"It's going pretty well."
Lin Muyang replied, his face filled with joy.
"The master of the Zhao family is not inferior to me in formation attainments, and his expertise is different from mine. Since our cooperation, the two of us have had many exchanges in formations. I feel that I have gained a lot from each other, and I think he has gained a lot as well. In this way, , the time we need should be shortened further.”
The leader nodded: "That's very good. Did Zhao Jinxu participate in the arrangement of the formation?"
When he mentioned this, Lin Muyang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I wanted him to participate and learn more from his father and me. But as soon as this kid heard that his father was coming, he wanted to run out and asked me to arrange an outing for him. Mission. Just in time to investigate the Kunhuang Sect ruins, I added him to the personnel list."
The leader: "I have some time to take people over there to watch. It's relatively safe, so it's okay to go."
Lin Muyang: "Even if it's not safe, I don't think I can stop him. After he heard that his brother, Yin Xueze, was also there, he actually directly added two speed-increasing formation patterns to the flying boat. It was... right, He had some contact with the Jing Yingrong that everyone just mentioned."
Leader: "Oh?"
"I heard him mention that he arranged a formation for that person. That person set the cave at the seaside to cultivate pearls and other things, and nothing else."
The leader nodded, as if he could see what he was thinking, and said, "You don't have to worry too much. Even if this person does something, it has nothing to do with other people."
Lin Muyang felt relieved, then resigned and left.
In the empty hall, the headmaster looked up at the bright and fading stars above, with an incomprehensible expression.
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Di Rong Clan, on the edge of the crater of Fallen Sun Volcano.
Yu Xian, who had been lying on the ground three breaths ago, was grinning and casting spells on his back to treat his injuries.
The clothes she wore were not ordinary, but there were traces of burnt damage on the back. Electric snakes swam on the exposed skin, trying hard to dispel the invading inflammation.
"I let you doze off anywhere, and you will suffer a lot now."
There was a sound of gloating, and Qian Xiaocai leisurely climbed up the volcano and came to Yu Xian's side.
The ice crystal moon behind her was very cold, and snowflakes floated in the cold moonlight, which offset the fiery atmosphere of the place.
This object is obviously a treasure that consumes a lot of spiritual power. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately swallowed a pill to replenish her spiritual power.
"If you want to stay on this Fallen Sun Volcano for a long time, you must either have the cultivation level of the Dongzhen Realm or the bloodline of the Emperor Rong Clan. You have neither. How dare you lie down on this ground without preparing a suitable treasure?"
Qian Xiaocai moved his abacus, and a light flashed in front of him. A crystal-clear magic weapon that looked like a snow-capped mountain shrunk countless times floated in the air, emitting an astonishing chill that almost froze the space.
"The Divine Seal of Xuefeng, a middle-grade heavenly artifact, is a fine masterpiece of the sect's master forger, Venerable Gongye. It is obtained by refining an entire extremely cold snow-capped mountain range in the ancient snowfield. It can be used to attack, defend or enjoy the cool weather. I think you may also I happen to be short of such an ice treasure, how about it, are you interested? If you buy it now, you can also enjoy the preferential policy of buying a heavenly weapon and giving a spiritual weapon as a gift."
"Buy shit."
Yu Xian stretched out his arms and took the Xuefeng Divine Seal into his arms.
"Lend me a favor for a while."
Qian Xiaocai was not annoyed by her behavior. He smiled twice and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Come and see Fallen Sun Molten Gold, which even the Beast King has to avoid."
Yu Xian looked at the golden liquid below. The coldness of the Xuefeng Divine Seal penetrated her bones, helping to resolve part of the heat wave that hit her.
"I've been so busy these days that I haven't had time to hang out in the Emperor Rong Clan. I finally have time to take a look today."
Qian Xiaocai: "What are you busy with?"
Yu Xian: "Think about the true meaning of life."
Listening to her obviously nonsense answer, Qian Xiaocai was too embarrassed to ask any further questions.
