The shattered talisman floated silently in the hollow, like a phantom in the mist.

The light of the pillar rests on the yellowish lines of the rune paper. The crimson strokes, on the other hand, take on a hideous and struggling form, as if they want to break free from the stagnant light and shadow.

Li Chuan felt that he was being sucked in little by little, and his body became very thin and smooth in the process, and after entering the hollow, a stream of hot air blew on him, and his body swelled up again, floating around in the middle of the broken talisman like a balloon.

Li Chuan suspected that he was dreaming again.

The sound of the pot echoed repeatedly in the hollow, and everything in the hollow entered his consciousness.

In addition to the talismans, there were also some parts floating in the hollow, which could be part of the magic weapon, all of which also showed the appearance of being broken. He went to look at the strokes on the talisman and felt that the style was somewhat familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the talisman in the secret room of Yanqing Mountain. Could it be that this hollow is the handiwork of gods and demons?

Then, Li Chuan saw the dark lines on the inner wall of the hollow, and with the oscillation of the sound of the pot, the light of the heavenly pillar also flowed into the dark lines, and when all the dark lines lit up, Li Chuan heard a boom in his body, and his balloon-like body was blown into pieces and scattered in the hollow.

Li Chuan suddenly felt that he seemed to have thousands of more pairs of eyes, thousands of ears, different pictures and different sounds layered together, and they poured in at once.

The sound of the pot enveloped him, carrying him back into his body like a low tide.

The thumb was released, and the gentle and supple voice stopped.

In an instant, only black was left in front of him, and his ears were quiet. But he could feel the light of the Heavenly Pillar still weighing heavily on him, and there seemed to be a hint of anticipation for him.

Are the pillars also conscious?

Li Chuan thought and opened his eyes, and the light filled his eyes again.

Then he saw a large beast-shaped shadow in the distant sky.

"Don't worry, you should have stopped it." Jiang Mei's voice came from behind her.

Li Chuan didn't look back, he stared at the giant beast and said, "There is a big hole in the Heavenly Pillar, and there are many broken talismans and fragments of magic weapons in it. There are a lot of lines on the inner wall, whether it's a formation or what, I don't know. After the lines lit up, I saw a lot of things, and my consciousness couldn't hold so much information, and it was blown away...... But I still remember one of the patterns, which is the appearance of a butterfly spirit. ”

"Chief Jiang, please tell me, am I in a dream or awake?" Li Chuan asked.

"You're sober." Jiang Mei replied.

"Then I'll take another look." Li Chuan closed his eyes, and when he was about to wipe the Tianyin pot, he heard Jiang Mei say, "Li Chuan, wait a minute." ”

Li Chuan opened his eyes and saw Jiang Mei walking up to him and said, "You can do it without worry, I won't let anyone get close to here until the sound of the kettle stops." ”

"Okay." After Li Chuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

If only his consciousness could wear a cloak, maybe it wouldn't be so easily shattered. Or he could consider making up his own.

While thinking, he struck the Tianyin kettle again.

He walked out to the sound of the kettle, and glanced up at the shadow of the giant beast in the sky, which seemed to be still in a surge.

Li Chuan turned his head and looked at the words on the pillar again, and inadvertently he caught a glimpse of his hand, which was very vague and divided into many layers. He waved it, bringing up layers of afterimage.

The sound of the pot spreads, the afterimage gradually disappears, and the outline of the hand becomes clear.

Li Chuan's heart moved, he concentrated on the light of the heavenly pillar, the light rippled in the ripples, and did not fall a little bit to smash him. He stretched out his hand and fished out many points of light in the ripples. He arranged them into a structure of abyssal filaments, into filaments, and then into nets.

Finally, it put these points of light on its body, and the body formed by the condensation of its thoughts was suddenly covered with a layer of light.

Then, Li Chuan floated towards the heavenly pillar again along the sound of the pot, he kept rising and rising, and soon reached the position of the word again, this time he stabilized his body and went to read the word first.

Li Chuan was stunned to find that the words that appeared on the surface of the Heavenly Pillar did not move, but contained all the changes he had seen before. It's like the pattern on the "Book of Tattoos".

He read them one by one and memorized them in his heart. He felt that the patterns in his mind were a little more complete, and they began to overlap with the patterns on the Sutra.

It would be nice to be able to take out the "Book of Tattoos" and turn to that page and compare it.

I'll flip it back when I get back.

After confirming that he had memorized all the words in his heart, Li Chuan entered the hole again from the gap between the words, and this time he was not blown into a ball, nor was he torn into any strange shape.

As the light of the pillar flowed, he stared ahead, the hollow structure opening up in his field of vision, and at the same time, the afterimage of what he had seen and heard from the previous time returned to his consciousness little by little.

In the afterimage, Li Chuan saw the whole process of the birth of the butterfly spirit. In the beginning, it was just a seed, and it quietly fell into the cracks of the pillar, absorbing the energy that escaped from the pillar, growing slowly but tenaciously.

Its tentacles gradually penetrated into the center of the pillar, drawing more and more power, until it finally bore its fruit, a baby with a cocoon beating in its heart.

All the leaves turned into charms and covered the baby's body.

Then, Li Chuan saw a man in an official robe, carrying a simple sword on his back, walking a long, long way, and finally came to the foot of the heavenly pillar.

He swung a sword at the Heavenly Pillar, and the scorching red sword qi pierced through the Heavenly Pillar, and after the heat wave, the void appeared, and the fruit fell to the ground.

The man in the official robe gently picked up the fruit, turned around and nodded at Li Chuan, his mouth moved, and he seemed to say something to him.

It's him.

A sword slashes Tiansu, a man whose sword energy has not dispersed for a hundred years.

What did he say to him?

All the afterimages in front of Li Chuan's eyes faded, and he stood in the middle of the huge hollow. The sound of the pot rang one after another, and the surging never stopped.

He knew that all the afterimages he saw were condensed in the light of the pillars, and they were like sweet spring water, staying in the eternal surge.

What exactly did you say?

Just as Wen Ying strayed into it and brought back a piece of real ancient beast flesh and blood, the man in the official robe in the afterimage may also see him 'really'.

Li Chuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the word again. Parasitism, cocoon parasitism, ghost parasitism, parasitism in the surge.

Below the pillar of heaven, the "Book of Tattoos" flew out of Li Chuan's clothes, and the pages of the book flipped with a clatter.

The pattern in his heart overlapped and corresponded little by little with the pattern on the "Book of Tattoos".

Parasitism.

The dark lines around him lit up again, Li Chuan felt that the abyssal silk on his body also lit up, he felt that he floated up again, and his consciousness floated to a very high place, where he could see the appearance of the entire Heavenly Pillar.

There are still antennae and roots parasitic in the pillars.

(End of chapter)