ninety thousand miles

Chapter 98
Li Chuan looked intently.

The sun caressed the eyelids, and everything in front of him slowly dissipated like a dream, and the vision was divided into two parts, one was gorgeous and the other was dark.

In the brilliant light, the flowing dots and lines jump lightly in the mysterious space; while on the other side of the gloom, the outlines of the dots and lines are blurred, like dim dust, sinking in the dry and decaying past.

The two parts were gradually layered together, and what he finally saw were seven fragments floating between light and dark.

To repair the Tianyin Pot, he had to remove the dark parts and put them back together again.

Li Chuan reached out and picked up the smallest fragment, and looked closely. All the dots and horizontal lines inside were constantly changing. He found a needle from the clear water ring, trying to pick out the gray dots and horizontal lines.

The needle is still too big.

When he put down the needle and was thinking about what to pick, he saw his hand, which was slightly shining with golden light. Between the index finger and thumb, he was pinching a small golden needle like awn.

This is the right time.

He started picking it up.

Every time he has to concentrate, figure out the location, plunge into the gray dot, and then pull it out; the gray cross is a little more troublesome, and he has to slowly pull it out after it is stuck.

Just have tweezers.Um?Aren't you holding tweezers?It's getting smoother and smoother, and it can even be counted as a horizontal dynamic, and a series of them can be dragged out at once.

At this time, Gong Er and Pang San have left the customs.

Seeing Li Chuan sitting in the courtyard, just as they were about to speak out, Wen Gu, who was standing aside, waved to them.They understood and went to Wen Guying's side.Gong Er asked in a low voice: "Is elder brother repairing the Tianyin pot?"

Wen Guying nodded: "Yes."

The movements of the second male and the third were lighter.

They saw Li Chuan holding a fragment in both hands, watching intently.

But from time to time, there would be some cracking sounds, as if he saw dust falling from his fingers.

The world of dots and horizontal lines kept zooming in before Li Chuan's eyes. Suddenly he saw a golden horizontal line twisted unnaturally. spread.This is an old wound.Li Chuan realized something in his heart.During the process of picking and picking, he seemed to be talking to the Tianyin Pot.

The magic weapon was born 3 years ago. During these long years, it has witnessed too many magnificent scenery and experienced countless battles of life and death. At this moment, the memories of all these seem to flow in Li Chuan's hands. Surrounding him, the gentle and soft voice spanned time and space, echoing clearly in his ears.

One, two, three...

Time passed minute by minute.Unbeknownst to him, it was already dark, and hanging high above him was a huge night pearl.

He likes such a simple job.Just like when he was on the construction site, it was very tiring, but it was also very simple. In his small place, the money was not too small.In the future, if he doesn't have the strength to do it anymore, he will rely on the money he saved to make a living. As for the rest, his family's inferior genes are all in him, and there is no point in passing them on.

The second day, the third day... Finally, the seven fragments became clear.

It's time to put it together.

Fortunately, the base is still intact.Li Chuan thought about it, put the base in the middle, put the fragments on them according to their positions.Without stickiness, the void stands.So he put them up one by one, and when he put down the last one, he felt a burst of brightness in front of him, white light like flowing water pouring down from his hands, many figures flashed in the light, bringing The imprint of history, and then dissipated, is the shadow left by the successive owners of this Tianyin pot.

Finally, he saw a man with patches all over his body and disheveled hair, holding a hammer, hammering a plain pot over and over again.The sound of the hammer resounded through the sky, and the pot gradually took on a jade color.Lingyun was quietly born in the beating again and again, tens of thousands of runes changed into thousands of shapes, and mysterious totems were beaten into the body of the pot one by one.

The first ray of light penetrated the clouds and spread down. Amid the sound of Tianqu, the Tianyin Pot was born.

Gonger and Pangsan saw Li Chuan standing up, and the Tianyin Pot was floating in front of him, as if shining through it.

There was a figure standing in front of Li Chuan, it was the man with disheveled hair.

"Craftsmen create utensils, and they put their hard work and soul into them, and only then are the artifacts born. Even if you can make up its shape, how can you make up its charm?" The man raised the hammer in his hand, and smashed it at the Tianyin pot , "The Tianyin pot is broken, there is no more Tianyin pot in the world."

Li Chuan blocked it with his hand, and his whole body bowed in pain. After recovering a little bit, he saw the figure hit down with a hammer again. He gritted his teeth and continued to block it, "Since you made the Tianyin Pot Yes, you want to destroy it, I have no opinion, but why didn’t you speak up earlier? Now I’ve poked it tens of thousands of times, and I’m going to poke my eyes out. Come and talk about the charm of my heart, isn’t it my heart? Heartbleed?"

He got more and more angry.

Every hole in this fragment is his painstaking effort!

"You said there is no Shen Yun, so there is no Shen Yun? On the contrary, I think that the current Tianyin Pot has more charm than before!" Li Chuan's theoretical refining knowledge that he had learned a few days ago flashed through his mind one by one, "I've wanted to say it a long time ago. The body of the Tianyin Pot is large and thin. It has smelted a hundred runes. There is no defense, otherwise it won't break easily. The tone is too rough and there are no divisions. , causing the different energy reactions to be indistinguishable at all, it looks like it was done roughly by the boss who doesn't understand the rhythm!"

