Chapter 508 Butterfly
While observing, Li Chuan controlled the ups and downs of the pot's sound.
The gentle and gentle sound of the pot spread out layer by layer, and he followed the sound of the pot, starting from the light point and groping outward little by little, recording the structures and changing patterns he saw in his In the heart. Then he discovered that the dots and horizontal lines were changing with the rhythm of the flashing light spots.
With one hand, he controlled the ups and downs of the pot's sound to get close to the rhythm of the flashing light spots. When the two were completely integrated, the light spots suddenly lit up. At that moment, Li Chuan lost With his eyesight gone, the dots and horizontal lines disappeared, leaving only a white flash.
At this time, the butterfly spirit in his hand changed again.
The butterfly's wings opened.
Li Chuan felt thousands of thorns piercing into his scalp and eyes at the same time. He wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be blocked. He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.
“Senior Sister Yao, something is really wrong with Li Chuan.” Jiang Bai spoke up again.
Yao Shuang stared at the ferry and said: "Wait a minute, let me take a look..."
......
In the vast whiteness, some black lines flickered for a moment, and then Li Chuan saw an ink butterfly the size of a fingernail appearing in his field of vision.
Die Ling?
What does it want to do?
Li Chuan's eyes followed the butterfly continuously forward. He felt that the butterfly was flying in a painting. At first, the background color was white, and gradually there were some lines on it. That was... Li Chuan looked at the lines with different shades and recognized them. They were clouds.
Butterflies are flying through the clouds in Taisuyu.
...
At the ferry, the red sword energy penetrated the clouds, and Wen Guying's figure appeared again.
Yao Shuang turned around, looked at Li Chuan carefully, and said, "He may have discovered something. Listen to the sound of the pot. The sound of the pot is chasing something."
Jiang Bai After listening to the sound of the pot for a while, his face calmed down and he said, "It's just like he's fine."
"The sound of the pot didn't stop, so he should be fine." Yao Shuang said.
At this time, another change occurred at the ferry.
After Wen Guying took a few steps back, a huge red sword shadow emerged from the clouds under his feet. The sword shadow silently moved towards the ferry, and then...
Crack crack crack.
A huge crack appeared on the ferry.
"The ferry is cracked?" Jiang Bai asked in surprise, "Wen Guying, can you really split the ferry? Brother Jiang has tried it before, and the ferry cannot be destroyed at all..."
The clouds gathered quickly, the cracks slowly closed, and at the same time, a floating bridge emerged from the clouds, extending forward.
“It’s a floating bridge.” Jiang Bai said.
Yao Shuang asked: "Was it like this before?"
Jiang Bai shook his head and said: "No."
The pontoon quickly moved forward from the ferry, and Jiang Bai quickly I could see clearly what the pontoon looked like. The bridge deck is made of pieces of gold-like and jade-like material, with different cloud patterns carved on it.
"Where is it going?" Jiang Bai asked.
Just as he was about to ask, he saw the pontoon arch upward and then resemble a streamer. Go towards Li Chuan from the other side.
At the same time, Yao Shuang's black shovel also flew over. The black shovel dug into the floating bridge, and the golden and jade-like bridge deck immediately sank. Jiang Bai felt something shaking underneath him. He looked down and found that the pontoon passed through the clouds beneath them, trying to get out from below.
The black shovel blocked it again.
Jiang Bai looked at the ferry again. The cracks on the ferry had closed, but they had not disappeared. Wen Guying's sword caused considerable damage to it. The clouds near the ferry rolled violently, forming high-speed rotating air masses that surrounded Wen Guying.
Jiang Bai stood up, holding a short knife in his hand.
"What are you going to do?" Yao Shuang asked. Jiang Bai said: "I'll go to the ferry to have a look."
At this time, the pontoon retreated three feet away, and then surrounded them.
"Sit down and don't make trouble." As Yao Shuang said, she made seals with her hands and typed out many runes in the direction of the pontoon. After the black shovel returned to her hand, she turned around and flew towards the pontoon. , after stepping on the pontoon, the black shovel pressed down, and a piece of the pontoon broke instantly.
Amid the flying fragments, Yao Shuang lowered her head and held the black shovel tightly in both hands, as if she was comprehending something.
Jiang Bai felt that Yao Shuang glanced at him, and he subconsciously sat down on the futon again.
The next moment, Yao Shuang let go of his hand, and the black shovel quickly moved along the bridge deck of the pontoon. Wherever he passed, the bridge deck was broken piece by piece. Soon, the bridge deck surrounding them was soon It's about to be disconnected.
Yao Shuang looked towards the ferry. The air masses gathered together and covered the ferry tightly. Nothing could be seen.
She took a step back, and the black shovel drew a huge black rune in the void. The rune pressed on the pontoon, wrapped it, and rolled towards the ferry.
After that, Yao Shuang quickly retreated back to Li Chuan and Jiang Bai to protect them.
"Is the pontoon destroyed?" Jiang Bai asked.
"No, it's only possible unless the ferry is destroyed, or this place is completely destroyed." Yao Shuang replied.
"What about you just now?" Jiang Bai asked.
"Buy some time." Yao Shuang said.
"What about Senior Brother Wen?" Jiang Bai asked.
"It's difficult." Yao Shuang replied.
"Why is it so difficult?" Jiang Bai asked.
Yao Shuang said: "The cultivation level is not enough."
"There is a kind of magic among the Qingzong secret arts that I know. I saw that Senior Brother Wen just split the ferry, I want to Plant a spiritual seed in those cracks. As long as there is spiritual energy, it will live and grow wildly. "Jiang Bai said, "According to the elders of our sect, after the spiritual seed sprouts, the immortal will get rid of it. I need to cut off a piece of meat.”
Yao Shuang's expression was a little suspicious.
Jiang Bai said: "If you think it works, I will go over and give it a try. If it doesn't work, I will just sit here quietly and not cause any trouble."
The clouds came from the talisman wrapping the pontoon. As the text was brushed, the runes seemed to dim a bit.
“Wait a moment.” Yao Shuang said.
“Okay.” Jiang Bai said.
"Then I'll send you there." Yao Shuang said.
......
Li Chuan knew nothing about everything happening around him.
He chased the butterfly and kept moving forward on the scroll. He didn’t know how long it took before he heard a tearing sound. He immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the clouds were covered with an ink dot. It tore apart, and the ink spots continued to meander and expand, eventually forming the shape of a ferry.
He understood clearly in his heart that this is how the ferry appeared.
After the butterfly stayed on the ferry for a while, it continued to fly forward, and ink dots kept falling, one, two... Li Chuan counted the numbers, eleven.
There are eleven ferries in total.
He felt the scroll shaking, and the lines representing the clouds became disordered. Some of the ink dots have completely disappeared, turning into a hollow, while others have a little edge left.
(End of this chapter)