After taking a look at this place, Jun Anzhi calculated the time, there were still seven days before the full moon, and there was still plenty of time, so she could prepare slowly.

It's just that it is really a big problem to dig up the things underground quietly without alarming the more than 100 people in this tent.

Jun Anzhi stopped in place for a long time, and then retreated silently.

On the other side, the monk felt the breath of distantness, and his heart gradually relaxed.

That Taoist chief is really related to the prince, and he is his nobleman.

Only this time, the monk no longer told Jing Zhao about the whereabouts of the Daoist.

He thought that since the Taoist chief didn't want to see the prince, then he wouldn't be the wicked person who was disgusted.

However, early tomorrow morning, Jun Anzhi unexpectedly found the monk.

Early in the morning, after the monk's morning class, he heard a report from the soldiers, and someone asked to see him.

The monk was stunned for a moment, pinched his fingers, and finally smiled slightly, "Your guest is coming, please." ”

"Yes."

Jun Anzhi was soon invited to the monk's residence.

"With the master's way, you can already see the purpose of the poor way to come to you, right?" As soon as they met, Jun Anzhi went straight to the point to the monk.

This monk, about thirty or forty years old, has a righteous face, and faintly has the light of the Buddha through his body.

said that he couldn't break the soul gathering array in the camp tent, Jun Anzhi didn't believe you very much.

"Calculate a little bit, the poor monk is also waiting for the Taoist." The monk smiled.

Waved off the soldier and personally brought the prepared tea to her.

"What does the master think?" Jun Anzhi raised his eyebrows, unceremoniously picked up the tea and drank it, and asked like a dumb fan.

"The Taoist chief is just an old friend he met when the poor monk was traveling, and now he is invited by the poor monk to help." The monk is very good.

"Master's style often has the style of my Daomen."

Jun Anzhi smiled with satisfaction, fortunately the monk didn't give her a sentence of "monks don't speak", otherwise, she would not be able to help but hammer the head of this bald donkey.

Then he said, "Xiaodao needs the help of the master. ”

As he spoke, he told the monk about the situation in the camp.

"Poor monk Hui'an." After listening to Jun Anzhi's words, Hui An sang a Buddha horn and reported his Dharma number in a deep voice.

Jun An was stunned, and said casually, "Poor Dao Yuqing." ”

"What I said is very urgent, and the master must be sure to do it before the full moon of this month."

The monk nodded, it was okay for him to break the formation alone, but it would startle the snake, and moreover, it would lead to death.

These days, he's been waiting for a helper.

There is an intuition in the dark, and the Taoist will appear.

However, if no one shows up to help him on another full moon night, he will also come out to break the formation.

It's just that there is a high chance that you will be crushed.

When he saw this Dao Master appear in front of him, he knew that he didn't have to work hard.

Although cultivators take it as their responsibility to save the common people, they take their own life and death very lightly.

But Hui An is not the kind of stupid cultivator, he only knows that blind cultivation and saving his life is necessary.

"I will tell the prince and let him think of a foolproof plan."

Jun An listened and looked at Hui An seriously.

This bald donkey is sleek and knows how to be flexible, this kind of brain-moving thing, immediately dumped the pot to Jing Zhao.

Therefore, on this day, Jun Anzhi swaggered and sat in Hui'an's tent, waiting for him to persuade Jing Zhao.

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Because Jun Anzhi is now forced to be helpless, and Jing Zhao now urgently needs to break the formation in the military camp.

Looking at Hui An's appearance, Jun An could guess that this monk knew what the people who were in the formation here were going to do.

If that person made a certain magic weapon and used against him, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Because the discovery made in such an evil method must be very powerful.

With so many battle souls to refine weapons, Jun Anzhi first had to think of a kind of soul banner similar to the famous soul banner in the underworld.

The spirit banner of the underworld is to directly invite the ghosts of the underworld to come out to fight.

And the "Soul Flag" that is practiced with this kind of sinister confidence is to directly control the ghosts.

The most vicious way is to collect a large number of war spirits at one time, and use the method of "raising Gu" to let them kill each other to a certain extent, leaving the strongest to stay.

And now this mysterious person is very likely to use this method to make magic weapons.

Tens of thousands of souls are not something that ordinary people can control, at least not mortals.

Therefore, Jun Anzhi guessed that the person might have used the method of raising Gu to take the strongest battle spirits, refine them, and then use them as slaves for his own magic weapons.

After seeing that the monk agreed to his conditions without thinking about it, presumably, this Hui'an also guessed what the people behind the scenes wanted to do.

Therefore, she was not afraid that Jing Zhao would deal with her temporarily.

Moreover, Jun Anzhi asked himself, there was nothing he had offended the future emperor......

Soon Hui An brought back the news, and asked Jun Anzhi to do his best, and the prince would try his best to cooperate.

She was pleased with the answer.

Fourteen, before the full moon night, Jun'anzhi started at noon.

Because ghosts like full moon nights, those demon cultivators who do bad things also like this kind of day.

But in the midday sun, they don't like it very much.

Even if the ghosts are high, they don't like the midday sun very much.

At noon, in the middle of the day, Jing Zhao transferred the more than 100 people in the tent out of the tent early, saying that there was an urgent task temporary.

As soon as the people left, Jun Anzhi commanded a team of secret guards given by Jing Zhao to let them do their work.

And the outside of the camp tent has long been surrounded by Jing Zhao's heavy troops, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Seventeen is the captain of the dark guard under Jing Zhao, he received an order from the organization early in the morning, and today he will listen to the command of a Taoist leader.

But he never expected that he would lead ten brothers, just listen to a Taoist priest, and let himself dig the soil.

Although he had a lot of complaints in his heart, because of the prince's order, he still commanded his subordinates to dig down.

This digging was only dug for a full hour.

Jun Anzhi stood on the edge of a large pit two meters wide and more than one meter deep, squinting and looking down.

Glancing at the lieutenant who had accompanied him to watch here, the man had already retreated far away.

Because he felt cold.

Jun Anzhi summoned the secret guard commander Seventeen, who was overseeing the work, "Divide these talismans and let them take them." ”

Seventeen was stunned, glanced at the young Taoist priest, and divided the rune paper without saying anything

The ten people who dug the pit are all very masculine, and they were specially found out by Jun Anzhi and Jing Zhao.

Because the magic weapon buried below is specially used to collect souls, its yin qi is very heavy, and if you are not careful, people will be hurt by the exposed yin qi.

In order to be more secure, Jun Anzhi gave each of them a talisman.

It's just that after digging for so long, this pit is too deep to reach the end.

"Dao Chief, will this pit ...... too deep?"

The deputy general saw that he had been digging for a long time without yielding anything, and couldn't help but step forward to remind Jun Anzhi.

"Then keep digging." Jun Anzhi ignored his words and continued to command the dark guard.