Glazed snow, a hidden glazed forest.

Chu Yunfeng carved on the ground for three days, completed the preliminary outline of the formation, and began to focus on building the core of the formation. The core formation diagram based on the innate gossip has been portrayed many times, and every action is still very careful.

Luo Youhe was uncharacteristically very quiet, sitting next to a glass tree behind Chu Yunfeng, holding his head and staring at him in a daze.

"It's rare for this girl to be so quiet. Looking at her, she really looks like a little daughter-in-law in the mundane world, watching her man work in the fields. ”

Wu Buju and Shu Shilan were standing not far away, and they couldn't help, so they could only chat to pass the time.

"Is there one?"

Shu Shilan was a little unimpressed.

"How do I feel like a child, looking at my father's back? You say, will they really become Taoist couples in the future?"

Shu Shilan said, surprised by the thoughts in her heart. What an unreliable thing, now I actually take it for granted.

Even Wu Buju didn't notice it, and in his subconscious, a seed was planted.

Ten days later, the core formation diagram was basically completed, Chu Yunfeng continued to draw the positioning coordinates, and when he was just halfway through the arrangement, a voice appeared that he couldn't imagine:

"Qiannan, Kunbei, Lidong, Kanxi, Dudongnan, Zhendong, Xunnan, Genxi..."

These positions are consistent with the positions he has already completed. Looking back, the person who said this was actually Luo Youhe. Chu Yunfeng was just about to say something, and an even more shocking word came out of her mouth:

"Hexagram on the top (yáo), take it above, set the resumption of the dry, hexagram under the hexagram, take the bottom, called Fukun. ”

It is taken from the upper line of the hexagram, which is defined in space as the dry of the coordinates of the complex Qiankun, that is, the upper one, and the meaning is taken from the lower line, which is defined as the kun, that is, the lower. Drawing this coordinate and the azimuth array diagram as a whole is a complete three-dimensional coordinate map, which is similar to the three-line positioning method summarized by Chu Yunfeng before, but it is more accurate.

Wu Buju and Shu Shilan couldn't understand this, so they could only stare at each other, but Chu Yunfeng was extremely shocked, and he actually carved it according to Luo Youhe's formula.

According to this method, the accuracy of positioning will still be stable at 90%.

"Go for yin, come for yang. ”

Luo Youhe chanted six words.

Chu Yunfeng was suddenly empowered, and his pen was shining, and every time he carved a line, a translucent dot would be condensed.

When the formation was completed, hundreds of small dots were practiced into a line, completely hidden in the void. At the same time, the entire formation seemed to have vitality, and it was integrated, and suddenly it flashed, lighting up half of the sky.

"Boom!"

Thunder from the sky!

A thunderbolt that spread across the sky landed without warning, and once again slashed at the Tianchi at the peak of Yao Mountain.

This time, the entire Forgotten Lands noticed.

All the monks in the late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm had such a message flashing in their minds: The means to break through the seal and leave the Forgotten Land have appeared!

The news was so sudden, but no one would have doubted it. This way of announcing the world has existed since ancient times, and it is called the Heavenly Message.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day, and the entire cultivation realm is crazy and completely chaotic. Those who bring disaster to the world are not limited to blood skeletons.

Yunxiao Immortal Sect, the Hall of Success.

"Timeline!"

The ghost spirit, who has always been a bit cynical, finally has a little color change.

"You are the only one who can say those six words under this sky!"

That's right! The hidden line formed when Chu Yunfeng was arranging the formation was the timeline.

The past is yin, the future is yang. This is the hidden time attribute of the innate gossip, which completes Chu Yunfeng's incompleteness in the comprehension of the innate gossip, and integrates time and space.

From then on, the chance of success of the teleportation will be 100%.

At the same time, and most importantly, the flawless teleportation array is currently the only way to get out of the Forgotten Lands.

If anyone knew this, Chu Yunfeng would definitely become the target of the whole world. And even he didn't know what kind of whirlpool he would be involved in.

Netherlands, Hills of Rest.

"Kill!"

The high-level blood general, who had completely recovered from his injuries, drew his sword out of its sheath and issued an order to kill.

In just one hour, 10 million lives poured blood into nine springs, and suddenly the road rolled over, and the blood was all over the place.

The newly promoted high-level blood rider stood next to the golden stone page, and used his yuan power to open the page that had been idle for many years, piercing his fingertips and dripping a drop of blood.

Buzz!

The pages of the golden stone book were full of blood, surrounding the entire blood sacrifice array. A moment later, the old text was revealed again.

The blood rider stretched out his palm, pressed it on the page of the golden stone, and reverently recited the scriptures: "The fisherman is in the abyss, thinking of the swimming of the water, the hungry intestines chase the deer, the wings of the envy of the bird, my great husband, the sun and the moon are bright, and the fierce warriors of the past return from the dead!"

With sufficient blood and energy, the power of the Sutra of the Past Life is not what it used to be. Every word that came out of the blood rider's mouth would turn into a blood-colored rune and scatter it in the great array.

Outside the blood sacrifice array, thousands of blood soldiers knelt down. Not far from them was the second group of 10 million beings to be sacrificed.

