The three masters were so earnest and persuasive that Feng Jueyu couldn't stop even if he wanted to. He originally blamed the five old monsters for not being honest enough, but the conversation went on endlessly. Mrs. Hongxing was not here, and the God of Killing was half of him.
Mute, only Nie Renkuang and three others were left, but they still said that Feng Jueyu couldn't stand it.
The experience of several masters is far beyond what anyone can compare with. Once they talk about the past, it seems like there are endless topics to talk about. After all, he is still surrounded by Lou Yirui. This is something Feng Jueyu can accept, especially when
When they mentioned the "Book of Ten Directions", Feng Jueyu couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
The "Ten Directions Book" contains almost more than 80% of the ancient teleportation array ruins on the entire continent. Once you master the Ten Directions Book, you can travel around the world.
But after listening to it, Feng Jueyu also understood the purpose of Mrs. Hongxing being sent to accompany the God of Death.
The Lou family is timid and cautious. If they cannot capture the most important people of the Lou family in one fell swoop, it will be difficult to find the Shifang Book in the future.
The God of Death has two purposes: to find out who revealed the location of the Red Apricot Valley and the secret of the formation thousands of years ago, and to find the Shifang Book.
With this treasure, Feng Jueyu can also use the Shifang Book to find the whereabouts of Huan Shan. This is killing two birds with one stone.
Feng Jueyu interrupted: "I already understand the outline of the matter, so what should I do next?"
The three old monsters all raised their heads and looked at the God of Death, and said: "This matter should be judged by the God of Death. With his cultivation, only he himself knows whether he can break through the various formations set up by the Lou family.
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Feng Jueyu looked at the God of Death and asked, "Hey, what do you think we should do?"
The God of Death held the knife and looked at the sky. He thought for a long time and then uttered a sentence without saltiness: "I can't take action now."
Feng Jueyu sighed: "Do you want me to take you into Xuantian Mansion and then make plans?"
The God of Death nodded in disbelief, raised his index finger and said: "Go to Lou Yirui first. I will use my sword. One sword is enough."
"Look how crazy you are." Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes angrily.
The God of Killing said it simply. One strike is enough to capture Lou Yirui or the master of the Lou family who holds the Shifang Book. However, the preparation before this strike must be completed by Feng Jueyu. He only needs to make a decision.
Anyone who holds the Shifang Book can use the sword, but I, the young master, actually have to work hard to plan how to find the person who holds the Shifang Book. This is much more difficult than killing someone.
But looking back, there is some truth to what Killing God said. The Lou family is famous for their formations. Lou Zhongxian set up many formations to challenge the world's heroes. The purpose is to improve the cultivation of formations. This move is the same as practicing. If Killing God takes action
, one strike, not to mention Lou Chongxian, even if Lou Yirui is still alive, it is hard to say whether the formation he set up can block the killing god's earth-shattering strike. This is tantamount to breaking the rules of the Lou family. If the Lou family is really like this.
Nie Renkuang, Xiao Yuehe, and Xiang Potian said that they were as timid as mice and ran away at the wind, so it would be difficult for them to get the Shifang Book.
"Okay, then I will support you for the first time."
"What are you going to do?" Nie Renkuang and others asked in unison.
Feng Jueyu said sternly: "Of course I'll go to the Polou family's formation first. It just so happens that I also take this opportunity to get to know the formation masters of the core map."
Having said that, Feng Jueyu left the Golden Sky Tower and walked to the Fairy Milk Pond. Xiao Xian Shui was playing with Wan Xiaohong. Feng Jueyu walked to the Fairy Pond alone, touching and crouching in distress.
Seven Nights in the Fairy Pond.
During the battle at Luobin Mountain, Lord Qiye lost one eye. Feng Jueyu felt guilty. Xiao Qi had no other abilities, but he was a life-saving weapon at critical moments. The master and servant did not have any spiritual contract.
But he was able to protect Feng Jueyu at all costs. With a servant like this, what more could I ask for.
Xiao Qi's eyes cannot be cured. Feng Jueyu knew this and could only murmur and swear: "Xiao Qi, don't worry, I will never let you get hurt again in the future."
"Demon vine."
After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, he pinched his fingers to perform the ritual. Deep in the distant mountains, a huge red-blood demon vine flew over with its teeth and claws. It turned into a line of blood and penetrated into Feng Jueyu's back. One person and one demon got into the golden
Xiaota Liuguang Hall, I went to practice without wasting any time.
Three days is not a long time, even in Liuguang Palace it is fleeting.
Three days later, Feng Jueyu appeared alone outside the Xantian Forest, the gateway below the Xantian Mountain Ridge.
Having traveled in the world of cultivation all his life, Feng Jueyu's unobtrusive personality that he had cultivated subtly allowed him to deliberately cover up part of his cultivation before coming out, making his appearance look like someone whose cultivation was in the middle reaches of the Shinto.
He was an ordinary monk who couldn't get up, but this move caused him to suffer a lot.
Coming from Jingcheng, after flying hundreds of miles, you can see the bustling crowds walking in the direction of Xuantian Forest. The closer you get to Xuantian Forest, the more people flow in the wilderness woods.
