The only way

Chapter 693 The Magic of Formation
Qianji Pavilion, Tongyou Hall.

The five immortal sects, Nascent Soul and Golden Core monks gathered together, all with solemn expressions.

True Lord Luo Yan, head of Chiyang Dao Sect, is a black-haired middle-aged man with a golden flame crown on his hair. Sitting there quietly, there will be bursts of hot breath flowing. Once seated, he will first look at the first seat on the right. The white-browed old man above, pressed his eyebrows, pursed his lips and said, "Why don't you see old man Qianji?"

The previous heads of Qianji Pavilion were all old Qianji, and this generation of old Qianji is the senior brother of old man Baimei.

True Monarch Luo Yan's words were not without doubts, but the white-browed old man smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously, "Senior brother lives on the Tower of Tongtian all the year round. Before the time comes, senior brother will not come down easily."

The Qianji Pavilion is like this. On weekdays, the old man Qianji lives on the tower that reaches the sky, which is the towering tower in the center of Dagan Capital City, and most of the trivial matters in the Qianji Pavilion are done by Baimei. The old man decides.

The heads of the Immortal Sect naturally knew about this, but the old man Qianji still didn't show up about the demon clan, maybe it was another way of explaining that the demon clan at this time could not pose too much threat to Donglu.

Most of the Nascent Soul cultivators present here are thousand-year-old foxes. Needless to say, they understood a lot, and the expressions on their faces relaxed a little.

"The fellow daoist from the demon clan has sent back news that there are three gods in the twelve main cities of the demon clan, but in fact there are five." The news that came out was explosive.

The Nascent Soul cultivators didn't react yet, but a group of Jindan disciples moved slightly.

"It has been expected that people from the demon clan are always full of lies, cunning, and deceiving people. What they say and do is even worse than that of the fox clan!" Zhenjun Luo Yan tapped his finger on the armrest twice, coldly He snorted and said, his face was full of undisguised disgust and contempt for the demons.

The white-browed old man smiled noncommittally, and said in a warm voice, "The thing that fellow Taoist Jianzhai entrusted us to Qianji Pavilion to do the calculation has also come to fruition."

The head of Jianzhai and Yijian Zhenjun both looked at the old man with white eyebrows instantly.

"That innocent man should be in a trapped situation at this moment. As for where he is, it's a coincidence that it's west." The white-browed old man stroked his snow-white long beard, and stretched out his hand to point to the west with a smile.

Westland, the land of the demons.

"I heard that this Si Wuxie, Wuxie Sanren, is not a human race?" Zhenjun Luo Yan looked at the two Nascent Soul monks in Jianzhai, with obvious doubts in his eyes.

Zhenjun Kongwu sneered, "Although Friend Wuxie is neither human nor demon, his biological father is a cultivator who transformed himself into a god from the human race in the past, his biological mother is the princess of the demon clan, and his adoptive father is a monk who guarded the unfathomable abyss back then. , although he is unrestrained, unrestrained, casual, and his behavior is both righteous and evil, but if you say that he is harmful to the hearts of our human race, I am afraid that you are thinking too much."

"He doesn't care about the human race or the demon race at all. He only acts according to his heart. In my opinion, innocent fellow Taoists are much more open than some people." It is much more straightforward, especially the eyes, which are looking at the few Nascent Soul monks of the Chiyang Dao Sect unabashedly.

Sure enough, when Zhenjun Luo Yan saw the appearance of Zhenjun Yijian, his face immediately turned black.

Speaking of it, Chiyang Daozong has always claimed to be the leader of the immortal sect, and Donglu is the number one. Although such a posture cannot be refuted by the other immortal sects, it will not be favored.

It's really uncomfortable to feel like someone is pointing fingers at everything.

