying stopped him.

Wen Guying said: "He has no cultivation level and has not followed any path. Maybe he will be fine."

Luo Xueli frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she put down her hand. But his expression was ugly, and his plain face looked even more bitter and hateful.

Luo Xueli said: "My master taught me that once I have embarked on the path of spiritual practice, I should take life and death lightly. As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, I can give it a try. But our lives are not more important than ordinary people, and we should not put ourselves above ourselves. Above ordinary people.”

"You are wrong, you misunderstood me, and you misunderstood him," Wen Guying responded directly to Luo Xueli's accusation this time. He said: "He knew that the Shenxia Temple and his party must be extremely dangerous, and he also knew why I I'll look for him. He was ready when he agreed to come with me."

"Even you and I didn't expect that we would encounter such a situation. How could he have predicted it?" Luo Xueli retorted.

"He knows." Wen Guying repeated, "Besides, he also has his own ambitions. For his ambitions, he will also come here."

"What ambition?" Luo Xueli asked.

Wen Guying did not answer for Li Chuan. He raised his head, looked at the ripples of the lake for a while, and asked, "Who do you think the monk you saw standing with Shen Xia could be?" "I can't think of it." Luo Xueli replied, his expression softening a little. .

Wen Guying said: "The person who can become the accomplice of Shen Xia should not be an unknown person."

Luo Xueli thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I have gone through all the monks I know in my mind for more than ten times, and none of them are right."

"What about those who have already ascended?" Wen Guying asked.

Luo Xueli shook his head.

"Are you sure you've seen it before?" Wen Guying continued to ask.

Luo Xueli said: "I'm sure." Then he said: "You should be more prepared."

"The elixir I have prepared is enough for us to eat for a hundred years." Wen Guying said. He threw a wine bottle to Luo Xueli and said: "And... there are not a few people who know that we come to the Shenxia Temple. . If... there are no other changes here, if we persist for ten or twenty years, someone will definitely come looking for us."

Luo Xueli finally had nothing to say.

As soon as Wen Guying finished speaking, a crack suddenly appeared on the ground. Wen Guying drew his sword and the red sword energy instantly sealed the crack. The black smoke inside surged up and fell down, and soon the crack appeared. Returned to peace.

Wen Guying said: "Friend Luo, it seems we can't be roommates for ten or twenty years."

Luo Xueli held Gong Er on her shoulder with one hand and said, "You continue to be on my shoulder."

Then he walked to the other side of Li Chuan, and together with Wen Guying, he was alert to the changes around him.

Li Chuan felt that he had passed through another tunnel, and he was surrounded by gorgeous pictures, and he flowed through them. Sometimes he could clearly see the patterns and symbols in the pictures, and feel the endless brilliance contained in them. It stagnated in nothingness and mist, and time and space seemed to have lost their outline.

Just when he felt he had reached the edge of the world, an arc of light illuminated his entire soul, illuminating everything about him so clearly that he could see it at a glance.

Squeak, squeak!

Did the little mouse bark?

Li Chuan suddenly woke up. He looked around. The surrounding area was gray, and he could vaguely see the rolling hills. He realized that he was still staying in the same place, but the ground here had not cracked, and there were no stripes. Glitter strips.

Did he come before the hero sank into death?

So he raised his head and looked upward. The sky was also gray, but it was a normal sky.

Li Chuan remembered the cry of the mouse he heard before and silently called "little mouse" three times, but after waiting for a long time, the little mouse did not appear.

He sighed, chose a direction at random, and walked forward. After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a sense of lightness.

So he jumped, he jumped very high, and the hills gradually fell below him. At the same time, his vision gradually became clearer, as if there was a rag wiping away the dust in the air.

When he falls, will he fall to death? Li Chuan couldn't help but become worried, and at this moment he found that he had stopped rising and did not start falling, but just stopped in the air.

(End of this chapter)