Outside the remains of the underground "former Qing ancestral land", the snow-capped Tianchang Mountain peak.

As the sky gradually darkened, the storm and snow had quietly stopped for some time, but the cold wind blew more and more violently. Especially on the steep summit of this mountain hundreds of meters above sea level, the strong wind mixed with crushed snow is like the sharpest knife, and each one can scrape a piece of flesh off a person's face.

All the members of the "Qianlong Yuan" in Suifenhe City, from the War Department to the Logistics Department, and even the driver's squad all gathered around the small wooden pavilion, leveled an open space about 15 meters long and wide, set up tents, and raised bonfires.

Although the peak was crowded with dozens or hundreds of cultivators, they were all busy but not chaotic, except for the occasional footsteps and the sound of a bonfire burning, they maintained an extremely restrained silence.

Ji Daoyan sat on the mountain stone in the northeast corner of the peak as promised, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, neat and new, without any snow and water stains, elegant and handsome face, no waves in the ancient well, and sure enough, no one from the "Yan Dao" came up here.

More than three hours have passed since the phone call with Yan Siguang, and there is nothing unusual about the remains of the formation in the wooden pavilion, and Ying Xingtian, Ou Haichao, and the eight members of the Ruins Exploration Department have not come out, and of course there is no trace of Ji Yiming and Yu Zhenzhen.

At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, there was only a faint light left in the sky, but there were several piles of raging flames burning on the top of Tianchang Mountain, and all of them were brightly lit. Zheng Changlin raised his hand from time to time to glance at the smart watch on his wrist, and an anxious look occasionally flashed on his face, until a few flickering lights lit up in the dark sky in the distance, and bursts of roaring sound followed, and the head of the Hidden Dragon Yuan Battle Department and the head of the logistics department next to him breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It's finally here.

A few minutes later, a helicopter printed with the logo of "Tianxin Hospital 120 First Aid" flew to the top of Tianchang Mountain with the roar of the propeller getting louder and louder, and the strong wind brought up the snow on the ground to blow up a white dragon, and the black fat man Yan Siguang was wearing a black leather coat with sunglasses and the iconic big bag, dragging a rope and jumping down from a height of more than ten meters: "Lao Zheng, Lao Niu! Don't be afraid when I'm here!"

The two ministers who were called by name have been under extreme pressure since the moment they found out that Ying Xingtian had disappeared. Not only is he responsible for the entire mission of exploring the ruins, he is worried about the loss of his peers in the "former Qing ancestral land", but he also has the vigilance to face the "Yandao", "Criminal Soldiers" and more than a dozen large and small organizations in Suifenhe City.

At this moment, watching the black fat man jump off the helicopter, no matter how much he boasted that he was the savior, he couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief in his heart: "Boss Yan, the speed is so fast!"

Following behind Yan Siguang, there was also a short old man with gray hair and a stiff body, and the whole person was always hidden behind the black fat man's strong body, until he landed on the ground, he showed his side face, and nodded slightly towards "Zheng" and "Niu".

The latter two's faces were even more happy and they quickly held back, and they bowed to the old man without moving, and then turned their gaze back to Yan Siguang: "The remnants of the formation are here, come and see." ”

When the black fat man followed the two to the wooden pavilion, Ji Daoyan, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff not far away, got up quietly, and his dark eyes suddenly brightened like stars, and he looked straight at the short old man behind him.

The two eyes touched slightly on the peak of Tianchang Mountain, and then they separated.

The old man followed Yan Siguang and walked silently without attracting anyone's attention, and the light in Ji Daoyan's eyes quickly faded, and he sat back on the edge of the cliff in the southeast corner of the peak, silently looking at the snow and pine forest below.

"This is the wreckage left over from the formation?"

Although the black fat man Yan Siguang was very pompous at the beginning, he was essentially a typical scientist obsessed with formations and techniques, and soon walked to the small wooden pavilion and squatted down to look at the broken stones all over the ground, as well as the formation base under the formation that had long disappeared: "Take my things." ”

Several members of the logistics department next to him had already prepared and took out various instruments one by one and handed them to the former.

Alloy rod, modular formation base. Levels, theodolites, mappers and even total stations. and the military three-defense, top-level configuration of sixteen-core and thirty-six-threaded laptops, all of which were quickly placed in front of him.

"Let everyone get out of the way five meters away, and I'll call you if necessary. ”

The two ministers, Zheng and Niu, and the members of Qianlong Yuan all left according to their words, leaving only Yan Siguang alone in the pavilion to quickly debug and install various instruments one by one, and the red light projected by the entire seven laser levels formed a simple but mysterious pattern on the base of the shattering array.

If Ji Yiming, Yu Zhenzhen, or Ying Xingtian were here, they could see that this pattern was at least six or seven points similar to the spatial teleportation formation hidden under the cement before.

Then the theodolite, mapper, and total station take turns to mark the next line interleaved nodes, and automatically export a prototype of the formation in more and more detail on the open laptop screen.

Ten meters away, everyone in Qianlong Yuan was staring closely at Yan Siguang's movements. Every pair of eyes showed a look of shock and admiration - the formation mage was already an admirable existence in the cultivator world, and a scientist like Yan Siguang, who was known as the first person in the world to form the formation and could deconstruct and reconstruct the ancient inheritance formation with modern technology, was full of incredible magical power like a magician.

