"You mean, there are immortals behind the White Walkers?" Luo Xueli understood the hint in Jiang Song's words.
Jiang Song nodded, pointed up and down, and said: "After the great catastrophe, the immortals cannot be alone. Regarding the strange ghosts, Xuanmen has also sent news to the immortal world. Logically speaking, there will be some in the immortal world. The instructions came down. But after such a long time, except for Immortal Yunyi, it seems...it seems that other immortals don't care about this matter at all. This is very strange."
"The strange ghosts are lurking in the Heart Abyss. As for the Heart Abyss...is there no news from the fairy world at all?" Luo Xueli asked.
"No." Jiang Song said: "There are not many monks from Qingzong ascending to the immortal world, but I just asked the old palace master, and the old palace master also said there is no news. You said..." He pointed up again, "Will it be What could have happened?"
Luo Xueli said: "You and the old palace master don't know, how could I know?"
Jiang Song remembered Luo Xueli's identity and said, "That's right, you really don't know."
Gong Wuguang is a casual cultivator. Luo Xueli is his disciple. In terms of cultivation, he may be similar to the disciples of the sect, or even better, but in terms of background, he is still far behind, and he has almost no chance to communicate with the immortal world.
Li Chuan listened to the conversation between the two of them and couldn't help but think of the decaying Immortal Mansion and Tiansu statue in the secret realm of Xuanshui Mountain.
Is it true that no immortal noticed Tiansu's death?
"Immortal Yunyi may know something." Li Chuan said.
"Yes, but... no one dares to look for him, right?" Jiang Song changed the topic and said: "No matter what, no matter what the immortal world thinks, I just hope that after the catastrophe is over, we will all be alive, and we will be promoted to a few more true immortals. .”
"If there is one or several immortals behind the White Walkers, and they use laws to give instructions to the White Walkers, there should be more than one command." Luo Xueli had obviously been thinking about Jiang Song's previous guess, "Maybe... when... After a certain number of parasitic people or monks are reached, it will be exposed to another order.”
Luo Xueli lowered his eyes and said in a cautious tone, "Perhaps, the second command, or even the third command, can reveal the ultimate purpose of these ghosts."
"It's possible." Jiang Song said.
"Such a plan must have taken a long time, and the plan was huge." Luo Xueli put his hands flat on his knees. He seemed to be concentrating on looking at the lines on the back of his hands. He said, "He must have expected it." Come to the Fairyland’s attitude towards the White Walkers, and have made arrangements in advance.”
He said: "Immortals will sense the coming of the great catastrophe earlier than us. For example... the black-horned demon who became king in Xuanshui Mountain should be the son of the Wangji Sanren who fell into this great catastrophe."
"There is also the Spirit Fish King of Suliu Lake and the Hongtian King of Youlan Ridge." Luo Xueli mentioned the names of several great demons in succession. "Behind them, there are shadows of immortals."
"You mean, the news didn't get through?" Jiang Song asked.
"It's hard to say." Luo Xueli replied.
"You are all here," Wen Guying's voice came from outside. A moment later, he walked into the room. He nodded to Li Chuan with a smile and said, "The Jade Rabbit Sun Chaser Formation has been set up. Tomorrow at 9 o'clock, we will Then activate the formation. How are you preparing?"
"I'm... ready." Li Chuan said.
"That's good." Wen Guying said.
After Wen Guying arrived, Luo Xueli once again talked about the investigation results of Qintian Prison, and Jiang Song also once again expressed his doubts about the immortal world.
After Wen Guying pondered for a moment, he said: "The news must have been spread. Maybe the Immortal has more important things to deal with and has no time to worry about the White Walkers for the time being."
"As for Immortal Yunyi, as long as he is still walking in the mortal world, there will always be a time when we meet again." Wen Guying said, "You can always ask something."
"I hope." Jiang Song said without hope.
After the four people discussed for a while,
Still unable to come to a conclusion, they finally went to rest.
…
At Mao o'clock the next day, Li Chuan, Jiang Song and Luo Xueli followed Wen Guying up to Jinyang Peak.
Along the way, Li Chuan only felt that the trees were lush and green, no different from ordinary mountain peaks. But when they reached the mountain peak, they saw a red-gold light hanging on the side of the mountain, shining brightly.
Yang Jiu was already waiting for them on the mountain peak. This time, he was wearing the same clothes as when Li Chuan first met him, and he was holding a handful of jade Ruyi in his hand.
Seeing them arriving, Yang Jiu waved his jade as he wished and said, "Qi!"
Li Chuan felt his eyes suddenly brighten. Through a transparent light golden film, he saw butterflies flying among countless exotic flowers and plants.
Everything in the array was particularly bright and clear. He could see the veins on each petal and the scale-by-scale patterns on the butterfly wings.
But soon he began to feel dizzy. The flowers, plants and butterflies began to change constantly. Li Chuan understood that the formation was starting to operate, and the flow of time in the formation was constantly accelerating.
He felt that a colorful abstract painting appeared in front of him. The color blocks were mixed together, constantly merging and separating, and it was like a pot of boiling muddy water, with various bubbles gurgling.
"Be calm." Li Chuan heard Wen Guying's voice.
So he closed his eyes. After a while, he recovered from the dizziness and felt that his eyeballs were shaking constantly and his eye sockets were sore and swollen.
Wen Guying stuffed a rough piece of wood into his mouth and said, "Hold it in your mouth to keep the spiritual platform clear."
Li Chuan felt an extremely bitter taste spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body. The bitterness made him shudder, and then he felt his body relax.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw strands of red-gold light pouring down from the mountain peaks.
Yang Jiu stood in mid-air and kept waving Jade Ruyi. The red-gold light followed Jade Ruyi's pull, passed through the golden film, flowed in the formation, and dropped pieces of light spots of different shapes.
The light was even brighter.
Yang Jiu is in the light, solemn and solemn.
After a moment, Yang Jiu fell from the air and said to Li Chuan, "You can start."
Li Chuan nodded, took out the Tianyin pot, and sat down with his back against the mountain wall. Just when it was about to ring, Wen Guying warned again: "Don't look with your eyes."
"Understood." Li Chuan said.
"I have placed restrictions around you, which can weaken the influence of the confusion on you. But it is only weakened, not non-existent." Wen Guying said.
"Okay." Li Chuan said.
His mind sank into the Tianyin pot. He did not rub it immediately, but carefully understood everything around him.
Suddenly, he entered a mysterious state, and everything he perceived was colored with a layer of red gold.
The gentle kettle sounded. A slight surge spread from around his body to the formation.
(End of chapter)
