ninety thousand miles

Chapter 632 Passed
Li Chuan finally saw the scene in the tunnel clearly.

The walls on both sides of the tunnel were covered with criss-crossing wrinkles of varying sizes. The wrinkles were twisting, expanding and contracting, with mucus and heads twisted like babies constantly pouring out of them.

"This is what I saw at that time." Lao Xiaokai recalled, "If I hadn't left immediately, I might have been left here."

"Yeah." Wen Gu responded. The sword light flashed continuously, crushing all the strange phenomena around it.

They walked forward quickly.

Li Chuan held the Tianyin Pot and the Butterfly Spirit tightly in his hands and looked around vigilantly.

"Be careful!" He saw a black hole the size of a washbasin appear on the top of the tunnel not far away, and it seemed that something came out of the black hole.

The sword light flourished.

Under the red sword light, Li Chuan finally saw clearly that they were transparent fish with empty eyes and some thin threads floating in the gaps between their scales.

They poured out from the black hole and swam in the tunnel.

The sword's momentum changed, and the sword light turned into thousands of tiny needle-like beams of light, chasing the fish, piercing into their bodies, and exploding into deep red lights.

Wen Guying looked up at the black hole. Some thin needles flew in and were then swallowed up.

"Come over here." Elder Li's voice came from behind.

Then Pang San led Li Chuan and Gong Er to move back and to the left. As soon as they moved away, Li Chuan saw a withered hand of bones emerging from where they had just stood, grabbing them. After grabbing in vain, the bones fell down piece by piece and sank into the ground again. There were also some phantoms that scattered on the ground.

Elder Li's shout was timely, Li Chuan thought, and then he found that the place where they were standing was in a dark corner. It was estimated that Elder Li had used some means to separate the dangerous

So all the fish swam towards Wen Guying and gathered together.

Wen Guying snorted coldly, and more sword lights floated into the black hole. Intermittent screams came from the black hole? At the same time, the transparent fish floating in the tunnel solidified and broke apart, and cracks appeared between the folds of the cave wall.

A red sword light shot out from it, sweeping across wantonly, and wherever the sword energy reached, pieces collapsed.

"Keep up." Wen Guying said briefly and continued walking forward.

The speed picked up again.

After walking for a while, Li Chuan looked back and saw that the three spiritual masters Zhu Qingyun, Yuchen and others were walking very easily. Although Lao Xiaokai was a little out of breath, he also caught up. Elder Li, who was walking at the end, looked even more relaxed.

They kept moving forward, but the tunnel seemed endless and there was no end in sight.

How long have they been walking? Is it time for an incense stick?
"Spiritual Master, was it like this in the secret realm before?" Li Chuan couldn't help but ask the spiritual master.

The spiritual master shook his head and said, "No."

"What is it like?" Li Chuan asked.

Without waiting for the spiritual master to answer, Wen Guying spoke again and said, "Brother Li, it's your turn."

"Now? Okay." Li Chuan hesitated, but his actions were decisive. He immediately rubbed the Tianyin pot and entered a mysterious state with the help of the butterfly spirit's light.

Everything in the tunnel began to decompose layer by layer, and he saw the pattern again. Maybe he could try to disassemble it? He immediately rejected the idea.

He's going to act according to plan.

The net woven from deep silk spread out, trapping everyone in it.

Almost in an instant, Li Chuan completed all this. After that, he concentrated on maintaining the ripples of the pot sound. Fortunately, he was sitting on Pang San's back and didn't need to move. He could do two things without distraction.

Maintain the sound of the deep silk and the pot.

After the net woven from deep silk fell on Wen Guying, his expression changed slightly and he sped up again.

Amid the surge, the boundaries became increasingly blurred.

Everything in the tunnel was shattered by the sword light. The strange fish turned into bubbles, the white bones became reflections, and the phantoms were completely blown away... everything was melting in the surge and sword light.

In the red light, Li Chuan suddenly felt that he was sinking. Various fantasies floated around him. But he ignored them and continued to knock on the Tianyin pot.

As the sound of the pot continued, his heart became calmer and calmer.

"Spiritual Master, it's your turn." Wen Guying said.

"Okay." The spiritualist nodded, raised her hands, and made some strange movements. As the bone ornaments swayed, power surrounded her. The illusion, the tunnel, and the sword light all seemed to sway.

Li Chuan felt as if he had passed through somewhere. Was it a tunnel? Where was the sword light?
At this moment, he heard Wen Guying's voice: "Brother Li, stop."

Li Chuan woke up from the sound of the kettle.

He looked up to confirm that it was indeed Wen Guying who was speaking, and then he retracted the Yuansi and stopped the kettle sound. After coming to his senses, he found himself standing in a grassland, with gentle wind blowing on his face.

"What is this place?" Li Chuan asked.

"In a dream." Wen Guying said.

"Whose dream?" Li Chuan asked.

"It is the secret realm that has fallen into deep sleep, so this is naturally the dream of the secret realm." Wen Guying turned around, looked at the spiritual master and said, "Spiritual master, what do you think?"

"That should be the case." The spiritualist said, she looked around and said, "This is the Cangwu wilderness of the past."

"Can you explain it to me?" Li Chuan asked.

"Fellow Daoist Luo and Fellow Daoist Jiang have let the dream cover the secret realm. When we first entered, the secret realm was still trying to resist, which led to all the strange phenomena we saw. But now that it has fallen asleep, I asked the spiritual master to take us into its dream." Wen Guying explained.

"Is this possible?" Li Chuan found it very magical.

Wen Guying said: "Originally it was not possible, but now, we are all in the dream formation."

The spiritual master also said: "I didn't come here before because I was learning this trick from Brother Luo. I was too stupid and slow to learn, so I wasted some time."

"Don't talk about this," Wen Guying stopped the spiritual master from continuing, "I want to look for clues in its dream. We have about three quarters of an hour. Spiritual master, can you determine the approximate time now?"

"Wait a moment." The spiritualist said, and then she stood aside, closed her eyes, and whispered some strange spells. After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "I feel the Ruiling beast. We, at least hundreds of thousands of years ago, this secret realm, actually existed at that time..."

"Which direction is Youxi Valley?" Wen Guying asked.

"It's over there," the spiritual master pointed in a direction and said, "but if we go there, we might encounter ancient monsters. It's not just a possibility, we will definitely encounter them."

"Get on the boat and let's go." Wen Guying took out the green leaf boat.

The Qingye Boat flew quickly in the air towards the Youxi Valley.

(End of this chapter)