ninety thousand miles

Chapter 608 Dark Night
The spiritual master worriedly said: "If this continues, the sleeping earth will wake up."

"Or was this what you were planning to do?" Her tone became stern, "to force the half-demon tribe to face your enemies?"

"Not really." Wen Guying denied.

There was still doubt in the spiritual master's eyes.

Neither Wen Guying nor Jiang Mei explained further.

Jiang Mei controlled the operation of the formation, trying her best to keep the place where they were standing in a normal state.

Wen Guying once again used his divine sense to explore the existence deep underground.

……

In the mysterious state, everything deep underground lost its mystery and revealed its original appearance in Li Chuan's vision. He saw riverbed caves deposited deep underground, intertwined dark passages, skeletons of huge creatures scattered everywhere, strangely shaped stalagmites, heavy shadows... and moss, black moss everywhere.

The faint light gathered on the moss.

There was another crack. The crack ran through the riverbed, and the cold thought that pulled him down came from the crack. He tried to look into the crack, but Hu Yin seemed to be blocked by something and could not get in.

surge.

In the surge, everything became blurred and blended together. Under the cover of the breath of the heart, it became soft and continued to dissolve.

The sound of the pot sank in.

Li Chuan saw below the crack. There was blood, lots of blood, and strange faces bulged out of the blood, some human faces, some beast faces.

The eyes on those faces were closed, but Li Chuan felt that they were all looking at him.

The blood of the half-demon during the sacrifice fell here. Li Chuan understood in his heart. At this time, he felt that he had almost reached his limit.

……

The spiritualist felt the ground getting softer and everything around him gradually became blurred.

Jiang Mei's formation could no longer maintain stability.

Jiang Mei glanced at Wen Guying. Wen Guying closed his eyes, his hand holding the Tianqi Sword trembling slightly, and the gem on the hilt flashed a dazzling light.

……

Li Chuan rubbed the kettle again. The ripples began to rise and fall with a special rhythm, the rhythm of the half-demon wizard using a wooden stick to disperse the shadows, and the rhythm of the spiritual master chanting spells on the altar. As the ripples spread, the strange face in the blood began to dissolve, and finally disappeared into the blood pool as if sleeping.

Li Chuan's consciousness left the crack and continued to rise up following the guidance of the pot sound. The dim light on the moss was gently plucked off, and then it rose up, up...

"Master Wen, please help a little." Li Chuan said, panting.

In an instant, the Tianqi Sword flew out of Wen Guying's hand. The sword energy imprisoned all the dim light, brought it out of the lake, and dropped it into the jade bottle.

"Master Jiang, I'm going to stop." Li Chuan said.

"Okay." Jiang Mei responded briefly.

Then, Li Chuan took a deep breath, stopped playing the pot, and sat down on the ground. The butterfly spirit dimmed, and the full moon shrank into a golden tree.

He leaned against the altar and looked up at the sky.

After the sound of the pot stopped, all things in the world seemed to wake up from a dream. The sky and the earth, water and light, began to slowly withdraw from the blending mist.

At the moment when the chaos was first separated, flames poured down like arrows, and the lake surface instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The bright white night was also ignited. Between heaven and earth, the fire snake was raging. Until a faint gray color quietly appeared from the edge of the sea of ​​fire, it spread silently like a tide, swallowing up every inch of light, until the endless black color gently embraced the entire sky.

Night has fallen.

"Li..." When the spiritual master was about to say something, the sound of the pot rang again.

When the moon appeared from the bright clouds, Li Chuan felt the butterfly spirit in his hand get hot, and the golden branches unfolded into a full moon again. He immediately concentrated and rubbed the Tianyin pot.

He saw it.

Under the clear night sky, there is a layer of transparent gauze passing through the moonlight.

Kettle Sound caught it.

The transparent gauze stopped and rose and fell with the sound of the kettle, and when Li Chuan tried to pull it down, it suddenly slipped and slid away in the ripples of the kettle sound. Li Chuan subconsciously chased after it, and used the changes in the kettle sound to catch a strand of it, and then he trapped that strand tightly.

Until Wen Guying and Jiang Mei flew under the moonlight. Jiang Mei picked up the Abyss Fire Mirror, and when Wen Guying used the same thin sword energy to lock the silk gauze, Jiang Mei slowly introduced the sword energy and the gauze into the Abyss Fire Mirror and sealed it.

Li Chuan let out a breath, and he let go of his hands, his palms were sweaty.

Then he felt the altar he was leaning against and the stone he was sitting on seemed to shake. Could it be broken? Li Chuan's heart tightened, and he tried to stand up. Turning his head, he saw that the altar had been broken into pieces. It seemed that his action had destroyed the altar's final balance, and it was about to break completely and sink into the water.

Li Chuan looked towards the shore.

It's not difficult to swim over there.

"Brother, sit on me."

Li Chuan heard a sound coming from the water, and when he looked closely, he saw Pang San had swam to the side of the altar without him noticing. So he moved carefully while asking, "How did you get here?"

Pang San said, “I saw the altar shake a bit, and then I came over.”

Li Chuan sat on Pang San and returned to the shore.

The spiritual master strode up to him and said, "Hei Ye is back, thank you Mr. Li. I will definitely do what I promised you in the future."

"I know." Li Chuan said.

At this time, Wen Guying and Jiang Mei also returned to the ground.

Li Chuan asked quickly: "What exactly is that thread that I caught? Is it... Bai Ye?"

"Maybe." Wen Guying said, and then he asked: "What did you see underground?"

"I saw it..." Li Chuan was a little dazed, then he suddenly stood up straight, his tone became certain, he said: "There is a crack below, and I only saw a corner of the crack, which is a blood pool. There is a very strange energy hidden there, I didn't dare to disturb it, so I tried to let it continue to sleep. Then, then the moss..." Li Chuan described the appearance of the moss and said: "The faint light condensed on it. I had a feeling at the time, that is, the moss was like footprints, starting from somewhere, and spreading along the river, and then... the faint light attached to the moss, the moss became more and more, and the faint light became more and more, and then... then the white night appeared."

"You mean, that kind of moss gave birth to the faint light?" Wen Guying asked.

"I don't know." Li Chuan was a little confused again. He said, "But, but I think those mosses may be related to Chi Lin." Then he thought of the demon spirit. He asked, "Did the demon spirit appear?"

"She didn't come. Some shadows of the demon clan came. Driven by her, they tried to disrupt our actions." Wen Guying replied.

"I think I understand a little bit..." Li Chuan rubbed his brows and said, "Maybe..."

Suddenly, there were sounds of birds singing and flapping wings in the distance.

They all looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Thousands of birds of all kinds gathered into waves, flew across the moonlight, and headed towards Qifeng Gorge.

(End of this chapter)