ninety thousand miles

Chapter 549 Dreamland
Then the rest of the people in the secret room fell silent.

Li Chuan closed his eyes and recalled everything he had seen when he was in the mysterious state before. He didn't understand it, he couldn't understand it at all.

"Master Jiang." Li Chuan shouted.

"You say." Jiang Mei responded.

Li Chuan asked: "When a cultivator is meditating and encounters something that he cannot understand at all, how does he comprehend it? Where does he start and where does he approach it?"

Jiang Mei said: "Learn slowly, watch its changes, watch your own heart, and gradually you will understand. If you don't understand it in one year, then you will understand it in ten years. If you don't understand it in ten years, then you will understand it in a hundred years or a thousand years."

"It will take a thousand years and you still won't understand?" Li Chuan asked.

"Then wait, wait for the opportunity, or wait for the moment of enlightenment." Jiang Mei replied.

"I can't sit still for that long," Li Chuan complained, "I wish everything could be clearly written down step by step in black and white."

"Then you might miss the most crucial information." Jiang Mei's view is different from Li Chuan's. He said: "Sometimes something that you can't understand means that it contains the original and complete information; while something that looks clear may be missing too many details, resulting in that you can see it clearly but you can never truly understand it."

"Then I'll think about it again." Li Chuan said, and then he asked: "What time is it now?"

Jiang Bai said: "You have been sitting here for four hours."

"So long?" Li Chuan stretched out his legs and felt his body stiffen. He said, "It's too late today. The mutton should be ready by now, right?"

"You'll know when you get out." Wukong said.

"Can it be repaired?" Jiang Bai asked.

"You can try. Although I can't understand it, I can still see some of the structure." Li Chuan stood up, stretched his joints, and said, "I'm going out. I'll think about it after I'm full."

The mutton was indeed cooked well, tender and soft, without any smell of mutton.

After eating and drinking, Li Chuan returned to the house, took out a pen and paper, and tried to draw the light strips. After drawing two strokes, he felt that they were not quite like the original, but he continued to draw, each stroke slower than the last, until late at night, when he stopped.

After finishing the painting, he flipped through the papers he had drawn on. They were even more messy and confusing. He smiled bitterly, and then his eyes suddenly froze. These paintings… He found an empty space, moved the desk to the side to make more room, and then he pieced the drawing papers together one by one.

Then he took out the "Wen Jing" and kept flipping through it.

Some of the patterns presented by the lines were somewhat similar to the patterns recorded in the last few pages of the "Wen Jing". Could it be that those light bands should be viewed directly as lines? To see the patterns presented? Li Chuan circled the similar places one by one with a red pen. There were about sixteen places that were similar to the patterns in the "Wen Jing".

Fortunately, when he had nothing to do, he would force himself to read and memorize the patterns in the "Wen Jing", otherwise he would never have discovered it.

He put away the drawing paper and looked out the window. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and it was quiet and silent. He went to bed, blew out the candle, closed his eyes and fell asleep. The drawing paper on the desk trembled slightly, and after accumulating enough strength, it flew up.

Li Chuan began to dream.

He seemed to have entered a mysterious state in his dream. Everything he saw in the Tai Su Realm cycled over and over again in his dream. Every cycle would cause a change, and the dream gradually became strange and bizarre.

He stood in the Taisu domain, with the light bands moving around him, and the next second, the light bands disappeared. A black hole seemed to appear in the dream, swallowing up the dots and horizontal lines one by one. He was about to be swallowed up. He panicked. He wanted to block the black hole. He subconsciously picked up the dots and horizontal lines and started to put them together. The speed at which the black hole swallowed them was getting faster and faster, and his speed of putting them together was also getting faster and faster.

Countless structures that he remembered and did not remember appeared in his dreams.

Li Chuan didn't realize what he was doing. He just wanted to block the black hole. He put more and more pieces together, and the pieces became thicker and thicker, until he finally buried himself in the dots and horizontal lines. He heard the sound of sand flowing.

The black hole is coming, but, but there is no dot or line anywhere...

He was devoured.

He stared blankly at the beams. He heard his own breathing, which was very calm. After listening for a while, he finally let out a long sigh. It turned out to be a dream, a very tiring dream. He stood up, walked to the table, drank a sip of cold tea from the previous night, then picked up the paper he had drawn last night and flipped through it.

I'll show it to Master Jiang and Liu Yang later, maybe they can figure it out. Thinking of this, he put the paper into the ring, then walked out, and then he found a thin layer of snow on the ground outside.

It snowed last night.

"Awake?" Wukong came out and asked after seeing Li Chuan's expression, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Li Chuan rubbed his face and said, "It's okay, but I had a lot of dreams. How are you?"

Wukong said, "I got up this morning and sat for some homework, and I feel better."

"Where is Brother Jiang?" Li Chuan asked when he found that Jiang Bai's hand was still there.

"At Master Jiang's place. They are inside the cave, and Master Jiang is casting a spell on his body." Wukong answered, and then he said, "Can't his brother sense him? I've been wondering if his brother will come to look for him, but he hasn't come for such a long time, so he probably won't come."

"I don't know. I don't know how many people from Qing Sect are involved. Maybe he's in even bigger trouble." Li Chuan shook his head and said, "Let's go get some food?"

"Let's go." Wukong said.

After eating something, Li Chuan felt much more energetic. He went straight into the secret room of the cave. There was a cold jade bed in the secret room, and Jiang Bai's body was lying quietly on it.

"How is he?" Li Chuan asked.

"Not bad." Jiang Mei turned around and asked, "Are you going to continue to comprehend the Yuan Lingzhu today, or?"

"Try to fix it." After saying that, Li Chuan took out the stack of paper he had drawn last night, handed it to Jiang Mei, and said, "These are what I drew last night. They are a bit ugly... But after I finished drawing, I felt that some of the patterns on them are similar to some of the patterns in the "Pattern Classics", which are the ones I circled. Take a look and see if you can see anything."

Jiang Mei flipped through the pages one by one. After reading, he gathered the papers together, thought for a moment, and then quickly flipped through them again. He said, "I have some guesses."

"What guess? Tell me quickly." Li Chuan said.

"You once said that the "Wen Jing" was not created by Tian Su, but it was the first book after the creation of the world, recording the beginning and end of all things." Jiang Mei said.

"correct."

"But I think that even if Tian Su tampered with the "Wen Jing", since this book is still called "Wen Jing", it must be related to the original "Wen Jing"."

"Hmm, what next?"

“And the Taisu Domain might be a magic weapon refined by Immortal Weng after realizing his inner abyss.”

Li Chuan suddenly didn't understand, and he said, "Wait, Master Jiang, please speak more carefully."

(End of this chapter)