Lao Xiao drove into the car. As soon as his butt touched the chair, he turned around and wanted to open the curtains.
Tian Wanghai stopped him and said, "Fellow Taoist, we practitioners are destined to be on the same path. Why insist on delving into each other's secrets?"
Lao smiled and sat up awkwardly, saying, "I just want to take a look, just take a look."
Li Chuan stood with his back to the carriage and silently chanted "Little Mouse" three times in his heart.
He had a chicken, a crab, and a little mouse with him, so it wasn't a big problem.
It's just that this little mouse has a very strange origin, and he talks about being careful, but in fact he doesn't keep his mouth shut, and he lets out some shocking words from time to time.
There is no new magic weapon this time, and it is not sure whether the little mouse will come out.
I finished chanting Little Mouse three times in my heart, and after waiting for a while, nothing happened.
Li Chuan sighed, and then Gong Er pecked his foot. He looked down and saw a ball of light gray pom poms on the ground, looking around in panic.
Bending, reaching out, grabbing, pulling the tail.
It's easy to get used to it.
The little mouse turned to look at him with a look of horror on his face, "What's the matter with you? There are two monks fighting, why are you interfering with them?"
Li Chuan said: "You think I want to?"
He was also very aggrieved. He just wanted to go sightseeing before going to Yanqing Mountain.
It must be Lao Xiaokai's problem. He just came out of prison, didn't eat pork trotter noodles, and was full of bad luck.
Li Chuan could only sigh, and then he explained the current situation to the little mouse: "Those who use dreams to correct reality are our monks, and those who change space are our enemies. If I activate the Tianyin Pot with all my strength, it will cause If it's surging, with your knowledge, do we have a chance to escape from here?"
The little mouse was shocked, "It's already a mess here. If it surges again, it will become a pot of vomit!"
"Just tell me if it can be done." Li Chuan said.
The little mouse stretched his head and looked left and right, and finally confirmed Li Chuan's guess and said: "Yes. As for 'surge', dream modifications and space changes are just small movements like the flapping of butterfly wings. Once triggered, Without the surge, they will be easily broken by the ripples."
"Is that feasible?" Li Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed again.
The little mouse said: "Yes, the moment it is defeated, you can teleport out directly on the carriage."
Probably because he was afraid that Li Chuan wouldn't be able to get out here and would be in trouble, the little mouse told Li Chuan a lot of things to pay attention to. After listening to this, Li Chuan felt quite enlightened.
Considering that so far, only the little mouse has figured out that Broken Pot does not gather spirits but produces spirits, it can be seen that his attainments in magic weapons are indeed extraordinary.
After listening to the class and feeling confident, Li Chuan asked again: "Will it affect their fighting skills?"
The little mouse looked at him as if he were an idiot, "How can it not be affected after it has been defeated?"
"I mean, will the monks on our side win or lose?"
"There is no winning or losing."
"Can the one who modified the dream live?" Li Chuan asked more bluntly.
"They should all be able to protect themselves."
"Will that have an impact here?" Li Chuan continued to carefully verify. It is impossible for a guide to bring everyone with him, and besides Tian Wanghai, there should be other guides here.
"Of course it will. And the restrictions outside can't prevent the 'surging' power."
"Will it still affect the outside world?"
"What do you think?"
"Do you have any other ideas?" Li Chuan asked.
The little mouse said: "Li Chuan, the road to immortality is full of bones. There is no unparalleled Dharma in the world. If you worry about this and that, how can you continue on your path?"
Then he said: "Don't you realize what kind of danger you are in now? Make up your mind quickly."
His little mouse gave everything to him!
"I won't be able to sleep." Li Chuan replied.
"When King Black Horn died before, many people died because of it, right?" The little mouse mocked him.
"Don't accuse me of inexplicable charges. I have no regrets about the Xuanshui Mountain incident. I don't want to die there, that's all." Li Chuan grabbed the little mouse and raised it to his eyes, "There are other things. Is there a way? If there is really no way, then I will definitely activate the Tianyin Pot, and I don’t want to die here.”
"But if I find out that you have deceived me in the future, in order to get rid of the guilt and have a good sleep, I will definitely put the responsibility on you, the little mouse who recited it tens of thousands of times a day."
"I can't expel you from my sea of consciousness. You are imprisoned and cannot leave; we will still be together for a long time."
The little mouse pursed his lips. After thinking for a moment, he scratched his belly and took out the Tianyin pot he had copied. He reluctantly handed it to Li Chuan, "You want me to copy another one in the future?" You have to agree to a condition."
"Use this?" Li Chuan took the copy.
The little mouse nodded, "You use this to trigger a surge. After you escape, just smash it and the surge will stop."
"What conditions?"
"Don't pull my tail anymore!"
Li Chuan said: "But I can't use this. I have no spiritual thoughts and no cultivation."
The little mouse said: "Yes, all the magic weapons I copied do not require the use of spiritual thoughts, as long as there is energy, blood and longevity."
Li Chuan thought of the ancient mirror.
The little mouse then said: "Li Chuan, think about it, your physical body is still an ordinary person, and you use your energy, blood and longevity to drive the Tianyin Pot and cause surges. Although you will definitely not die, there will definitely be sequelae."
Li Chuan thought about the fact that he was out of breath as soon as he ran. Maybe this was a sequelae.
It’s not that it’s unacceptable.
He has long been accustomed to being a sickly scholar.
But Gong Er persuaded him: "Brother, it's better to use a real Tianyin pot. This mouse is right. If you don't kill people on the road to immortality, countless people will die because of you."
"Thinking about it, there are three types of people outside. Local officials, people from Qintian Prison, and monks who volunteer to kill demons. Maybe there are some people inside that we have actually met." Li Chuan said slowly He said, "I am an officer of the Qintian Prison. I also entered the Qintian Prison before... because I wanted to do my part."
He put away the True Tianyin pot, held the replica in his hand and said, "I have made up my mind. Third brother, please move faster in a moment. When I call you, you will drive the carriage to teleport, do you understand?"
"Understood." The third person replied.
Gonger then said: "Brother, let me try the Tianyin Pot."
"I have other tasks for you." Li Chuan said.
"What mission?"
"Watch Bai... Lao Xiaoxiao, don't let him do any little tricks that will affect my performance."
"Okay, okay, brother, don't worry!" Gong Er assured, patting his chest.
Li Chuan was about to confirm with the little mouse again, but found that he had disappeared at some point. He thought for a while, thought of an explanation, and walked back to the carriage.
Li Chuan said to Tian Wanghai and Lao Xiao, "I will drive the Tianyin Pot with all my strength, and I can return this area to normal at a certain moment. Let's take advantage of this moment to teleport out."
Lao smiled and said, "I knew Brother Li that you had a solution."
Tian Wanghai asked a lot of details. Fortunately, Li Chuan prepared the draft in advance and was able to deal with it.
The other three were sitting in the driver's seat.
Li Chuan held the Tianyin pot in his hand, closed his eyes and poured his mind into it.
(End of chapter)
