Gong Er subconsciously answered, "It's about half an hour, it's Yin Shi." Then he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Li Chuan said: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't know how long it has been. When it gets dark, you can scream twice, maybe I can hear you."
Although Gong Er was a little confused, he immediately agreed and said, "Okay."
Li Chuan nodded, closed his eyes again, and his mind completely sank into the Tianyin Pot.
He was a little afraid of himself who had just looked down from a very high place. If the light of the Tianzhu had not been extinguished, he was not sure whether he would come back.
In the blink of an eye, he floated into the void again.
He felt that the hole became smaller, and after the official swordsman's power faded, the Tianzhu seemed to begin to repair itself. But those roots were still there and began to grow. There was even something that looked like a seed at the end of one of the roots. Otherwise, if we pull them all out, there will be another Chang Xiao in tens of thousands of years.
What on earth did he say to him?
Li Chuan tried his best to recall. There were too many and too many noises in his ears at that time, and he couldn't distinguish them. Anyway, Li Chuan can't fight or defend, so the only thing he can count on is his skill at patching things up. The swordsman in official robes would probably be asked to pull out these roots.
The sound of the pot echoed.
Li Chuan felt that he was immersed in the Tianzhu. He felt that the light of the Tianzhu directly passed through his body formed by the condensed consciousness. He was bathed in the light, resisted the thought of floating upward, and moved toward one of the roots. Must look.
The structure of the roots opened up layer by layer in his eyes, which was very similar to the structure of the butterfly spirit. Li Chuan felt somewhat confident, stretched out his hand, and pulled it out... Then he saw the innocent dots and the horizontal lines following him. It flowed out from between his fingers, and the roots he pulled out disappeared like a phantom, then reappeared in their original position.
He tried again, still the same.
After trying a few more times, he stopped. Can't remove it, or did he overlook something? He calmed down and carefully observed the structure of the roots, and suddenly he found that the structure was also changing.
The pictures he saw from a high place flashed through his mind quickly, and he felt that the answer was contained in it. Many times he felt that he had caught it, but in the blink of an eye he couldn't find it again.
He kept searching and gradually indulged in it. It was not until the breeze brought waves of pot sounds, mixed with two roosters' crows, that he woke up and happened to see the words on the Tianzhu.
parasitic.
He was stunned for a moment, and then a surge of ecstasy surged from his heart. It was as if a window opened in front of him, light poured in like a tide, and the secrets of Roots and the White Walkers were finally clearly displayed in front of him.
Parasitism, that’s what it is.
The seed that breeds the butterfly spirit also exists in the surge. When the frequency of the surge accidentally coincides with the frequency of energy vibration in the Tianzhu, it can seize that moment and hang firmly on the Tianzhu. .
Such moments are rare and accidental. But in the long time measured on the scale of thousands of years, such moments will definitely occur. Once there is one, there will be a second and third time. Finally, the roots merged with part of the light pillar, absorbing the energy of the Tianzhu, and gave birth to the butterfly spirit.
Heaven does not tolerate ghosts. When ghosts leave the abyss of the heart through surges, most of them will dissipate directly, but some of them will remain in the surge until they accidentally merge with the creatures in this world. Together.
Surge is the only glimmer of hope the White Walkers can hold on to.
…
Jiang Mei, who was standing by the Tianzhu, holding the Yuanhuo Mirror and strengthening the formation, suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Chuan.
The sound of the pot has changed.
Li Chuan's eyes were closed tightly, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he seemed to be in a mysterious and mysterious state. As the sound of the pot spreads, the boundary becomes more blurred and unstable.
Jiang Mei did not stop Li Chuan. After listening to the sound of the pot for a while, he turned back and continued to adjust the formation.
The surging ripples spread over the roots, and Li Chuan quietly felt their rhythm until they were completely superimposed. The light from the sky pillar moves in ripples, like starlight all over the sky.
Li Chuan reached out his hand again.
Caught.
The roots were completely separated from the sky pillar, and then dismantled, turned into ashes, and sank down along the surging ripples, sinking into the abyss of the heart, and completely dissipated.
Li Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.
continue.
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boom!
Chang Xiao fell to the ground, rolled twice, then hit the wall and stopped, and then the stinky smell rushed into his nose. Try to raise your head and look at your surroundings. In the dim light, he saw a stone table, several stone benches, and mottled runes on the wall not far away.
He never knew there was such a place in Wochi.
He turned around and saw a woman wrapped in animal skins with unusually fair skin standing barefoot by a pile of rocks not far away. Her dark eyes were staring at him motionlessly, which made him feel cold.
She brought him here, why?
When the light from the Tianzhu went out, he felt something approaching. He thought it was coming towards Li Chuan, so he immediately blocked it, but as soon as the thing caught him, it took him away quickly.
Her target is him.
At the beginning, he struggled desperately. He felt that as long as he could break free, he could escape in an instant, and no one could catch up with him in Wochi. But the woman kept holding on to him tightly, even letting his feet kick in front of her, without relaxing at all.
Instead, his knife fell halfway.
When he got to the back, he began to observe her movement route, hoping for an opportunity to escape, but he was shocked to find that she moved in the same way as him - she could also find her way into the fertile pond. She even took him further and further away, to many places he had never seen before, and finally dumped him here.
As expected, she has also lived in Wochi for a long time.
Chang Xiao was thinking and stood up while holding on to the wall. After looking at the woman for a while, he asked: "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"
The woman did not answer his question, but took a few steps towards him. Only then did Chang Xiao realize that her frame was slender than that of ordinary women, and her arms and legs seemed a bit exaggerated.
When she was about to walk in front of him, Chang Xiao felt a flash in front of her eyes. He stepped away almost at the same time, but the cold bone knife in the woman's hand still penetrated through his coat and was halfway inserted into his chest.
Then, Chang Xiao saw a look of astonishment on the woman's face, and then the woman finally spoke and asked him, "Where is your spirit?"
"What spirit?" Chang Xiao asked subconsciously.
"They took away your spirit?" The woman pulled out the bone knife and blood splashed to the ground. Then she gritted her teeth and turned around to look in the direction of Tianzhu.
"Are you talking about the thing that's parasitic on me?" Chang Xiao asked tentatively.
"Parasite?" the woman snorted coldly, "That's you, the real you."
(End of chapter)
