Chapter 803 Changing the Destiny of the World

The seven friends of Huawai were all people who kept their word. Now that they had conceded defeat, they didn't say anything more. They went back, packed their luggage, and came to this little fairyland to join Fang Yuan, Venerable Master Xuanming and others.

Lord Xuanming looked at this small fairyland, sighed, and then destroyed the formation. From the three surrounding mountains, dragon-shaped thorns were pulled out. The moment the three thorns flew out, a rolling cold wave rushed in from outside the valley, and the mountains and waters in the valley were sealed inch by inch by ice.

"Let's go!"

A huge dharma boat rose into the sky, it was also specially made, it used many formation patterns, it was a bit stronger than Mr. Tianji's carriage, and the six friends from all over the world entered the dharma boat, and followed Mr. Tianji's carriage, driving all the way in the direction of Kyushu.

"Well, the old man has entered the snowfield three times in order to invite Lord Xuanming to come out of the mountain. Even the old man took the Dao name as a secret to motivate him to come out of the mountain and compete with me. But this old man doesn't pay attention to me. After going back and forth, I no longer have any thoughts, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was Fang Xiaoyou who used this method to force a few of them out..."

In the carriage, Mr. Tianji looked at the Fazhou half hidden in the wind and snow behind him, feeling a little emotional.

"Senior Tianji, I just want to ask for advice. Are there many such aliens?"

Fang Yuan thought for a long time and asked a question.

Mr. Tianji was startled for a moment, but he stopped hiding, and said: "In this world, there are people who work hard, and naturally there are also some idle wild cranes. Fang Xiaoyou, I know you are not old, but you are warm-hearted and dare to take up the responsibility of justice, but the things in this world can't be explained clearly in one sentence. Even the old man, I just know that there are actually some old monsters in this world who survived the last kalpa. They are either mysterious or lazy. Who can persecute them?"

Fang Yuan was silent for a while, and said, "How many?"

Mr. Tianji smiled bitterly, and said: "You should know that there are four halls under the imperial court of Xianmeng. Among them, Guanjingtang has a duty to find these hidden old monsters. They may live in the mountains, hide in the sky, or just hide in the bustling city. In this world, I'm going to tremble a little..."

Hearing these words, Fang Yuan couldn't help frowning.

Mr. Tianji smiled wryly, patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder, and sighed: "Little friend Fang, I know you don't like these people, but you have to learn to accept their existence. Now that you have risen in the world, you will naturally come into contact with more secrets. These secrets may not be your favorite and make you angry, but you must control your killing intent, and don't hurt your heart..."

Hearing Mr. Tianji's words, Fang Yuan knew that he was alluding to the fact that he beheaded Old Man Longjian with his sword at that time, so he couldn't say it clearly, but he was secretly persuading him, so he nodded and said: "Since I practiced so far, this junior has already learned to face all these things. Knowing that the world's people are not old, and there are so many dirty things, you can still not forget your original intention and not violate your original intention. This is called the true Dao heart."

Mr. Tianji was slightly taken aback, but gave Fang Yuan a serious look.

"But sooner or later I'll still go find them!"

Fang Yuan smiled, and continued: "It is said that people have their own ambitions, but when it comes to the critical moment, why can't they take care of these things? Different ways don't conspire with each other, and the way is against each other. As long as it is beneficial to the world, it doesn't matter if I am a bad person..."

Looking at Fang Yuan's earnest appearance, Mr. Tianji was a little worried, and said: "The way of a sage, after all, is still..."

Fang Yuan directly interrupted him, saying: "This junior just wants to accomplish something, not become a saint!"

Mr. Tianji was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly.

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The carriage led the way, all the way to the south.

After passing the ninth snow line, Fang Yuan thought about whether he wanted to see Jin Hanxue, but in the end he didn't make a detour.

Now that I am short of time, I should focus on the overall situation.

In this way, after more than half a month in the snow field, they finally entered Xuezhou. Without the extremely fierce snowstorm, the cultivators also increased their speed, and traveled all the way to Zhongzhou. After another month of hard work, they were close to the East China Sea.

Yilou, one of the seven holy places in the world, is located on the bank of the East China Sea.

Compared with the reputation of Yilou, which is the most famous in the world, this place really looks a bit shabby. It's just a piece of fairy mountain near the East China Sea. There are some ancient small buildings everywhere, unlike ordinary sects with so many fairy traces. The most common ones here are some slovenly old men, and flower deer roaming the mountains and plains, and there are very few flowers and plants.

People in Yilou like pines, cypresses and other trees the most, but they are planted all over the mountains and plains.

"Little friend Fang Yuan, you are finally here..."

When Fang Yuan and the others arrived at Yilou, there were already people waiting here at the foot of the mountain. There was no extravagance of other orthodox or holy places. The only people waiting for Fang Yuan at the foot of the mountain were an old man with silver beard and hair who couldn't tell how old he really was. There was also a sage of the Celestial Alliance who was wearing a blue robe and had an iron ruler hanging around his waist. He brought two children and waited at the foot of the mountain.

