Chapter 579 The Disappeared Corpse Monk, Formation, Formation, It’s His Fucking Formation!

Shen Lian felt that Yuxuzi and the like were still too far away from him. He was more pragmatic and started with the Taoist friends in the Corpse Transmutation Realm.

As a person who made a decision that went against his ancestors, if he could not take this opportunity to get some resources, he would be a bit sorry for his ancestors.

According to the memory comparison of the two monks in the Corpse Transmutation Realm, this time the Corpse Transmutation Realm sent almost 70% of the monks who sneaked into the Immortal Spirit Realm to the Yuxu Immortal Realm.

These two guys were temporarily transferred to the Cangtian Realm this time. The semi-immortals who obeyed their orders before did not come. After they arrived, they obeyed a monk named Qiu Xuan.

Shen Lian also understood that the Corpse Transmutation Realm made such a big fuss, and there must be Mahayana monks following these Yujing monks, and even semi-immortal monks sitting in secret.

If you want to make a small move in front of these monks, you must be cautious.

In addition, the skin of a Taoist cultivator must not be lost, and it must be firmly on yourself.

Next, apart from using the space rules to escape, no spells of any attributes were used, and all actions were performed with formations.

Looking at the fairy world, only Yuxu Fairyland has the final right to interpret the formation.

The batch of formations that were refined when I was free before finally came in handy.

…

Lower Cangtian Realm, Wanhua Immortal Sect.

Unlike Yushui Immortal Sect, the Wanhua inheritance has not been interrupted for tens of millions of years, and the sect is no longer a few big cats and small cats, but a full fifteen.

At this moment, in a valley in the spiritual land of Wanhua Immortal Sect, a figure full of fairy spirit appeared, but his body was embedded between the cracked boulders and looked out, which looked quite wretched.

Standing in the crack of the boulder, Shen Lian's eyes were like divine eyes, observing the void in all directions, sensing the changes in space and gravity in the nearby area.

Now that the scale of the Corpse Slough Realm's actions has been understood, it is a bit difficult to locate them with clones as before, after all, he does not have so many clones.

At this time, Shen Lian was dressed very fairy-like, wearing a dragon robe with eight trigrams fairy patterns, seven-star moon-stepping colorful boots, a yin-yang double fish crown on his head, and two ribbons covered with array patterns hanging from his ears.

Of course, none of this is important. What is important is that a covered colorful stone is embedded on the top of the yin-yang double fish crown.

It was the immortal burial stone of Brother Wuxing Xian, which he borrowed from Pei Tianlan's head.

He and Brother Wuxing Xian were acquainted with each other, but it was a pity that there was only one piece of Five Elements Fairy Stone, which was a bit insufficient. It would be better if he could get another one in the future.

Without the Five Elements Fairy Stone to block the deduction, Shen Lian would not dare to jump out.

The lines in the vast void were reflected in his eyes, and the phantoms flying in the nearby void were all in sight, and these phantoms were quickly excluded by him.

Even if you can use the dual sense of space and gravity, it is not so easy to find the whereabouts of the corpse-sloughing world cultivators in the vast void. This is purely a hard job.

Seeing that there is no suitable target in this area, Shen Lian directly changes the area.

The area division controlled by Yuxu Fairyland is different from Haotian Realm. It is divided into regions based on the sects recorded in the Yuxu Fairy Alliance.

More than 4,000 large and small sects divide the territory of Yuxu Fairyland into scattered areas. In addition, there are many scattered places where no sects exist.

Shen Lian is also wandering around the area of ​​a sect. He has set a clear goal for himself. This time, he just needs to get ten Yujing monks from the corpse-sloughing world.

As long as the goal is achieved, he will withdraw immediately.

Of course, if there is any special situation, he will run away directly.

Just when Shen Lian was about to leave the territory of Wanhua Xianzong, he finally sensed the outline of a Yujing-level cultivator in the northeast corner of this sect area.

