The moon and stars were sparse, and the early summer breeze blew through the grass tips, making a rustling sound.
The soft moonlight spreads quietly over the wilderness of Makino, making it half blurry and half sad.
Zhao Lingjun walked out of the merchant camp alone. He didn't seem to have cast any spells, but he walked steadily on the grass tips that undulated like waves.
Three hundred miles away, a blurry brilliance shone with flickering brilliance, attracting countless moths in the night sky. However, those moths that flew into the brilliance disappeared as if they had been swallowed up. No trace.
And Lord Zhao Ling was like a moth flying toward the flame, slowly walking towards the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation that flickered with flickering lights and shadows in the night sky.
Zhao Lingjun didn't seem to be walking very fast, but in an instant, Zhao Lingjun had arrived only a hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Tomorrow morning will be the time for Fulizong to meet for a decisive battle at Lishan.
But Zhao Lingjun didn't want to enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation at that time. Zhao Lingjun just wants to enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation by himself now and have a look.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was the most powerful formation in the Battle of the Gods in later legends. Even though the current situation seems to be completely different from the legends of later generations. However, the power of some magic weapons and magic formations is no different from the legends of later generations.
Although the people of Wumen have greatly improved their cultivation, Zhao Lingjun felt that if they followed him into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, it would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
Where are the people in Lishan
Although Zhao Lingjun felt that with the help of everyone in Lishan. Your chances of breaking the formation will definitely be greatly improved. But Zhao Lingjun felt that. This incident was caused by myself.
If it weren't for Lord Liuli Jing, everyone in Lishan might not have forced their way into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Zhao Lingjun also didn't want everyone in Lishan to die or be injured because of him.
So Zhao Lingjun secretly cast a spell to put everyone in the Wumen into a deep sleep.
Another person secretly wanted to enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation to have a look.
If you can't break the formation, run away. If you can't run away even with your own high level of cultivation. Zhao Lingjun accepted his fate. if it is like this. Zhao Lingjun felt that whether he went in tonight or tomorrow morning, the result would be the same.
Zhao Lingjun only used a simple Taoist technique such as shrinking the ground into an inch, but with Zhao Lingjun's current cultivation level, he could reach a place hundreds of miles away in an instant by using this kind of magic.
As long as Zhao Lingjun takes a few more steps, he can sneak up to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
"Boss, if you want to leave us and break the formation by yourself, that's too much of a personal heroism."
But at this time, a large number of people fell from the sky, startling Zhao Lingjun.
"You guys, why are you here?"
Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, and found that in front of him, in addition to the Suzaku who had just spoken, there were also Wu Xuanyun, Zixia, and Emperor Yi, who would later be called King Zhou. As well as Lingbaozi and a lot of people from Lishan.
"How can your little magic touch me and Wu Xuanyun?" Suzaku simply looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.
"I*! It seems I was too careless."
"Zhao."
Zhao Lingjun was about to walk back to the Shang Dynasty camp in depression, but found that everyone was looking at him strangely.
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but ask. "I promise I won't come here secretly. Why are you still looking at me like this?"
"What are you going back for?" Suzaku smiled. "Boss, don't you want to break the formation?"
"Break the formation?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned, "You guys"
"Soldiers are unpredictable. Fuli Zong has asked us to fight tomorrow. Why do we have to fight them tomorrow?" Di Yi said with a smile.
"Do you want that?"
"Yes, there is nothing wrong with going to break the formation now, but you are not going alone, but there are so many of us going together." Lingbaozi looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.
"What about the people who did it?" Zhao Lingjun knew that these people would definitely break the formation with him, but when he thought that his spells had no effect on Suzaku and Wu Xuanyun, he was worried that when Wu Xiaoye and others woke up, He entered the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation again, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, boss. Before Wu Xuanyun and I came out, we added a few more spells to Wu Xiaoye and the others, so they couldn't get up until midnight. Moreover, Jiang Shang also set up a magic circle at the Shang Army camp. Even if the Fulizong people want to rob the camp, they won't be able to break the magic circle for a while."
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"Why are you here?" Zhao Lingjun was speechless at first, but when he saw Zixia next to Zhuque, Zhao Lingjun remembered that he had forgotten this little girl.
"My master is inside, of course I will come too." Zixia bit her lip and looked at Zhao Lingjun.
"Okay, then after you enter the formation, just follow me and don't run around." Seeing Zixia's expression of "Don't try to use magic to make me sleep", Zhao Lingjun lost his temper and just Neng finally spoke to Zixia.
