The starry sky at night is still so bright, and the bright moon hangs leisurely on the horizon, elegantly complementing the stars. The air is a bit muggy, and there are insects chirping from time to time in the dark night.
The formation sect shrouded in darkness seemed peaceful, but an invisible storm was brewing secretly and was about to sweep across the entire sect.
Mu Yu looked at the Jin Zong in the peaceful night from the top of the highest peak. Tomorrow's formation competition, no matter whether he wins or loses, the Fu Zong will show his fox tail and use force to seize the Zhen Zong's property.
A successful king or a defeated bandit, if the formation sect cannot resist this wave of catastrophe, it may really disappear forever in the long river of history, turning into the memory of the world and gradually being forgotten by the years.
"Xiao Shuai and Long Teng, I need your help tomorrow." Mu Yu said softly.
Xiaoshuai gnawed an apple in his mouth, mumbled a few words incoherently, and then said: "No problem."
"Muyu, I'm worried that the little mouse will mess things up." Ryuto looked at the unreliable young man with dissatisfaction and said.
"Bah, caterpillar! When have I messed up anything?" Xiaoshuai spat out the things in his mouth and cursed.
"You have never dealt with the situation correctly. You have the nerve to say that you can't walk when you see food." Long Teng retorted.
"Okay, you two just follow the plan, and I'll take care of the rest." Muyu was still a little worried about tomorrow's plan. He had a very bad premonition, and he always felt that there seemed to be a problem somewhere.
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"Are you thinking about Mu Chenghong and Situ Yangtian?" Long Teng asked.
Mu Yu nodded: "After all, they are spies of Fu Zong. If they don't enter the formation hall by then, all plans will be in vain."
The Soul Formation is arranged in the formation hall. As long as Mu Chenghong and Situ Yangtian enter the formation hall, Mu Yu can control the formation hall with the help of their strength to resist the attacks of Fu Zong and Tianxing Sect. However,
If Mu Chenghong and Situ Yangtian directly choose to rebel and do not enter the formation hall, then things will become very difficult.
"Why does Mu Chenghong want you to break the third formation monument so much?" Long Teng thought of what happened a few days ago, when Mu Chenghong kept emphasizing the third formation monument.
Mu Yu frowned, he had forgotten about the third formation tablet. When he went to the advancement hall, he originally wanted to check the third formation tablet, but then he met Master Lu, so this matter was ignored.
Stranded.
The formation monument at this time is indeed not that important, but for some reason, the formation monument has become a thorn in his heart. Is it really necessary to break the formation monument?
"If we fail tomorrow, the formation sect will be doomed. What else are we thinking about about the formation monument?" Xiaoshuai said.
Mu Yu cast his eyes towards the Advancement Hall in the distance, where everything was peaceful. There was no one in the Advancement Hall tonight, and all the disciples were recharging their energy to prepare for tomorrow's talisman competition. Regardless of whether they have the chance to play,
No one wants to miss the showdown between formation and talismans.
"You're right, we really don't need to pay attention to the third formation tablet." Mu Yu turned around and left the advancement hall. He didn't want to know what the third formation tablet meant.
Mu Chenghong is a spy of Fu Zong, so he is the only innate disciple of Zhen Zong. He needs the help of Master Lu and Zhuge Xiaosheng to open the Zhen Palace and protect Zhen Zong. This is the most important thing.
Entrance to the entrance hall.
Mu Chenghong looked at Mu Yu quietly as he turned to leave. The faintly turbulent formation patterns on his body gradually dissipated. His face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen.
He looked up at the bright moon and said softly: "The time for the demise of the Formation Sect is getting closer and closer!"
A gust of wind blew by, and Mu Chenghong's figure had disappeared.
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Mu Yu was not the only one who was restless in the Jin Zong at night, there were also several people who were also worried about the future of the Jin Zong.
