The sun was setting, and the sky was full of stars.

The hour of Chou was approaching.

Every five hundred feet around the Spiritual Medicine Garden, there was a five-foot-high watchtower, on which there were Qi-refining monks on duty, but as time went on, they could not help but doze off and became a little listless.

After all, the difference between the Qi-refining stage and mortals is not that big, and they also need to eat, drink and rest to maintain their energy.

These Qi-refining monks half-closed their eyes and glanced around from time to time.

At some point, dark clouds floated above the sky, and in the clouds were hiding powerful foundation-building monks.

Feng Jingyu whispered to the two thin monks beside him.

"Brothers of the Bai family, it's up to you!"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Feng, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the methods of our Bai family in this regard."

The two thin monks immediately smiled and agreed.

After the two looked at each other, they slapped the storage bags on their waists, and a green gourd about the size of a foot flew out, with the word "illusion" engraved on the gourd.

Without further ado, the two closed their eyes slightly, held the gourd with their left hands, pointed their right hands upwards, and chanted to cast a spell on the gourd.

After waiting for a few breaths, the green gourd responded, and it trembled slightly with a "buzzing" sound.

The two gently pulled open the stopper, put two fingers of their right hands together and pointed them towards the gourd mouth, muttering in a low voice.

"Green illusion infinite light, the hole shines on the moon in the pool."

"Mirror flowers and water moon, appear!"

As the spell was injected into the gourd, the gourd shook gently, and streams of green mist floated out from it.

Scattered with the wind, it flew higher and higher, gradually arriving at a position several dozen feet above the spiritual medicine garden.

The light green mist floated in the air, and it was impossible to detect it without a careful scan with spiritual consciousness.

The speed of the magic formula in the mouths of the two people became faster and faster, and then they pointed at the sky one after another.

"Swish!" Two green rays quickly flew into the sky, and the light green mist rolled.

Suddenly it changed and turned into a double-sided mirror, rippling some green ripples. After flashing a few times, this fog mirror reflected the night sky scene above.

But it was different. At this moment, nearly 30 foundation-building cultivators were all between this mirror and the night sky. They could look down and see the scene of the spiritual medicine garden.

But looking up from the bottom, there was no trace at all. Unless you fly up to touch it in person, you will find that this night sky picture is fake.

The two of them also have some background. The Bai family was also a famous Jindan family a hundred years ago. Unfortunately, due to an accident, the family lost the Jindan ancestor and quickly declined.

And these two brothers are the descendants of the Bai family with the highest cultivation level. The Bai family is good at illusions. In order to obtain cultivation resources, they were pulled into this team by Feng Jingyu.

"Okay, okay, the Bai family's illusions are indeed exquisite. Fellow Taoists, get started!"

As he spoke, nearly thirty foundation-building cultivators took action one after another. They looked solemn and stood in the air in various directions.

With their eyes slightly closed, they took out a special red talisman, chanted something in their mouths, and the spiritual power in their palms flowed into the talisman and activated it.

Gradually, a red light appeared on the talisman, and then everyone threw it together, "Swish, swish, swish!" Suddenly, red lights rose one after another.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Instead, a huge red cloud gathered in the sky hundreds of feet high, and it was filled with a great deal of fire spiritual power.

The protective formation of the Song family's spiritual medicine garden was at the level of the third-order Jindan. If ordinary means were used, it would be very troublesome, and it was very likely that by the time it was broken, the Song family's Jindan ancestors would come to support it.

For this reason, they specially prepared some spiritual talismans, all of which were second-order spiritual talismans of the Fire Rain Technique.

And it condensed a lot of spiritual power. A Fire Rain Talisman could summon hundreds of fireballs. The Fire Rain Technique performed by thirty foundation-building monks, when gathered together, was extraordinary.

It could reach tens of thousands, and it would bombard continuously for a long time.

Soon the clouds in the sky became larger and redder, and head-sized fireballs emerged from them.

Wisps of scorching breath also spread.

......

In the spiritual medicine garden below, on the watchtower, two Song family Qi-refining monks occasionally chatted to avoid being distracted.

One of the young monks looked up at the sky and felt something was wrong.

He blinked and looked carefully for a few times before turning his head and asking the man next to him:

said.

"Seventh Brother, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the night sky today? Why is there a red glow flashing? I'm afraid I've been standing guard for too long recently and have hallucinations."

"Is that so?"

The man called Seventh Brother also looked up at the sky and blinked his eyes, but he didn't see anything wrong.

I just felt that the night sky tonight was particularly... particularly close... as if it was not far above my head.

He rubbed his eyes, stood up straight, and looked again with concentration, and also felt a little strange.

"Third brother, why don't we report to Uncle Five and ask him to check it out. There is indeed something wrong."

"Okay, you go find Uncle Five, I'll continue to stand guard here."

Seventh Brother nodded, pinched his magic formula, and a blue cloud appeared. He immediately jumped up and flew towards the attic next to him.

......

In the air, the two brothers of the Bai family looked a little anxious, and spoke to Feng Jingyu.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, this fire rain technique stirs up too much spiritual energy. The phantom mirror below is affected and can't hold on." Feng Jingyu heard this and said helplessly. "Hold on a little longer, it will be done soon!" At this time, in the sky, a group of red spiritual clouds covering hundreds of feet were emitting terrifying high temperatures. Countless fireballs rolled in the clouds, gurgling with fiery red bubbles, which showed how magnificent the gathered fire spiritual energy was. The Bai brothers took the gourd and desperately urged it to spray mist out to make up for the phantom mirror, but they couldn't resist the influence of such a strong spiritual power fluctuation. The eldest brother of the Bai family looked at him and spoke in a hurry. "No, it's too late. In ten more breaths, the phantom mirror will be broken." "Nine breaths... eight breaths... seven breaths..." Below, a middle-aged male cultivator with yellowish skin was flying towards the sky above the spiritual medicine garden with a Qi-refining cultivator on a cloud. "Uncle Wu, the night sky is a little strange tonight. I'm worried that something might happen, so I asked you to come and see it in person."

The yellow-faced man flew a few dozen feet on the cloud, and when he sent out his spiritual sense, he found something strange.

At a height of several dozen feet above, something blocked his spiritual sense from entering.

He frowned, stretched out his hand and pinched the magic formula, and a series of wind blades about a foot long emerged beside him.

The yellow-faced man's eyes condensed, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Go!"

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