ninety thousand miles

Chapter 472 Time
"Master Wen, is there anything I can help you with?" Li Chuan asked.

Wen Guying pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "Tell me again about your experience with Senior Sister Yao in the spire after we separated."

Li Chuan also half sat up, shook his head, and after he became more sober, he began to speak slowly.

This time, every few sentences he said, Wen Guying would interrupt him and ask some questions. Most of the questions were related to Yao Shuang. Although Li Chuan felt strange, he answered them one by one. So this time, he talked for nearly an hour, and his throat was dry and sore before he finished.

He got out of bed, drank some water, and then asked, "Master Wen, have you found any problem?"

Wen Guying said: "I think that blue light is unusual."

"What do you mean?" Li Chuan asked.

Wen Guying said: "That blue light may not only be able to penetrate the soul and control the monks and mortals, but it can also change people's cognition."

"What do you mean?" Li Chuan was at a loss. He felt like his brain was completely paralyzed, his brain was tangled up in a ball, and it was throbbing with pain.

Wen Guying said: "For example, maybe we are not awake now, but are still in the spire, entangled by vines, and immersed in illusions."

"Really? What should I do?" Li Chuan panicked and was about to take the Tianyin Pot. He asked, "Can the Tianyin Pot be broken?"

Wen Guying laughed and said, "I was just kidding. You go back to sleep. I'll go find Senior Sister Yao."

"Okay, okay." Li Chuan said.

After Wen Guying left, Li Chuan felt his head getting heavier and heavier. He stopped thinking about anything else, and his soul sank into the black hole and fell asleep.

After waking up, Li Chuan finally realized something was wrong.

Taoist Master Wen must have discovered something, so he asked him so many details. He recalled that what Wen Guying asked most was about Yao Shuang's response to the cone. Could it be that what he discovered was related to Yao Shuang?

Li Chuan was deep in thought, remembering what Wen Guying said when he left. Suddenly, he felt something was unreal. He looked around the tables, chairs and furnishings in the room, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar. He was not sure if he was dreaming or had woken up.

He didn't stop thinking until his stomach growled a few times and the feeling of hunger came up.

There is another way. Li Chuan thought about it and silently said "little mouse" three times in his heart. As soon as he finished, he saw the little mouse lying on the quilt with its belly facing up, motionless.

I poked its belly with my finger and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The little mouse turned over and lay on his stomach, then said weakly, "I'm hungry. And Li Chuan, next time you go to a place like that, can you say hello to me? I was dreaming and suddenly woke up from a fright."

"Yeah, next time, I'll definitely go out to eat right away," Li Chuan remembered the various conditions he had promised in the spire, and said, "It's just right to take a break these few days, so I can take a walk around the area."

"What to eat?" asked the little mouse.

"We'll find out when we get out," Li Chuan said casually, "There's always food to eat in stalls, markets, taverns and teahouses. By the way, do you think we're dreaming now, or have we woken up?"

"What?" The little mouse didn't understand.

So Li Chuan repeated his question again and said, "That is, is there a possibility that we are still in the spire, but the blue light changed our perception and made us think we escaped?"

"Who can change your cognition with me here?" The little mouse jumped onto Li Chuan's shoulder and said, "Hurry up, I smell something!" After that, Li Chuan took the little mouse for a walk in Qingtan County and ate a lot. Both the man and the mouse ate until their stomachs were full.

After returning to his residence, the little mouse yawned and disappeared. Li Chuan flipped through a few pages of the "Wen Jing" and memorized half a page of notes. He felt exhausted and lay back on the bed.

Maybe because he was full, he slept particularly deeply. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Guying sitting by the window not far away, polishing his sword with his head down.

Li Chuan was in a trance for a moment and blurted out, "Master Wen, why are you here again?" Then he woke up and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Just two days." Wen Guying said.

"Two days? Not bad." Li Chuan said. He remembered something and asked, "Did you find out anything when you asked me those questions before? Is it related to Senior Sister Yao?"

"Well, after I came back that day, Senior Sister Yao came to talk to me for a while." Wen Guying said, "She said that the spells you used are very similar to those of the gods, and they are suspected to be of the same origin."

"Ah?" Li Chuan was surprised.

"So she suspected that you were the high priest's reincarnation in the world." Wen Guying said.

"This... do you think so too?" Li Chuan asked.

He also thought about it in his mind. The memories of his past life were still very vivid. He should not be the High Priest Laozi.

Wen Guying said: "Of course not. Although you have mastered the art of parasitism like the gods, it is completely different. However, with Sister Yao's realm and cultivation, she cannot fail to see the difference, so I suspect there is some power that interferes with her cognition."

"Is it that blue light?" Li Chuan asked, "She was indeed controlled by the blue light for a while, but... the sound of the Tianyin Pot has not stopped."

Wen Guying said, "So in order to verify my guess, after I left you, I went to Huai'an Mountain with Senior Sister Yao. During the investigation, Senior Sister Yao did not show any abnormality. I took the opportunity to discuss with her and broke the illusion in front of her again, and finally found a clue from it. In order to eliminate the influence of the blue light, Senior Sister Yao needs to retreat for a few days, and you should also lie down for a few days to recuperate."

"It has been resolved, right?" Li Chuan asked.

"That's about it." Wen Guying said.

"Then, Master Wukong, if we go there late, will it affect him?" Li Chuan asked.

"Maybe, but...it's better to be safe." Wen Guying replied.

"Yes, then who do you think could be the High Priest's clone?" Li Chuan asked, "Is it possible that it could be someone we know?"

"Anyone could be one," Wen Guying said nonchalantly, "You see, it's possible for me too. A dream of ten thousand years might correspond to the thirty thousand years of reincarnation."

"No way?" Li Chuan said.

"Of course not," Wen Guying said, "In the Xuanmen, there are all kinds of adventures and people with all kinds of backgrounds. With just this little information, there are a lot of people who can match up."

"Fortunately, time is on our side." Li Chuan couldn't help but feel fortunate, "We pulled out some of the seeds left by the high priest before the 'opportunity' appeared."

"Time is not on our side. It is because the Temple of the Heroes is moving against time that we have a glimmer of hope," Wen Guying said.

(End of this chapter)