Master Lu was sitting at the stone table in his yard, with a pot of tea in front of him. The tea had already turned cold. He had a sad look on his face. He grew up in the Zhenzong, and every flower and grass in the Zhenzong looked so...
Kindly, he is the person who least wants to see the formation sect destroyed. But he always has a strange uneasy feeling in his heart, especially after meeting Zhou Jinglin of the fu sect today, this uneasy feeling is getting stronger and stronger.
The moment he looked at Zhou Jinglin, Master Lu found that he had lost his mind for a moment for no reason. This moment was just a blink of an eye, but it made him alert. Because he remembered that this was not the first time that he had lost his mind.
The last time he met Zhou Jinglin at Tianxing Gate, Master Lu also lost his focus for a moment when he looked at him.
But why is this? Why do I feel absent-minded for a moment? At that moment, it seems that my mind has been emptied, there are no thoughts, but it returns to normal in the blink of an eye. This is an extremely weird thing.
"Did that old bastard Zhou Jinglin cast some talismans on me?" Master Lu pondered, but he quickly overturned this idea, because his formation skills and Zhou Jinglin's talismans were both on par, and Zhou Jinglin could not possibly
He will quietly cast spells on himself.
But at this moment, Master Lu raised his head warily, because the formation in his residence trembled slightly, and then turned into nothingness. Someone broke into his residence and destroyed his formation!
Situ Yangtian walked out of the darkness, his face looked a little haggard, and there was also some unspeakable loss and regret. The anger in Master Lu's heart began to burn!
Situ Yangtian, you traitor to the Fu Sect!
Master Lu wished he could tear Situ Yangtian into pieces in front of him. Situ Yangtian entered the Formation Sect at the same time as him and had known each other for seventy or eighty years. Although the two of them were always at odds with each other over trivial matters, he always thought that
Situ Yangtian was as loyal to Zong as he was. Who would have thought that Situ Yangtian would be the traitor!
Master Lu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew Feng Mu's plan. Feng Mu would use the Soul Formation to control Situ Yangtian in the formation hall tomorrow. If he wanted to fight against the conspiracy of the entire Fu Sect and Tianxing Sect, Situ Yangtian couldn't do it.
The missing person, Mr. Lu doesn't want Situ Yangtian to notice anything and affect Feng Mu's plan.
"Situ Yangtian, what are you doing here?" Master Lu said in a deep voice.
Situ Yangtian walked over slowly and sat down on the stone chair in front of Master Lu. Situ Yangtian's expression at night was less gloomy than usual, but more indescribable melancholy. This expression made Master Lu
It was the first time he saw him, and he felt that something was wrong with Situ Yangtian tonight.
Just as he felt something was wrong with himself, he also felt that something was wrong with Situ Yangtian.
Situ Yangtian made a casual move, and an empty teacup appeared in his hand. He picked up Master Lu's teapot, poured a cup of tea, then took a sip, frowned, and said, "The tea is cold."
"I don't serve the cold-hearted." Mr. Lu tried his best to control himself. He wished he could attack Situ Yangtian directly and capture this traitor. It was because of this traitor that the Zhen Sect fell into its current situation.
But he can't, he can only endure it! He can't endure it until tomorrow!
Situ Yangtian raised his head, looked at Master Lu, and asked slightly after a while: "We have known each other for eighty-two years, right?"
They have been enemies for eighty-two years, but one of them is a traitor to Fu Zong.
Mr. Lu also looked at Situ Yangtian, and he sighed slightly in his heart. Even if the old enemies of eighty-two years blame each other all day long, after eighty-two years of blaming each other, the feeling of comradeship is still there after all. Mr. Lu
Although he didn't like Situ Yangtian, if he was asked to kill Situ Yangtian with his own hands, he wouldn't do it so easily.
But in front of affection and sect, he can only choose sect.
"You came to me in the evening to catch up with me, right?" Master Lu picked up his tea cup, and with the spiritual energy in his hand, he warmed the tea in the cup.