Looking for traces, he has gotten rid of the way of tracking by breath, and directly looks at the contour arc pressed out by the cultivator in the space. Even if it is a Mahayana cultivator, as long as he floats through the space, the points, lines and surfaces that make up the space will also have amplitude.

After noticing the target, Shen Lian took action directly.

…

Yue Yan, who had just come out of Luohui Small Fairy City, suddenly felt a shudder. She subconsciously looked around and felt something strange, and then quickly fled into the distance.

The speed of the Yujing Patriarch was faster than lightning, crossing the sky and disappearing in the sky in an instant.

Then, she sensed that there was a faint breath chasing behind her.

But when her mind swept to the back, she found that it was directly absorbed by a sticky energy, and she was a little panicked.

In the vast void behind, Shen Lian, who turned into a fairy light, hid himself in the space fluctuations, watched the female Taoist friend in front of her crash into the illusion formation prepared in advance, and then snapped his fingers.

‘Kaka! ’

Instantly, the void in front of him seemed to collapse, and half of the sky and the mountains and rivers below were broken into pieces.

Then, the five-colored runes that penetrated the sky and the earth illuminated the sky, forming a series of five-colored pillars that propped up the collapsed half of the sky.

“Formation!”

At this moment, Yue Yan was shocked. His natal spirit treasure was just summoned and was submerged by the overwhelming five-colored sky thunder.

“Eighth-level Five Elements Immortal Thunder!”

“Eighth-level Array Master!”

With only a few thoughts in his mind, Yue Yan felt that his body was like a deflated blood ball, and thick blood and energy gushed out of his body. He was beaten to pieces.

In the outside world, a white hand stretched out from the broken void, gently pinching the half-collapsed sky, and then the colorful runes connected the sky and the earth, forming a huge ball of light, which quickly shrank into a walnut shape and fell into the palm.

"Grab it!"

In the broken space, Shen Lian glanced around, looking at the figures attracted by the sound from all directions, smiled lightly, and did not clean up the broken land left by the formation, turned around and disappeared calmly.

But when the body was completely immersed in the void, the whole person emerged with the power of space stained with black, and used his hands and feet like a dog paddling, running wildly towards the depths of the void.

When you go out, elegance is given by yourself, and your life is also your own. Shen Lian grasped it just right.

Streams of light came one after another, looking at the broken void, he did not dare to get close, after all, it has become a space ruin, and the monks who showed their bodies can only sigh at such a magnificent scene.

"The formation is too powerful, even more terrifying than the formation I saw in Wanhua Xianzong."

"There must be a Taoist senior fighting with someone."

...

"Hua La!"

Another cultivator from the Corpse World with the identity of the Immortal Spirit World was captured. Shen Lian paddled very far, spanning the range of two Yuxu Xianzong territories, and then stopped.

After sensing the jade crown on his head, there was no fluctuation of being spied on, and he began to pick up the captured female cultivator.

This woman is powerful, and her external identity is actually the elder of the top sect Ziyun Dongtian.

After all, the realm of Yujing Patriarch is there. Even if Shen Lian is now blessed by the rules of chaos, it is not easy to really plunder the soul of Yujing Patriarch, so he did not pursue the extreme.

First give a critical hit, and take advantage of the heavy damage to force the soul search directly, as much as you can find, then send them on their way quickly. As for the matter of extracting the origin of chaos, the dead Corpse World cultivators can also do it.

As for why he didn't trap them and slowly squeeze them out like before, it was mainly because Shen Lian was timid.

Facing Yue Yan, who was openly the elder of Ziyun Cave Heaven Yujing, Shen Lian directly wiped out his soul after searching his soul.

At the same time, in the core ancestral hall of Ziyun Cave Heaven, a purple statue shrouded in moonlight cracked into several pieces with a click, and such a movement immediately attracted the attention of the monks sitting in charge.

Is the ancestor of Yujing dead?

