Chapter 476 The Long Night
Li Chuan didn’t want to hear it at all.
He suddenly remembered that when she saw the demon spirit by the dark river for the first time, she regarded him as a white ghost. What part of him made her make such a misjudgment?
Light yellow floc? Shades of gray?
Li Chuan was sure that he did not have these two things on him. He was also worried about what he was, so he had carefully checked himself.
What could that be?
The sound was still vague and incomplete, but it kept repeating in his ears, making it difficult for him to continue thinking. The sound was like the ripples of his pot, trying to bring his body and soul into its rhythm, and then control him and make him become one with it.
The moist mist enveloped him once again.
He gradually lost his senses again.
A thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't catch it. He didn't think much about it, he just knew that he couldn't be controlled by her.
He continued to trace the mark in his mind, resisting the rhythm of the voice. Gradually, light appeared in front of him again.
He took a deep breath and concentrated.
The fog once again decomposed layer by layer in his field of vision, all the way down to the structure of dots and horizontal lines. When he was about to draw out his sword... the misty voice sounded again.
"There is no point in resisting it," said the demon.
“Who do you think I am?” Li Chuan asked.
"You should ask yourself." The demon replied.
"The high priest of the gods?" Li Chuan asked tentatively.
"You are not Chi Lin." The demon said.
It turns out that the name of the high priest of the gods is Chi Lin.
Li Chuan planned to dig something out of the demon spirit's mouth.
"You need me to help you." He said with a firm tone, "You are very powerful, but you can't do anything to me, and of course I can't do anything to you."
This time the demon spirit didn't answer.
Li Chuan felt a little more at ease. He said: "The plan of the High Priest of the Gods has failed. Before the opportunity appeared, his layout had been torn apart and it was difficult to integrate it again. Why don't you take advantage of this? Opportunity to get off that broken ship?"
"You have been out for a while, and you have seen all this with your own eyes." Li Chuan persuaded: "I did the great catastrophe of gods and demons 30,000 years ago. I know something. At that time, the demons controlled the demons and the gods enslaved humans, so there was no direct conflict between humans and demons."
"Now that the gods' plan has gone bankrupt, why don't you tell everything you know. Tell us in exchange for a place to stay?" Li Chuan also felt that his idea was reasonable. He said, "In this case, I will be your guarantee. As long as you are willing to speak, I will persuade the Tiantianxuansanmen. Let the past be forgotten, and then I will set aside a piece of blessed land for you to cultivate. Maybe one day you will be able to ascend to immortality and be free and transcendent from now on."
"Ha." The demon sneered.
When Li Chuan wanted to persuade him again, the demon spirit spoke again and said, "I know you are good at repairing."
"It's not bad." Li Chuan was modest.
The demon said: "I have an object, can you mend it?"
"What kind of thing?" Li Chuan asked.
The mist of different shades surged, and a ball separated from it, floating in front of Li Chuan.
“That’s it.” said the devil.
Li Chuan did not pick up the ball, but asked cautiously: "What is this? If you want me to fix it, you have to tell me what it is and what it is used for, right?"
< br>The demon spirit did not answer him, but said to himself: "As a reward, I can answer three questions for you." "Then you must let me go, otherwise I can't make up for it." Li Chuan said.
"I'm not in a hurry," the demon said.
Li Chuan realized that she wanted to leave.
"Then...you have to pay a deposit first, right?" Li Chuan said.
"You can ask a question first." The demon said.
A question. Many questions flashed through Li Chuan's mind, and finally he asked: "The half-demon woman from Frost Leaf Sect, what is her relationship with you?"
"Frost Leaf Gate." The demon spirit sighed, paused, and then said, "There was once a half-demon cub who threw herself into the Woquan and sank into the underground river. I sent her back."
“Is that it?” Li Chuan asked.
The devil said: "Later, maybe after some time, I don't know how long, she came again. She said there was no fun outside and wanted to stay with me here. So she stayed with me for a while. Time, help me fish out those lost spirits from the dark river."
Li Chuan listened carefully, and he felt that the tone of the demon spirits was constantly changing, near, far, high, high and low, with a strange tone. The rhythm of it, he has to be very focused to hear it clearly?
The devil said: "During that time, I protected her and taught her something. I told her that she could hide here forever, or she could use what I taught her to create. A world she wanted. Later she said she wanted to leave, so I sent her away. I didn't have any expectations for her, but... Shuangye, there was no Shuangye door, but I told her my name. It’s just called Frost Leaf.”
"She is a, good child..."
Li Chuan suddenly became alert.
It's that voice.
The demon spirit's tone of voice was imitating the rhythm of that voice. She deliberately used words to lure him to listen, and then...
Can't listen anymore.
Li Chuan took out the golden silk sword. Instead of using the sword technique he had practiced for several days, he stabbed it casually into the mist, and then traced the path of the mark that he had traced in his heart countless times.
The dots and hexagons in his field of vision were shattered. Taking advantage of the moment when the fog that restrained him dispersed, Li Chuan rubbed the Tianyin pot again, and then made the mark again.
The ripples of the pot sound spread. He saw the dots and horizontal lines reconnecting, much faster than he thought. He tried to use the sound of a pot to stop it, but found that the dots and horizontal lines had stuck together into other forms.
Li Chuan knew to hide, but the next moment his body felt like it was filled with water again, unable to move an inch.
Still too weak.
The golden sword fell to the ground, and the Tianyin pot was still in his hand, but he couldn't scratch it anymore, and his neck was pinched, making him almost unable to breathe. He caught a glimpse of red light from the corner of his eye, the sword light tore through the fog, and two figures fell from mid-air.
It’s Wen Guying and Yao Shuang.
Li Chuan finally caught his fleeting thought.
The mist left his body and dived into the darkness. Li Chuan lost his balance and fell to the ground. He rubbed his neck and his throat felt a little itchy. After coughing a few times, his breathing became normal. stand up.
He looked around, and the mist seemed to be blocked by something, unable to leave the yard, so it gathered into a ball, fighting with Wen Guying's sword in the sky and on the ground.
Yao Shuang, on the other hand, stood aside, continuously making magic seals in his hands, and the runes were floating around, blocking every trace of mist trying to escape.
Li Chuan picked up the golden silk sword and leaned aside.
The sky is turning pale, and the long night is finally over.
(End of this chapter)