Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a few days have passed.

The blood swept up by the sea breeze is still thick, and the normalized fighting, under the tyrannical instinct of the demon beast's unwise, is much more cruel and tragic than the Jingmen back then.

On Tianji Island, it is as calm as ever.

Around the towering puppets, there are still many refiners wandering around, and on the side of the square, there are several more stone pavilions towering, and all the Jindan monks gather, talking and laughing.

Chu Mu sat in the stone pavilion, pushing the cups and handing them over, smiling, but his eyes were observing every Jindan real person present without a trace.

On that day, when he presented the final version of the repair plan to the Dao Yuanying, he made a tentative side knock.

What is certain is that the Dao Yuan Infant should not be able to understand the magic pattern system, nor do they know the existence of the secret door behind the hand.

After confirming, in order to avoid losing too many words, he didn't try again, and after discussing the method of repairing the puppet, he left.

Now, nearly a month has passed.

The Chen family was obviously still preparing for the spiritual materials needed for the puppet repair, and their group of invited refiners naturally had a leisurely time.

From time to time, it is quite leisurely to gather at leisure, or to take a walk around the Demon Islands and learn the details of the current war.

In this leisure, there was naturally a little more contact with the several Jindan monks gathered here.

For Chu Mu, this contact is also a little deliberate.

After all, if the puppet was really done by the people of the present world, would the people who planned behind the scenes also arrange for someone to come here to monitor the repair of the puppet?

This possibility is undoubtedly very large.

Chu Mu looked at the Jin Dan in front of him without a trace.

This Tianji Island, counting him, has a total of nine Jindan refiners, nineteen foundation refining masters, and as for the existence of the Qi Cultivation Realm, another batch has come one after another this month, but obviously, the monks who practice the Qi Realm can contact the soldiers and puppets are extremely limited.

If someone is really watching, then this person can only exist in the two levels of Zhuji and Jindan.

But all the foundation building realm monks here are all children of the Chen family, and if they can participate in the restoration of this puppet and work with their group of Jindan monks, they must also be the children of the Chen family.

And at the Jindan level, counting him, there are a total of nine, and two of them are also surnamed Chen.

Excluding himself, the scope will undoubtedly shrink a lot in an instant.

The other six foreign Jindan refiners are all possible!

But after his deliberate contact for nearly a month, the six fellow Jindan Daoists were all invited by the Chen family to follow the traces like him.

Talking on weekdays, I don't see the slightest clue.

And judging from the situation he asked the Chen family, this ancient immortal Dao sect protector puppet, so far, the Chen family only has this last statue left.

The rest of the soldiers and puppets have all died in the long years due to various calamities.

Whether it is true or not, it is unknown.

But it was undoubtedly impossible for him to use other puppets to confirm whether the secret door was ancient or present.

Even, unless someone was exposed on the day of the mutation, or at the beginning of the restoration of the puppet, otherwise, he had no way to determine whether the secret door was ancient or present......

Thoughts flowed and passed in a flash, and Chu Mu didn't dwell too much.

Since he was aware of it, there was a secret door hidden in the secret door.

Either way, it's not a bad thing for him.

If it is left by an ancient person, it means that there is no one in the world to help, and if he has the opportunity one day, this fourth-order soldier puppet is in his pocket.

If the people of this world are secretly plotting, then one day, there will inevitably be some changes.

Once there is a mutation, there is a secret door hidden in the secret door, he is a fisherman, a yellow bird, this fourth-order soldier puppet, he can also peek at one or two.

Turning his gaze, Chu Mu looked at the towering soldier puppet in the square, his eyes moved slightly, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be a little hotter.

At this time, a transmission suddenly sounded in his ears, Chu Mu was slightly stunned, and then looked at the surrounding Taoist friends, and between looking at each other, everyone was happy.

"It seems that the corresponding spiritual materials are ready!"

"It should be so, with the size of the Chen family, one month is enough!"

"Chu Daoyou, please!"

"Please!"

Chu Mu was also smiling, and it was still unknown what the secret door was.

But the current repair of the puppet is a real benefit for him!

This time, the repair will be carried out according to his changed plan!

After a few laughs and conversations, everyone got up one after another and walked into the stone house.

The room was dark, and the Yuan Ying of the Formation Dao was still wearing the same white robe, but its original distorted body had returned to its ordinary appearance.

His sideburns are white, his face is old, but his eyes are bright, showing the state of fairy wind and bones.

"I've seen my seniors."

The crowd stood in the hall and bowed down one after another.

"Excuse me."

The old man raised his hand and waved it to help everyone up.

"According to the repair method of the soldier puppet presented by you, the corresponding spiritual materials are already ready."

The old man's sleeves rolled, and a storage bracelet was suspended out of thin air, and with a flick of his sleeve, this storage ring was suspended in front of Chu Mu.

"If the puppet is successfully repaired this time, the old man will owe Xiaoyou a favor!"

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled, and in the light of his eyes, there seemed to be no tyranny from the bloodline of demon beasts, only the gentleness of a spring breeze.

"Juniors, you must do your best!"

Chu Mu suppressed the agitation in his heart, took the storage ring, and bowed down.

"Chu Xiaoyou's refining skills are superb, and the old man can still trust it."

"You are also all famous refining masters in the immortal cultivation world, and you can count on your skills in this matter."

"This achievement, the spiritual objects below the fourth order of the Meritorious Hall can be taken at will."

"In addition, the old man personally gave you 50,000 meritorious ...... each"

"As for Chu Xiaoyou, what the old man said before is still valid!"

"All requests within a reasonable range can be complied with!"

The old man's words, although his tone was flat, but the generous remuneration of each one made Jin Dan present a little short of breath, and then, the hustle and bustle suddenly rose!

"The younger generation will live up to the expectations of the seniors......"

"Junior......

Everyone bowed again one after another, and their words could not be suppressed and excited.

Seeing everyone's reaction, the old man seemed to be quite satisfied, bowed his head slightly, stroked his long beard, and after some instructions, he dissipated as a point of light as before.

With the departure of the old man, the hustle and bustle in the hall seems to be more prosperous, the interests are moving, such a generous reward, even if all the people present are Jindan real people, well-informed, it is obviously difficult to avoid vulgarity.

In the midst of this hustle and bustle, Chu Mu's existence seems to have once again become the focus of attention.

Reasonable range of arbitrary requirements......

That alone is obviously enough to make people think about it.......

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(End of chapter)