Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 325: Constellation Formation, Memory Confusion

The night is very quiet.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

Even the night watchman who usually kept watch on night shifts did not go out tonight, which was a rare occurrence.

As the four gates of the inner city of Shangjing were completely closed, raging flames shot up into the sky.

All of a sudden, countless warriors appeared in the entire Shangjing City. Even the weakest ones were in the early stage of the third level.

These warriors in black Taoist robes were originally ordinary people in Shangjing City, but overnight they turned into martial arts masters.

The deafening sound of fighting completely shrouded the entire Shangjing City in an intense fear.

A cold light streaks across the night sky, and this night is destined to be a sleepless one.

The people of Dayang, hiding in their homes, blew out the lights and candles in their houses, shivered, and prayed that the war would end soon.

Fang Xuan walked and searched in the Golden Throne Hall for a long time, but still did not find any formation or secret passage leading into the interior.

"Hmm? Did I run into a ghost wall?" Fang Xuan was surprised and turned to look at Xiang Jie: "Brother Xiang, you are here too!"

Xiang Jie frowned slightly, stared at Fang Xuan for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, didn't I tell you to stay in the Martial Temple? What are you doing here? Go back now!"

After hearing what Xiang Jie said, Fang Xuan stopped in his tracks and wondered, “Yeah, what am I doing here?
Brother Xiang, what are you doing here? Is there a new mission in Wumiao?"

The two of them looked at each other, and in just a breath, their faces changed drastically.

There is a gap in their memory!

"Brother Fang, look! There are words on that stone pillar!"

Hearing Xiang Jie's reminder, Fang Xuan subconsciously turned his head and saw that on the golden stone pillar closest to him, there were actually densely packed small characters engraved.

"Brother Xiang said that this place has a formation that affects memory. This formation is very strange. The goal of this trip is to go deep into the palace to prevent others from plundering Long Yun."

The two looked at the small words, and Xiang Jie said seriously: "Brother Fang, this is your handwriting."

Fang Xuan's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know when I took the opportunity to do this, which means we don't know how long we have been trapped here!"

Xiang Jie looked down at the six inexplicable scars on his arm. They were cut by some sharp weapon and were arranged neatly. Suddenly, a creepy feeling swept over him.

"Let's leave here first and find the center of the formation. As long as we find the center of the formation, we can get out!" The two rushed around anxiously.

Not long after, Fang Xuan saw familiar small words on a golden stone pillar next to him: "The center of the formation is nearby, nearby. Don't be impatient now. You must not be impatient. You have been trapped here for half an hour!"

These words made Fang Xuan feel as if he was trapped in an unknown fear. His memory disorder became more and more obvious, and even what happened a few minutes ago began to be misplaced.

Just at this moment, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly came.

Relying on his rich combat experience, Fang Xuan dodged and heard a sonic boom passing by his ears.

"boom!!!"

A silver spear whizzed past, piercing through several golden pillars in an instant, splashing up a cloud of golden mist and dust, and the momentum was reduced.

"Brother Xiang, it's me!"

Then, seeing Xiang Jie with bloodshot eyes rushing towards him with overwhelming momentum, as if he wanted to eat him alive, Fang Xuan quickly opened his mouth to stop him.

After the other party stopped in front of him, Fang Xuan also noticed that he was already injured. There were dense scars on his chest and thighs, and scarlet blood was constantly oozing out of them.

Just when Fang Xuan was puzzled, he suddenly found that Mo Yuan had been unsheathed at some point, with a trace of residual blood on it.

I hurt Xiang Jie!
Fang Xuan suddenly felt that something was wrong. If he continued to stay in the Golden Palace, he and Xiang Jie might die in this place.

After carving some words on the golden pillar next to him, Fang Xuan began to continue searching in the Golden Palace.

During this period, several golden pillars in the entire Golden Throne Hall collapsed.

"No, none!"

"The center of the formation is not within this golden palace!"

"Underground, it must be underground!"

As time passed, Fang Xuan's calm heart gradually became anxious, and injuries began to appear on his body.

Returning to a golden pillar, Fang Xuan looked at the familiar small words on it with a solemn expression. He tightly grasped Mo Yuan and slashed at the ground with force.

Gold is precious, but within Kyushu, there are many ores that are much harder than gold, not to mention Mo Yuan forged with dragon scales.

Along with a faint dragon roar, the entire ground of the golden palace was cut into a crack like tofu.

Fang Xuan hurriedly destroyed the gold bricks on the ground, but did not find anything related to the formation on the ground.

Without saying a word, Fang Xuan took a fierce step forward, and his body flew into the sky like a flame.

As dense sword energy quickly condensed and swept towards the sky above the Golden Palace, countless huge gold nuggets were instantly cut off from the entire Golden Palace. As the gold nuggets fell to the ground, a huge network of light intertwined above the Golden Palace. At the center of the interweaving light was a silkworm the size of a human, emitting a bluish-white light all over its body.

