"Disciple Lu Yun, take the master's order to come and deliver the message."
She took out the letter and bowed slightly to show her respect. From the corner of her eye, she saw the envious looks of many people in the building.
Her master seemed to have many rivals in love, so Lu Yun held a moment of silence for him.
"Little one, get up."
"He also knows how to send me a message, so he still has some conscience."
Wiping the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, Mrs. Chunfeng reached out and touched Lu Yun's face. The scent was so fragrant that Lu Yun's face froze.
"Little guy, you can follow me these days."
"As for you..."
Looking at the other people watching the fun, Mrs. Chunfeng had a bright smile on her face, but her tone was not kind.
"What, are you waiting here to hear the secret?"
This means accepting the deal with the little old man and driving him away.
strangeness!
This idea comes to many people's minds.
"Hey, madam, is there any secret that we can't hear?"
A hearty laugh appeared. He was a middle-aged man with fair and tender skin, slightly chubby, and looked like a Maitreya Buddha.
But when he looked at Mrs. Chunfeng, there was always a little lust and covet in his eyes.
But that degree was just right, letting people know that he had thoughts about Mrs. Chunfeng without being too offensive.
"Master Feng Hall, you said it was a secret, but if it is widely publicized, is it still a secret?"
Madam Chunfeng covered her mouth and smiled sweetly. Her swaying charm made people linger, but everyone could see the cold look in Madam's eyes.
"Of course, you can make a deal with him yourself. I can't tell you this secret."
"I don't know if you can do it, ha!"
Pointing at the little old man, Mrs. Chunfeng had a sarcastic smile on her face, and her eyes that glanced up and down could make a man angry.
Facing these barbed words, Hall Master Feng's expression remained unchanged.
"This is indeed the truth. It belongs to me, Meng Lang."
"Since the other party is willing to cooperate with you, madam, I will not force him to do anything."
"Farewell."
After saying these words, he left without any hesitation, with such a free and easy pace, I thought he had such a broad mind.
However, Lu Yun clearly saw the other person's expression change after he turned around. The cold murderous intent was mixed with the pain of not being able to love her.
Beauty is passionate and ruthless.
With the Feng Hall Master taking the lead, no matter how reluctant the others were to leave, they could only walk out of Yunxiang Tower.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he was the only one left in the building, and Fu Xiu, who was stubbornly refusing to leave.
"Madam, Lu Yun and I are good friends, so just let me stay here."
Fu Xiu walked over and smiled flatteringly at Madam.
"Haha, okay."
Mrs. Chunfeng pursed her lips and looked at Fu Xiu with an unfathomable look. Her eyes seemed to see through and made people avoid her.
Fu Xiu's expression was unnatural.
"Okay, tell me what the secret is."
The madam didn't pay attention. She walked up to the little old man and spoke in a gloomy tone. The existence of secrets could not please her.
"Madam, do you know how many rivers and lakes there are in total among the water and clouds?"
The little old man smiled in a flattering manner, and his words meant something.
This question made Mrs. Chunfeng frown.
Shuiyunjian is a water city. In addition to the long river that splits Shuiyunjian, there are countless large and small lakes.
She knew it, but she had never understood it carefully.
"A total of one hundred and eight rivers, right?"
Qing Huan's voice sounded in time, and the little old man nodded and cast an appreciative look at Qing Huan.
"Yes, one hundred and eight. Then you know, these one hundred and eight rivers were not formed randomly."
"Madam, have you carefully observed the One Hundred and Eight Rivers above the water and clouds?"
The answer is naturally no.
"What do you want to say?"
Mrs. Chunfeng became impatient. She was a moody person and wanted to hear secrets, but she didn't like so many questions.
When her whole body was full of momentum, Lu Yun took a few steps back to avoid the sharp edge, and the same was true for Fu Xiu.
As if realizing that the two little guys were "not good", Mrs. Chunfeng calmed down her momentum and looked at the little old man coldly.
That means if you dare to talk nonsense, just take action directly.
Perhaps he was threatened, the little old man shrank his head, and the pride on his face disappeared.
He took out a drawing, which was the map of Shuiyunjian.
The overly large map was spread out on the ground, and many places on it were marked with red dots. If you count them, you will know that there are a total of one hundred and eight marks.
"Ma'am, did you find anything?"
The little old man who always liked to sell mysteries flew out, and his body hit the ground hard. The little old man was in pain, covering his chest and yelling.
"Don't forget that it's you who asked me for help. Can you bear the price of fooling around with Xuanxu here?"
No one expected Mrs. Chunfeng's sudden move.
Lu Yun stood watching from the side, her eyes rotating between the two of them, stroking the beads on her wrist, her heart still.
"Madam, I was wrong, I was wrong."
The bared-toothed little old man sounded much more humble. He stood up, took a pen and quickly connected the marks.
"Madam, these 108 rivers are all related. This is a formation."
"Spirit Locking Formation."
The spirit-locking formation is not uncommon, many sects have it. After the formation is completed, the spiritual energy in this area will be locked and unable to leak out.
Lu Yun didn't know much about battle formation.
She looked at the map and felt something was wrong.
"This formation is reversed!"
The surprised voice came from Fu Xiu. He strode over and said in a strange tone: "The spirit locking array locks the spirit energy, and then reverses it to disperse the spirit energy."
At this moment, the origin of Shui Yunjian comes to many people's minds.
Shuiyunjian is a bit special. Although it is on Dongzhou, it does not belong to any sect.
It is said that many years ago, this place was still a plain. Someone came here and found that it was rich in spiritual energy.
Borderlands, the man stayed here and started building.
First it was a village, then it was a town, and finally it was the Shuiyunjian of its current size.
Those rivers are also traces left over from that time.
Since the establishment of Shuiyunjian, the spiritual energy is as rich as the inner mountains of some small sects. In addition, the place is free and informal enough, so many people are willing to come here.
The ones who gathered the most were the casual cultivators.
And these casual cultivators have established some forces in Shuiyunjian, such as the Yunxiang Tower, or the Golden Knife Hall of the Feng Hall Master.
These large and small forces do not leave Shuiyunjian and only compete within themselves. The battle has never stopped, but they also strangely maintain the balance shown by Shuiyunjian.
To this day, there are still many casual cultivators who come here in admiration.
But there is one problem that no one seems to have paid attention to.
Even if it is as powerful as the Hidden Sword Sect, it is built on spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins is being depleted day by day.
Compared with the original establishment of the Hidden Sword Sect, the spiritual energy of the Hidden Sword Sect today is much thinner.
This loss is irreversible.
But Shuiyunjian seems to have no such troubles. Year after year, there is enough spiritual energy to make people stop.
Could it be that all this is because of this reverse spirit locking formation?
"Yes, the reverse spirit locking array disperses the spiritual energy underground. In order to avoid dispersing too much at once, we set up these 108 rivers as the formation eyes to slowly map it."
(End of chapter)
