August 1st.

Hai time.

The moonlight is like water, and the view of stopping water is as quiet and safe as usual.

The surrounding villagers follow the ancient rule of "sunrise and sunrise", and most of them have fallen asleep. Very few people who didn't sleep, and they couldn't notice that the water-stopping concept at this moment had already been murderous, and layers of defensive circles surrounded the entire water-stopping view.

Stop the water and view the underground secret room.

Xiao Fan, Wen Tian, and Tan Xuan sat cross-legged, forming a triangle, facing each other.

The three brothers and sisters, all wearing purple and gold crowns, wearing gold silk gossip cranes, stepping on Ruyi Yin and Yang to climb the clouds, and holding seven-star jade Ruyi. In the middle of the three people, there is a chaotic pattern paved with black, white and yellow pebbles, and under the seat of the three, there are three smaller three-color chaotic patterns.

In the middle of the large chaotic pattern, there is a four-legged copper tripod, two feet square, look at the pattern of the copper tripod and the pattern pattern carved by the tripod body, this is the imitation of the treasure of Wujimen town religion "Qiankun Ding". In the body of the imitation, there is a "mini" small tripod that is being placed, the body of the tripod is red, and the chaotic pattern rotates slowly, which is the "Qiankun Ding".

The power of the "Upside Down Three-Talent Killing Array" will be completely stimulated by the "Qiankun Ding".

Everything.

However, Tan Xuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he seemed to have some worries that he couldn't let go.

Second Master Wen knew what this fourth senior sister was thinking, and said slowly: "Senior sister, since Master Lingyun is unwilling to participate, we can't force it. He is a monk, and the four are empty......"

Tan Xuan nodded lightly, looking a little lonely.

In her mind, Senior Brother Lingyun was different from other senior brothers and sisters. loves her very much, like a brother. A few days ago. Tan Xuan told Master Lingyun his request, and Master Lingyun was noncommittal.

Now the war is imminent. There was still no trace of Senior Brother Lingyun, and Tan Xuan couldn't help but feel a great loss in his heart.

Second Master Wen didn't care very much.

He knew that Master Lingyun was the number one master of Tai Chi Sect, and his martial arts cultivation should not be under Tan Xuan, who was the director of the two families. If Master Lingyun could sit in the Water Stopping Temple, the natural defense force would be even stronger. But when Second Master Wen and Xiao Fan made a plan, they never counted Master Lingyun in their defensive strength. Now Master Lingyun is unwilling to participate in this matter, and the relationship is not too big.

Later, the battle will be fought together, and the enemy's leaders will go all out to deal with their senior brothers and sisters, and the three of them will not be enough, so where can they free up their hands to attack the Zhishui Temple? There is Xin Lin Wen Siyuan in charge. The elite of the Huang Haiwen family and the elite of the Rouge Society work together, and the defensive measures of the water stop view can be called strict and abnormal, as long as there is no sneak attack by the top masters, a small army will come, and if you don't carry heavy weapons, you may not be able to stop the water view.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The atmosphere of the water stop view is more solemn and solemn.

It's time in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha!"

A clear Buddha horn came from afar, although it was still in the distance, but it was peaceful. Everyone in the room could hear it clearly, as if they were standing across from the monks.

Tan Xuan's eyebrows rose suddenly, his face full of joy.

Second Master Wen's eyes shone brightly.

He had never met Master Lingyun, but he had only heard of his name for a long time. Although I knew that the inheritance of Tai Chi was not trivial. But in this world of the end of the martial arts, Master Lingyun's internal strength is so deep, it is still greatly beyond the expectations of Second Master Wen.

General Hospital in the darkness of night. The small courtyard where Old Man Xiao lives is heavily guarded. At nightfall. The security force in the small courtyard was suddenly greatly strengthened, and Deputy Director Zhong of the Supreme Security Bureau personally led a group of "big internal masters" to come to the guard. Don't say that idlers can't get close at all. Even if he is a powerful person, he can't enter the courtyard without permission.

This is a very rare situation.

The old man has been hospitalized in the past, and the guards have never been so tight.

I don't know what's going on today.

Some people who understand this situation and whose heads turn relatively quickly can't help but think of Old Man Xiao's illness, and think that the old man is already very critical.

In the old man's hospital room, the lights are still on.

Xiao Zhan sat in front of the hospital bed, the old man was half leaning on the bed, although he was extremely thin, his face was still calm, and he didn't look particularly pale and ugly, especially in his eyes, he was still shining, and he didn't look like he was terminally ill.

If the doctors of the medical expert group saw this scene, they were afraid that they would be surprised.

This situation is really "weird".

This kind of "weird" change happened to Old Man Xiao once, and so far I have not been able to find a good and reasonable explanation, but I didn't expect that less than a year later, the same "weird" change happened again. In their view, this is really contrary to medical common sense. Although there has never been a shortage of miracles in medicine, it is incomprehensible that miracles always happen to the same person over and over again.

Not to mention the doctors of the expert group of the General Hospital, even Xiao Zhan, they also have mixed feelings.