For Ziyun Cave Heaven, the loss of a ancestor of Yujing is also quite painful. This is the top-level Hedao, and the Mahayana can suppress one side without going out.

Soon, the elders of Ziyun Cave Heaven were awakened.

Sect Yujing fell, check!

...

Shen Lian didn't care what kind of clone Yue Yan was in the fairy world. In his opinion, as long as he was in the corpse world, he was the same.

"There are still seven to go."

Muttering in his heart, he started to hurry again.

This kind of thing must be done in a different place, so that people can't figure out his position. There are Mahayana monks coming to the Corpse Slaughter Realm, but there is not enough to have a Mahayana monk to protect Yujing.

Besides, the traces of the formation he left behind, any senior Hedao monk can sense the pressure emanating from it, and the Yujing monk must be able to sense that it is an eighth-level formation.

Looking at the entire fairy world, the formation is not prosperous, and the strongest formation master on the surface is Qianyuan, who is of the eighth-level lower grade.

And as the place where the formation is inherited, it is normal for Yuxu Fairyland to have another eighth-level formation.

In addition, the eighth-level formation corresponds to the Mahayana monk, and there is nothing wrong with this logic.

What does an eighth-level formation master of the Mahayana realm have to do with a small twelfth floor?

A twelfth floor cultivator can control the eighth-level formation, and it is a combination formation with explosive power. Can you believe it?

Anyway, Shen Lian doesn't believe it.

…

“Boom!”

Above the vast ocean, a series of colorful pillars of heaven pierced out from the depths of the ocean, and a group of turtles were also washed away.

The colorful pillars of heaven formed a series of star-like formations, which confined the void up and down into a formation domain. One of the phantoms exuding a strong smell of decay was being struck by the five-colored sky thunder, and black smoke was coming out of it.

“Eighth-level formation!”

The corpse-sloughing cultivator who was twitching all over his body had his eyes wide open, somewhat unbelievable.

He was just a Yujing, so why did he ask the Mahayana cultivator to take action?

He didn’t even notice it, and he just rushed in.

The scum of Yuxu Fairyland really didn’t care about immortal virtue.

Mastering the formation, finishing the run, Shen Lian skillfully used his own dog-paddling method to run wildly in the ocean of space.

"Six."

The Yujing monks in the Corpse Slaughter Realm are becoming easier and easier to catch. If it weren't for hiding his identity, he really wanted to go out and fight these little Yujing monks.

"I wonder who the next Taoist friend is."

Change places after a while, never drag your feet.

Even if Shen Lian has special means and can glimpse the outline of the monks' traces within the distance of one or two galaxies, the area of ​​​​the Cangtian Realm is too vast. His eyes are about to pop out. He has only found six Corpse Slaughter Realm monks, and he has to count the prodigal son and the national teacher at the beginning.

According to the old rules, after searching the soul of the person and throwing him into the ghost ball formation, Shen Lian also came to a small fairy city.

After capturing the woman Yue Yan, the three Corpse Slaughter Realm monks who were captured later all received orders in their memories to "be careful and guard against Taoist monks."

Obviously, there are monks disappearing continuously, and the Corpse Slaughter Realm has also noticed something wrong and started to investigate.

From the news of "guarding against Taoists", the formation he used still made the Corpse Exfoliation World suspect that he was a Taoist.

The reason why Shen Lian still gained something after being discovered was mainly because he played it shady, hiding in the dark and quietly investigating, and then directly used the formation after discovering the Corpse Exfoliation World cultivators.

The power of the eighth-level formation can be imagined. When it is really used in a battle, it is absolutely earth-shaking and shocking.

But Shen Lian himself is a sixth-rate person, using such a powerful formation as a dog cage, and the majesty of the eighth-level formation is only one-tenth of it.

The seventh-level cultivator was bullied by the eighth-level formation, and the Taoist friends of the Corpse Exfoliation World felt bitter but could not say it.

