Gong Wuguang continued: "When I last met Ming Heng, he had already given up on seeking immortality, and then entrusted the Tattoo Sutra to the Four Divine Palaces to find the next generation. Maybe he sensed something at the time. ”

Ming Heng is the name of the previous generation of tattoo scripture heirs.

As he spoke, the disciples arrived one after another.

Elder Zhu counted the heads, and after making sure that they were all there, he briefly explained the situation and explained the solution.

The people present also heard some news from their own elders, and they also knew something about what happened 20 years ago. After knowing that Senior Brother Wen and Master Wang had tried it first, they both agreed with this solution.

Only one monk from Changhuaimen felt that this method had not been perfectly verified, and there was no guarantee that there would be no sequelae at all, so he was unwilling to accept it.

He said: "If Zhihai is injured, it will not only affect the cultivation realm, but also easily leave hidden dangers, and maybe I will lose the immortal path because of this." I disagree. ”

As soon as these words were uttered, there was a brief commotion among the monks.

After Elder Zhu persuaded two sentences to no avail, he said to the elder of Changhuaimen, "Elder Mo, do you think so too? ”

Elder Zhu knew in his heart that what this monk said was right. But they want the Xuanmen to be closed, and not to give the immortals a reason to interfere.

The subordinates of the Spirit Fish King have already escaped with Su Han, and what happened here may have been leaked. If you don't cut through the mess quickly, everyone may die.

The elder of Changhuaimen was silent for a moment, and then drew his sword from his waist, and before the monk could speak, he fell to the ground.

The blood flowed for a long time.

No one dared to speak out anymore.

After that, Elder Zhu asked Luo Xueli to make a move, and asked Wen Guying to bring Li Chuan over.

When Wen Guying came to the secret room again, Li Chuan was sleeping and snoring.

Sure enough, it's a big heart.

Wen should push him with his hand and say, "Brother Li, wake up, Brother Li ......"

Li Chuan frowned, opened his eyes, and immediately sat up after seeing Wen Guying, and said, "How is it?" ”

"Luo Xueli is performing a spell, I guess when we arrive, they will all fall into a dream," Wen Guying said about the situation outside, and then said, "Do you plan to come one by one, or in batches, or solve it all at once?" ”

Seeing Li Chuan's contemplative expression, he added, "Luo Xueli's nightmare technique, to say the least, can make them sleep for two or three hours, so you can come as much as it is convenient, and you don't have to think about anything else." ”

"Let's divide it into batches." Li Chuanzhu stood up.

Every time I urge the Tianyin kettle, it takes the most effort. Now they can help him control the range, he can concentrate on pinching the line, and if he does it in batches, he will definitely be the most efficient.

Wen suggested that "Okay, let's try 10 people first?" ”

"Yes," Li Chuan accepted the plan, he looked at the runes above his head again, and then asked, "What is said here will not be heard by others, right?" ”

"No, it won't." Review the past should be inquired with eyes.

"Gu Immortal Tiansu should be dead." Li Chuan said.

He originally wanted to wait until he had finished pinching all the threads, and then find a chance to talk to him. But when I woke up, I felt that this was the best time.

So he told him and Lao Xiaokai about his speculation on this matter and his old history, he said: "I have a faint feeling that the fall of Tiansu is related to strange ghosts, it is best to go to Xuanshui Mountain to investigate, and Shenxia is also there, Shenxia Gate, it is also good to check more." ”

After experiencing Feng Huanyi, Wen should pay more attention to what Li Chuan said, he said: "I understand, when something happens here, I will go to investigate." ”

Li Chuan calmed down a little.

The catastrophe is coming, and he wants to do his part.

If nothing else, he just wanted to continue to go to the Pan family's butcher shop to buy meat, drink the wedding wine of Tongluo and Zhuo Erniang, and see Gong Erhua as an adult and the third person next to him.

He also wanted to go farther and higher.

His power was too small, so he told him everything he knew, and pulled those who had power together, one more one. In this world of immortals and monks, there can always be one or a group of people who can solve the problem.

Thinking of this, he said to Wen Guying: "Find a few more people." ”

"Don't worry, Master Wang, Qingzong ......" Wen Ying read a long list, "None of them can escape, Brother Li, don't even think about escaping." ”

"But at the behest of the Gentlemen."

When Li Chuan and Wen Guying arrived outside the mountain peak, the disciples and elders who had entered the secret realm were all sitting cross-legged one by one, their eyes closed, and they fell into a dream.

Ten people were circled by Hui and asked Li Chuan to do it.

Li Chuan took out the Tianyin pot and began to do it with ease. The invisible wind blew with layers of ripples, and thin lines appeared in his field of vision.

Reached.

Maybe it was because Luo Xueli's spells were exquisite, or maybe it was because their cultivation was relatively low compared to the head of King Ying, Li Chuan easily pinched the ten threads.

After that, Li Chuan asked Wen to circle some more people in.

Thirty, all pinched.

It wasn't until the number of people increased to fifty that I felt a little struggling.

After pinching, he was a little numb. Urge, pinch, pinch, eat something good, continue to urge...... After pinching many threads, he suddenly felt that something seemed to move in his heart.

He pondered for a moment, and instead of looking at Xin Yuan, he quickened the speed of his hand.

His changes were also seen by Wen Guying and others, so Wen Guying also accelerated the speed of the circle.

Finally, the last fifty or so remained.

Li Chuan motioned for Wen to circle them all, and once again urged the Tianyin pot.

The movement in the abyss of the heart became more and more obvious. Before, he was still thinking about whether the thin wire was just connecting the heart abyss or something from the heart abyss, but now it seems to be the latter.

There are more broken thin wires, and it has a reaction.

Li Chuan tried his best not to look at Xinyuan and focused on his line-cutting career.

There are only a dozen left.

There are eight more, three, and the last one......

At this time, the heart swelled, like a mighty wave, swept over the ripples. Li Chuan's action about to pinch came to an abrupt end. Thin threads squirmed between his fingers, carrying him down with the surging of his heart.

He felt him pass through one layer of darkness after another, and in the darkness was a cloud of mist, and as he sank, his body vanished and seemed to turn into mist as well.

After some time, he saw a river running through the vast mist, and a woman was sitting by the river, gently picking up yellow flowers from the river and placing them in a basket on the bank.

And the thin thread in his hand was tied to the handle of the basket. Li Chuan tried to look at the basket, and there were many thin threads wrapped around the handle, some of which had been broken, and some of which had not yet been broken.

He suddenly noticed that the woman's shape was blurred, and she seemed to be nothing more than a mist with a human form.

(End of chapter)