As for True Lord One Sword, it is purely a personal grievance with Chiyang Daozong.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Wuxie disdains lying." Zhenjun Kongwu has no personal enmity with Chiyang Daozong, and is the head of Jianzhai. Naturally, he will not be as casual as Zhenjun Yijian. Opened the topic, and added a sentence for Zhenjun Yijian.

"The old man has also met the innocent fellow Taoist once. Although he is both good and evil, his heart is pure. Fellow Daoist Luo Yan can rest assured." The white-browed old man also smoothed things over, with a smile on his face, all of a sudden diluted the tension just now .

"Where's Ziwei? Have you ever researched the formation?" Chong and Zhenjun had seen enough excitement, and finally they were willing to speak.

Ziwei?

Lingchu, who had been quietly standing behind Master and Senior Brother in the background, raised his eyelids slightly.

Is it Su Ziwei, Master Su?That Uncle Su who taught the way of Lingchu Formation back then?
Speaking of which, during the intermittent time in Lingchu's sect these years, he really rarely saw this Master Su, especially since Wu Yinhai came back, he had never seen him, and he hadn't even heard the rumors.

At that time, Lingchu made a special inquiry, but no one knew where Uncle Su had gone.

So, is Uncle Su in Qianji Pavilion?

Su Ziwei can be said to be the most talented existence in the formation of the younger generation of the Sanqing Dao Sect. Although his cultivation is still the Golden Core Dzogchen, his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a Nascent Soul monk, and he can break into the Nascent Soul at any time.

It's just that in these years, because of the demons, she was sent by Zhenjun Chonghe to Qianji Pavilion to study the altar formations of the demons together with the best formations among the five immortal sects.

This is why Su Ziwei was very interested in breaking through the realm of the Nascent Soul, and the altar formation of the Demon Race. She had no intention of devoting any time to break through.

In addition to Su Ziwei from Sanqing Daozong, there are also formation masters from Chiyang Daozong, Jianzhai, Qianji Pavilion, and Fuyou Palace, all studying formations together in Qianji Pavilion.

Seeing Chong and Zhenjun mentioning it, the monks of the remaining sects naturally looked at the old man with white eyebrows with concern.

The white-browed old man had a big smile on his face, and the fine lines on his snow-white face were blooming, looking very cheerful, "Fellow Daoist Su and the formation masters of various sects are indeed worthy of the name of masters. How can it be possible for mere demonic formations to It's rare to live with all the masters."

Seeing the appearance of the old man with white eyebrows like this, it is obvious that there is good news.

"Under the day and night research of the masters of the Immortal Sect Formation, the operation method, depiction method, and raw materials of the Demon Race Formation have all been deciphered. , Now it’s a breeze, and fellow Taoists have even specially researched a detection method, as long as there is enough spiritual power to support it, within a radius of thousands of miles, there is no way to hide from the demon formation.”

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks present were refreshed.

What they are worried about is not that these altars of the demons are hidden. The Eastern Continent is so big and there are so many mountains and mountains that it is so easy to find. It is not a lot more convenient to find a way to find it.

For a moment, the expressions on everyone's faces were filled with uncontrollable joy.

However, the white-browed old man smiled slightly, and when everyone was happy, he dropped a heavy message without changing his face, "It's too early for everyone to be happy. If it's just like this, how can you call me Donglu Zhen Master Fa?"

The monks were startled, and they cast their eyes on the white-browed old man who was a traitor.

"The altar of the demon race is to transmit the demon cultivators of the demon race to our Eastern Continent. What if we reverse this formation?" The white-browed old man squeezed his snow-white beard slightly. The light that comes out.

　Hee hee hee~~~ The thief secretly covered his mouth and smiled without saying a word, did any book friends guess it?When writing the altar, I dug a hole without saying a word, hehehe, steal the house and steal the house!You thought it was the back door of my house, but it actually belongs to yours!And the thieves dug a hole without saying a word!What's the point of stealing a home! (Is it a spoiler? It shouldn’t be, not to mention smart book friends can definitely guess it! Serious face)
　　
　
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