Ji Liao raised his eyes to look at Xiantian Wuji Mountain and nodded.
"That's enough." He said softly.
According to the classics of the Dutian Blood Evil Formation, the key to the Dutian Blood Evil Formation is the location of the five five elements spiritual objects that serve as the base of the formation. As long as the combinations are consistent, the five elements' energy in the formation can generate bleeding. The evil spirit kills everything in the formation.
The level of this large formation is not too high, but the strength of the formation cannot be simply judged by level. There are many factors involved, such as the skill of the person setting up the formation, the depth of understanding of the formation, and the spiritual objects that are deployed. , and the combination of the formation base and eye will affect the power of the formation. To put it simply, as long as the formation is perfectly arranged, the formation can be pushed to the extreme, and it is not impossible to break through the limit of the formation.
Ji Liao and the Demon Boy traveled in the Tongtian Leihai Sea for six years, with nothing to do during that time. Ji Liao simply sorted out everything secretly, and also thought about the Dutian Blood Evil Formation. At that time, Ji Liao was just He had a general idea but not a complete understanding, but now that Ji Liao has inherited the inheritance of the Time and Space Demon Ancestor, it will not be difficult to understand the Heavenly Blood Evil Formation.
Ji Liao patted the storage bag, and the jade slip recording the Dutian Blood Demon Formation appeared. He moved his hand and put the jade slip between his eyebrows. His consciousness immediately sank in and began to comprehend.
Time flew by, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
As the Tianzhou flew by, it was not far from Qidi.
In the secret room, Ji Liao's eyes moved, and he slowly opened his eyes as he understood the Dutian Blood Fiend Formation.
"Hahaha, it looks like it's almost done." As soon as he opened his eyes, Ji Liao chuckled.
Putting away the jade slip with his backhand, Ji Liao raised his eyes and looked at the Xiantian Wuji Mountain hanging in front of him.
With a finger, one of the hills, which was completely golden and exuded the aura of gold, immediately flew over.
Ji Liao thought for a while and took a magic spell in his hand.
Then I saw Ji Liao put his hands together, and a little golden light immediately appeared on his fingertips, growing like bamboo shoots after a rain, forming a complicated spiritual pattern in a matter of seconds.
"go!"
Ji Liao shouted lowly.
After receiving the order, the spirit pattern flew towards the golden hill and printed it with a soft bang.
As soon as the spirit pattern was printed on the hill, the hill immediately buzzed and shook violently. Golden light emitted, filling the entire room in an instant, suppressing all five kinds of heaven and earth energy in the room.
The spiritual patterns on it also spread out and turned into golden snakes, traveling back and forth along the hill.
Ji Liao opened his mouth, and a dream cup flew out of his mouth.
With a flick of his finger, a ball of Qilin True Fire the size of a fingernail flew out and accurately landed on the fingertips of the woman on the Mengzhan.
The woman on the Mengzhan immediately stood up, opened her small mouth, and blew into her fingertips.
Little sparks flew out randomly, hitting the golden hill like raindrops, spreading and connecting together, wrapping the hill.
After doing this, Ji Liao moved again, waving the hill of gold aside and facing the hill of water.
The hill of water flew over.
Following the same pattern, Ji Liao inscribed the formation inscriptions on the hill one by one according to the records of the Dutian Blood Fiend Formation, merged the formation inscriptions with the hill, and then refined them.
Not long after, Xiantian Wuji Mountain was completed with all the inscriptions, wrapped in Qilin True Fire, and hung over the hut.
Seeing this scene, Ji Liao nodded slightly.
Opening his mouth, a suction force suddenly came out, rolling towards the Xiantian Wuji Mountain wrapped in the Kirin True Fire, sucking the Xiantian Wuji Mountain directly into his mouth, sinking into the spiritual sea and allowing it to refine on its own.
In fact, the formation base of the Dutian Blood Fiend Formation does not need to be specially refined. It only needs to contain five pure attributes of spiritual objects and be engraved with the formation inscriptions. With Kirin True Fire, a fire that defies the heavens, it can Refining the Xiantian Wuji Mountain is much easier, and Ji Liao doesn't have to put much effort into understanding the Dutian Blood Fiend Formation. Judging from the speed of refining, the refining can be completed in less than ten days. By then Then he could find an opportunity to try to set up the formation, and the progress was much smoother than he expected.
Seeing that Xiantian Wuji Mountain had been completed, Ji Liao once again thought of repairing the Zhentian Flag.
