Chapter 608 The Secret of Wuliuyuan, Wuliu Town Monk Yang Qianxi
The long-faced monk smiled calmly and said: "That's right! I am no better than others, and I am always the most accurate at judging people! Although the outer phantom formation is only a remnant formation, it is still a formation deployed by a great figure in the Nascent Soul stage."
"We two brothers have been studying for so many years, but when we are trapped in a formation, it never takes us ten and a half days to get out."
"But as soon as that kid came, he easily broke through the formation with just a raise of his hand. This formation attainment definitely comes from a disciple of the formation master. How could I not take advantage of such a good opportunity?!"
The square-faced old man rolled his eyes and said jokingly: "Okay, okay, you guy, you're out of breath even after complimenting you a few times?"
"But it's really strange. If I remember correctly, that little girl obviously escaped into this remnant formation together with those three people."
"Why is it that now all the formations have been destroyed, but there is no trace of it!"
The long-faced monk said calmly: "Not even you and I can break through the formation here. With only the meager cultivation of the four of them in the foundation building stage, what can they do if they escape into the remaining formation? Isn't it a dead end?"
The square-faced old man continued, "Did you know they would die? Just now you let that kid join the battle, but you really shocked me!"
"Wait...that's not right. Even if they die, the remaining formation has been destroyed. In the worst case, there should be remains or residual aura left."
As he spoke, the square-faced old man shook his head repeatedly, looking confused.
The long-faced monk's eyes fell on the ground in the open space, and he grinned and said: "Otherwise! There is still a formation here!"
The square-faced old man immediately reacted, "You mean the formation where the five willow roots are? How is that possible!!! With their little cultivation, can they pass through so many residual formations and reach the location where the five willow roots are?"
The long-faced monk's eyes flashed with contemplation, "Actually, this is what I find strange, but... this is the only reason that makes sense at the moment."
"However, now is not the time to delve into this matter. While the boy is being pushed away by us, we must first enter as soon as possible.
Formation, finding the five willow roots is the key."
"Otherwise, it will be troublesome for him to find him! After all, he is a disciple of the Huanxing Sect, and we can't afford to offend him!"
After the long-faced monk finished speaking, he immediately looked at the square-faced old man, and then, they each took out a special escape talisman in their hands.
As the escape talisman was activated, two masses of earthy yellow light rose up, covering the two of them.
The light flashed quickly, and the two figures disappeared.
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After leaving Wuliuyuan, Su Twelve headed west, and soon an unusual thick fog appeared in his sight, with the power of the formation flowing slowly in the fog.
This formation is not complicated, just a simple maze.
Any monk with some cultivation skills can easily pass through the maze.
If a mortal enters this place by mistake, he will only go in in a daze, and then come out in a daze, and he will never find out what kind of existence is in this maze.
Behind the maze, a bustling town is located among the fields.
The town is square in shape, with an entrance to the east, west, north and south. At the entrance is an archway made of special ore with the words "Wuliu Town" written on it.
Strictly speaking, the town is not that big, with hundreds of houses lined up side by side, neatly and orderly arranged in a zigzag shape.
The houses are mainly shops, and there are also inns and teahouses where the monks can relax and take a rest.
In the center of the town, there is a wide square. The square is crowded with people. Some people sit on the ground and set up stalls, while others shuttle between the square and the surrounding shops, looking for the resources and materials they want.
Su Twelve people were outside the formation and had already passed through the thick fog.
The entire Wuliu Town has a panoramic view.
Looking at the unfamiliar Wuliu Town in front of me, a strong feeling of familiarity could not help but emerge in my mind.
In a daze, he seemed to return to the scene when he and Jiang Feixue went to Qianshanfang City not long after he entered the world of spiritual practice.
Different places have different layouts, but the trading methods between monks are not much different.
The changes in Cangshan Mountain will not be spared even by those in Qianshanfang City!
Shaking his head gently, Su Twelve quickly calmed down.
Then he stepped forward and strode into the maze.
Soon we passed through the maze and arrived at Wuliu Town.
Looking at the bustling crowd in the town square, Su Twelve squinted his eyes and saw dozens of familiar figures among the crowd.
These were the monks he had rescued from the tree demon before and escaped from Wuliuyuan.
Seeing these figures, I can be sure that the monk named Yu with the long face is right!
“I didn’t expect that after so many years, there would be a day when I would set up a stall again in Fangshi!”
Shaking his head slightly, Su Twelve did not hide his cultivation and went straight to the central square.
If you want to find out the news about the little girl Feng Fei as quickly as possible, the best way is to make an offer that no one can refuse.
Showing others your cultivation level in the Golden elixir period can avoid a lot of troubles.
Su Twelve has a flexible mind and naturally knows what to do at what time.
However, before Su Twelve had gone far, a figure walked quickly and came to Su Twelve, blocking the way.
"senior!"
"Huh? Is something wrong?" Su Twelve raised his head and looked at it.
I saw the person coming. He was an ordinary-looking man with a slightly slim figure.
A short, bulbous-nosed monk in the middle of the Foundation Stage. This monk wears a loose navy blue robe. He looks a little slovenly, but he gives people a sense of harmlessness.
The visitor cupped his hands and clasped his fists in a very respectful manner, "Junior Yang Qianxi is the person in charge of Wuliu Town. Senior, I am here to visit you. What do you want me to do?"
Su Twelve said indifferently: "Of course you are here for trading? What? Is there any problem?"
Yang Qianxi quickly shook her head, "Of course not, I just look familiar to my senior. If I remember correctly, my senior is a disciple of the Huanxing Sect, Wang Su, Senior Brother Wang?"
"Have we... met?" Su Twelve squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his gaze suddenly became sharp.
Yang Qianxi shrank her neck, looking at Su Twelve with a little fear, but she still had the courage to say in a low voice: "To be honest, I am also an outer disciple of the Huanxing Sect. A few days ago, Senior Brother Wang broke through the golden elixir, and I was far away
I’ve seen it once.”
"However, my spiritual root qualifications are too poor, and I am afraid that there is no hope of condensing the golden elixir in this life. Therefore, I was sent by the sect to take care of the affairs of Wuliu Town."
"Senior Brother Wang is here. If you can be of any use to me, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you."
At the end of the conversation, Yang Qianxi got close to Su Twelve with a respectful look on her face.
"Oh? Junior Brother Yang was also present that day? In that case, you should know the grievances between me and the alchemy room elder. You should also know the relationship between the alchemy room elder Li Yunwen and the inner sect deacon elder, right?"
"By helping me today, aren't you afraid that Elder Situ will cause trouble in the future?"
Su Twelve raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at Yang Qianxi with a half-smile.
This time, he didn't pretend to be disguised.
But knowing his identity and still daring to come up to him, this person is either stubborn or has ulterior motives.