(570 Clever hands to make up for the leaks, infatuated to pay the cold dust)

Defend against the big array without losing ...... For ordinary formation masters, this does not require too deep formation skills. Complementing and Placement are two levels of difficulty. There is too much to consider when setting up a magic circle from scratch to the right. To fill a hole, you just need to find the hole and then fill it.

Without encountering any attacks, it is difficult to completely find a hole in a circle.

Because for a formation master who only has the ability of a hand array, his divine sense cannot cover the entire large array at all. All he had was paper and a pen, and he kept marking out the array eyes and heaven and earth spiritual machines he had laid out, and then calculated them.

Accurate measurement and repeated calculations can make it possible to find loopholes, but this cannot be completely consistent with the real reality. There are always loopholes that will escape his calculations and be exposed when they are actually attacked.

But in the immediate situation of a real attack, the vulnerability is clearly revealed. Whichever place the opponent's attack cuts into, that is the obvious vulnerability. As the assistant of the formation master, he only needs to immediately pull the spiritual machine to fill the gap, and he can save the day.

Therefore, as an assistant to the formation master, there is no need for too profound formation skills, as long as you are alert enough, see the six roads, do not mess up in danger, and be fast enough. This is a skill that Gou Zhu has cultivated for many years before entering the Xuanmen.

So much so that as soon as Gou Zhu made a move, Ji Yan was taken aback. It was completely different from what he expected!

Even while he was controlling the Five Elements to Pierce the Sky and confront Tong Feng, the attacks that the entire Great Array was subjected to were within the scope of his divine sense. At the same time that any hole was attacked, this force also acted directly on his divine sense, and he could even feel a pain of tearing flesh and skin.

He originally thought that as long as he could curb the continued expansion of these holes, it would already be the limit, but he didn't expect that the number of these holes was actually decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye!

It's understandable that the rout of the holes that are being attacked is being frightened, but it's incredible that more holes that aren't being attacked are being filled one by one.

He locked himself in the tower every day to calculate how to repair these leaks. But this young man who seems to have little ability to just get started actually did what he had worked so hard to do for several years in a few breaths?

Could it be that this kid is actually a master who is deeply hidden? Could it be that he actually has the ability to see the array? Ji Yan shook his head again and again. It's impossible!

The energy of the eye array is called the eye, but it has nothing to do with the eyes, it is a kind of divine consciousness, and it is the kung fu that is cultivated by repeated tempering of the divine sense. Although some people are fast and some are slow, there are many chances in it, but it is impossible for such a young man to be born with the realm of eye array!

The blood boiling of the confrontation with Jin Dan disappeared in his heart, but it was the young man who put a lot of pressure on him and made him begin to question himself thoroughly. Are today's young people so strong?

Ji Yan was not wrong. But there is one situation that needs to be excluded, and that is the God of Nine Refinings. The god of nine refinements can be reincarnated repeatedly, if he has already refined the eye array realm in his previous life, then it will not hinder how young he is in this life.

It is precisely because of the ability of the eye array that he doesn't need to draw any drawings or measure at all, and the changes in the entire formation diagram are even under the attack of the other party in his eyes one by one. It's easy to see where there are vulnerabilities and how they should be patched.

He exerted light skills, constantly jumping on the tower, and from time to time his fingers clicked, popping out one after another traction stones, and hitting the formation pattern of the tower. The defense of the entire tower was suddenly renewed, and it was simply a golden city soup pool!

These traction stones came from the falling stone formation that he had laid down by the Red Thorn Man on the Pig and Sheep Gorge. He wasn't worried that the traction stones would reveal his identity. It's not uncommon for a formation master to have a few tractions.

He wasn't worried that such a tall old man as Ji Yan would covet a few traction stones from him, and when this matter was over, he would just ask for it back.

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The luxurious carriage had been parked in the backyard, and its owner was already seated in an elegant bedroom facing a garden full of flowers. This is the pavilion specially arranged by the Kapok City Lord for these ghost owl messengers.

In the bedroom, a bright bronze mirror is placed on the quaint table. In the mirror, a young woman wearing a bright and beautiful blue skirt has picturesque eyebrows, bright eyes like waves, and skin like snow. Her slender jade fingers untied the pale red rope tied to her long jet-black hair and spread it over her shoulders like a waterfall.

She picked up a delicate fuchsia wooden comb and smoothed her long hair down the stream. The Frosty Witch felt that her hair had been rampled by the wind just after she had just gone out in the car, and she needed to tidy it up again.