When the blood talisman dispersed into the earth, the sound of chanting crossed the distance of dozens of miles, reached the Lonely Soul Collar, seeped into the ground, and resounded over the Falling Soul River.

In an instant, the bodies of countless sluggish and confused lonely souls and wild ghosts were shocked, and they all looked at the sky, and then turned into black smoke in the sky, seeping out of the surface of the river and flying in the direction of the rest hill.

Speaking of the rest of the hill, after the blood talisman was completely submerged in the big array, one after another the well-preserved corpses broke out of the ground, absorbing the blood water that overflowed the Yongdao.

Half an hour later, the black smoke flying from the Falling Soul River turned into a soul shadow again, and under the effect of the formation, it was smashed into these corpses, forming a new overlapping body.

If you count them carefully, there are one hundred and twenty overlapping bodies of these new students.

Three months later, the blood retreated three feet and fell into the corridor. One hundred and twenty coincided, and opened their eyes blankly.

The two blood generals shot at the same time, knocking memories into the minds of each of the overlapping individuals, and one hundred and twenty soldiers of the Purple Mansion Realm were born.

However, the matter was far from over, and another 10 million monks were angry on the spot, and the blood once again overflowed the road.

Also three months later, a second batch of one hundred and twenty soldiers of the Chopping Army was manufactured.

Immediately after that, the third, fourth, fifth...

Two years later, there were more than 700 soldiers of the Chopping Army!

More than 700 Purple Mansion Realm!

If all these people were sent out to the Netherlands, I don't know how many forces would survive, and I'm afraid there wouldn't even be many monks who survived.

Surprisingly, so many Slashing Army soldiers were not sent out, but hibernate in the Rest Hill. And the operation of producing the soldiers of the Chopping Army has not stopped, and is still in full swing.

Outside the Netherworld, the big forces are focused on finding a way to break through the sealing array, and send the sect forces to Yaoshan;

While the high-ranking members of most of the forces were waiting for good news in the sect, the advance team they sent to Yaoshan died one by one in the mouth of the alien beast Xuanru.

It wasn't until he died that anyone understood why the messages sent to Yaoshan were like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no response. It's a pity that the strength of the alien beast Xuanru is too strong, and no one can transmit the information here back to the sect.

Since there were not many people in each sect, few people cared, so they sent another wave of people.

A few months later, the second group of men and horses was wiped out, and it finally attracted attention. Therefore, the third batch of teams was led by the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm. At the same time, in order to prevent further accidents, the major sects have established a liaison mechanism to communicate with each other.

After reaching an agreement, the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm led by each sect agreed to meet first on the Lion King Mountain, a hundred miles away from Yao Mountain, and then go to Yao Mountain together.

The first force to arrive was the team of the Sword Sect. Leading the team is the veteran Purple Mansion Realm peak powerhouse Yuwen Wangtian, and the disciples are Uncle Tai Jianchen and Xu Yanfang and others.

A day later, the men of the Wind and Rain Pavilion arrived.

Before reaching the top of the mountain, I heard Liu Feng's voice from a distance: "Hahaha! Brother Yuwen, I haven't seen you for many years, and my cultivation has become more and more profound! The next time I see you, I'm afraid I'll have to call you senior!"

"Brother Liu laughed!"

Standing on the mountain peak, Yuwen looked at the sky and arched his hand.

"The breath on Brother Guanliu's body is close to the consummation of the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, and if you go further, it will be just around the corner!"

"Hahaha!"

During the greetings, the two laughed and talked happily.

"Zijiang, Xiao Jiu, this is the Elder Yuwen I often mention to you. Brother Yuwen is a cultivator at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, his strength is extraordinary, and he is kind to me, so don't you hurry up and salute!"

When he came closer, Liu Feng immediately instructed the two juniors to give Yuwen a salute to the sky.

"Junior Wu Zijiang, I've seen Yuwen's senior!"

"Junior Xiao Jiu, I've seen Yuwen's senior!"

Yuwen Wangtian has been famous in the forgotten land for a long time, Wu Zijiang and Xiao Jiu have already heard of it, as juniors, it is appropriate to see the courtesy.

"No need to be polite!"

Yuwen Wangtian took out the demeanor of an elder and said politely.

"Master Wu's nephew studied under the seniors of Cang, and he treated me with the gift of the juniors, and he was ashamed to accept it!

"Brother Liu's words are wrong! There is no order in cultivation, and those who reach it are respected. Zijiang is still shallow, and it is not an exaggeration to call Brother Yuwen a senior. ”

Liu Feng said, and then pointed at Xiao Jiu.

"This Xiao Jiu kid is a descendant of Elder Xiao, and in recent years, because of the teleportation array, he has a slight reputation in the cultivation world. ”

"Oh, what a hero!"

Yuwen Wangtian praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you Yuwen seniors for the compliment!"

Xiao Jiu bowed his hand again and expressed his gratitude.

I saw the salute here, and the party of the Sword Sect naturally began to return the salute, and Uncle Jianchen and Xu Yanfang also came over to see Liu Feng, and it was another red tape.