Gong Wuguang continued: "When Mingheng and I met for the last time, he had given up on seeking immortality, and then entrusted the Sutra of Patterns to the Four Gods Palace to find the next generation of successors. Maybe he had sensed something at that time. "
Mingheng is the name of the previous generation's successor.
While talking, the disciples arrived one after another.
Elder Zhu counted the heads and after making sure everyone was present, he briefly explained the situation and the solution.
The people present also heard some news from their elders, and they also knew something about what happened twenty 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 the Changhuai Sect felt that this method had not been fully verified and could not guarantee that there would be no sequelae, so he was unwilling to accept it.
He said: "Injury to the sea of consciousness will not only affect the realm of cultivation, but also easily leave hidden dangers. Maybe I will miss the path to immortality because of this. I don't agree."
After these words were spoken, there was a brief uproar among the monks.
After Elder Zhu tried to persuade him to no avail, he said to the elder of Changhuai Sect: "Elder Mo, do you think so too?"
Elder Zhu knew in his heart that what this monk said was right. But they want Xuanmen affairs to be closed and not give the immortals a reason to interfere.
King Lingyu's subordinates have already escaped with Su Han, and what happened here may have been leaked. If we don't cut the knot quickly, everyone may die.
Elder Changhuaimen was silent for a moment, and then drew his sword from his waist. The monk fell to the ground before he could say anything.
The blood flowed for a long time.
No one dared to speak out anymore.
Afterwards, Elder Zhu asked Luo Xueli to take action and asked Wen Guying to bring Li Chuan over.
When Wen Guying came to the secret room again, Li Chuan was sleeping soundly and snoring.
Sure enough, he has a big heart.
Wen Guying pushed him with his hand and said, "Brother Li, wake up, Brother Li..."
Li Chuan frowned, opened his eyes, and immediately sat up when he saw Wen Guying and said, "How's it going?"
"Luo Xueli is performing a spell, I guess they will all fall into a dream when we arrive," Wen Guying said about the situation outside, and then said: "Are you going to do it one by one, in batches, or solve it all at once? "
Seeing Li Chuan's pensive expression, he added, "Luo Xueli's nightmare technique can make them sleep for two or three hours at least, so you can do whatever is convenient for you, don't think about anything else."
"Let's divide it into batches." Li Chuan stood up.
Every time the Tianyin Pot is activated, it takes the most effort. Now they can help him control the range, and he can concentrate on cutting the line. If he does it in batches, he will definitely be most efficient.
Wen Guying then suggested: "Okay, let's try with 10 people first?"
"Okay," Li Chuan accepted Wen Guying's plan. He looked at the runes above his head and asked, "You won't be heard by others if you speak here, right?"
"No." Wen Guying's eyes were searching.
"Gu Xian Tian Su should be dead." Li Chuan said.
He originally wanted to wait until he had tied all the threads before finding a chance to talk about old things. But after waking up, I felt that this was the best time.
So he told Lao Xiaokai and Wen Guying about their speculations on the matter. He said: "I have a vague feeling that Tiansu's fall is related to the strange ghosts. It's best to go to Xuanshui Mountain to investigate. The same goes for the Shenxia side, the Shenxia sect, it’s better to check more.”
After experiencing Feng Huanyi's incident, Wen Guying paid more attention to what Li Chuan said. He said, "I understand. When something happens here, I will go investigate."
Li Chuan felt relieved a little.
The catastrophe was approaching, and he wanted to help.
For no other reason, he just wanted to go to Pan's butcher shop to buy meat, drink Tong Luo and Zhuo Erniang's wedding wine, and see Gong Er transform into a human being and Pang San dominate Xuanmen.
He also wanted to see further and higher places.
His power was too small, so he told everything he knew and pulled those who had power together, one more person. In this world where there are gods and monks, there is always a person 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 Guying read out a long list, "None of them can escape, and Brother Li, don't even think about escaping."
"But according to the instructions of Master Wen."
When Li Chuan and Wen Guying arrived outside the mountain peak, the disciples and the head elders who had entered the secret realm were all sitting cross-legged, eyes closed tightly, and fell into a dream.
Wen Guying circled ten people and asked Li Chuan to take action.
Li Chuan took out the Tianyin pot and started to do it with ease. The invisible wind blew by with layers of ripples, and thin lines appeared in his field of vision.
Reach out.
Perhaps it was because of Luo Xueli's exquisite spells, or perhaps because their cultivation was lower than that of the leader Wen Guying, but Li Chuan easily cut off ten threads.
After that, Li Chuan asked Wen Guying to circle more people in.
Thirty of them, all pinched.
It wasn't until the number of people increased to fifty that it felt a little difficult.
After pinching him, he felt a little numb. Push it, pinch it, eat something good, keep pushing it... After pinching an unknown number of threads, he suddenly felt something moving in his heart.
He pondered for a moment, without looking at Xin Yuan, but speeding up his hands.
His change was also noticed by Wen Guying and others, so Wen Guying also accelerated the speed of recruiting people.
Finally the last fifty or so people were left.
Li Chuan signaled Wen Guying to circle them all, and activated the Tianyin Pot again.
The movement in the abyss of my heart became more and more obvious. Before, he was still thinking whether the thin line connected only Xin Yuan or something in Xin Yuan, but now it seemed that it was the latter.
There were more broken threads, and it reacted.
Li Chuan tried his best not to look at Xinyuan and focused on his cord-cutting career.
There are only a dozen left.
There are eight more, three, and the last one...
At this time, the heart abyss surged, like a mighty wave, sweeping over the ripples. Li Chuan's action of pinching suddenly stopped. The thin thread squirmed between his fingers, leading him to sink downwards along with the surge in his heart.
He felt that he had passed through layers of darkness. There were masses of mist in the darkness. As he sank, his body disappeared and seemed to turn into mist.
After an unknown amount of time, he saw a river running through the mist. A woman was sitting by the river, gently picking up yellow flowers one after another from the river and placing them in a basket on the bank. .
The thin string in his hand was tied to the handle of the basket. Li Chuan tried hard to look at the basket. There were many thin threads wrapped around the handle, some had been broken, and some had not yet been disconnected.
He suddenly discovered that the woman's shape was blurry, and she seemed to be just a mist with a human shape.
(End of chapter)