"Meet the two seniors!"

Fang Yuan bowed to Saint Jingtian and the silver-haired old man. He was familiar with Saint Jingtian, and the old man with silver beard and hair had also met him before. When he was at the South China Sea Red Sky Association, he had been enlightened by this old man.

At that time, Fang Yuan asked Luo Feiling the identity of the old man, and knew that he was the nameless old man of Yi Lou.

A thousand years ago, the then owner of Yilou led the ten elders of Yilou to Kunlun Mountain to deduce the secret of crossing the catastrophe. As a result, something happened in Kunlun Mountain.

In that situation, a nameless old man who usually doesn’t show his face and only knows his seniority is scary. He has lived in Yilou for countless years, and even among Yilou’s disciples, almost no one remembers his name.

Although he tried his best to turn the tide at that time, he did not become the master of Yilou. Even now, he still does not inherit the title of master of Yilou.

"Fang Xiaoyou, your path is becoming more and more stable. The juniors in the world should be led by you!"

The nameless old man accepted Fang Yuan's salute calmly, smiled and patted Fang Yuan's shoulder lightly.

Fang Yuan got up and accepted the old man's approval.

The sage Jingtian next to him looked back with a smile and saw Venerable Xuanming descending from the dharma boat. He immediately smiled wrinkled his face, and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Xuanming, don't you say that your formation is unparalleled in the world? How did you hear that you lost?"

The Lord Xuanming's face was gloomy. He lost to Fang Yuan's subordinates, so he could not gain prestige in front of Fang Yuan, but he didn't have a good look at the sage Jingtian. He sneered and said, "Whether I lose or not, what does it have to do with you? Among the three great nine-pattern formation masters in the world, your name is the most watery. Fortunately, the old man Tianji led Yilou formation master and spent a thousand years deriving the Nine Heavens Perfect Circle Formation. Measuring the numbers and making the eight trigrams and scriptures are all very useful things, and what about you? Apart from using the array to get the title of a saint in the Immortal League, what other achievements do you have?"

The sage Jingtian said with embarrassment: "Ahem, I'll just say hello, why are you so angry!"

The saint Xuanming felt a little refreshed, the haze in his heart was swept away along the way, his demeanor returned again, he turned to the red-clothed boy and said, "Hongyu, take the junior sisters and younger brothers to move things down, as a teacher, you are the best in the world..." After taking a look at Fang Yuan, he was embarrassed to say it directly, and changed his tone: "...One of the top formation masters in the world came to Yilou to help. Ten cooks came to serve..."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and swaggered into the mountains with a few old friends, even the nameless old man ignored him.

"The formation master's shelf is indeed the biggest!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Although I have learned a certain amount of formation, but this air, I have never been able to learn it..."

"Fang Xiaoyou, you are so capable. You have invited Xuan Ming here. This time, we will surely succeed!"

The sage Jingtian was scolded with blood all over his face, and he couldn't hold back, so he came to Fang Yuan's side and smiled to resolve the embarrassment.

Fang Yuan, the sage Jingtian and the unknown old man walked slowly towards the building Yi.

Entering the mountains, you can only see layers of circles. Between each layer of mountains, you can see countless small buildings hidden in the mountains. This is Yilou's long-standing rule. Only those who have learned the truth in Yilou, or have made great contributions, can leave a small building. After this expert goes, what he has learned in his life will stay in the building, waiting for future generations to inherit his theory and inheritance...

Walking layer by layer, passing through the cliffs and cloud stacks, Fang Yuan and the others reached the innermost layer of the mountains, only to see a large white jade platform with a radius of tens of miles, and four small buildings erected around the platform.

On this white jade platform, jade tables lay horizontally, calculations were piled up, and all kinds of formation materials were piled up like a mountain. There were already tens of thousands of formation masters rushing to carry the formation materials.

They naturally heard about Fang Yuan's deeds all the time, and all kinds of strange things spread widely.

But now, it is such a legendary little strange person who wants to lead himself and others to develop an unprecedented formation and change the fate of this world. Once the formation is completed, they will also leave their names in history. How can Fang Yuan not admire or be fanatical?

The sage Jingtian smiled and said: "Little friend Fang, I brought your letter half a year ago. Since then, Yilou has been preparing everything needed for this deduction. Now this white jade platform is transformed by borrowing a fairy treasure from Langya Pavilion, just to let these formation masters have a place to go. He is a great formation master with real skills and knowledge, and he is ready to be punished!"

Mr. Tianji said: "You said earlier that you would use the method of four phases to deduce, so these four small buildings were also built temporarily. You and I, Jingtian and Xuanming each live on the first floor, and the Seven-Star Terrace has been prepared. Whichever small building you want to live in, the Seven-Star Terrace will be placed there!"

Seeing this spectacular scene, Fang Yuan was not only a little emotional.

The white jade is the platform, the seven stars are the seats, commanding 18,000 formations, deriving the law to change the fate of the world.

Even with his temperament, he felt a little...

……pride!