In about seven or eight minutes, as the alloy rods and the module formation base were combined, Yan Siguang's expression on his dark and fat face became more and more relaxed and confident, and he finally breathed a long sigh of relief after installing the last module: "It's done, the difference from the previous destroyed teleportation formation will not exceed three thousandths, even if there is a teleportation azimuth error distance, it can be controlled within one kilometer of the first two landing points - as long as the range of this 'former Qing Ancestral Land' is not less than one kilometer in radius." ”

Zheng and Niu were overjoyed, and hurried to the small wooden pavilion in a few steps: "Then hurry up, go in and find Boss Ying and the others, and get in touch first." If the transmission is successful, will you be able to keep in touch with the outside world?"

"You're just whimsical. Yan Siguang shook his head: "If the one-way teleportation array can do this, it can almost overturn all the formation theoretical foundations of our Huaxia cultivator realm, how can the secret of time and space be so easy." ”

"If I can study the formation in-depth into that field, Boss Yan, my life will not be in vain. The black fat man's face showed a look of fascination, and he pondered for a moment before shaking his head and coming back to his senses: "Ready to activate the teleportation array, have you all decided who will go in?"

The two ministers, "Zheng" and "Niu", glanced at each other and said the answer that had been discussed a long time ago: "There are four people from the warhead, four people from the logistics department, plus the two of us, ten." ”

"I can't send that much. Yan Siguang immediately refused: "The previous formation could teleport ten, because the arranger himself also used the corresponding random coordinates inside the ruins. If I re-replicate this, it would be good to be able to maintain forty percent of the effect - the limit is four people, and if I increase it again, the formation may collapse again. ”

Before the two of them could speak, he followed up and added: "And I have to go in too, otherwise even if I enter the underground ruins, do you know how to arrange a reverse teleportation array according to random coordinates and send people back again?"

The latter two shook their heads awkwardly.

"That's not it. Yan Siguang helped his glasses: "I'll count one, the two of you add together to count three, and you can add one more person, it's almost the same." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Daoyan, who was originally sitting on the cliff in the northeast corner, appeared on everyone's side at some point - his expression was calm and his voice was elegant and good: "Count me in." ”

Zheng Niu and the others looked ugly, and they were silent for a while before they spoke: "Chief, after all, this is the underground ruins that I found in Qianlongyuan, and the teleportation formation is also ...... that our Chief Yan has just arranged."

"I understand, so it's just a discussion. Ji Daoyan didn't think it was a pestle, and his voice was still gentle: "After all, Elder Haichao is also trapped inside, so we can't say that this matter has nothing to do with our 'Yan Dao'." ”

Before the two could speak again, the white-headed old man who had been hiding in the shadows from the beginning suddenly "walked" out, glanced at Ji Daoyan and nodded to the front two: "Let him in." ”

It wasn't until this moment that the two of them really "discovered" the existence of this old man, and their faces suddenly showed a look of surprise and joy, and they nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"

Ji Daoyan gently saluted the old man, showing a certain degree of respect.

"Alright, get ready, I'm going to launch the formation. Yan Siguang inlaid various colored gemstones such as extremely fast green pine, southern red, crystal, and jade into the reserved notch, and pressed it on the metal rod in the center with one hand: "Do you have anything to bring?"

"You're all set, let's go. After discovering that the white-headed old man had also come to the scene, the expressions on the faces of the two ministers Zheng Niu were much more relaxed, and they quickly walked into the formation and followed behind Yan Siguang.

As for Ji Daoyan, who was wearing a cyan Dao robe and looked quite immortal, he nodded at the white-haired old man before entering the small wooden pavilion as well.

Where the light flashed, the four people within the range of the formation quietly disappeared.

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Although he had enough judgment in his heart, Ying Xingtian still took the remaining seven people under his command to walk back and forth between the "two" yurt-shaped dome buildings several times in a row, and continued to destroy and mark and compare several times.

There was still no abnormal phenomenon on the way through, there were no spatial fluctuations, no formation transmission, and the light irradiated by the high-lumen strong flashlight extended into a straight line, unhindered at all.

The so-called "two" domed buildings, separated by several kilometers, were once again confirmed by them to be the same one several times in a row.

This strong sense of disobedience shattered everyone's perception of themselves and the outside world, and they almost thought that they were in a strange dream that kept circulating.

As a top martial arts master, he has control over himself and the outside world to the limit of what humans can reach. But even he never found out that there were any formation fluctuations that distorted time and space in this several kilometers long corridor, so the shock in his heart was even stronger than the seven people behind him!

It was only at this moment that Ying Xingtian confirmed that the ruins of the "Former Qing Ancestral Land" in front of him were several times weirder and more dangerous than the Shanglin Lake Ancient Kiln City, which hid the "Transformation of Ancestor Gu Array" and the body and consciousness of the Ancestor Gu in the same era as the Yan and Huang Emperors thousands of years ago!

(I don't know if Ji Yiming and Yu Zhenzhen have encountered the same danger.) Although there is the 'Yin Evil Anode Snake', the Grandmaster Realm Gu Snake, as a hole card, Ou Haichao, who is also a Grandmaster, has still not been heard from since his disappearance...... ）

He let out a long sigh, and for the first time stood in the middle of the "two" dome building in the narrow corridor, and stopped not knowing how to proceed next.

This kind of maze, if Yan Siguang is here...... Maybe there's a chance to crack it, right?