But just as he made a move, he stopped again.
He pinched it twice with his fingers and then put it down.
"Time flies so fast, the sky boat is almost here." Ji Liao sighed softly.
It is much more difficult to comprehend the spiritual patterns on the Zhentian Flag than to comprehend the Dutian Blood Fiend Formation. Ji Liao is not sure that the repairs will be completed in less than three to five years.
However, now that the Tianzhou was almost there, Ji Liao simply put aside the matter of repairing the Zhentian Flag. When he arrived at Qidi, he found Lianye Xingjun and took advantage of this spare time to repair it.
Although time is very tight, Ji Liao still understands the principle that haste makes waste.
When something happened, Ji Liao moved, and the next moment he landed on the door that had not been opened for a long time. With another move, he was outside the door.
The door of the main hall of the Seventh Peak was opened, and Ji Liao walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.
"Master of the Seventh Peak, you are out of seclusion!"
As soon as Ji Liao took a step, a gentle woman's voice sounded from the side of the palace door. It was Mengyuetai.
Ji Liao turned his head and took a look, his expression slightly stagnant.
At this time, Meng Yuetai no longer looked as downcast as she did at the auction house, but her skin was fair and shiny, and her black hair without any pendants was as soft as a curtain of wind and rain, stirring up amorous feelings.
She changed her outfit, which was completely different from the conservative robes worn by monks in Fanyun Continent. She was covered in light gauze, with a white neck, snow-white arms exposed, and a pair of straight jade legs looming, as if she were a mortal. The nightgown between her legs exposed her perfect curves.
The towering double peaks can be seen in the ravine, and the round hips are fully displayed. This kind of dress is really bold, and it is no less impressive than the monk Hu Meier of Huangxi who died in the hands of Ji Liao.
She was obviously dressed up carefully, with a pair of beautiful eyes with curvature, a pair of willow eyebrows like bent branches, and hot and bright red lips under her pretty nose. Not only did she look middle-aged, But without the momentum, paired with this kind of makeup, this kind of dress is even more attractive, charming, and has a unique charm.
Seeing Ji Liao's expression, Meng Yuetai laughed, "How is it? Does it look good?"
"Good-looking." Ji Liao replied briefly.
"Hahaha." Mengyuetai covered her mouth and smiled, causing her breasts to sway.
Ji Liao raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze, and walked towards a resting place on the top of the mountain.
Looking at Ji Liao's back, Meng Yuetai's beautiful eyes flashed, her bright red lips curled up slightly, and she moved to follow him.
"How did fellow Taoist Meng know that Ji would come out of seclusion at this time?" Ji Liao asked.
"I learned from Pu Lin that Tianzhou was about to arrive at its destination, so I waited for you first."
"Yeah!" Ji Liao hummed and sat down next to a stone bench.
Mengyuetai stood aside, hesitating but still did not dare to sit down in front of Ji Liao.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Meng, you don't have to be so formal."
"Then thank you Lord Seventh Peak."
Mengyuetai said something, bowed slightly, and sat across from Ji Liao. After sitting down, she inadvertently picked up a strand of black hair and tucked it behind her ears, showing off her amorous feelings more vividly.
Ji Liao looked at Mengyuetai's behavior and smiled slightly.
How could he not know the purpose of Mengyuetai dressing up like this?
In the Yuan Demon Realm, Mengyuetai has no one to rely on. Now, if she wants to survive, she can only rely on herself. However, in the extreme south, the relationship between the Xuanguang Cave and Zhongdao Mountain is not harmonious, and Mengyuetai has nothing to restrain her. , then you have to rely on the woman's own capital to seduce yourself.
And just as Ji Liao thought, Meng Yuetai just wanted to seduce Ji Liao with her beauty. The experience that their group in Xuanguang Cave had with that wretched old man was too terrifying. She didn't want to go through it again. With her kind of cultivation, In order to return to Fanyun Continent safely, it was impossible without support, so she had to hug the big tree of Ji Liao tightly.
"Fellow Taoist Meng, since Ji asked you to stay with me, Ji will definitely protect you, why should you do this!" Ji Liao looked at Meng Yuetai with a smile and made it clear.
Meng Yuetai's expression froze, his charming posture changed slightly, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he sighed, "Hey... Lord Qifeng, don't worry, Yuetai is still a virgin."
"Haha." Ji Liao chuckled.