After resting in the Immortal City for a day, Shen Lian left again. The Corpse Exfoliation World had expected that he would be discovered. They were the ancestors of Yujing, not the great foundation-building cultivators. No matter how big the Corpse Exfoliation World was, it would be distressed if Yujing suffered too much.

Yuxu Fairyland is vast, with more than 4,000 sect spiritual lands. Now, every time he takes action, he will leave the place where he takes action by more than a dozen sect lands.

It doesn't matter if he can't find the corpse-sloughing world cultivators, the main thing is to expand the scope of action.

Thanks to this needle-in-a-haystack capture method, his safety has been greatly increased, because Shen Lian himself doesn't know where he will encounter the corpse-sloughing world cultivators.

After three years, Shen Lian wandered to the territory of Huoque Pavilion, staring with a pair of big red eyes, hiding on a flaming ridge, staring at the void in all directions.

"Xiao Daoji, this is not it."

"Twelfth floor, exclude it."

"These two should be Yujing..."

The elimination method is not always correct. Shen Lian has made mistakes over the years, but he didn't say it because no one else knew about it, so it was equivalent to the mistake not existing.

In addition, when choosing a place, he did not go to those powerful sects. After all, although he could identify Yujing monks, he could not determine the origin of Yujing monks if he did not get close.

There was no problem near those small sects. The Yujing monks who appeared were most likely monks from the Corpse World, but it was not certain near the large sects.

After scanning the void, Shen Lian quickly retracted his gaze. The perception of Yujing monks was sharp, and it was easy to be discovered if they were observed for a long time.

This time, two Yujing monks suddenly appeared, and he was ready to catch them all in one fell swoop, so that he would be one step closer to the goal.

However, after the thought came up, Shen Lian did not move his feet.

He frowned and retreated behind the mountain ridge.

Not long after, a sturdy middle-aged figure flew in the air outside the void outside Tianhuo Xiancheng, the largest fairy city in the Huoque Pavilion Spiritual Land, and landed in the fairy city.

After the monk settled down, he visited the largest market in the fairy city and asked to buy a seventh-level Golden Crow Sky Fire. Unfortunately, there was no stock, so he had no choice but to stay in the fairy city temporarily.

After checking into the cave in the fairy city, the middle-aged monk checked the formation and sat down.

"Two of them appeared at once, don't rush to eat, I have to observe first."

He murmured in his heart, and a ball of fire magic power appeared on his body, looking as if he was immersed in cultivation.

The corpse world monk noticed that someone was secretly acting, and it was normal for the two Yujing monks to get together, but Shen Lian felt that since both of them could protect themselves, would it be a pit waiting for him to jump in?

After this worry came up in his mind, he decisively stopped hunting.

The origin of chaos is important, but it is still not as important as his own life.

After so many times of action, the character of the eighth-level formation master and Mahayana monk should be established.

…

"How is it? Is there any movement?"

In the void, two figures were hurrying along, communicating with each other through their spiritual thoughts.

Qiu An shook his head gently.

Yue Chi beside him also looked unhappy.

According to the order of Patriarch Qiu Xuan, the two of them were baits, responsible for attracting the cultivators who were attacking from behind. As long as the Taoist cultivator array master hidden in the dark appeared, Patriarch Qiu Xuan could descend from the air.

Could it be that the Patriarch made a wrong deduction?

The Taoist array master who was making trouble in the dark was not targeting them at all?

The two continued to fly forward, but knowing that there was a Mahayana array master hiding in the dark, how could they feel good?

As for why they were so sure, it was very simple. Several fellow Taoists had disappeared in succession over the years, and each place left traces of the eighth-level array.

This point was personally confirmed by Patriarch Qiu Xuan.

The Mahayana attack on Yujing was already in hand, and it was just an array master, which was even more hopeless.

Therefore, Patriarch Qiu Xuan deduced that this was the Yuxu Alliance's counterattack against their Corpse Transmutation Realm to stop them from searching for information about 'Yuxuzi'.

