AWB Chapter 270 I am a little fish (25)
Chapter 270 I am a little fish (25)
The sand isn't just sand; there must be something else underneath.
Jingli relayed her discovery to Mengli via telepathy. Mengli's expression remained unchanged, but Jingli could sense that she was somewhat tense.
Meng Li wouldn't be worried about facing demons in their physical form; the unknown is what's truly terrifying in this blessed land.
A red-robed sect disciple scoffed, seemingly having come up with a plan.
With a gentle wave of her hand, a flying artifact shot out from her sleeve. She flicked a drop of blood onto a tiny paper figure, which then mounted the artifact and flew towards the center of the desert.
If you can't walk on the sand, then walking in the air is definitely a solution.
However, just as the little paper figure took to the sky, the exquisitely crafted magical artifact became crooked and soon fell into the sand, sinking into it.
Jingli didn't know if others could see it, but he clearly saw two forces.
The light emitted by the crimson moon became almost tangible after the magical artifact took off, pressing down on it. At the same time, a black shadow appeared in the sand, pulling the artifact downwards.
This is the final state we see now.
The situation was more dangerous than they had imagined; if they couldn't escape this isolated island, they couldn't possibly leave to find somewhere else.
The cultivator whose magical artifact had been swallowed looked serious, abandoning his interest in trying it out, and stared straight in the direction of the red moon, perhaps having discovered something.
Before long, the rogue cultivator who had initially taken out the wood went over to the red-robed disciple. The two talked for a while and it seemed that they had reached an alliance.
With these two leading the way, the other righteous cultivators also formed their own teams.
"Should we call those people?" A sect disciple tugged at his ally, referring to Meng Li and his fellow "evil cultivators."
The one being pulled was a disciple from Misty Mountain. He smiled contemptuously, and without a word, the junior disciple understood and fell silent.
The evil cultivators didn't seem to have any intention of forming an alliance. Jingli noticed that different forms of black energy were swirling around them, as if they were searching for a way to escape in their own way.
Just then, a piece on Jingli's wrist twitched slightly, as if it had just woken up and was stretching.
He scratched Jingli, laboriously making some kind of movement with his tiny antennae, as if trying to convey some information to Jingli in this way.
Jingli didn't quite understand, and tried to guess by looking at the way it stabbed and scratched.
"Do you want me to attack something?"
The phrase "春小片摇摇" means "the spring is swaying," which implies a negative outcome.
He pointed at Meng Li and then drew a circle around her.
"The kind of power needed to empower fairies?"
Chun Xiaopian nodded excitedly and continued to work on the pupa—drawing a circle, dotting, and tossing it.
That's quite a vivid description.
Jingli chuckled and asked him telepathically, "Do I need to attach that kind of power to throw things into it?"
Spring is here again, in small patches.
Jingli's mind raced, and she asked, "If I break this formation, will I be able to find the other versions of you?"
Chun Xiaopian was stunned for a moment, then moved her little tip slightly, showing a hint of shyness.
Jingli felt instantly at ease.
This trip was definitely worthwhile!
Jingli was full of energy. After telling Meng Li, he approached the edge of the sand sea to investigate.
Upon seeing this, his heart sank again.
Whether it was a misperception or not, the sea of sand that had swallowed the magical artifacts seemed to be spreading towards their location.
Perhaps it was because the magical artifact was filled with spiritual energy, and the little paper figure had the blood of a cultivator on it, which was a tonic for those black things.
At this rate, if they keep making mistakes, they might not even have a place to stay.
Jingli remembered Chun Xiaopian's hint, and with a thought, a small ball of energy appeared between his fingers.
He has now mastered the art of controlling energy to a level that is so refined that he can precisely control at least ten energy spheres at the same time.
The energy around Meng Li stayed with her, absorbing and transforming the black energy on Meng Li's body, continuously recharging Jing Li's already abundant energy.
In general, Jingli might be hesitant to use spiritual power and magic, but he's not afraid of using energy.
Jingli glanced around furtively, making sure no one was paying attention to him, then stealthily tossed the small ball into the sea of sand.
Chun Xiaopian happily twisted and turned on his wrist, just like a cheerleader.
Jingli reached out and touched him, and he grew a little longer, clinging to Jingli's fingers like a spoiled child.
The energy cluster thrown into the sand sea quickly reacted.
The sand sea where the energy ball landed looked as if it had boiled over. Instead of bubbling up like water, the sand collapsed, creating several palm-width holes.
These holes rise and fall, and the blackness inside seems to be enduring some kind of pain, churning like waves.
Jingli recorded the time in the system space. After about ten minutes, the sand finally returned to calm.
Judging from the remaining traces on the "shore", the sand has receded somewhat.
It seems that energy is indeed useful.
However, this sea of sand is vast, so vast that the boundaries are not visible. If energy is used to crush it piece by piece, it would be time-consuming and laborious, and would only solve the problem of the shadows in the sand. The red moon in the sky would also be a problem.
Jingli sat cross-legged, pondered for a moment, and then sent a telepathic message to Mengli, while also leaving a message for 6058: "Will the formation in the blessed land always leave a gate of life?"
Meng Li said, "Every formation has a solution, namely, the Gate of Life."
Her expression was still not good, because not all exits are easy to open.
Sometimes it even requires sacrificing one's life.
This blessed land was once used to attract cultivators to offer sacrifices to puppets, so it's hard to say that this formation is not like that.
The reply from 6058 has also arrived.
[6058: All formations have solutions. I'm not sure about your situation, but we've found a way out. Now your dad and I are trying to figure out another path to the main formation.]
A moment later, 6058 added: "By the way, judging from our situation, there's more than one way to break the formation. The simplest is the most dangerous. Based on the life gate we found, the legends about the Spirit Puppet Immortal Abode shouldn't be taken at face value."
6058 and Lu Mingguang were in a mirror array. Every once in a while, the mirror world would switch with the real world, and the world reflected in the mirror was the world of inner demons.
There were a dozen or so people on their side, and countless inner demons were mixed together. The mirror world was extremely dangerous, and some with shallow cultivation were almost trapped inside and could not get out. Fortunately, the life-saving talismans issued by the sect saved their lives.
The simplest and most brutal way is, of course, to kill everyone except your own inner demons, and then you can escape after overcoming them.
Fortunately, when Lu Mingguang discovered that one of their companions was planning to do this, he knocked the other unconscious and then found a way to break the formation.
Jingli was relieved and replied that she had received the message. She also told the two of them about the Spring Start Fragment that Chun Xiaopian had conveyed, which put their minds at ease.
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(One chapter for now, I'll add another chapter after this one tomorrow~)