Wen Jiuying didn't let it go at all, and said: "Your old knowledge of the sea has been used for almost three thousand years, who knows if there is anything wrong, or my knowledge of the sea, young and healthy, ......"

The two of them went back and forth, and the people next to them really couldn't listen to it.

Elder Qingzong opened his mouth and said, "Wen Daoyou, let's go first." ”

"Why are you ......" Sect Leader Wang glared angrily at the Qingzong Elder.

Elder Qingzong said: "Wen Daoyou's cultivation is still shallow, if there is a problem in the middle, we can control it." Master Wang, you better wait for Brother Li to accumulate some more experience. ”

"Bah, what's wrong!" The king scolded him.

Grand Master Chanhai also persuaded: "Master Wang, don't make trouble, let Brother Li do it with peace of mind." ”

Li Chuan didn't want to listen to it anymore, he said, "Daoist Wen, then let's start now?" ”

"Okay." He should sit down in the position of the leopard snake in front of him.

The secret room, which had become a little noisy because of the dispute between the two heads of the king's family, also quieted down suddenly.

After Li Chuan took two deep breaths, he continued to urge the Tianyin kettle.

A faint breeze gently touched his face.

Soon, he saw the familiar thin lines. This time, I waited for a long time to wait for the moment of stillness, and when I was about to stretch out my hand, the thin thread seemed to be moved by some force.

It is the sea of knowledge that should be reviewed.

Li Chuan looked intently, it was his sea of consciousness that was moving, as if he wanted to break off from the thin line. He had a vague guess in his heart, for the high-ranking monks, they were not completely defenseless to burning incense, maybe give them some time and some clues, and they would be able to disconnect from the heart abyss by their own strength.

That's why the insects are staring at these young monks who are participating in the Xuantai Spiritual Light Society.

He waited for a while, and finally figured out when the stillness would appear, and when the stillness appeared again, he immediately cut the thin thread, and the ripples covered it, but he still felt the strength resisting.

Not good.

Li Chuan let go of his hand little by little, and finally saw layers of ripples on the edge of Zhihai.

The big sweat on his face fell down.

"How's it going?" Master Wang's tone was a little anxious.

Elder Qingzong said, "He is trying his best to control Zhihai and not fight back against Li Chuan's movements. ”

Gong Wuguang also saw it, and said: "It is estimated that it will be difficult for other disciples to control it so well, it is better to let Xueli cast a spell and let them fall into a dream, so that it is convenient for Li Chuan to do it." ”

Elder Qingzong agreed, "I think it's okay. ”

After about a stick of incense, Li Chuan stopped.

Not long after, Wen Guying also opened his eyes and thanked Li Chuan with a weak face: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Li." ”

Without waiting for Li Chuan to speak, Wang Zhangmen said, "It's my turn next." ”

He took the initiative to change to the position of refresher.

Li Chuan didn't say much, and once again urged the Tianyin pot. This time, Li Chuan did not feel the power of resistance, and the connection between the thin line and Zhihai seemed to be the same as that of a leopard demon and a snake demon. I don't know if it's because the head of the Wang sect has a higher cultivation and stronger control over the sea of knowledge, or if there are other reasons.

Soon, the thin line of the head of the king was also pinched.

Before Li Chuan could regain his mind, he heard the voice of the head of the king and said, "I didn't feel the abnormality of Zhihai before, but now I have returned to normal, but I have realized some abnormalities before. ”

Wang Zhangmen carefully described his feelings: "Although I felt that I was not under control and my reason was there, I would have a sense of drowsiness. Only now has the clarity been restored. ”

He also thanked Li Chuan and said, "Brother Li, fortunately you are here, otherwise I wouldn't be me anymore." ”

After a few polite words, Li Chuan told his discovery.

And all the people looked to Wen Guying.

After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Maybe it's because of the realm? ”

"Possibly." Master Wang affirmed Wen Guying's speculation and said: "In the past few hundred years, although my cultivation has been growing, my realm has been stagnant for a long time, and it is far less tenacious than Wen Daoyou's Taoism. ”

Elder Qingzong said thoughtfully: "I originally thought that the strange ghosts came from the heart abyss and were the products of the laws of the higher dimensions, so I was able to make so many monks unknowingly fall into the Tao. But now it seems that it may not be so high that it is completely out of our reach, out of reach. ”

"Have you come up with a way to deal with it?" Wang asked.

"Where there is direction, there is hope." Elder Qingzong asked Li Chuan, "How are you now?" Can it continue? ”

"Yes." Li Chuan said.

"Then tell them all to come over," Elder Qingzong looked around and said, "Let's go to a more spacious place." ”

So the king arranged for Li Chuan to rest in the secret room, and they went to gather the monks.

Li Chuan sat for a while, ate a fairy heart peach, walked around the secret room twice, admired the runes, took out the Tianyin pot again, and knocked it twice to listen to it.

In the end, I felt a little bored, so I put the chair together and lay down on it.

Lying down but feeling unable to sleep, I opened my eyes and looked at the runes on the top of the windless automatic, and I felt something in my heart.

The sword qi left by the unknown monk of Xuanshui Mountain, the pursuit and killing order of the immortals under the Frost Leaf Gate, and the Su Niang who was scattered in the middle of the autumn...... It seems that a person, perhaps a group of people, is sniping at the Stranger.

And what about him?

He recalled an incident that happened after passing through, a person he met, and everything started from the "Tattoo Sutra".

Feeling the book on the chest, perhaps the mission of the successors of the "Book of Tattoos" is not to get out of the way of the "Book of Tattoos", but to ......

He remembered what the little mouse had said, "The Book of Tattoos" was not written by Tiansu, but "The First Book". Maybe this book is a relic left to this world by people in another timeline.

Thinking of this, his chest was a little hot, and he wanted to call the little mouse out to talk a few words, but he felt that the timing was not right.

The patterns on the runes on the top kept intertwining in front of his eyes, and his eyelids became heavy.

I don't want to, I'm going to cut the string later.

……

The head of the Wang family stood on the flat ground outside the mountain peak, waiting for the disciples to arrive.

After chatting a few words about the strange ghosts, Elder Qingzong suddenly said: "Li Chuan's heart is good, but his understanding is too low. ”

Gong Wuguang retorted: "Perception is also acceptable. ”

Elder Qingzong shook his head, "Master Gong, who can worship the monks of the Xuanmen, which one is like him, it takes a few of us to teach in turn before we understand the function of knowing the sea." ”

"Doesn't he still understand?" Gong Wuguang continued to retort, "Cultivating immortals, although there are many things to understand, if you practice day and night, you can always understand it after spending one or two hundred years." Further back, it's about looking at the mind. Li Chuan is open-minded, knowledge-seeking, and can also make good connections. If he cultivates immortals, his progress may be extremely slow at the beginning, but after a thousand years, he will be able to catch up with him by relying on his heart. ”

The head of the king also agreed with Gong Wuguang's words, saying: "His achievements will depend on a thousand years later." ”

"It can be a bit difficult to practice day and night." Review should be well aware of Li Chuan's temperament.

"That'...... It will not be more than 1,500 years. "Master Wang has calculated.

"He's only eighty years." Elder Zhu's tone was filled with regret.

"Not necessarily," Gong Wuguang retorted again, "The Book of Tattoos goes straight to the source, if his path is right, eighty years may be enough." ”

(End of chapter)