...

In the Cangtian Realm, on a cliff somewhere with a cold wind, a withered old ancestor sat on the ground, with white hair hanging down, wrinkles all over his face, turbid eyes that were extremely dim, and a strong smell of decay all over his body.

In front of the old man was a black stone with a black tortoise shell on it. There were deep scratches on the tortoise shell, and a dark light quietly flowed out.

The void on the top of the cliff twisted slightly, and a figure with broad shoulders and a fat body fell down.

"Ask my old friend, the person has not arrived yet."

Hearing the voice, the old man suddenly stared, and a dazzling divine light bloomed in his originally turbid eyes, and the void was pierced with two huge black holes.

"Buzz!

Then, the old man suddenly stood up, and a pair of withered hands like chicken claws grabbed the tortoise shell on the black stone.

The black light flowing out of the nine cracks on the tortoise shell also became dazzling, but in the blink of an eye it completely quieted down, as if all the brilliance had been wiped out.

The tortoise shell also turned rapidly, and the cracks on it surged like loaches, quickly outlining the four directions.

"Qian Tian, ​​Kun Di, Li Huo... The eight directions converge, yin and yang coexist, and this person has lost his trace again."

The old man's beard and hair danced wildly, and the hexagrams showed the positions of the four directions, but the world was originally four wastelands and eight poles, which was no different from not calculating it.

Xuan Qi looked at the old man with angry eyes, and his brows could not help but frown. He could calculate a vague position before, and he arranged several men in that direction.

But the news sent back by his men did not show any movement.

So, he came to inquire again, but he didn't expect that this time it was good. Qian Kun Tiandi, eight directions and four poles were calculated broadly enough, so he simply said that the person was in the fairy world.

The old man squatted down slowly, breathing heavily.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Qi, I am not strong enough, and it seems that I can't figure out the whereabouts of this cultivator."

The two stared at each other, and after a short silence, Xuan Qi pondered and said, "Looking at the entire fairy world, no one can inherit the eighth-level formation except our Yuxu Fairyland.

Our Yuxu Fairyland is vast. Although there is the Yuxu Fairy Alliance Record passed down by our ancestors, which has included the geniuses among the Taoists, there are still many strange people hidden in the mountains and fields.

Could this cultivator be a hidden hermit like fellow Daoist Dao?"

"It is possible." The old man nodded in agreement.

At this time, Xuan Qi frowned, "But why did this fellow Daoist take action? Except for those of the same level, some juniors may not know what can make an eighth-level formation master take action.

Besides, the strength of the cultivators in the area where the action took place is not high. What is the matter that is worthy of this fellow Daoist to use the eighth-level formation?"

Xuan Qi naturally knew what it was. As a cultivator who hid in the Corpse Transmutation Realm, he has become an executive elder of the Yuxu Immortal Alliance after years of hard work.

In Yuxu Immortal Realm, he is the elder Xuan Qi of the Mahayana Realm, and in Corpse Transmutation Realm, he is Qiu Xuan.

This time, the Corpse Transmutation Realm secretly investigated Yuxuzi, and it was also quietly arranged by him.

On the surface, he is the executive elder of Yuxu Immortal Realm, and doing things secretly is easy, but he didn't expect that an accident would happen. An eighth-level formation master would suddenly appear in Yuxu Immortal Realm.

He didn't believe it at first. The formation skills of the fairy world are all in Yuxu Fairyland. After years of squandering, the formations of Yuxu Fairyland have long been declining, and only Qianyuan is left to maintain face.

Qianyuan is a half-baked formation master, but he can represent the strongest formation in the world. There is such a powerful formation master in Yuxu Fairyland?

After personally going to investigate, Xuan Qi went from not believing to believing.

There really is an eighth-level formation master.

As the executive elder of Yuxu Fairyland and a Mahayana cultivator, he didn't even know that there was an eighth-level formation master hidden in the territory. This is a bit funny.