The figure was irritated. He looked down at Li Chuan and asked:
"What do you know!"

"Do you know rune formation?"

"Do you know the law of mutual generation and mutual restraint of materials?"

"Do you understand the laws of heaven?"

"..."

"Without these... Is this still Tianyin Pot?"

Questions lingered in Li Chuan's ears.

"I understand the Classic of Patterns." Li Chuan suddenly calmed down. He took out a pen and an inkstone, looked around, walked up to a white flower, tore off the largest leaf, and walked away. Back to the table.

"Brother, why are you pulling leaves again?" Gong Er asked after seeing Li Chuan's actions.

Wen Guying made another soft gesture, and then he said softly: "He is in a very mysterious state now, we can't disturb him."

"Is the eldest brother going to have an epiphany?" Gong Er asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid..." Wen Guying squeezed a hand formula and put a layer of restraint, "I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Tianyumen this Tianyinhu."

Without realizing it, Li Chuan picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and drew circles of ripples on the leaves. The surging patterns became extremely clear in his mind.

The ink dots on the leaves flowed.

"No words." Pang San suddenly said in a low voice.

"Brother can write heavenly scriptures." Gong Er's eyes were full of admiration.

After drawing the last dot, Li Chuan stuck the leaf on the Tianyin Pot hanging in mid-air, and squeezed it tightly. The black ink dots quickly filled the holes that the Tianyin Pot had been picked out, and then the bright white The light spreads outward.

A gentle and gentle voice sounded, like ripples spreading out layer by layer, echoing on the entire Tianju Mountain.

"Chapter 11 of "Miaoben Zhangjing", practice the exercises immediately." Wen Gu said to Gong Er and Pang San.

The two demons immediately closed their eyes and practiced.

Wen Guying pinched a few more formulas, and the divine sense flew out quickly, and soon the bell rang, and the mountain protection formation of the Sishen Palace started to operate at this moment.

No one can see what's going on in there anymore.

In the next moment, the sky light bent and poured down like a galaxy, and landed on the Tianyin pot that Li Chuan was holding tightly.

All the people on Tianju Mountain looked here, and after realizing what happened, they stopped what they were doing and meditated on the spot.

The Tianyin Pot rang with a sound, and countless morals were hidden in it.

But Li Chuan was very sad.

He felt something in his body being pulled out and poured into the pot. He wanted to let go, but his body seemed to be out of his control.

He saw that his hands were shriveled and wrinkled visible to the naked eye, he was working hard, did he really need to work hard, his body was weak, his eyes were blurry, and his thoughts were intermittent.

When the light dissipated, he fell down on the table all of a sudden, and then collapsed to the ground like noodles.

The disheveled man disappeared, and before disappearing, he smiled.

been counted.

The Tianyin pot rolled twice on the table and stopped.

It is very different from the original appearance. It seems to be smaller. The jade-colored pot is mixed with green and black lines. The biggest change is the spout, which has changed from a petal shape to a round mouth. Hanging a green leaf.

……

When Li Chuan woke up, it was pitch black outside the window.

As soon as he tried to sit up, he heard the sound of flapping wings, and Gong Er flew down from the table, "Brother, are you awake? How do you feel!"

Li Chuan thought he would be weak, but after sitting up, he felt light and full of energy, and even wanted to go for a few steps.

"How long have I been asleep?" he asked.

"Three days." Pang San replied.

Li Chuan looked at his hands, rough but healthy hands.

"Where's the Tianyin pot?" He asked.

Gong Er said: "Senior Brother Wen took it away, if he wakes you up, tell him, and I'll call him."

Before Li Chuan could react, Gong Er flew away from the window.

Li Chuan asked Pang San: "How do I look now? Is it normal?"

The third person replied: "It's normal now."

"Now? Before that?"

"There was only a layer of human skin left before," Pang San replied honestly, pointing to a fruit on the table with his tongs, "Eldest brother asked us to give you the liquid in this fruit, once every hour , you are slowly getting better."

Li Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But senior brother said..."

"What?" Li Chuan became nervous again.

"However, you can't use exercises to refine the medicinal properties in it, so every day after that, it's best to run around Tianju Mountain to digest the medicinal power," Wen Guying walked in beamingly, holding a fairy pot in his hand, " Brother Li, you scared me. I just asked you to make up a magic weapon, and you made such a big noise. I just went to count and there are more than 20 disciples. Suddenly realized."

Li Chuan was unhappy, "Gu Ying, do you think I can die well?"

"Yes, of course I can," Wen Guying put the Tianyin Pot in front of him, "This Tianyin Pot is now connected to your mind, and you can use it without the need for divine thoughts to control it. Brother Li figured it out on his own."

Then he added, "I'm not a craftsman, so I don't understand it very well, but it's not good for other craftsmen to read it."

"Don't you need to return it to Tianyumen?" Li Chuan was puzzled.

"It already recognizes you as the master. It would be embarrassing if you don't pay it back. It's better not to pay it back. This matter happened because of me. I will make up for it at Tianyumen, but when it comes to the Xuantai Spiritual Light Society, Brother Li will be the last Come with me and explain the situation to Tianyumen."

Li Chuan nodded in agreement.He was also a little bit reluctant.

He picked up the Tianyin pot, felt the feeling of being connected, and sighed, "Finally, I still got a leaf."

(End of this chapter)