At night, the moonlight shines on the top of the green forest.

Fang Dong opened his eyes and looked around, his eyes were solemn.

The aura of Cuilin Mountain suddenly disappeared, and Fang Dong looked at the time—twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!.

To be precise, the aura was absorbed in an instant, and even he, a cultivator in the Ning Dan period, couldn't sense the slightest aura.

Fang Dong tried to walk down the mountain, and when he reached the mountain pass, he could enter and exit as usual, but Xiao Chu was blocked.

After he withdrew Xiao Chu into his body, he also lost the qualification to enter and exit.

Fang Dong circled around the mountain and found that the entire mountain seemed to have an invisible barrier, blocking the entry and exit of the aura and the accompanying spirits.

"Sure enough, it's strange, could it be some special companion spirit?" Fang Dong touched his chin and pondered.

"Let's go back to the top of the hill first, and I'll see if this barrier has a top. Xiao Chu suggested.

Fang Dong returned to the top of the mountain.

Xiao Chu flew to a height of more than ten meters and stopped, "There is also a barrier here...... No, there's something wrong with this mountain!"

"What's the problem?" Fang Dong asked.

"This mountain looks down from above, there are four pavilions on the mountainside, the pavilion on the top of the mountain is larger, and the position of the trees seems to have some kind of regularity, a bit like the formation in your dreams. ”

Formation?

According to Xiao Chu's description, this mountain should be based on the gazebo as the eye of the formation, and the forest as the line, although the whole picture cannot be seen, but the strength of the person who can have this stroke and arrange the formation is definitely far beyond Fang Dong's Ning Dan period.

"Xiao Chu, you can see the line of the formation clearly, come down and draw it for me. Fang Dong was unwilling to give up like this, no matter what type of formation it was, he always had to try.

The master of the person in his dream was quite proficient in the formation, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, that person's insight in the formation was also slightly successful.

With Xiao Chu's depiction, Fang Dong's expression gradually became weird.

This mountain-based formation turned out to be just the most ordinary trapped formation, and it was a broken trapped formation, so there was a difference between day and night.

"Although the strength of the person who set up the formation is profound, but looking at the level of this arrangement, it should be a half-ass, and even the position of the formation in the west is wrong. Fang Dong shook his head.

To break the formation, you only need to pull out the formation eye, and the five array eyes are five pavilions, and the western pavilion is just in the wrong position, and the array eyes are still there.

Fang Dong came to the Western Pavilion and pressed it on the ground with one hand, his spiritual power penetrating the ground like silk, looking for the items that suppressed the Array Eye.

Each array needs to have a corresponding item to sit in, and it is not yet known what the item to suppress is.

If it is the world in the dream, there is usually a special magic weapon, or it is directly used as a formation eye by the spirit weapon.

Fang Dong's spiritual power groped in the earth, and after nearly a minute, his complexion changed, and then he was ecstatic, pressing the five fingers of his palm on the ground slightly bent, and his arm was raised vigorously.

The tips of his five fingers were connected to the white spiritual power thread, and the silk thread collapsed straight, one end sinking into the ground, as if dragging something.

The ground under his arm protruded upwards slightly, and as his arm was raised, the protrusion of the ground revealed a small silver cone.

Fang Dong took a breath, his arm bloomed, and he raised it suddenly, and the entire Cuilin Mountain trembled violently.

A short sword about a foot long broke through the ground, the blade was black throughout, the blade was about two fingers wide, the hilt was only a quarter long, and there was a small silver cone at the end.

"This ...... This is a spiritual weapon!" Fang Dong held the spiritual weapon in his hand, and his excitement was inexplicable.

"Don't get excited, this is just one of the needle eyes, and besides, the main array eye is not moving!" Xiao Chu spun around the short sword.

"Yes, yes!" Fang Dong's figure flashed, and he galloped towards the north direction.

An hour later, Fang Dong was panting in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, with four identical black short swords pinned to his waist.

On the ground of the pavilion is a four-foot long knife, which looks like a Tang horizontal knife, but the length is different, the handle alone is thirty centimeters, the blade is one palm wide, and the blade is dull and full of rust.

"Wouldn't this also be a spiritual weapon?" Fang Dong couldn't lift this knife with his physical body alone, and he still needed to instill spiritual power.

You must know that with the strength of his physical body, it is not a problem to lift two hundred catties with one hand.

