The cinnabar attribute is fire, and these are the materials that Wang Qian planned to use to arrange the Southern Vermilion Bird.

Guo Huaiyang let the two cars unload their things and left, and he went up the mountain to see Wang Qian.

"Sir, have you been to the capital recently?" Guo Huaiyang heard some news in the past two days and was faintly uneasy.

"I was there a few days ago, what's wrong?"

"I heard that something happened to the Beijing Academy, and the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau is investigating, it can't be related to Mr., right?"

"It's just a coincidence." Wang Qian said with a smile.

"Then sir, be careful, those people may not be very easy to talk to, the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau, has a lot of power." Guo Huaiyang said.

After listening to Wang Gan's words, he could basically be sure that the news he heard was true. He was thinking about how to help Wang Qian and mediate it.

But the gang of people in the capital are really not easy to talk to, especially in the headquarters of the Special Affairs Bureau, where interpersonal relationships are complicated.

"You don't have to worry, it's a trivial matter." Wang Qian looked at Guo Huaiyang's worried expression, knowing that he might be worried about himself, he was very relieved.

"It's because I'm overthinking, and it's naturally okay with Mr.'s cultivation." Guo Huaiyang smiled.

"Don't come to the mountains for a while."

"Yes, sir." After Guo Huaiyang was slightly stunned, he vaguely guessed something, and the worried look in his eyes became a little worse.

After drinking a few cups of tea, he took his leave and called a friend in the capital on the way down the mountain.

"Uh-huh, okay, I see, thanks."

Hanging up the phone, he stopped and turned his head to look behind him.

"It's really troublesome this time!" He wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start, after all, this time it was the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau.

He sighed slightly and went down the mountain.

Two carts of cinnabar stone were unloaded at the foot of the mountain, and they were all large pieces of rough stone.

After Guo Huaiyang left, Wang Qian began to use cinnabar as raw material to arrange the formation of "Southern Vermilion Bird".

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He brought all the cinnabar rough stones back to the mountain, and after choosing the location, he began to carve, carving "Golden Armor Mantra" and "King Kong Talisman" on it.

Then they are arranged in a special way and sink them into the ground.

Urging the spell, reciting the spell, and then a red light flew out of the ground, converging in mid-air, like a "Vermilion Bird" flying high.

The Vermilion Bird has been formed, and the following is to connect the four elephants and twenty-eight constellations.

Wang Qian came to the "Spirit Gathering Array" and cast the "Suppression Spell", spreading his mana, like flowing water, a big quilt, shrouded in all directions.

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The four directions and four elephants are all in it, he is the center of this formation, and the law of the five elements on his body flows.

East Canglong, on the east mountain, the green spirit in the woods,

South Suzaku, above the back mountain, the underground cinnabar stone is red and prosperous, breaking through the land.

The West White Tiger, on top of the West Mountain, is buried in the ground and the iron pillar exudes a white-gold brilliance.

By Xuanwu, the lake under the mountain exudes a piece of brilliance,

In the sky of the four directions, there seems to be a green dragon coiling, the red bird soaring, the white tiger soaring, and the Xuanwu lying horizontally.

Twenty-eight star array, up!

The whole mountain, along with the nearby ground, shook like an earthquake.

At this moment, the howling north wind stopped, and the clouds in the sky seemed to change color, and a piece of brilliance appeared in this piece of sky, and from a distance, it seemed like a large number of colorful clouds covering the mountain.

There is the sound of dragons and tigers,

The spectacle lasted for a while before it dissipated.

The people in the mountain village below were standing in their own yards or in the streets outside, and they all saw the vision in the sky and felt the shaking of the earth.

At the moment when the four-elephant circle was activated, the whole village was jumping with chickens and dogs, and the sows jumped out of the pigsty, making a fuss for a while.

"In this winter, why are there colorful clouds?"

"Oh, the ground shook so much just now, it's going to be an earthquake." An old man looked at the old yellow dog in the yard.

The old yellow dog barked a few times just now, and then hid in the corner with his tail between his legs, as if he was very scared.

"What scares you like this?" The old man looked around and looked up at the horizon.

"I can't stay in the house today, I have to be careful."

After arranging the formation, Wang Qian was not idle, and began to prepare yellow paper and draw talismans.

It's a day,

At night, he stood on the mountain with the earth dog, looking at the sky.

The night sky in winter, without a few stars, looks deserted.

"Laifu, look at it like this, the guests may come tomorrow."

"Come on, treat them with good wine and food!" Rifle grinned, fangs bared.

Well, Wang Qian nodded.

The next morning, the weather was clear.

Wang Qian looked at the calendar.

On the eighth day of November,

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Don't, travel, work, travel, fire.

It's kind of interesting.

Wang Qian made a pot of tea and lay on a rocking chair, with a scroll of scriptures in his hand and an ancient sword on his leg.

Chanting, drinking tea, and waiting for guests.

The earth dog lay quietly on the side, squinting his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

It was about ten o'clock in the morning, and two people came to the mountain village at the foot of the mountain, one was dressed in modern Tang costumes, in his forties, with a strong body, a sallow complexion, and a long box on his back.

One was in his thirties, wearing a robe, looking thin, and carrying a large box on his back.

After these two people entered the mountain village, the people in the village stared at them, strangers, dressed and decorated quite strangely.

Not to mention the people in the village, even the dogs in the village are staring at them.

"Alas, I said it earlier, I shouldn't have left here." The thin man sighed at this.

"Shall we go up the mountain, then?" The sallow man on the side glanced at Xishan on the side.

"Okay."

The two of them turned into the West Mountain.

"What are the two of them doing, it's weird to look at."

"Sneaky doesn't look like a good person, don't we have to go up the mountain and take a look."

"Look, is there anything else worth stealing in the mountains?"

"What if they go up the mountain and wreak havoc?"

"Well, that makes sense, I'll go talk to the village chief."

The two men were walking in the mountains when they suddenly stopped.

Two more people came from the woods in front of them, both bald and wearing monk's robes, one looked to be in his fifties, thin and small, and his face was as withered as an old tree, and the other was in his thirties, tall and carrying a dark iron rod.

When the two monks saw them, they also stopped.

"Hello two donors."

"If you can be a Zen master, fortunately, who is this master?"

"My disciple Haihui."

"I've seen two donors."

The four of them gathered together, walked through the jungle, and followed the mountain road on the west mountain to the outside of "Shenzhi Mountain".

A few people watched the misty mountain from afar.

"The aura is rich, the gods are abundant, it is a blessed land!"

"Is there a circle in the mountains?"

"If you can't form it, how can you get such aura and divine qi?"

Wang Qian turned his head and looked in the direction of Xishan.

"Four guests have arrived."

After hearing this, the earth dog on the side raised his head and looked at the west, and the momentum on his body emanated.

"Don't worry, there should be someone coming, wait, drink tea."

Wang Qian poured a cup of tea for the earth dog, and the earth dog drank it all.

"Drinking tea is not drinking, don't worry." Wang Qian smiled.

The four people waited quietly on the mountain, looking at the "Shenzhi Mountain".

After about half an hour, two more people came to the mountain village, wearing standard robes embroidered with golden lines. Both men were carrying backpacks.