"It's two days earlier than the news that came, what a trick to hide from the sky and cross the sea! The King of Dapeng Ming is indeed the King of Dapeng Ming! But it will be easily dragged by the monks with different intentions for more than ten days, and I am afraid that there is not much left in the longevity of Chabu Gugua!"

Shang Qing'e sneered, flew upward, stood on the top of the Muxi Tower, and commanded: "You all return to your place! Baguio, you take Zhang Xiaozi to the 'Remnant Winter' position in the December Order to guard, and then enter the 'Heavenly Middle'!"

The rest of Gui Miaoan and others have already made arrangements to guard the four o'clock in the "One Yuan Four Hours" respectively. Shang Qing'e sits on the top of the "Muxi" tower and sits on the "one yuan".

"All the mountain disciples, all the real people belong to their own places! Our five factions, we will meet the King of Dapeng Ming today!"

The voice spread.

There seemed to be an uplifting power in the words, and the mountains and fields were full of thunder, and the scene, which seemed a little chaotic, became orderly and settled.

Shui Baguio took Zhang Yan and the sword flew to the north of Chunming Mountain, and commanded: "Where are Di Yinghan and E Jingjing?" ”

Two women flew out of the monks who had already been in place, and they were the two deacons Di and E whom Zhang Yan knew.

"The bitter tide real person does not refrain from being separated, and the 'Remnant Winter' position is guarded by the nephew of Master Zhang of the Jishan Sect. Master Zhang's nephew is not familiar with the changes in the big array, and the two of you are carefully assisted. If there is a problem, only the two of you are asking!"

"Obey the edict of the real person in charge!" Di and E bowed down together.

Shui Baguio hurriedly waved his hand, turned to Zhang Yan and ordered: "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask them, remember to guard the nodes of the big array, and the rest will follow the trend, and you will be fine!" After speaking, the sword light soared into the sky and left in a hurry.

The mountain protection array of Chunming Gate "Chunyun Mingguang Life and Destruction Two-phase God and Demon Array" is half composed of mountain-shaped water potential and half artificially arranged. In normal times, the large array operates on its own and requires very few personnel to operate. When encountering a major event and suffering a powerful attack, a large number of cultivators will integrate into it and strengthen the formation, and the power will be different from usual.

"One Yuan, Four Hours, December Order", although it is also called. However, after seeing the stone patterns in the Heavenly Star Luo Palace, Zhang Yan naturally understood that now is no longer the era of "Nine Gates and Seven Killings". The "One Yuan, Four Hours, and December Order" are also only nominally equal.

"One yuan" is the center of the whole array, and the "four hours" dominate the layout of the four sides. As for the "December Order", except for the special location of the "Tianzhong", it is vaguely about the "one yuan" backup, which assists the "one yuan" to oversee the overall situation. The remaining eleven positions don't really have much room to play.

Belonging to the "Remnant Winter" direction of the formation map, more than 100 monks have taken their positions and began to provide support to the mountain protection array. Zhang Yan's main job is to channel the vitality and maintain the operation of the large array.

In the Heavenly Star Luo Palace, there are too many things involved in the principle, and it is not easy to figure it out. In practice, it is not difficult to draw a scoop according to the gourd and follow the trend. With the help of Di Yinghan and E Jingjing, Zhang Yan quickly entered the role.

A steady stream of aura gathered from all directions, and his body shook, and according to the requirements of the formation, he ran the "Remnant Winter Sword Technique" to guide and sort out. After being sorted out, a large amount of aura with extinction breaths such as silence and withering converged towards the position of the "Winter Sword Master" at a higher level.

Zhang Yan's divine thoughts extended, and when he touched the divine thoughts of the people who undertook them over there, a familiar feeling arose. Over there, he served as the "Winter Sword Master", and was in charge of Meng Dong, Changyue, and Remnant Winter, and it turned out to be the "Blood Rain" Gui Miao'an. At the same time, in addition, the divine thoughts of guarding the real people in the two directions of Meng Dong and Changyue were also faintly perceived.

"One is a real person from Ha Han, and the other one...

Zhang Yan thought for a moment: "Another divine consciousness has a vague image of thunder and lightning, it must be a real person who views the wind and thunder and sees the clouds and thunder!"

Countless spiritual qi, thousands of monks' true elements were connected into one, and they were gradually smelted by the great array. After a week, the aura ceases to be reiki, and it is branded with something similar to personal traits and spiritual imprints, and becomes an existence similar to the true element.

The true element sent by each person, at the moment of leaving the body, is no longer just the true element that belongs to itself. The nature of the transformation becomes the same as the transformed aura, and it is difficult to distinguish it.

The existence of this special type of true element should no longer be able to be used by different cultivators. However, in the midst of the big array, even he became a part of the "Chunyun Mingguang Life and Destruction Two-Phase God and Demon Array", Zhang Yan felt that not only in his body, the true yuan that preserved his own characteristics, but also the energy similar to the true yuan transformed by these formations in the outside world could also be freely called by him.

The monks of Longshan continued to return to their places, and the "Spring Cloud Bright Light Life and Destruction Two-Phase God and Demon Array" became more round and smooth.

The clouds were extinguished, and the powerful torrents of energy gathered together, compressed and refined by the formation, and turned into a higher-level existence. With the help of the Mountain Protection Array, every cultivator who joined the formation was connected as one.

Far and wide, boundless and vast, the whole mind is immersed in it. Only masters with a high level of cultivation and stationed at a few nodes can maintain the ability to think independently.

"Awesome!" Zhang Yan secretly exclaimed in his heart, while turning on the little assistant's ability to protect his mind, he was relieved to boldly observe the surrounding situation.

