ninety thousand miles

Chapter 579 Dark Night
The structure is simple, but there are differences between shadows. Based on these differences, it seems that shadows can be divided into several categories. Li Chuan carefully distinguished them, and he wanted to find some rules from them.

All the dots and lines in the ripples rise and fall with the rhythm of the pot sound.

The half-demons of the Yu Clan and the other three clans did not have strange dreams. Only the half-demons of the Xun Clan dreamed of the Youxi Valley in ancient times. Wen Gu believed that shadows and virtual spirits came from the same source, so can we speculate that the half-demons of the Xun Clan were possessed by the virtual spirits born from Youxi Valley?
Do the phantom spirits of Youxi Valley only wander in the territory of the Xun clan, or do they just temporarily drift to the territory of the Xun clan and haven't had time to drift elsewhere?
Li Chuan observed the shadows shrouded by the sound of the kettle. Among them, are there any shadows floating from Youxi Valley? Perhaps he should go to the territory of the Xun clan and look for them? What are the differences between the shadows born in Youxi Valley and other shadows? Are they easier to possess, or... No, that's not right, they should not be able to be dispelled by the secret spell.

During the white night, most of the half-demons in the Cangwu Wilderness still tried to follow their usual routine, working during the day and returning to the settlement to rest at night. If a Xun tribe member who had a strange dream did not return to the settlement at night but wandered outside, the Xun tribe leader would have explained this in addition. Even if he did not say it, Daoist Jiang and Daoist Wen would definitely ask clearly.

So they were possessed and dreaming in the settlement, in a place filled with the power of mantras.

It's not rigorous, but it's possible. Li Chuan thought so, so he controlled the rhythm of the pot sound again to imitate the rhythm of the mantra.

The shadow began to dissipate again.

Disperse. Gather. Disperse again. Gather again…

Time goes by and the day night is almost over.

Yu Chen couldn't help but ask, "Brother Li, does he want to save the shadows here?"

"He should be looking for something." Wen Guying looked at Li Chuan, "If he can't find it today, come back tomorrow, or go to another place."

Li Chuan stood in the bright light, and the ground beneath his feet was also shining with the same bright light, but his figure seemed a little blurry. The wind carried the sound of the pot far away. As the shadow dissipated and gathered, it seemed as if there were wisps of mist that were difficult to capture with the naked eye lingering around him, making his figure even more illusory and hazy.

"Can you do it?" Wen Guying asked Jiang Mei.

"Sure." Jiang Mei said.

"I can't." Wen Guying said.

"You can't stand this temper," Jiang Mei pointed out, "You are good at taking shortcuts, but you can't take shortcuts in this matter."

"That's right." Wen Guying did not refute. He said, "He will stay here for a month. Maybe he can really save his shadow. Although it doesn't make much sense."

At this time, Li Chuan's consciousness followed the sound of the pot and flowed into the underground.

There were many shadows. Compared with the shadows floating on the ground, the shadows underground were more sticky. He continued to go down, and at this time he felt something blocking him, and then his consciousness returned to the ground. He tried to recall. It was a fuzzy, irregular network, dark red thing.

That thing blocked his consciousness back.

Li Chuan was not discouraged. He continued to rub the pot, and the sound spread in all directions.

Wen Guying took a step forward and put his hand on the hilt of the sword. Jiang Mei also took out the Yuanhuo Mirror.

Li Chuan drew the pattern of "涌" in the ripples of the kettle sound. The "涌" character pattern continued to expand and expand in the ripples, and finally filled all the places covered by the kettle sound.

surge.

The surge lasted for a moment and then stopped.

In the ripples, thousands of shadows surged, and the barrier that once isolated Li Chuan's consciousness was broken by the surging shadows. His consciousness flowed downward again. He saw something flowing out from the darkness underground. It was... still a shadow, a shadow as thick as liquid. At first it flowed very slowly, but soon it became smooth. Those shadows gradually moved up from the roots of grass leaves and from the cracks in the rocks to the ground.

Li Chuan saved them from being reborn.

The shadow disappeared. Li Chuan felt a little lost, and he felt tired. He didn't find it. He would go to the Xun clan's territory for dinner tomorrow, maybe he could try again there. Wait, what is that? A little light jumped out from the ripples of the pot sound. Where did it come from? How did it break free from the restraints of the pot sound? The pot sound did not stop, and he might have relaxed a little, but...

He drove the ripples to catch that faint light, but it was too late, he couldn't catch up, it was too fast, that point was about to merge into the bright light...

Then Li Chuan saw a red light flying towards him, forming an airtight cage around Youguang.

Li Chuan stopped the sound of the pot. He turned around and saw the Tianqi Sword flying back into Wen Guying's hand. At the same time, the dim light wrapped in the sword energy slowly sank and was finally led into the Yuanhuo Mirror.

All four of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did you find?" Yu Chen asked.

"I'm not sure either." Li Chuan said honestly.

"This……"

"It could be the thing that caused the Xun people to have strange dreams, or it could be something else," Li Chuan told them what he had seen underground before. He said, "The shadow did come from underground to the ground, but the shadow with a faint light may have flowed from a farther place. If it is specifically what it is..." He looked at Wen Guying and Jiang Mei, "Do you know?"

Wen Guying said: "It has been sealed in the Abyssal Fire Mirror. No matter what it is, we will know it."

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"That's right." Li Chuan was still a little unwilling. "If I guessed correctly, it was the existence that caused the strange dream, then it was very likely coming from Youxi Valley. So, was it man-made, or was it just because of Bai Ye?"

"Sanqing River." Yu Chen said, "The water of Sanqing River once flowed through the entire Cangwu Plain. The current location of the Xun clan happens to be the largest branch of the former Sanqing River."

"Is this also a tributary of the Sanqing River?" Li Chuan asked.

Yu Chen repeated, "The water of the Sanqing River once flowed through every inch of land in the Cangwu Plain."

"Then I might be right." Li Chuan said.

"The white night is coming to an end." Jiang Mei said.

"Yeah." Li Chuan said.

"It's already in the Abyssal Fire Mirror. You can study it anytime you want." Jiang Mei said, "I will set up a formation, so you should guard it. No matter how hard you try, it won't be able to escape."

"Okay." Li Chuan exhaled and said, "Then let's go back."

"Come up everyone." Jiang Mei took out the Qingye Boat.

Several people sat on it.

The Qingye Boat flew into the clouds, and Li Chuan's eyes suddenly became dazed, and then Wen Guying and Jiang Mei looked at each other.

"Was it dark for a moment?" Yu Chen asked. Then he looked outside. It was still bright outside. He said, "Maybe I saw it wrong."

Wen Gu Ying said: "Perhaps the night is about to fall."

(End of this chapter)