ninety thousand miles

Chapter 425

"Why?" Li Chuan was very curious. "When a treasure comes out, it will be obtained by the destined one. How can you be sure that this destined one is Master Wen?"

Mu Ling replied: "Senior Brother Wen does have the best chance."

He then explained, "While cultivators are fighting for opportunities, the divine sword is also choosing its master. For the divine sword, if you take it, you must treat it as your lifelong magic weapon, so as not to disgrace it. Therefore, cultivators with successful cultivation rarely go there. Potential newcomers like us are the ones that the divine sword values."

"Among us, Senior Brother Wen has the highest realm, so his understanding of the way of the sword is far beyond that of others, and he just happens not to have a life-saving magic weapon." Mu Ling seemed to be thirsty from talking, and drank a cup of tea.

He said: "That being said, I will try it if I can. Maybe the sword will like me, right?"

"That's right." Li Chuan also took a sip of tea.

Mu Ling continued, "Even if I can't get the treasure, this is still a good experience. Look, didn't I discover my talent in sword formation?"

He said, "No wonder. When I was practicing before, I always felt that I was getting half the result with twice the effort. Now I know that I was not on the right path. Brother Li, you wait. After I have mastered the sword formation, my cultivation level will surely advance by leaps and bounds."

"Okay, I'll wait and see," Li Chuan asked again, "As for the sword formation, does it mean controlling many swords at once to form a formation?"

"That's right." Mu Ling replied, "So when I go out in the future, I won't just carry one sword, I'll carry thousands of them."

"Then where should we put it? Should we put it all in the Sumeru space?" Li Chuan asked.

"Of course not," Mu Ling glanced at Li Chuan and explained, "After it is slightly accomplished, it can be stored in the Purple Palace Sea of ​​Consciousness and released when needed."

"Oh." Li Chuan understood.

At this time, Yu Wansheng asked Mu Ling, "Why didn't the Divine Sword choose Senior Brother Wen?"

Mu Ling said, "Brother Wen entered the calamity at a time when the variables were the greatest. Now the calamity has begun. Sigh..." He shook his head, "Zeng Man... Although he beat me up twice, he beat me up fairly, which made me look like a villain."

He reluctantly praised Zeng Man: "Although his understanding of the way of the sword is about the same as mine, he is a sincere person. It is reasonable for the magic sword to choose him."

"Then why did you think someone had tampered with it before?" Yu Wansheng asked again.

Li Chuan sensed something was wrong. He felt that Yu Wansheng didn't care who the magic sword chose as its master, but rather why the magic sword was born three years earlier.

Mu Ling said, "That's just my feeling, but the facts prove that I was wrong." After thinking for a while, he said, "The head of the sect said that it might be because after the Woquan reappeared, the spiritual veins of the world converged towards the Wochi Tianzhu again."

"The Woquan spring reappears, the spiritual veins gather..." Yu Wansheng repeated these two words.

Mu Ling said, "Well, the spiritual veins gather very slowly, and it will probably take tens of thousands of years. However, the location where the divine sword was born was originally near the spiritual vein. The divine sword sensed this subtle change, so it chose to be born early."

He drank another cup of tea and said, "After all, in a catastrophe, anything that happens is normal."

After Mu Ling finished speaking, Li Chuan asked Yu Wansheng: "Chief Yu, are you very concerned about the early appearance of the magic sword?"

Yu Wansheng was stunned at first, then nodded and admitted, saying: "The things under the Cangwu wilderness have also arrived earlier." He took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment and said: "It's about a hundred years earlier. The patriarch of the Changyou tribe and I both suspect that someone has done something... It may also be caused by the gathering of spiritual veins." Mu Ling looked at Li Chuan, then at Yu Wansheng, and at this time the waiter happened to bring up all the new dishes he had added. He then began to introduce these dishes.

Obviously, although he was quick-witted, he also knew that he shouldn't touch the affairs of Cangwu Wilderness.

Seeing this, Yu Wansheng did not force it, but ate the food seriously, expressed his feelings, and then talked about some spiritual plants unique to the Cangwu wilderness.

Mu Ling was very eager to hear this, and he wanted to live in the Cangwu Wilderness right now and taste all the spiritual plants mentioned by Chief Yu. Chief Yu invited him to go, and Mu Ling agreed. They agreed that after he had mastered the sword formation, he would live in the Cangwu Wilderness for half a year.

After almost finishing the meal, Mu Ling finally realized that this meal was Li Chuan's farewell meal for Yu Wansheng.

He hesitated again and again, and said to Yu Wansheng: "Chief Yu, I was just guessing about the matter in Ganyu Canyon...but my intuition has been very accurate since I was a child." He lowered his head and thought for a long time, then said: "If you think it is necessary, you can go there to take a look. Anyway, the magic sword has chosen a master, and all the sword intent has dissipated. There shouldn't be anyone who will pay attention to that place."

After hearing this, Yu Wansheng clasped his fists and thanked them, "Thank you, Monk Mu, and Brother Li." He thought for a moment and said, "I'll go there now. I won't go back to the Four Gods Palace with you."

Li Chuan said, "Take care."

Yu Wansheng nodded and walked forward. After a few steps, several of his guards came out from different places and followed him. Then they spread their wings at the same time and flew into the blue sky. In the blink of an eye, their figures could no longer be seen.

Mu Ling turned to Li Chuan and explained, "A half-demon from the Feather Clan who once did a favor to the Lingchuan Sect."

Li Chuan said: "I hope he can find something in Ganyu Canyon."

Then the two walked and talked, and parted ways after returning to the Four Gods Palace. Mu Ling went to learn the sword formation, while Li Chuan went back to rest.

The next day, Li Chuan got up early in the morning and went directly to Jinyang Peak. As usual, as soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was led to the top of the mountain by the old palace master.

When the old palace master saw him, he asked, "Did you have a good rest these three days?"

Li Chuan sat down on the other side of the pot and said, "It's good. I had a dream last night. There were many strange patterns in the dream, and they were constantly changing and dissolving. In the end, only a few basic arrangements were left. After waking up, I knew that those arrangements were what I had been looking for."

The old palace master said: "Then give it a try."

"Okay." Li Chuan looked into the pot, and the full moon was flowing in the pot as usual.

He took out the Tianyin pot, concentrated his mind slightly, and entered a mysterious state. When he was about to call the little mouse in his heart, he heard the voice of the old palace master.

The old palace master said, "I cast a spell in your pot. Now the flow of time in the pot will be ten times slower than outside. Feel it and see if it helps you. You can also adjust the speed according to your needs. If you want to withdraw, that's fine. Everything is up to you."

Li Chuan noticed it, and this time, he saw clearly the process of change and the traces they left behind. He also felt a ray of the sun's true fire falling into his eyes.

His thumb clicked the Tianyin pot.

(End of this chapter)