Li Chuan was frightened for a while. He lowered his head to look at the thin threads crawling between his fingers. His hand was also a mist, but there was only the outline of a hand.
Thin lines but clear.
He suddenly felt his stomach was pounding and his throat was choking. It was clear that what was sinking here was just the soul, but I could clearly feel beads of sweat coming out.
Be steady.
Li Chuan tried his best to look at it. Maybe it was because there was no light, or maybe he was sinking into the abyss of his heart. He did not enter a mysterious state.
I tried hard to suppress my impatience.
Go back, or keep moving forward?
He couldn't help but turn around and saw nothing but darkness. Slightly loosening the thread, he suddenly felt a cold wind seeping into his soul.
He quickly pinched the thin thread again.
The outline of the hand was restored, but it was much blurred compared to before.
Li Chuan understood that it was the thin thread that maintained his soul.
If you can't escape, you can only move forward.
There is no way out.
Li Chuan suddenly calmed down.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally stepped into the light ahead.
So dazzling.
Only the outline of the body was left, and it seemed to become more solid under the light.
He looked at the river in front of him again, and the yellow flowers that kept floating in the river, one after another, made of yellow floc. He went to count the unbroken threads on the handle of the basket, and saw that there were not many. As he continued to count, he suddenly forgot how many he had counted, and repeated the count several times.
Li Chuan gave up and looked at the woman by the river. At this time, she stopped and looked at him.
Her features were blurry.
The leader of the White Walkers? The mastermind? The one who planned all this?
Li Chuan's heart went back and forth a thousand times.
Everyone he met along the way told him that there was nothing in the abyss of the heart. After sinking into the abyss of the heart, the physical body and soul would be separated or even disappear completely. Even immortals and even ancient immortals would be infected by staring into the abyss of the heart. Huan Shui, the risk of decay and death.
But he saw someone here.
Could it be that her cultivation level is still above that of the True Immortal and the Ancient Immortal?
No, it won't. Among the few true ancient immortals he knew, some could initiate reincarnation and some could establish heaven. If she were really above them, humans would have long ago become a vessel for the reproduction of white ghosts.
Maybe she is like a strange ghost, but she can exist in the heart abyss, but outside the heart abyss, she is reviled by heaven.
Li Chuan thought while waiting for the woman to speak.
Several yellow flowers were washed away in the river. The woman finally spoke and asked, "What year is it now?"
"Tianfu 49 years?" Li Chuan answered.
"Tianfu?" The woman obviously didn't know the year name.
"Yes, it's the Dajiang Dynasty now." Li Chuan replied, and then waited for the other party's reaction.
"Da Jiang Dynasty?"
Obviously, she didn't know Da Jiang Chao. Can we think that she is in the abyss of her heart and knows nothing about the outside world?
After a while, the woman asked again: "Have you ever heard of the name Zhong Bayi?"
"No." Li Chuan replied.
"Where is Wen Tianyu?" the woman continued to ask.
Li Chuan shook his head.
The woman then said several more names, but Li Chuan had never heard of them.
Although he couldn't see her facial features or expression, Li Chuan could still feel her loss.
The woman turned her head and looked at the undulating yellow flowers in the river, seeming to sigh silently.
After an unknown amount of time, the woman finally spoke out again, "Have you not remembered your mission?"
"What?" Li Chuan looked confused.
"As expected," the woman picked up a yellow flower. "No wonder you disconnected the silk threads of Yuan. You have forgotten. Are you from here too?"
What's the meaning?
Is he a White Walker too?
His mind went back and forth a thousand times, but there was only confusion on his face. He shook his head and said, "I don't remember anything. I found that all my companions were parasitized by White Walkers, so I eradicated White Walkers for them."
He asked: "Am I also a White Walker?"
Then, he saw the yellow flowers in the woman's hand slowly floating towards him. He resisted not to run away and let the yellow flowers float in front of him.
He looked at the yellow flocs that made up the ground flowers, and he noticed that the flocs were moving.
"After I fell into the abyss of my heart, I discovered these little things. They were constantly replicating and spreading." The woman explained.
"I have observed them for a long time and found that although they will be decomposed by the fog, there will always be a little bit left, and the remaining bit will still continue to replicate and spread."
"So I cast deep silk threads in the abyss of my heart."
"I have sown a total of 930 million Abyss Silks to guide them to leave here through the surge of the Heart Abyss. As long as they stay outside, I have not completely disconnected from the outside."
"It's just that they always come back, bringing fragments of memories, emotions and souls with them, and the Heart Abyss will disintegrate everything. So a new reincarnation begins again."
It turns out that it was because of her that the White Walkers got the chance to leave here.
The woman continued: "I've waited too long."
Li Chuan looked at himself. Could it be that there was a deep thread connecting this place in his sea of consciousness?
Not long ago, he had looked at himself with a demon mirror, and there was no transparent wing on his soul.
Thinking about it, he suddenly became really confused. Who is he? Li Chuan? Which Li Chuan? Or a White Walker?
So he asked: "Where is the silk on my body?"
"It's right in the sea of your consciousness." The woman said.
Li Chuan touched his eyebrows and found no thin lines.
Is she dazzled?
"Although you took the initiative to cut it off, you didn't completely remove it. I can still feel it."
I see.
etc! He didn't pinch himself!
Was her feeling wrong, or was there something in his sea of consciousness that made her mistake him for Yuan Si?
The woman repeated again, "I've waited too long. If your soul can persist up to this point and hasn't been separated yet, you must be a great person outside, right?"
"No, I...I don't have any power outside." Li Chuan answered honestly.
"What blow?"
"You can't beat the chicken." Li Chuan explained.
"Your body can probably accommodate a trace of my spiritual thoughts." The woman didn't believe his words at all and then said like a promise: "When I get outside, I will help you get out. After all, this body in this life will not be of any use to you. important."
Then, Li Chuan really saw a thread extending from the woman's fingertips and flying towards the center of his eyebrows.
She was lying to him.
Li Chuan realized this, and she wanted to use his soul to leave here, deliberately lying to him that he also came from here.
He tried to avoid it, but found that he couldn't move at all. He saw a thin line passing between his eyebrows, and then his body began to retreat continuously in the mist.
No wonder she talks so much.
The light disappeared again, and his thinking gradually became sluggish, as if solidified by darkness.
In the end, he fell into an endless whirlpool of darkness and was unable to extricate himself.
squeak squeak.
What is that sound?
By the way, there was a little mouse sleeping in his sea of consciousness.
(End of chapter)