After losing six Yujing cultivators in the same realm in a row, Xuan Qi was a little anxious. This eighth-level formation master was obviously not friendly to his corpse world.

This eighth-level formation master must be found.

If it was a single Mahayana cultivator, there would be no need to be so nervous, but with the profession of an eighth-level formation master, the danger would increase greatly.

As for the possibility that he was a Hedao cultivator, Xuan Qi had never thought about it.

You think that a formation master is a cultivation realm, and you are fighting against a higher level.

For a long time, an eighth-level formation master has been unknown. This is too hidden.

You should know that even if you are not from a sect, as long as you can cultivate to the Mahayana realm, you can still become one of the chess players in the Yuxu Immortal Alliance and obtain a lot of resources.

But this hermit is really fucking upright.

"What fellow Daoist Xuan Qi said makes sense."

The old man nodded and listened.

This made Xuan Qi unhappy. He spoke to draw out what Dao Wen said, and wanted to see if the old man knew some news about Dao cultivators.

Unexpectedly, the old guy didn't respond at all.

Helplessly, Xuan Qi flew away.

The old man smiled and put away his tortoise shell.

"Little Tiger, let's go."

As the call came, a tiger roared on the cliff, and a white-browed tiger wrapped in a gust of wind jumped down from the void, and put the old man on its back with a flick of its tail.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. It's been restless recently. Let's find a place to hide from the world."

The white giant tiger stepped on the wind and left, asking the old man to shake his head.

When Xuan Qi came to ask him for help for the first time, he realized that something was wrong. The old man didn't tell him the reason in full and asked him to deduce it.

This time he was in trouble. He couldn't even deduce the existence. He couldn't afford to offend it at all.

The wind was strong, so he left.

He didn't care which hermit it was. He didn't provoke it if he could avoid it.

...

After Xuan Qi left, he frowned all the way.

If he couldn't find a formation master to take action, would he still do the job of a cultivator in the realm next?

It is obvious that this hermit formation master has the means to find the cultivators in the world, but he hides himself in the dark. If he continues to do this, another cultivator in the world will be killed.

But if he does not continue to search the soul, the mission cannot be completed.

Xuan Qi thought clearly that his public identity was here, and he could only investigate the clue of the appearance of the eighth-level formation. Once the matter related to the cultivators in the Corpse Transmutation World was dug out, the Elders of Yuxu Fairyland would be alerted.

After returning to Yuxu Immortal Mountain, he reported the clues of the eighth-level formation master to the Elder Council. As for where the eighth-level formation master would appear, he was not sure. He was investigating and did not know when he would find out.

The elders of Yuxu Immortal Alliance were actually divided into different levels. The top level was naturally the semi-immortal ancestors, the middle level was the Mahayana cultivators, and the lower level was the Yujing cultivators.

Ordinary things in the past would not reach the Yujing Elder Council, and those ordinary Hedao cultivators would handle them.

What the Mahayana Elder Council could pay attention to was the news related to the eighth level.

As for the semi-immortal ancestors paying attention, such things would sometimes not happen for tens of thousands of years.

The Mahayana cultivators were also very busy in the past. As for handling general affairs, they all used their external incarnations.

"Impossible!"

In the hall with fairy air, the Mahayana cultivators, who were either incarnations or virtual souls, were lying on the top of the fairy clouds. A voice broke this fairy scene.

As the one who has the exclusive right to interpret the contemporary formation, the Great Saint Qian Yuan shook his head in front of the elders.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Qi, did you check it wrong? Do you think it's possible that there is an eighth-level formation master who is still in seclusion? Who would still be in seclusion if he is already an eighth-level formation master!"

Qian Yuan immediately felt that Xuan Qi's words were fake.

"Besides, who would an eighth-level formation master go to those remote small sects to set up formations to deal with?"

Qian Yuan's reaction made the cultivators present calm.