Until now, he is still skeptical of the "magic technique", but he no longer has the slightest doubt about Xiao Fan's medical skills.

This is the quintessence of the country!

Xiao Zhan is completely understandable, acceptable, and very supportive.

As for such a thing as magic, Xiao Fan will not talk deeply with Lao Tzu, and it doesn't matter if Xiao Zhan believes it or not.

"Liberation, you said Xiao Fan refused?"

The old man asked slowly, his voice low and clear and powerful. However, it seemed that the old man's expression was quite worried.

Xiao Zhan frowned slightly and nodded.

According to the old man's instructions, Xiao Zhan made a special trip to discuss with Lieutenant General Zhong Wangyang, deputy director of the Security Bureau, and planned to temporarily assign two guards to Xiao Fan. I don't know what the reason is, the old man always feels that during this time, there will be people who are not good for Xiao Fan. Maybe this is from some kind of premonition of the old man, or maybe it's just grandpa's concern and love for his grandson.

But the old man has a life, and General Zhong Wangyang did not hesitate and readily agreed.

Zhong Wangyang was originally a senior general who was single-handedly picked up by the old man. Zhong Wangyang's father has followed the old man for many years and is the old man's most loyal subordinate. Therefore, Zhong Wangyang himself must be regarded as the backbone of the Xiao family.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan refused the kindness of his grandfather and father.

"It's better if you refuse."

After a while, the old man whispered, and his tone became relaxed.

Xiao Zhan nodded again.

This time, he agreed with his father's opinion. Xiao Fan is not comparable to ordinary young people, and his personality is calm and abnormal. Since he refused to be guarded by the "Ouchi master", it was not polite, but he was very sure of his own safety.

It's just that Xiao Zhan is a little strange, could it be that there are more powerful characters around Xiao Fan than the "master of the inner world"?

Different from the quiet and harmonious situation in the small courtyard of the General Hospital, the Xishan Villa was already full of solemnity.

In a secret room in the West Hill Villa, five white-robed people sat cross-legged. In the middle of the floor of the secret room is a beast pattern made of black, white, yellow, and red stone slabs, with four white fangs.

Patriarch Rong Tian sat in the middle of the beast's mouth, his eyebrows lowered, and his forehead wrinkled like a knife and an axe.

Sabir and Abbas, Han Chinese men and white-robed sisters with black veils on their faces, sat on all sides. The positions where the four of them lived were not symmetrical, and the distance from Patriarch Rongtian was also far and near. If you connect their positions with lines, you can see that they seem to be able to form a complete pattern of beasts, and they are in the position of the limbs of the beasts.

The Han man is also wearing a white robe, but he looks majestic on weekdays and has the bearing of a high-ranking person, but at this time, he is dressed like the Hu people in the Western Regions, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit nondescript.

Of course, at this time, no one cares about these details of dressing.

In the secret room, the atmosphere was solemn and tense.

Rao was like this, and Sabir also kept looking at the Han man opposite, and a look of distrust flashed in his eyes from time to time. For this third junior brother, Sabir has never hidden his opinion of him. On weekdays, of course, there won't be any big problems. Patriarch Rong Tian left the main altar of the Western Departure Sect, left the homeland where he had lived for decades, traveled thousands of miles, came to China in the east, and made painstaking arrangements.

With such a foundation, generally speaking, the third junior brother can still be trusted.

But it does not include the situation in front of you.

This new "Five Holy Locking Dragon Array" is a new formation that Master has consulted and comprehended in this year's retreat, and it has developed and changed from the original "Five Holy Locking Dragon Array". Correspondingly, the five people who presided over the formation must go all out, and the huge amount of mana consumed is also incomparable.

Anyone who has the slightest reservation will immediately weaken the power of the entire circle, and even affect the other spellcasters.

In other words, once the spell casting, the five people who preside over the magic circle will become very "vulnerable", with little ability to protect themselves, and the safety of the five people is pinned on the defense force outside.

Sabir still trusted the defensive circle laid by the elite disciples of the Western Departure Sect, however, this was after all on the land of Huaxia Kingdom, and all arrangements depended on the support of the third junior disciple. If there is any change in the three junior brothers, everyone's lives are worried.

And that Ye Guyu, that is also an unstable factor.

Master seemed to have a lot of trust in that Huaxia man and was very relieved, and Sabir didn't dare to completely agree.

Compared with the third junior brother, Ye Guyu is more dangerous and uncertain.

It's just that in these cases, Sabir has calmly explained to the master, but the master refuses to take his opinion, and Sabir is also very helpless. Seeing that the war was imminent, Sabir was no longer uneasy in his heart, and he did not dare to say anything, so as not to disturb the morale of the army.

"Sabir, calm down, don't be nervous, the sky won't fall."

Xu is aware of the uneasiness in the heart of the eldest disciple, and Patriarch Rong Tian said slowly, his tone stern.

"Yes, Master!"

Sabir couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly agreed, reined in his thoughts, and didn't dare to think nonsense. (To be continued......)