Chapter 132 Watching the Battle
“How can you tell?” Li Chuan was curious.
“The secret realm of Yanxing Ancient Cave is opened once every ten years. Although there will be some changes every time, the general layout of the levels can be known as long as you are interested in asking,” Wen Guying explained to Li Chuan: “The Lingchuan sect is good or bad. It is also a sect that has been around for thousands of years, so there are no such records. Junior Brother Mu did not choose to go to the tiger demon here, but took another way, which probably means he sensed something was wrong."
"You can. Do you hear what they are saying?" Li Chuan asked.
Wen Guying shook his head and said, "I can't hear you. Firstly, it costs too much, and secondly, the sects don't want to be heard."
Li Chuan understood. He continued to watch the water polo broadcast. On the screen, Mu Ling and Chu Bing were walking back. He felt something was wrong and asked, "Is it possible that he is lost?"
"No way. "..." Wen Guying choked. After seeing Mu Ling and the others walk a few steps, they walked around to the original place and said, "Maybe they are lost... This class of disciples can't do it!"
At this time, a shadow fell. Li Chuan looked up and saw Elder Qinglian of the Golden Phoenix Sect standing in front of them.
Li Chuan's expression turned indifferent when he saw Wen Guying.
Wen Guying asked: "Elder Qinglian, is something wrong?"
"Fellow Daoist Wen, Huanyi is my disciple. I cannot blame her for what happened to her," Elder Qinglian said, "I heard from the sect master that you and Huan met a few days ago?"
“I’ve seen it before.” Wen Guying should cherish words like gold.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, please don't get me wrong. I just want to ask, did you see anything wrong at that time?" Elder Qinglian continued to ask unhurriedly.
Wen Guying stared at her face for a while, and then said: "Elder Qinglian, you should think about how to deal with this matter first. We will settle the account between you and me after this incident."
Elder Qinglian had a look of grievance on her face. She glanced not far away. Li Chuan followed her gaze and saw a female cultivator standing there, dressed similarly to her.
The female cultivator shook her head invisibly. Finally, Elder Qinglian said "goodbye" and left.
After she walked away, Wen Guying made a secret, and then said to Li Chuan: "That is the head of the Golden Phoenix Sect."
"Oh, oh." Li Chuan agreed. Then he asked: "Do you hate the Jinfeng Sect?"
"It's not that I hate it," Wen Guying denied, "I just don't want to have anything to do with them. Come on, let's continue watching."
On the screen, Mu Ling and Chu Bing were still circling. Wen Guying shook his head and asked: "Who else do you want to see?"
"Look at the disciples of the Four Gods Palace?" Li Chuan suggested.
Soon, Wen Guying changed the film. The disciples of the Four God Palace seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Eighteen disciples stood in groups of three in different directions, constantly pushing in different directions, trying to touch To the edge of fantasy.
Seeing this, Wen Guying commented, "What a stupid idea."
Li Chuan thought of something and said, "Can you see the Spirit Fish King?"
"You can't see it, but you can go and see the Yunmeng Guanxinhua." Wen Guying said, and the picture on the water polo changed again.
A towering tree slowly spread out in front of Li Chuan.
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Tree? Yunmeng Guanxinhua? No, how did Boiled Egg and his master resist the loss of such a big tree?
No, there is a deep fire mirror watching, how did they steal it? Didn't you remember your appearance?
Li Chuan suddenly realized again, no wonder he didn’t leave the house, he was not afraid of the spiritual beasts, but the sect bosses who remembered what he looked like when he was eight years old!
Wen Guying pointed to a thin vine climbing on the trunk and said, "This is it."
"That's it." Li Chuan saw the buds on the vine, which seemed not to have bloomed yet, so he counted them , and it turned out to be thirty-nine. He asked: "When will it open?"
"It will probably be within these days." Wen Guying answered.
"That Feng Huanyi and the Spirit Fish King..."
"We just happened to catch turtles in a tile." Wen Guying said, and then he pointed to the colorful color wrapped around the branches. The little snake that looked exactly like the thin vine said, "Look, the flower-protecting spirit beast has shed its skin again, and it has almost a thousand years of cultivation."
Li Chuan immediately understood why everyone in this room was so calm.
Keep an eye on Yunmeng Guanxinhua and you can catch the Spirit Fish King. Wen Guying turned the scene to other monks and said: "Headmaster Wang said that whoever can catch these two fish in this trial will be the first."
< br>"Is it difficult?" Li Chuan asked.
"There is a chance." Wen Guying said, turning around and seeing Master Wang looking at him, he thrust the water ball into Li Chuan's hand and said, "I'll come as soon as I go."
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Li Chuan carefully held the water balloon. It's very light, and it doesn't spill as soon as you touch it, but you can feel the water flowing through the palm of your hand.
The monk on the screen at this time is the fierce man carrying eight swords. He had obviously noticed the problem as the eight swords were taking turns striking at the void.
The sonorous voiceover automatically sounded in Li Chuan's mind.
The picture became unstable under the blow and seemed to fall apart.
Destroy all laws with force!
When Li Chuan was looking at it, another shadow fell in front of him. When he looked up, it was the head of the Golden Phoenix Sect.
Li Chuan sat upright and asked: "Sect Master Jin, do you have anything to do with me?"
"My name is Shu Xin, you can call me Shu Xin, or fellow Taoist Shu," Shu Xin With a gentle tone, she said: "Fellow Daoist Wen may have some misunderstandings about us. What happened today, We don’t know either. We just want to make up for it as much as possible.”
Li Chuan remembered what Wen Guying said, so he said, “Just talk to Daoist Wen.”
“ Are you the heir of this generation's Pattern Scripture?" Shu Xin said, sitting next to him and looking at him with beautiful eyes.
Li Chuan replied: "Yes."
"Why didn't you go to the secret realm?" Shu Xin asked.
“Not interested.”
“Is it Daoist Wen who doesn’t want you to go?”
Li Chuan was silent for a moment and told the truth, “I don’t dare to go.”
Glancing at the water ball, it seemed that the Eight Sword Warriors had reached a critical moment.
"Young Daoist Li was joking," Shu Xin said, covering her mouth with a smile, "How did you and Huanyi meet?"
At this time, Wen Guying came back and saw Shu Xin. , he put on an indifferent expression and said: "Sect Master Shu, are you going to settle the accounts with me?"
Shu Xin said: "I fell in love with Daoyou Li, so we chatted for a few words."< br>
The eight swords formed a magic circle, breaking through the sky, and the scene completely dissipated at this time.
Done?
When Li Chuan thought that the Eight Swords Warriors had succeeded, the picture suddenly condensed again and returned to the beginning.
Everything is still an illusion.
Li Chuan sighed with regret.
Wen Guying waited for him to finish reading and said: "There has been some progress in the previous matters. Let's go to the headmaster Wang."
"Okay." Li Chuan stood up holding the water balloon and followed Wen Guying.
Shu Xin gritted his teeth as he watched them coming.
On the way, Wen Guying explained to him: "Feng Huanyi's innate magical power is indeed interesting. The space she fabricated is a time and space composed of countless small spaces."
( End of chapter)