ninety thousand miles

Chapter 599 Experiment
"Don't worry." Wen Guying said.

Li Chuan and his companions stopped at the place where the stones were piled. After sorting out his thoughts, he began to make arrangements. "Master Jiang, I will rub the Tianyin pot later. Can you create a barrier or something so that the pot sound will not affect my third brother?"

"Okay." Jiang Mei agreed and started to make arrangements.

Jiang Mei finished the arrangement in about a cup of tea. He said, "You can do whatever you want. As long as the sound of the pot does not cause a surge, the barrier will not be broken."

"Then I'll try to control the range." Li Chuan said.

Jiang Mei glanced at Li Chuan and said, "Wait a minute." He took out the Abyssal Fire Mirror, made some arrangements and said, "Okay, you start. When do I release the ghost light?"

Li Chuan said: "When the pot sound starts to change, you release the ghost light, and I will try to control it."

"Okay." Jiang Mei said.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" the spiritualist asked.

Li Chuan said: "You and them, the five of you just stand here, stand in a circle. Yes, you don't have to stand, just sit down, just sit down."

The half-demons from five different tribes soon sat in a circle.

Li Chuan saw Lao Xiaokai still standing tall and felt that he was an eyesore, so he said, "Doctor Lao, please stand further away."

"Okay." Lao Xiaokai took a few steps back and asked, "Is there nothing for me to do? Then I'll take a walk around?"

"Just don't disturb me." Li Chuan said.

Lao Xiaokai nodded, observed the stones on the ground, took a few steps towards the Sun Altar, and walked out of Li Chuan's sight.

Li Chuan said to the five spiritual masters, "Relax a little. Don't sit too straight. When the pot sounds, just listen to it. It's best if you can immerse yourself in it, but don't fight against it. Also, you may need to show your beast form later. I'll tell you then."

The five of them nodded to show that they understood.

So Li Chuan rubbed the Tianyin pot.

After hearing the gentle and soft sound of the pot, Li Chuan felt a little more at ease.

Concentrate your mind and enter a mysterious state.

The five half-demons sitting in a circle kept disintegrating and changing in his vision. After watching for a while, he said, "It's time to change."

Suddenly, the dots and horizontal lines in the field of vision began to move.

Li Chuan was looking for the structure of the six-sided disc. The Xun tribe saw it at once, and the Yu tribe also saw it, as did the Ruoshui tribe and the Xi tribe, and the Ruiling tribe... The spiritual master didn't change at all, so forget it, let's ignore her for now. As the disc turned, the bodies of the half-demons of the four tribes began to show tremendous changes.

Li Chuan was mentally prepared for yesterday, and as he was well-informed, he did not show any strange expression.

After the half-demons from the four tribes took on their beast forms, Hu Yin's voice began to change.

The ripples of the pot sound spread from the bodies of the five half-demons, rising and falling.

Jiang Mei noticed the change in Hu Yin's voice and immediately released the dim light sealed in the Yuanhuo Mirror.

The ripples of the pot's sound captured the faint light.

Li Chuan carefully controlled the dim light.

Let's try with the Xun Clan first. Thinking this way, he controlled the ghost light and let it get closer to the body of the Xun Clan.

Was bounced away.

how come?
Li Chuan tried it a few more times, and on other half-demons, and the results were the same. When the light approached the half-demons' bodies, it would bounce away, as if it was being repelled.

Could he be wrong? Wasn't the Xun clan's half-demon's strange power affected by the ghost light? There was no connection between the two? Or did the ghost light need a medium to affect the half-demon, and that medium was... the shadow.

Li Chuan stopped playing the pot.

Jiang Mei took action to control the dim light.

"What's wrong?" the spiritual master asked Li Chuan. "Something is wrong." Li Chuan looked at the sun and said, "Maybe it's because it's daytime now."

"Do you want to do it in Bai Ye?" Yu Chen asked.

Li Chuan looked at the giant-winged human-faced bird in front of him and said, "You should change back first, otherwise it will be a bit crowded."

The spiritual master nodded, and then the four half-demons transformed back.

My eyes immediately felt much more comfortable.

"Did you find this faint light in Qifeng Gorge?" asked the spiritual master.

"Yes, I saved many shadows and finally found one difference, which is this." Li Chuan put away the Tianyin pot and asked, "Do you recognize this thing?"

The spiritual master shook her head and said, "I have never seen it before, but I am very familiar with its aura. It is the aura of Bai Ye."

There was some movement not far away.

"The junior brother next to me has woken up." Jiang Mei said.

"Awake? Then let's go over and take a look." Li Chuan led a few people over.

Pang San seemed to be still in a trance. Seeing so many people gathered around him, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong with me? Wasn't I trying to set up a move with my second brother?"

"You have made a breakthrough." Li Chuan said.

"Look at that sword mark, it was caused by your sword energy." Gong Er said, pointing at the sword mark.

Pang San finally came to his senses. He said, "I seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, there was a man using a sword. Every move he made was very delicate, with many variations. I watched intently, trying to remember those moves..."

"Did you write it down?" Gong Er asked.

Pang San recalled it and said, "I can't remember it. I have forgotten it all."

"How could I forget it!" Gong Er was very disappointed. "Maybe it was the immortal who was teaching you sword moves. Think about it again."

“I can’t remember…” Pang San rubbed his head.

"It's good to forget, it's good to forget," Wen Guying walked forward, patted Pang San's shoulder with his sword, and said, "Since you are awake, go back to sleep. Brother Li, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, we just have to wait for Bai Ye." Li Chuan said.

The spiritual master hesitated for a moment and said, "Bai Ye's words are too dangerous."

"Try it on me first." Yu Chen said.

So they dispersed, and did not gather together again until the day night fell.

After Jiang Mei set up the barrier, Li Chuan rubbed the pot and used the light of the butterfly spirit to concentrate and enter a mysterious state. He needed a shadow.

The Song capital was filled with spells, and the shadow condensed very slowly. Li Chuan waited patiently, and when the shadow finally took shape, he controlled the ghost light to merge into it. The next step was to let the shadow get close to the half-demon.

This time the half-demon did not bounce away the ghost light. Instead, it followed the shadow and entered the half-demon's body.

The sound of the pot creates ripples.

At this moment, all the rhythms are under Li Chuan's control.

When the faint light passed through the six-sided disc structure, Yu Chen's body suddenly trembled.

Blood. All that flowed in the Sanqing River was blood. His blood...

The thunder rumbled and seemed to never stop.

"He is trapped in an illusion." The spiritualist said, "You continue, I will enter his dream."

(End of this chapter)