"Okay." Zixia immediately blushed and walked to Zhao Lingjun's side obediently.
"Let's go, let's meet Fuli Sect's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation." Ling Baozi and Di Yi looked at each other and smiled, taking the lead in using the clouds to throw towards the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Zhao Lingjun took one look at it, and of course he was not willing to lag behind. He immediately took Zixia's hand and followed him.
Zhao Lingjun held Zixia's hand because Zhao Lingjun was afraid that Zixia would get into trouble if she escaped from him, but Zixia's heart immediately beat as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
By the time Zhao Lingjun and Zixia flew to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and landed next to Ling Baozi and Di Yi, Zixia's face was already as red as an apple.
Fortunately, it was at night, and when everyone rushed to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, there was already a person standing in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, attracting everyone's attention, so no one noticed anything strange about Zixia.
"Who is this again?"
Zhao Lingjun took a look and saw that the guy standing in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation had never been seen before, and next to him and beside him was a green bull with a green light all over its body. The fluctuation of mana is obviously a tamed alien beast, and the guy is wearing a soap-colored robe, with a face as full as jade, and he is very handsome. The only regret is that his head and neck are a little crooked, as if he was cut off by someone and then re-pressed. When the time comes, it is not the same.
"Is this the crooked-headed Shen Gongbao?"
When Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but think so, the crooked guy had already taken the initiative to speak.
"Shen Gongbao, a disciple of Immortal Master Hongjun, is here to await your arrival."
It is indeed Shen Gongbao!
"Where is Taoist Hongjun?" Although Shen Gongbao was very famous in the legends of later generations, in the eyes of Zhao Lingjun, Shen Gongbao was just a little guy, so Zhao Lingjun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Shen Gongbao and asked directly.
"Master is waiting for you all in the formation." Shen Gongbao looked at Zhao Lingjun and said, "If you want to see him, just follow me into the formation."
Zhao Lingjun didn't expect that Shen Gongbao didn't want to talk nonsense with everyone. After saying a word to Zhao Lingjun, Shen Gongbao directly stepped onto the green bull beside him. With a flash of green light, he submerged himself into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
As soon as Shen Gongbao submerged into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the brilliant light that enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Formation bloomed like a lotus blooming, illuminating the entire sky at once.
"open!"
Behind Shen Gongbao, a formation gate appeared.
Through the formation gate, Zhao Lingjun saw the colorful clouds and five-color golden light intertwined in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, forming thousands of auspicious lights. There seems to be infinite space in the magic circle, with three mountains and five mountains scattered in it, and the five lakes and seas are densely covered with stars.
In the middle of the mountains, lakes and seas, there is a huge Bagua platform floating out of thin air.
The Bagua Giant Platform seems to be carved out of huge rocks, the size of several football fields. There are talisman formations flowing on it, and golden lotus flowers bloom all around. Looking from a distance, Taoist Hongjun, wearing an apricot-yellow robe and bare feet, sat down among them. There were seven treasures incense chariots, green oxen and fire lions all around, but Shen Gongbao and other disciples were surrounding him.
The three mountains and five mountains next to the Bagua Giant Platform are all surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the reflections of the people of the Fuli Sect can be seen on them.
In the mountains to the east, the disciples of Fuli Sect were led by Zhenren Huanglong, one of the twelve immortals of Fuli Sect. In the middle of Jiuhua, there were more than a dozen Taoists from Eguan Bodai, wearing hydration robes, Wuxin boots, and waving feather fans. It is vaguely visible in the curl of cigarette smoke. In the mountains to the west, there were dozens of people, headed by Yuding Sanren, wearing buns, light yellow robes, and ancient swords, all riding plum blossom eight-pointed deer and other exotic beasts. Purple clouds and red clouds were billowing, and it was very lively. In the mountains due south, there are emerald blue flags surrounded by green clouds; plain white flags with flamboyant colors; big red flags with fire clouds covering the top; soap-covered flags with black air; they are all eccentric people holding prayer flags and dressed in strange costumes. There are scattered people, and the leader is also a master who can be counted in Fuli, Wenzhu Guangfa Taoist. In the mountains due north, white mist shrouded the mountains, and among them appeared some monks wearing soap-colored clothes, lotus seed hoops, and iron and copper. When Ling Baozi and others saw these cultivators appearing in the white mist, their expressions became slightly ugly. Because these cultivators were obviously not originally from the Fuli Sect, but were some spirits who had successfully practiced in other places.
"Where is my master?"
Zixia looked around and saw that among so many people, there was no trace of Lord Liuli.