Mainly, the Great Saint Qian Yuan had a bad luck in the past few years. The Great Saint of Formation Dao, who claimed to be the best formation master in the fairy world, was almost beaten to death when he teamed up with Lingmu Fairy Palace to remove a space island of Kunpeng Palace.

Good guy, the first person in the formation of the fairy world, misidentified the formation and was beaten by the formation and fled back in embarrassment. Who can bear this grievance?

You are wrong about your own profession, but you still claim to be the best in formation. Are you here to take a shit?

Lingmu Fairy Palace even sent a condolence note, which made Qianyuan Dasheng curse. The title of the best in formation is not real, so he has been hiding at home crying under the quilt for these years.

Originally, Qianyuan was not going to participate in this meeting. Recently, he suffered from the syndrome of meeting people. For any peers he saw, even if they spoke in a friendly manner, he felt that under their calm faces, there was a hateful and hideous mocking face.

But there was no way. It was about the matter of the formation master, so Qianyuan was still pulled over, although it was just an external incarnation.

"What Qian Yuan said makes sense. There are many hermits in the territory, but there may be only one or two who have reached the eighth level, not to mention that the array inheritance is locked in our Yuxu Fairy Mountain. How can a hermit inherit the array?"

"Yes, I think I did not check it correctly. There are many ancient arrays handed down from the fairy world. Xuan Qi, did you check it wrong?"

Seeing that everyone was suspicious, Xuan Qi directly took out the collected aura, including the scene seen by the nearby cultivators when the array was performed.

They actually suspected that he, a great Mahayana cultivator, was blind, a group of immortals in the fairy world.

He had to find a way to use Yuxu Fairyland to dig out this array master.

"Qian Yuan, what do you think?"

Faced with the evidence, everyone looked at the Great Sage Qian Yuan.

Although the Great Sage of the Array was a little watery, he was at least an eighth-level array master, and his attainments in the array were really the strongest in the world.

Of course, the premise is that this new array master is fake.

After Qian Yuan read the evidence collected by Xuan Qi, his heart was in turmoil. Damn, here comes the robber.

Seeing Qian Yuan's ugly face, an old man at the highest point of Xianyun said, "Another eighth-level formation master has appeared. It is my honor to find him and see why he took action?"

The eighth-level formation master has been practicing in seclusion, and there has been no movement in the morning and evening. He showed up at this time. There must be a reason.

The eighth-level formation master has the qualifications to join the Mahayana Elders Council.

Everyone didn't care, only Qian Yuan's heart was as cold as ice.

After the meeting, Xuan Qi returned to his cave. He still didn't understand why this formation master chased the corpse world cultivator to attack. Could it be that he had something in the past that made him grudge against his corpse world?

However, thinking of Qian Yuan's appearance in the meeting, he didn't stay in the cave for too long and got up and left, ready to visit Qian Yuan.

…

In Huoque Immortal City, Shen Lian, who pretended to be a Xiaohe Daoist monk, stayed and observed for more than half a year, and then bought a Golden Crow Fire and left.

Since he felt uneasy here, he chose to give up and look for the next target.

However, in the process of looking for the next target, Shen Lian was distracted.

No, he was already noticed by the Corpse Transmutation Realm. Now he has a sense of it. This is a sign that he wants to run away. If he goes to the Corpse Transmutation Realm Taoist again, wouldn’t that be courting death?

He has his own telepathy.

The wind is tight, so he should pretend to be a peerless old demon for a while to see how deep the water is.

Later, when Shen Lian entered a fairy city called Luoxing, he was shocked by a piece of news at the first time.

"The first formation saint Qianyuan in the fairy world invites the nameless formation saint to have a chat and exchange formation skills."

"What level, exchange with me."

Muttering in his heart, Shen Lian was glad that he did not hunt the Corpse Transmutation Realm monks again. After entering the fairy city, he went straight to the restaurant.

"Waiter, cut 20 kilograms of beef with sauce and bake eight beef buns..."