Situ Yangtian smiled slightly, with a somewhat lonely expression. This look in Master Lu's eyes made him feel even more uneasy. He vaguely felt that Situ Yangtian was not that simple. What was the problem?
"I'm here to kill you." Situ Yangtian slowly said these words.
"Bang!" The tea cup in Master Lu's hand was crushed to pieces. He stared at Situ Yangtian, the spiritual power in his body surging restlessly.
"Your master can't wait even one night?" Mr. Lu said angrily, no longer caring about covering up. Situ Yangtian's words were equivalent to indirectly admitting his identity as a Fu Sect spy, "Tomorrow is the formation competition.
, are you so impatient?"
"I can't wait until tomorrow, because after tomorrow, the formation sect will be destroyed. I must stop you from sending the formation sect to hell!" Situ Yangtian's words seemed very sad.
Prevent Master Lu from sending the Formation Sect to hell?
Master Lu was stunned for a moment! How could he possibly send the Formation Sect to hell?
"What do you mean?" Master Lu didn't understand. He thought it was a bit ridiculous. Why did Situ Yangtian make it sound like he was the spy of the Fu Sect?
"We don't need to pretend to be stupid to each other anymore, I know you are Fu Zong's spy." Situ Yangtian's words were like thunder exploding in Master Lu's ears.
Master Lu was slightly startled, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. He angrily said: "Situ Yangtian, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. You are obviously a spy of Fu Zong, but you still framed me?
Don't you just want to find an excuse for yourself to kill people when you speak so righteously? Come on, just use whatever means you have, I, Lu Deyi, will take care of them all!"
Purple formations surrounded Master Lu, and the stone table in front of him had turned into powder.
"You don't have to pretend. I have already investigated secretly. You and Mu Chenghong are the spies of the Fu Sect! All the foundations of the Zhen Sect outside were lost because of you. Do you think you can do it flawlessly?
We have been fighting for eighty-two years, but don’t we still understand each other’s affairs? You can hide it from others, how can you hide it from me? You and Zhou Jinglin of Fu Zong are in the same group, aren’t you? "
The formation patterns on Situ Yangtian's body also began to surge, and his momentum was no weaker than that of Master Lu. They knew each other's formation skills thoroughly, and if they wanted to fight, it would be difficult to say who was better.
The uneasiness in Master Lu's heart has reached an extreme. What's going on? Isn't Situ Yangtian a spy of Fu Zong? But this is impossible, Feng Mu said that Situ Yangtian is a spy of Fu Zong!
What went wrong?
"Sand!" "Sand!" "Sand!"
Light footsteps came from the darkness, but these footsteps seemed so abrupt in the silent night, as if they were stepping on Master Lu's chest. Master Lu's face became more and more serious, and he really felt that something was going to happen.
!
"Situ Yangtian, your eyes are indeed vicious!"
Zhou Jinglin slowly walked out of the darkness, with a proud smile on his face, looking at Situ Yangtian as if he was announcing death.
Master Lu and Situ Yangtian's expressions suddenly changed. They looked at each other, hoping to see a hint of success in the other's face, but both of them only saw expressions of confusion.
"You still bring people to kill me?" Master Lu asked Situ Yangtian.
"Take someone? Isn't he your master?" Situ Yangtian scolded angrily.
Isn’t Situ Yangtian a spy?
"You don't need to argue. Mr. Lu, please take a good look at me." Zhou Jinglin said lazily.
Master Lu subconsciously cast his gaze on Zhou Jinglin's face. A dark brown light flashed across Zhou Jinglin's eyes, like a bolt of lightning that shot into Master Lu's eyes. Master Lu's eyes flashed, and he felt that he had already
He fell into an indescribable blank state, without any sense of autonomy.
"Owner."
Master Lu's eyes were confused and he looked at Zhou Jinglin without any emotion. Just like those Zhongtian disciples controlled by Mu Yu with the soul array, Master Lu didn't even know when he was controlled by Zhou Jinglin.