ninety thousand miles

Chapter 654 Fighting
The moonlight fell on the skeleton of the Ruiling beast, and the jade skeleton was full of yellow flowers. Then, the flocs flowed along the blood line into the blood shadows, one, two... all the blood shadows were covered with flocs.

These aliens even entered the world with his help. Li Chuan felt a sense of absurdity in his heart. But at the same time, he realized that he was very close to some truth.

The eighth blood pool was also under his control.

Chi Lin noticed this.

"Don't struggle in vain." Chi Lin said.

"How do you know it's useless?" Li Chuan responded, "Whoever occupies more land wins."

"Soon, you will become a part of my clan." Chi Lin said.

"I don't think so." Li Chuan said.

Chi Lin said: "Your power is very precious. If you obey me, I will let you retain a part of your consciousness, give you a certain amount of freedom, and grant you the highest authority. If you insist on fighting with me to the end, the outcome will not change, but you will completely become an empty shell."

He was trying to break his will, Li Chuan realized this. He suddenly felt tired and his finger joints ached. The dream must have affected him. In the past, as long as he focused on the sound of the pot, no matter how painful or difficult it was, it would not affect his determination.

So... he still has a chance.

Chi Lin was afraid that he would fight with him to the end, so he had to fight to the end. And... with the little mouse, it would not be easy for him to become a White Walker. And there was also the "Pattern Scripture". He could let go and fight to the end.

Deliberately, the sound of the pot stagnated for a moment, and after two breaths of confusion, it returned to its original rhythm.

"How high can the highest authority be?" Li Chuan asked.

"Except me." Chi Lin said.

"You have nothing." Li Chuan said sarcastically, "Twenty years ago, you were hunted by the immortal Yun Yi. You hid here like a dog, barely surviving, relying on the parasitic blood pool to barely save your life. And the half-demon woman who was your last hope, she has passed away before you. All your plans, the demon spirit, the spire, the Youxi Valley, have failed. Even so, you still want to win me over?"

"I did fail." Chi Lin said calmly, "I originally wanted to get the best result, but I really can't achieve that result anymore. But when I walk out of here... the inheritor of the "Texture Scripture", the direct disciple of Gong Wuguang of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, the eldest brother of the Four Gods Palace, the spiritual master of the Ruiling Clan, the young patriarch of the Yu Clan, you will all become me. After that, all the half-demons will obey my orders. It only takes me a hundred years to reach the top of this world again, and after a hundred years, the aliens will rise."

"It seems to make sense." Li Chuan said.

“If you don’t want to, even if you can still live and retain your self, a hundred years later, you will just be a handful of dust,” Chi Lin said.

"That's what happened." Li Chuan said.

Only the last pool of blood remained.

Li Chuan felt that the ripples of the kettle sound seemed to be blocked by something when it entered the blood pool. It was... the sound of the wind, and the dream. The blood pool was in another space.

"Why are half-demons considered filthy beings?" Li Chuan asked.

"Don't struggle, just give up." Chi Lin said.

"If you don't even tell me this, how can I believe that you will preserve my consciousness and give me authority second only to you?" Li Chuan asked.

Li Chuan waited for a long time, but Chi Lin didn't say anything. When Li Chuan thought he wouldn't answer, he spoke.

"In this world, all life originates from our arrival," said Chi Lin.

"So what?" Li Chuan asked.

Chi Lin continued, "However, after it gave birth to its own creatures, it began to reject us and tried to clean up all traces of us. After realizing that it could not do so, it began to pollute our life essence. The half-demon tribe is the defective product after being polluted."

"When I stand on top again, I will wash away the filth and get them back."

"What happens after you find it?" Li Chuan asked.

Blood Shadow looked at the moonlight and did not answer. "What does the White Walker have to do with what you did?" Li Chuan asked.

"It's just a deal." Chi Lin replied.

They are all things that don't speak human language. Li Chuan cursed in his heart to stay awake. He was very tired. The dream of the Ruiling beast magnified his negative feelings and affected his concentration. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall into a trance and lose his rhythm.

The struggle continues, with some winning and some losing.

"It seems you don't agree." Chi Lin said.

"If you persuade me a little more and offer me some practical benefits, maybe I will agree," said Li Chuan.

"What conditions do you want?" Chi Lin asked.

"A high position, a lot of money, a lot of women, and a good reputation, the kind that will be remembered for thousands of years." Li Chuan was very frank, "And, if I were myself."

"I can't give it to you." Chi Lin said.

The Ruiling beast stood up, and light yellow flocs were flowing in the bodies of all the blood shadows.

Then, the flocs began to become lighter and thinner, and finally only a thin layer of fluff and a worm-like shadow remained.

Li Chuan felt something floating, trying to fall into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, he felt the sound of the pot extending into the ninth pool of blood.

Space is merging.

Hang in there, little mouse.

Li Chuan closed his eyes, and his entire mind was immersed in the sound of the kettle, striving bit by bit for control of the last mouthful of blood pool. Gradually, the sound of the kettle seeped in, spread, and expanded...

"It doesn't matter without you." Chi Lin said, stretching out his hand towards the cave entrance, and endless blood lines with yellow flocs flew towards the cave entrance.

Just one person missing.

Li Chuan didn't care about his health line. He fought with all his strength. Soon, he was almost there...

got it.

The blood rippled with the sound of the kettle, and the palm of my hand felt hot. Many light golden butterflies flew out from the butterfly spirit, passing through the gaps in the blood and flying to every corner of the cave.

Something opened up.

That box, the box that the root consciousness left in his memory, opened again after his rhythm covered all the blood pools.

He seemed to have gained some kind of authority.

Li Chuan's consciousness once again accompanied the sound of the pot, looking down from a high place. The blood pool, the cave, and the entire underground of the Cangwu wilderness were all under his control.

It was a pity that Chi Lin couldn't complete the ritual. He was really curious about what would happen after the ritual was completed.

The rise and fall of the pot sound included all the blood shadows and the Ruiling beasts.

Finally, the third picture in “The Book of Patterns” is Life.

(End of this chapter)