ninety thousand miles

Chapter 698
The scarred monk said: "The cloud is constantly eroding the restriction. Every time I break the restriction, it is consumed."

Li Chuan understood what he meant and said, "I know. I'll wake up as many people as I can." He hesitated for a moment, took out the butterfly spirit, and asked, "How long can the ban last?"

The scarred monk replied: "One stick of incense time."

"Can I find the person, and then you bring him back, and then I can wake him up? When you bring him back, I will use my voice to disperse the clouds." Li Chuan suggested, "This way, we can bring back more people. I will be more confident if I wake them up here."

"No." The fat monk shook his head and said, "They are deeper into the water than we were before, and they may have magical weapons for defense and counterattack. If we rush over, we may be attacked by them instead."

"That's right." said Li Chuan.

Wen Guying said, "Just do your best. With more awake monks, the chances of completing the ritual will be smaller, and we will have more means at our disposal. But... with just a few of us, it's enough."

"I understand." The full moon unfolded in Li Chuan's palm. He sat down and his mind sank into the Tianyin pot.

The ripples of the pot sound spread layer by layer, and when they touched the restriction, they were blocked back. The structure of the restriction was broken down layer by layer in Li Chuan's eyes. So when the pot sound spread for the second time, the ripples gently passed through the restriction and spread towards the world filled with clouds.

The fat monk walked to the front, observed the changes in the clouds, and said: "The sound of the kettle only temporarily melted the clouds. Once the sound of the kettle stops, the clouds will become active again."

"It's enough to be able to be clear-headed for a moment." Wen Guying said.

The fat monk shook his head and said, "When I was immersed in the illusion, I felt extremely happy. All the confusion and obstacles on the way of practice were perfectly answered. It seemed that as long as I explored a little more, I would be able to cross the line of ascension."

The red-haired monk echoed, "Me too. After waking up, my first feeling was regret and anger. I wanted to go back to that state immediately."

"If you can save him, save him. If you can't save him, we'll talk about it later." Wen Guying said.

"That..." Jiang Song hesitated to speak.

Wen Guying asked him: "Just say whatever you want to say, don't let yourself regret it."

Jiang Song took a deep breath and said, "You mentioned the Frost Leaf Sect just now." He paused and continued, "The monks who are addicted to the illusion of the Tao are also connected by the Tao. The practice of the disciples of the Frost Leaf Sect is also based on the same principle, so they can borrow the realm and the cultivation. But... they are still missing one thing to become White Walkers."

"Xunhua, plum yellow." Wen Gu Ying said.

"After taking Xunhua, a person's consciousness will temporarily leave the body and see the illusion of the Heart Abyss. After the Frost Leaf Sect case ended, Qingzong did a lot of research on the Frost Leaf Sect's skills and plum yellow. But because its effect is only to see the Heart Abyss, many secret techniques can also do this, so in the end no results came out. This is what I thought before. If Qingzong, in addition to Jiang Lei's lineage, there are still people involved, then..."

Jiang Song stated his conclusion, "Qing Zong has several secret techniques. If they are modified, they may be able to replace Mei Zihuang... and the scope of influence will be wider."

For a moment, no one spoke.

The gentle and soft sound of the pot rang in their ears.

The sound of the pot changed.

"Someone has woken up." said the fat monk, pointing the jade ruler forward.

The others looked in the direction he pointed and saw a cultivator standing up on the jade steps of Yingfengtai and looking at them.

"It's a monk from Tianyu Sect." The red-haired monk recognized the man.

As soon as he finished speaking, Scarface tore through the restriction with ease, and this time, the cloud did not invade.

Scarface glanced at Li Chuan and saw that Li Chuan was gritting his teeth, as if he was enduring great pain.

The jade ruler waved, and a path was once again opened in the clouds. The cultivator from Tianyu Sect took a few steps towards the path, then turned back and stopped. "The wind of heaven washes away delusion, and the soul returns to its true self." The fat cultivator's voice shook Dantian, and the jade ruler struck out seals one after another.

Finally, the monk's eyes became clear again. He stood up and followed the path opened by the fat monk, flying quickly towards the direction of the eye of the tide. Here, the red-haired monk also flew out and caught the monk in mid-air. The lotus lamp burst into light again, enveloping them and bringing them back to the restriction.

Li Chuan awakened two more monks.

When awakening the third monk, Li Chuan felt overwhelmed.

His consciousness spread along with the sound of the pot, searching for the cultivators immersed in the secret realm. The secret realm was too large, and while the sound of the pot was dissolving the clouds, the clouds were also weakening the power of the pot's sound, so the range he could cover was still only within Yingfengtai.

After finding the monks, he used the sound of the pot to dissolve the clouds around him, and used the rise and fall of ripples to wake them up... At the same time, the clouds in the Tai Su domain were also moving towards them. When he tried to wake up the third monk, the speed at which the clouds gathered had exceeded the speed at which he could dissolve the clouds.

The monk had a struggling expression.

Li Chuan emphasized the sound of the pot.

"The ban is about to dissipate. Retreat." said the scarred monk.

"Wait a minute, I'll clear the way first." The fat monk said. In the thick clouds, the effort required to clear the way increased exponentially. The fat monk waved the jade ruler, sweat oozing from his forehead, and after a while he finally managed to clear a path.

That does not work.

Countless dots and horizontal lines were floating in Li Chuan's eyes.

The red-haired monk noticed Li Chuan's condition and said, "I'll go and bring him over."

"No." The scarred monk stopped him and said, "The clouds are too thick. Let's leave it as it is."

At this time, the rhythm of the pot sound changed and became strange and bizarre.

The ripples enveloped the monk layer by layer, and then - the monk's whole body began to tremble. He opened his eyes, his face full of fear.

"I'll bring him here." The red-haired monk said again, he unfolded the lotus lamp, passed through the crack, and approached the monk.

The clouds gathered towards him, interweaving into a web, blocking his way.

Wen Guying drew his sword and stepped forward, also stepping out of the restriction. The red sword light chopped on the web formed by the clouds?
The red-haired man threw a long whip at the monk, tied him up, and began to retreat. Clouds of air continued to explode around them.

The ban dissipated.

The red-haired man pulled the monk in. At the same time, the scarred man formed seals with his hands, and a wall of air blocked the oncoming clouds.

"Go to the tidal bore, quickly!" said the fat monk.

"Get on board." Wen Guying said.

By the time everyone was on the Qingye Boat, the clouds had already broken through the air wall. The Qingye Boat rolled, circled, and stopped suddenly in the pursuit of the clouds, and finally passed through the gap in the clouds and sailed into the eye of the sea tide.

The Phoenix feathers wrapped around the Sea Tide Eye opened again, and circles of magnificent light spread out, and the clouds dissipated wherever they passed.

(End of this chapter)