While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 13, Help, there is a ghost in Lingxian Sect! !

The greatest function of the enigma formation is that it can see through the inner secrets of trapped monks at a glance, and then generate corresponding illusions, allowing the monks to face the test and make choices.

And this is just the basic operation of the Lost Formation.

After recognizing that the trapped monks are familiar with each other, the Lost Formation will superimpose the illusion, making the trapped monks mistakenly think that the other party is an illusion.

Then the secrets or desires in the monk's heart are amplified, so that the trapped people fight each other and kill each other quickly, achieving the ultimate goal of the prey killing each other.

The spirit and flesh of the dead monks will turn into the vitality that nourishes the formation, making this hunt a perfect closed loop.

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  A group of twelve people from the Xianzhen sect, like Calabash Boy trying to save his master, got stuck in the formation and couldn't get out.

Song Zhi, who was already stupid at this operation, didn't notice, but he didn't expect that something even more stupid was coming.

Song Zhi never expected that Gao Wuya, the elegant Jindan elder of the Xianzhen sect, would be there when he saw the immortal style.

He actually cuckolded his senior brother, the leader of the Xianzhen Sect, Yu Heng Zhenren, with his own hands.

In the past twenty years, Gao Wuya not only maintained a romantic relationship with Xiao Yushan, the wife of the head of the family, but he and Xiao Yushan also gave birth to a child.

This child is the beloved son of Master Yu Heng, Duan Xingci.

Xiao Yushan, who seemed to have a deep love for Yu Heng, also revealed the truth in the illusion, saying that the reason why she married Yu Heng was because she also maintained a lover relationship with Gao Wuya.

In fact, it was not out of love, but following the arrangements of her mother, Lord Hanguang, and deliberately entering the chess game with her own body to sow discord between Yu Heng and Gao Wuya's fellow apprentices.

In this way, she can decipher the Xianzhen Sect's ancestral secret method of fighting enemies, and help her mother Hanguang Zhenjun enter the Xianzhen Sect's secret place to explore opportunities for advancement.

When the secret of the elders' horse-catching was exposed, the cuckold product Duan Xingci was also on the scene. He couldn't stand the stimulation at that time and beat up the four surviving low-level disciples.

The inner secrets of these disciples were amplified by the formation, and they couldn't bear it for a while, so they revealed their true feelings and explained their jealousy and dissatisfaction towards Duan Xingci.

It was these heart-wrenching words that brought out the devil in Duan Xingci's heart.

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  When Song Zhiyu Jian came down the mountain and stood at the gate of Lingxian Sect, Duan Xingci was in a frenzy of emotion in the formation and just happened to kill the last low-level disciple.

He looked up at Master Yu Heng's disciple Wei Yang, and raised the purple sledgehammer in his hand towards the slumped fellow disciple.

"Wei Yang, it's your turn."

"I know your and my dad's secret."

"Hahaha, mother, don't you know that your good disciple Wei Yang, who you have always treated as your own son, is actually the biological son secretly born to my father and his old lover!"

……

Looking at the formation, various secrets were revealed that caused the rift between husband and wife, the hatred between father and son, the breakup of friendship between senior brothers, and the life-or-death showdown between half-brothers.

Song Zhi curled his lips indifferently.

In fact, the greatest evil in the world is not the demons in the Northern Territory, but human nature where desires and desires are intertwined.

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  Seeing that several main members of the Xianzhen sect in the formation were overwhelmed by hatred and jealousy, they started a melee mode.

Song Zhi gathered his mind, stood up, and prepared to rush inside.

These people from the Xianzhen Sect must not die. If they died, who would she ask for the spiritual stone?
  Dead people are only useful in battle, but they are of no value to her!
  Just when Song Zhi was about to step into the formation, a bright red figure suddenly emerged from her side.

The shadow was relatively blurry at first, but as the shadow's words became denser and denser, the figure of the female cultivator became clearer and clearer.

"Oh, it's great, I finally caught up."

"Let me see, how far has this show gone?"

"Oh, it's been a full-scale outbreak. Have the main personnel been confronted face to face?"

"Hehe, Auntie, I have to take a good look at such a wonderful show!"

"Huh? Has the flat-chested little girl in seclusion on the mountain come out of seclusion?"         "Well, the foundation building has been completed. This cultivation speed is worthy of the qualifications for the best water spirit root, but I am still a little short of catching up with my aunt."

"I think back then, auntie, I was... Huh? What qualifications did I have before? Damn it, why can't I remember it again?"

When Song Zhi turned around with a horrified look on his face, the red shadow had transformed into a magnificent beauty in palace attire.

It's the kind of beauty and charm that you can't help but indulge in once you take a look at it.

Even in the world of cultivation where there are as many beauties as dogs, this woman's appearance and temperament are rare and unique in the world.

"You, who are you?"

Smelling the sweet fragrance blowing in front of her, Song Zhi asked dizzy.

At this moment, all she could see in her eyes and heart was the beauty in palace attire in front of her.

She even had the magical idea that she would be happy to die for a beauty.

emmm, something’s not quite right!
  It's okay to appreciate beauty, but let her die for beauty...

No, her orientation is male!
  And inexplicably, why did she want to die? Go crazy, Song Zhi!

A infiltrating cool feeling emerged from the Dantian and quickly hit Song Zhi's brain.

Song Zhi felt that his dazed consciousness suddenly became sober.

She shook her head hard and looked carefully, and she happened to meet the watery brown eyes of the woman in palace attire.

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  Song Zhi: "Uh..."

Shen Jiao: "Well, little girl, you can see me, right?!"

As the staring time lengthened, Shen Jiao's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

Her tone suddenly became excited, exuding compelling enthusiasm, and she moved towards Song Zhi in a flash.

Song Zhi: "..."

You can accept posts from beautiful sisters, but you can’t accept posts from beautiful sisters with sharp sword intent!
  "I'm blind, I can't see anything."

Clearly sensing the huge coercion and fierce sword intent of the beauty in palace attire, Song Zhi immediately ignored anything else and replied casually before rushing into the lost formation.

Help!

This boss came from nowhere!
  When he arrived at the Lingxian Sect, Zhao Muyang never said that such a powerful beauty lived in the sect.

If he is not a member of the Lingxian Sect, but comes from outside.

That's even scarier!

After all, during the period of her seclusion, the tracking formation never captured any trace of this woman.

As for the enigmatic formation, even Mahayana monks can block trapped beings.

Could it be that the cultivation level of this palace-dressed beauty has far surpassed that of Mahayana?
  Beyond Mahayana is ascension.

Hiss, is this a living female fairy?
  Song Zhi stood in the formation and couldn't help but look back.

Her original intention was to confirm her inner speculation, but when she turned around, the beauty in palace clothes who had been so enthusiastic about her just now and said she was a flat-chested little girl had disappeared.

Next to the white jade column at the entrance of Lingxian Sect, there was nothing but the passing mountain breeze.

"Just now, was it my imagination?"

Could it be possible that the Mysterious Formation would also affect her mind as the holder?
  (End of this chapter)