"Drop blood and see if you can refine it. "Xiao Chu Dao.

Fang Dong forced out a drop of essence blood and placed it on the blade.

The essence blood quickly melted into the blade, and the long knife trembled, sending out a blood mist.

Fang Dong's brows tightened, this long knife gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and there was an illusion of blood connection.

With the tremor of the long knife, the rust spots on the knife body fell off little by little, revealing a dark blade, which shone with a lilac light in the moonlight, and a reddish-brown blood groove made people shudder.

Fang Dong's arm sank, the weight of the long knife increased again, and the spiritual power in his body frantically poured into the long knife, "Xiao Chu, help me convert spiritual power!"

At the same time, the Taiji Jin Dan of his dantian spun rapidly.

Fang Dong had never felt that time had passed so slowly.

When the moonlight fades, the sky is reddened by the morning glow.

Fang Dong collapsed to the ground weakly, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and Xiao Chu was translucent on the side, so tired that he couldn't float.

His Tai Chi Jin Dan was dim, and the golden arc no longer jumped.

Still, he had a satisfied smile on his face.

A four-foot-long knife was floating beside him, and a golden electric snake was swimming around it.

Knife name: 'Cold Shore', which means that people can return to the other shore only after they die cold.

Fang Dong's mind moved, and the light and shadow of the 'Cold Shore' long knife flashed and disappeared.

In his dantian, the 'Cold Shore' long knife slowly rotated around the Taiji Golden Pill, and golden arcs jumped between the two.

Ordinary people's golden pills are tempered with Dan fire, while Fang Dong is tempered with golden heavenly thunder.

Edgeworth Flying is just a general term, and the spiritual weapons refined by the monks can be controlled. However, this is an urban area after all, and it will be problematic if someone finds out.

Although he doesn't know what the material of 'Cold Shore' is, he can absorb the power of the Thunder Tribulation in his spiritual power and resist the Thunder Tribulation, which is definitely not ordinary.

"Xiao Chu, the person who laid out this formation is not ordinary! Four medium-grade spiritual weapons, a non-grade weapon with its own introduction, just refining almost squeezed the two of us. Fang Dong looked at the reddened horizon and crossed his knees to recover.

This hidden mission is worth a lot more than that bonus.

In fact, the person who posted the hidden mission didn't know the truth, and of course it was related to the fact that this person didn't understand the formation.

When Fang Dong returned to Xianwei Building, it was almost noon.

He was worried that taking the bus with four short swords would be too eye-catching, so he took a taxi back.

But the taxi driver also looked at Fang Dong through the reflector from time to time, which made Fang Dong firm in his desire to buy a car.

The four flying swords are just for Xu Jing and Gu Qingyu's family of three, and when these people Ning Dan are condensed, they can be refined and used.

Fang Dong's mission received a bonus of nearly two million.

The shadow spirits he killed were the bounty tasks sent by the system before, and he only chose to complete bounty task 2.

As for the bounty task 1: to investigate the purpose of the wandering spirit entering Huajing City, he did not report it.

When it comes to Xiao Chu's secrets, how can the two million be measured!

After a period of time, life returned to peace, and Gu Qingyu enrolled him in a driving school at Fang Dong's request.

The scorching summer gradually fades away as the sound of cicadas fades, ushering in a refreshing golden autumn.

The revenge of the Yang family was delayed, and Fang Dong and the others gradually stopped taking this matter to heart.

The most important thing is that after this period of cultivation, Fang Dong has reached the late stage of Ning Dan, and Xu Jing and Gu Qingyu are only one step away from Ning Dan, and their strength has brought them confidence.

It's just that what makes Fang Dong depressed is that Gu Feng, as the last person to step into cultivation, is already cultivating in the late stage of foundation building.

Under the management of Yang Xincai, Xianweilou not only has an exclusive management team, but she also applied for trademarks and registered patents for several dishes. Yang Xincai is ready to launch a chain brand in the next step.

With Yang Xincai in the store, Fang Dong and Gu Qingyu both acted as shopkeepers, and on weekdays, they could also accompany Gu Feng and his wife to play together.

On this day, Fang Dong successfully got his driver's license and was ready to discuss with Gu Qingyu to buy a car together.

The last mission in Cuilin Mountain sounded a wake-up call for Fang Dong, it was necessary for him to buy a car as a means of transportation.

But there's a saying: When you forget someone, someone will come out and give you a moth, a sense of existence.