She also cast her gaze on the golden liquid, with a strange brilliance in her eyes, and said: "What a rare natural treasure. It's a pity that the Emperor Rong clan has never had a powerful person in the supreme realm who can't really refine this thing into For your own use.”
Yu Xian responded with a "huh" and asked, "Why didn't you go to bother Hua Chunning today?"
Hearing this, Qian Xiaocai suddenly lost his good temper and said helplessly: "This fellow Hua Taoist is really insufferable. After working for so long, she at most agreed to some small business. Let alone entrust her with everything. I gave it to this sect, and she is not even willing to establish a deep and multi-faceted cooperative relationship with this sect. I think I don’t have to waste my breath anymore.”
Yu Xian laughed "hehehe" and said: "I'm not stupid, I will listen to you on everything. Will it be the Kunhuang Sect that is rebuilt by then, or the desert branch of your Niya Palace?"
"You are slandering us. We are serious businessmen."
"Hey, it's serious business. If I hadn't come forward at that time, how would you have planned to mess with the Nanming faction?"
"How can it be called torture? It's just asking them to vomit out ten times a hundred times what they have eaten before."
Qian Xiaocai stroked the bead gently with a smile on his face and said, "Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while. Our sect has invested so much manpower and material resources to fight against the beast tide and protect the human race, so it makes sense to let other sects support some resources."
Yu Xian: "Come on, it's because others have blocked your way of making money and you have to pay some compensation. The Nanming sect probably regrets getting on your pirate ship. Now no one is in your way, your way of making money is different. Is the real owner blocked?"
"Then I will find another way. If there is no road, I will find another road. All roads can make money." Qian Xiaocai looked confident and energetic. "In this vast yellow sand, I must open a spiritual stone avenue."
Yu Xian: "Okay, no problem, you can definitely do it."
The lazy tone sounds extremely perfunctory.
Qian Xiaocai didn't care. He rolled his eyes, his abacus clicked, and asked, "Where are your junior brothers and sisters?"
Yu Xian tilted his head and suddenly lost interest.
"I'm taking a bath, oh, it's so boring..."
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In the hall that looks like the belly of a mountain, firelight flows and steam steams.
There are magma pools at different heights. The sides of the pools are made of huge animal heads made of black stone. The beast's mouth is wide open, and the magma gushes out and pours into the pool.
These magma have been processed to become extremely pure and free of impurities, and the texture is no longer sticky, just like nectar and jade liquid. That terrifying high fever contained a vigorous vitality.
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The color of magma in different pools is slightly different, and the temperature and energy are different, so the strength requirements for people entering the pool are also different.
In the central and highest pool, the scarlet-bloody magma shines brightly, making the rocks on the top look like red dragons dancing wildly, their scales glowing.
Jing Yingrong and others are here.
All four of them were wearing uniform red clothes. This dress is divided into upper and lower garments. The upper garment is shaped like an inner garment, but the sleeves only reach the crook of the arms. The trousers used as lower garments are even more peculiar, being so short that they can only cover half of the thighs.
Both tops and bottoms are very loose and crisp, and can cover most of the body curves when worn. At first glance, men and women have similar figures. The seemingly thin fabric was soaked in the molten liquid but remained straight and flat. It was neither damaged nor clinging to the skin, just like it was in the air.
Jing Yingrong was soaking in the pool wearing this weird clothes. She looked down at the magma that had just reached her chest, and then shrank down.
The lava reached her neck, her chin, and her lips...
Finally, it reached the position above the bridge of her nose, and her eyes were almost level with the surface.
Others looked at her move in confusion.
There was only a strange sound of "Gulu Lu Lu", and a string of large and small translucent red bubbles appeared on the surface of the pulp.
Everyone: "..."
After a while, Jing Yingrong raised her face, sat up, lowered her eyelashes and closed her eyes, her expression was demure and indifferent.
It was as if she wasn't the one who blew bubbles in the lava just now.
