At this time, Li Chuan still remembered his mission: to keep ringing the Tianyin pot and waiting for further changes in the dream. Therefore, for the time being, he just hid the surge under the layers of ripples and did not touch those runes.
Soon, he felt a change: the fog of the dream was blown away.
Waves of rootless wind came from nowhere, blowing softly. The mist was blown open and closed, and the sound of the pot became ethereal and ethereal in the wind.
Li Chuan gradually felt unable to concentrate. The wind blew on his face, blew in through his ears and nose, and dispersed all his thoughts.
When he suddenly came to his senses from the blank state, some of the runes reflected on the ripples had already dispersed, and the sound of the pot had stopped.
He was looking ahead in a daze. There was still peace outside the confinement, and Gong Er and Pang San seemed not to be affected at all.
Feeling Li Chuan's gaze, Gong Er turned around and asked, "Brother, what's wrong? Is it over outside?"
"No, stay vigilant." Li Chuan said as he rubbed the Tianyin pot again.
This time, he began to pay attention to the wind. After an unknown amount of time, he knew that Ji Ling woke up from a blank state. This time, after thinking about it for a moment, he sank into consciousness again. This was repeated countless times, and the sound of the pot started to sound intermittently, but it was still ringing.
…
When the sound of the pot stopped again, Wen Guying noticed it immediately. He quickly killed the two monsters that escaped and rushed towards Li Chuan.
After flying halfway, he also felt the wind, and then he heard the gentle and gentle sound of the pot.
Wen Guying stopped and looked in the direction of Luo Xueli.
Luo Xueli was trapped by the gentle wind at this time.
And not far away from him, there was a group of black shadows galloping against the ground in the direction of Li Chuan. It was an old turtle. He was carrying a person on his back. Since that person was also wearing black clothes and his body was bent low, he could see it at a glance. Sometimes it is easy to ignore it.
I guess that person is Suhan.
Wen Guying looked around again, but couldn't find the monk who drove the wind. He was probably hiding in a secret place.
The sound of the kettle would stop from time to time, but would soon start again.
So Wen Guying continued to hide his body at the edge of the clouds. While paying attention to Suhan's movements, he searched for the location of the wind-controlling monk.
He felt that the wind was somewhat familiar. Who is the one? Wen Guying recalled the monks he had fought with who were good at controlling the wind. He eliminated them one by one, but couldn't find them. Could it be a magic weapon? He went through the memories related to the wind one by one in his mind, but there was still no result.
He began to recall the information Luo Xueli told him yesterday. The information only mentioned a few subordinates of King Lingyu and Shilongteng with good cultivation.
No clues were found about the wind-controlling monk, but the identity of the old turtle was confirmed.
Before the Spirit Fish King came, it was a Spirit Turtle that occupied the Suliu River. After the Spirit Fish King defeated him, he took him under his command. Unexpectedly, after King Lingyu died, he still followed King Lingyu's orders and protected Suhan's life.
I think it was this turtle demon who took Suhan away from Yanqing Mountain.
If you can't remember it, then don't think about it.
Wen Guying quickly scanned the overall situation again.
It was now the final moment. The formation was barely maintaining itself, and there were not many demons left alive. Luo Xueri gradually withdrew his power and began to focus on fighting against the gentle and annoying wind. But the wind became erratic, as if it just wanted to drag him here.
Wen Gu should be hidden more secretly.
Luo Xueli trained his troops, and Suhan got the mountain of corpses and sea of blood that opened the seal. The winner after that depends on the duel between the monks.
Who is around Suhan is still unknown at this time; as for Luo Xueli... Wen Gu should be able to feel that there are people hidden in Luo Xueli's dreams. It is estimated that Gong Wuguang's other disciples are also here. Just not sure who.
At this time, the sound of the pot stopped again.
Wen Guying immediately went to see Li Chuan. He was sitting against the stone with difficulty, his hair raised and his cloak billowed by the wind. The two little demons, Gong Er and Pang San, were also trying their best to pull him to prevent him from being blown away by the wind.
Li Chuan finally rang the Tianyin pot again.
Fortunately, he listened to Taoist Wen and practiced hard for three days in seclusion. Li Chuan thought happily, otherwise he would not have been able to continue ringing the Tianyin pot for so long.
Wen Guying listened carefully to the sound of the pot. There seemed to be a hint of wind in the sound.
Li Chuan caught a hint of wind.
No wonder the wind let go of Luo Xueli. Wen Guying hesitated for a moment and did not move.
Li Chuan did catch a trace of the wind. After noticing the wind's intention, he tried to use ripples to cover the rune again to prevent the seal from opening. But every time he lost his mind, some runes would escape. After losing his mind again and again, there were not many runes left in the ripples, and the seal was destined to be opened.
So he ignored the runes.
He listened to the sound of the pot and waited for the wind to blow through the ripples and scatter the runes. When the shape of the runes changed, the ink marks on the Tianyin pot spread instantly and merged with the pattern he had been tracing. Together, we caught the wind and the corner of the rune.
Luo Xueli also noticed the change in the wind. After taking a deep look in the direction of Li Chuan, he seemed to have made some decision.
After that, he took back all the power of the dream, and the sky finally returned to its original appearance.
Luo Xueli muttered the magic formula in a low voice, and her spiritual power moved away quickly. All the light in her eyes disappeared and turned into pitch black. And everything around him began to twist, as if there was another world overlapping with reality and modifying it.
The magic that Li Chuan once saw by the Chajiang River reappeared in this dark night.
Li Chuan felt another force enter his ripples, following the surge of the ripples, entangled in the wind.
Wen Gu should be shocked.
He had fought against Luo Xueli and knew his ability. After Luo Xueli caught the silk wind, he would try to dissolve the silk wind and then find the opponent's location.
But at the same time, the Tianyin Pot will also become a place where the two sides compete in strength.
If Li Chuan continues to rub the Tianyin pot, the three forces will be entangled and inextricably linked. He is still just a mortal. Once such a contest lasts for a long time, it will exhaust his mind; if he gives up now If you scratch and pull out your mind, your mind will be hit hard by the forces from both sides.
But Wen Guying still didn't move.
Li Chuan felt the pressure increase sharply.
He also recognized the power that entered behind him. It was the reality-distorting power of dreams that he had experienced on the Chajiang River, Luo Xueli's power.
What happened?
Was he going to cause a surge and then smash the Tianyin Pot? No, the one in your hand cannot be smashed. Will it trigger a surge? And, should he continue to ring? What is the situation now?
Question after question came out.
In a daze, he continued to rub the Tianyin pot as hard as he could. Since no one told him to stop and he couldn't judge, he had no choice but to continue.
At this time, he found that the wind that had been trying to blow him down stopped.
(End of chapter)