Fang Xuan stabbed the silkworm with his sword. A beam of sword light shot out instantly and the silkworm was torn into pieces by the sword energy in an instant.

As the silkworm was killed, the strange aura emanating from the entire Golden Throne Hall completely disappeared at this moment, and the light net above the head slowly lost its light.

"Hu~~"

Fang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xiang Jie who had walked up to his side. The other party's eyes were no longer bloodshot and he had not entered a combat state. He knew that the crisis in front of him was resolved.

"So this is it! No wonder this formation is so powerful!"

Xiang Jie looked at the pile of corpses of strange creatures on the ground and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Fang Xuan also took a small step forward and asked doubtfully: "Brother Xiang, do you know this thing?"

Xiang Jie nodded, "This thing is called Zhuo Ying. It was originally a dead fetus that died in the womb. It can be refined into this appearance using a special method. It is a very ancient method."

Afterwards, Xiang Jie explained the refining process in detail, and Fang Xuan shook his head after listening.

In order to practice, some warriors are willing to give up everything and become inhuman creatures.

What is the use of the immortality gained through such practice?

Fang Xuan sighed inexplicably in his heart, raised his head and looked carefully at the formation above his head.

This formation is in line with the stars, and the center of the formation will change at any time with the changes of the stars. I have heard Pei Qian mention it before, but I didn’t expect to encounter it in the Dayang Palace.

In order to prevent him from encountering this kind of formation again in the future, Fang Xuan also briefly explained to Xiang Jie the method of finding the eye of the formation.

"Oops, I forgot something!"

Suddenly, Xiang Jie slapped his forehead and walked quickly towards the bottom of the Golden Palace.

Because Fang Xuan had destroyed the Golden Palace while searching for the center of the formation, after the formation was broken, the passage leading to the underground appeared completely in front of the two.

The passage is very wide, and there is a candle lamp every ten meters on the stone walls on both sides, burning special lamp oil that can last for a thousand years.

Xiang Jie walked in front, holding a small dagger in his hand, and looked at his arm every once in a while.

I discussed this with Fang Xuan when I came in. This was done to avoid being inexplicably trapped in the formation again.

Perhaps the person who set up the formation thought that no one could break the formation in the Golden Throne Hall, so after entering the passage, there was a smooth journey all the way.

In this way, Fang Xuan and Xiang Jie walked one after the other along the passage. When they came to a high wall, a faint buzzing sound came from inside.

"Is someone chanting?" Fang Xuan quietly opened the red royal pupil and was surprised to find that he could only see a range of about ten meters around him.

In this underground passage, even his own pupil skills were restricted.

"Never mind, let's go in first!"

Xiang Jie threw a gun at the high wall, and suddenly a huge hole was pierced through the seemingly indestructible wall.

Simple and crude, extremely efficient!

When Fang Xuan and Xiang Jie passed through the high wall one after another, they found themselves in an extremely large space with dim light. What attracted them most was a huge eyeball suspended in the air.

In the eyeball was a deep blue five-pointed star pupil, which was constantly rotating under a cloud of fairy-like mist.

Around the eyeball is a huge light array, and above the array there are hexagrams running.

The art of divination is also a branch of the Xuanmen school. I've heard Pei Qian mention it before. It can help one get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven through some special things.

Of course, because this kind of thing involves revealing the secrets of heaven, people who practice this method generally cannot live long. Therefore, compared to the formations in the Xuanmen, the sects that are proficient in the art of calculation gradually disappeared from the map of Jiuzhou.

However, after seeing these hexagrams, Fang Xuan knew that perhaps those people had not disappeared, but had just gone into seclusion.

The entire space was filled with the sound of chanting. In this huge array of light, there was an old monk sitting in each of the nine directions, and the noisy sounds of chanting were made by them.

"Brother Xiang, what is this eye? What secrets does the Dayang Palace hide?"

"What is the purpose of our trip? To stop them?"

Fang Xuan knew that these people were probably performing some kind of ritual, which seemed to have not been completed yet. If he wanted to stop it, now was the chance.

However, Fang Xuan's question did not receive an answer. When he turned around, he found Xiang Jie holding his head and shaking it in pain.

"Brother Xiang! What's wrong with you?"

Fang Xuan was shocked and quickly pulled Xiang Jie out of this strange space. He wrapped his fingertips with strong energy and quickly pointed at Xiang Jie's Tinggong, Taixi, Yongquan, Fengshi and Fengchixia acupoints. As the strong energy surged in these five acupoints, Xiang Jie finally woke up.

After his vision became clear, Xiang Jie hurriedly said, "Don't listen to their chanting, it will drag us into the Buddha realm!"

(End of this chapter)