At the beginning, the lines of the road could still be seen. When he arrived at a plain thirty miles away from Xuantian Forest, Feng Jueyu discovered that there were so many monks outside Xuantian Forest that they almost covered the entire plain.
Already.
There were tens of thousands of monks, and such a formation really frightened Feng Jueyu.
Looking from a distance, within a radius of thirty miles, there are crowds of people, monks of all kinds, dressed in different costumes, traders in separate areas, officials and guests haggling, and even aristocratic families with young children, in groups.
A group of business travelers... from three religions and nine streams, to name a few.
It’s okay if there are too many people, but from time to time, due to friction caused by accidental collisions while walking, there are still people fighting in the sea of people. Magic weapons and magic weapons sometimes fly up, but most of them don’t stay long, and they fight.
This will anger the monks next to you, and then start a small-scale melee.
Of course, this is just a small-scale provocation and fight, and it will come to an end due to various reasons after a short time. However, such situations are extremely frequent, unless there is a guy who is skilled enough to lead the group discussion and make people fearful.
When they came out and said "so annoying", those arrogant and militant people before would shrink back and let it go.
In short, a thirty-mile radius outside Xuantian Forest is a territory that no one has jurisdiction over. How can it be a garbled word?
Feng Jueyu walked among the crowd and observed the surrounding scene without revealing anything. He had a lot of feelings in his heart. Xuantian Mansion had set up such a big battle, but it would not consider people's life and death. Anyway, this is a strength.
In a world where respect is respected, the life of the weak is as low as a dog, who cares.
Following the large flow of people, Feng Jueyu walked lightly and leisurely, and finally came to the outside of Xuantian Forest. From the edge of the vast forest from the plain to the forest, there were hundreds of monks wearing green robes with Bagua patterns printed on their chests.
Two different worlds.
Outside the Xuantian Forest, there are mountains and seas of people; inside the Xuantian Forest, there are few people...
The hundreds of disciples wearing Bagua Taoist robes had serious expressions and said nothing. They were like living pillars standing ready to isolate the Xuantian Forest from the plains. However, every fifty people, an entrance would be opened.
, in front of the entrance is a huge stone tablet that is more than three people tall and about ten feet wide. On the stone tablet are engraved "Xiao Xingtian", "Dadu Tianmen Ridge", "Yunkong Tianzuo" and many other words.
And above the Xantian Forest, on top of a huge blue auspicious cloud, stands a golden mountain tens of feet high. It is unique. There is nothing in the clear sky for thousands of miles. Only the golden mountain shines. On the golden mountain, with vigorous writing and possessing
The craftsman's technique is rigorously engraved with four big characters...Xuantian Lingfu.
The three entrances, Yunding Jinshan, mean the four large formations under the Xuantian Mansion. Three of the large formations are on the ground and must be entered from the Xuantian Forest. Only the Xuantianling Mansion is above the Jinshan. There is a door in front of the Jinshan.
, it may not seem big, but there is something great inside.
Above the Xuantianling Mansion is the Xuantian Mansion. The Babu Mountain that has existed for thousands of years has been divided into several areas by some powerful force. The palaces and pavilions are looming in the sea of clouds and jungles. It is as wonderful as a fairyland. The sky and the earth are white, and the hanging
Heaven is hidden within it, like a mirage.
Thirty miles away, Feng Jueyu still walked left and right for most of the day, finally squeezing in front of the entrance to Xuantian Forest, where he saw that the three major entrances were surrounded by monks from all over the world.
Dabaozhen Sect, Tongxuan Sect, and more sects in Yanzhou are vying to visit. The Xuantian Seat has strict regulations. Those who join the battle must hand over a piece of low-grade gold, treasure and chalcedony before they can enter.
If you are not confident, you can also purchase unlimited help tokens. Each help token can have a fixed number of calls for help, one low-grade gold treasure and chalcedony at a time.
The entrance fee and the rescue token are not very expensive. For every monk in the Shinto realm, they are a drop in the bucket. However, if you think about it carefully, if it is difficult to escape after entering the battle, you must return to the battlefield to use the rescue token.
If you don't want to leave the formation and just want to survive, then you can continue to explore from the same place. Once you encounter danger, you must use the distress token again. In this way,
Come on, the cost is much higher.
Those who buy are never as smart as those who sell. Don’t look at the low price of the distress token, but then it will be obvious when you join the formation, especially when there are countless people coming to challenge the formation. Once the chain effect is exerted, the suspense will be high.
The amount of gold, treasure and chalcedony received by Tianfu every day is an astronomical figure.
It can be seen that when Lou Chongxian opened the four large formations, he passed rigorous considerations inside and outside. Not only can he improve and perfect the formations of Xuantian Mansion, but he can also obtain extremely profitable income.
Feng Jueyu admired Lou Zhongxian even more after listening or asking questions outside Xuantian Forest. I am afraid that such a brilliant idea is rare in the world, but most people know that Lou Zhongxian has occupied
It's a big bargain, but in order to improve one's cultivation in the formation, it still attracts the world's elites to come, and they would rather be teased than flock to it.