The upside-down glass light shield in the sky became more and more stable, and the eighteen monks who were constantly batting against the contact shield could no longer cause a color change. There was only a slight ripple, and the overhead shield quickly returned to normal.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the sky.

Eighteen monks wrapped in golden light stopped the impact, divided into two columns, folded their hands, and proclaimed the Buddha's name at the same time.

"Amitabha!"

Hongda's voice echoed and disappeared, and a ray of colored light floated on the skyline. Sanskrit sounded. At first, it was just nothing, but soon, the sound of Sanskrit chanting became loud, and the colorful light floating in the sky also became grand and bright, and it was brilliant.

Colorful treasure light, Sanskrit sound is sheng.

In the northeast sky, prayer flags are lined up, and a group of hundreds of monks are clustered around a luxury chariot pulled by twelve huge heads and unusually vigorous hair, suspended in the air, and flew.

In an instant, the Buddha's light is ten thousand ways, and the sound is like the sea. The strong Buddha light and Sanskrit sound spread to Chunming Mountain. The formation light shield that the eighteen monks couldn't break for a long time just now turned thin, and they began to show signs of melting and disappearing.

The cultivators who have become fearless and fearless with their minds and minds are united as if they have suddenly found themselves, and the fears and worries in their hearts return together and magnify at the same time. In the Sanskrit sound, all kinds of mental matters become vivid and urgent.

Thoughts came flooding back, and the Longshan monks, who had been in place and were fully prepared, became confused again.

"No, I want to go home! Chan'er and Xiao Xin are still waiting for me!" a registered disciple from Genli Mountain shouted, and the sword flew up without permission, causing chaos among the surrounding monks. Although it was immediately suppressed by the Shinhor Bahru Zhenren, who was sitting in the position of "Lanyue", backhandedly.

Inevitable!

The entire great array is no longer the unity of the people just now, united as one.

"The light of the Dharma King descends, it is an honor to cover the mountains, and the fluff is shining!"

Standing on the top of the Muxi Tower, Shang Qing'e's voice spread throughout the mountain. As she secretly mobilized the mana

amount, where there are signs of dissolution and disappearance, are replenished. The defensive reticle is thick again.

When!when!

On Chunming Mountain, the two big bells of Yingbin and Juxian rang together.

The bell exudes the power to calm people's hearts. The Longshan monks stationed on Chunming Mountain quieted down again.

In the Seven Treasures Flying Chariot, a white-clothed monk with a bald head and bare feet and wearing only the simplest monk robe flew out.

Looking at his appearance, he only looks like an ordinary middle-aged and old image, and he doesn't look very old. But the stale and rotten aura on his body could no longer be suppressed. Dozens or hundreds of kilometers away, Zhang Yan was still able to clearly "smell" the smell of his life expectancy.

The aging of King Dapeng has reached the point where it cannot be concealed.

Although it is about to decay, no one dares to despise this old monk who has suppressed Gasha Shamen Mountain, and even the nearby Longshan and Liuhuahe regions for hundreds of years.

Every move, every gesture, is like a mountain over the sea, with the weight of heaven and earth!

As he stepped out of the chariot and walked forward, thousands of monks gathered in the heavens and on the ground.

Walking to the front of the monk who came with him, King Dapeng raised his hand to signal, and the Sanskrit sound behind him suddenly stopped.

Heaven and earth were silent.

In the whirring wind, I only listened to him and Shang Qing'e's answers.

"The poor monk came from afar, but he was turned away, Qing'e, is this how you entertain old friends?"

"His Holiness is not 'poor' at all, let alone his friends. Old ...... Hehe, in front of His Holiness the Dharma, I don't dare to call him 'old'. Strictly speaking, you are the old-timer of all of us. The light descends on the mountain, and this seat is very honored! However, ......

"His Holiness Kamui, I've seen it with my own eyes. If there is no mountain protection array to rely on, wouldn't this gate have no resistance, let others slaughter it, and let the Dharma King take what he wants? If the seniors make up their minds to be evildoers, this seat will have no choice but to offend and turn the Dharma King away!"

"Amitabha! good, good!" King Dapeng Ming's slightly old face showed a kind look, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name, and a great compassionate mood full of compassion came to his face.

"Why did Qing'e say this? When can the poor monk be considered 'evil'? The poor monk is coming to dissolve the gap between the Great Snow Mountain and the Dragon Mountain. Qing'e's prejudice is so deep, it is enough to see that the poor monk must make this trip!

"I want to be in the Gyalyang Luncuo Monastery and lead the Gassha Shamen Thousand Mountains and Ten Thousand Temples. And the five factions of Longshan also lead Longshan. Under the rule of both sides, there are thousands of monks and hundreds of millions of people. Unfortunately, for hundreds of years, conflicts and strife have continued to ......"

Chabu Guegupa put his palms together and spoke eloquently.

At first, he didn't think anything of it, but after listening to it for a while, Zhang Yan also had the idea of signing an alliance between the two sides and a truce and quitting the war.

His divine consciousness is now growing with his body, and his spiritual cultivation is already quite strong. The thought arose, and he didn't need to be reminded by the little assistant, and he was already alert: "The old monk is amazing!"

Compared with Chunmingmen's demagogic methods, King Dapeng is not inferior.

Shang Qing'e still has to rely on the "Chunyun Mingguang Life and Destruction Two-phase God and Demon Array", as well as various arrangements on Chunming Mountain. But with his own palms together, he can persuade people and change their minds.

I have to say, the judgment is high!

Zhang Yan raised his eyes and looked, as far as the eye could see, the cultivators on Chunming Mountain all showed convincing expressions, and their faces were deeply convinced.