Behind her stood a tall, handsome man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, who was none other than Mu Chenghei, who had been escorted by the Ghost Owl Saintess to the Sleeping Evil Mountain to inherit the throne of the Tree Emperor.

He stood obediently behind the shrine maiden, a flattering smile on his face, and at the same time stretched out his hands and gently kneaded her on the shoulders to relieve her fatigue.

If Gou Zhu is here, he will immediately recognize that this "Cold Dust Witch" is none other than the senior sister Lan Ruoshuang, who is from the same door as Gou Zhu and has a blood contract with him and worships as a brother and sister.

After Lan Ruoshuang died of her master Gu Wentian, she disappeared along with the Soul Wound Sword, and even Gou Zhu didn't know her whereabouts. But in fact, she was sentenced out of the division and defected to the ancient family of Yuntian City.

For ordinary monks, betrayal of the sect is a heinous crime. And for her, betrayal is just a matter of routine. She never believed in anyone, let alone any sect or force. Her purpose in defecting to the Gu clan was also to betray. Not only does she want to betray the Gu family, but she also wants to take revenge on the lonely revenge of her life, and she wants to completely exterminate the Gu family!

As long as she can't hide in the Gu family, the Jade Palace doesn't know where she went. What's more, the Torture Hall Elder Ghost Xuanyin, who was originally responsible for chasing down defected disciples, had an inextricable relationship with the Gu family. No one knows if he knows that Lan Ruoshuang is hiding in the Gu family, anyway, he just checked Lan Ruoshuang's whereabouts and left it at that.

Lan Ruoshuang's bitter cold body was originally valued by the Gu family, not to mention that she also held the Soul Wound Sword, and secretly the Gu family had already regarded her as Gu Wentian's concubine or even the main room to cultivate. After Gu Wentian unfortunately died, they did not hesitate to make a waste use and accepted this "quasi-widow".

Of course, it is impossible for the Gu family to fully trust this woman. Fortunately, the Gu clan has many connections, so it didn't take long to send her to the Hanchen tribe in the bitter cold north to cultivate. This Senior Sister Lan became very popular in the Cold Dust Department with her charming body and a pair of ecstatic eyes, and she became the most important "Cold Dust Witch" of the Cold Dust Tribe.

When Gu Zhongyou set off a plan to seize the throne of the Demon Emperor in the demon world, he thought of this "Cold Dust Witch". He pulled the cold dust into the plan. Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, now is the time for this witch to show her skills and make meritorious contributions to his Gu clan.

For Lan Ruoshuang, only by making more contributions and occupying a more important position in the Gu family can she direct her real revenge plan. If you want to destroy the family, it's not as simple as killing one or two people. Fortunately, she has time and patience. And she never asks for help from any forces, she wants to build her own power with her own hands.

Mu Chengsi rubbed her soft and boneless fragrant shoulders, looking at her beautiful image in the mirror, he obviously felt that her face was cold, and her face was full of unhappiness. Of course, he wouldn't ask the witch what was wrong with her heart like a fool, but he immediately filtered through everything that had happened today, made a guess, and then smiled:

"That ghost owl saint is still so short-tempered, it is really too far behind her junior sister. I put up with her for a long time today, but it's a pity that Master Zhongyou and the ancestors have to ask us to cooperate with the ghost owl, otherwise I won't be too lazy to deal with this kind of woman! Even if I ascend to the throne of the Demon Emperor in the future, I only wish that you will be the queen alone, and I will never have a second woman. ”

When Lan Ruoshuang heard him say this, she didn't answer, a strange smile appeared in the corner of her eyes. I couldn't tell if she was happy because of the love words, or if she was laughing at his obsession. But the more he can't see through the woman, the more he can't stop.

Kneading her shoulders and seeing that she seemed to be enjoying herself, Mu Seungji was greatly inspired, as if he was pinching the most beautiful thing in the world.

In fact, in terms of appearance, in the Xuanmen rivers and lakes, Lan Ruoshuang can only be regarded as middle and upper. But she has a different kind of charm that no woman can imitate. What's more, this is a delicate and incomprehensible, but not blasphemous poisonous flower.

She has a bitter cold body, and anyone who has a night of joy with her will surely die. This strange physique is a great temptation for Mu Chengji. No one could touch it, except him. As if that was a proud achievement in itself.

He is a descendant of the Tree Queen, and has an incomparably powerful Tree Emperor bloodline. It is said that as long as the physical body is refined to the level of the Purple Mansion, he can withstand the cold poison in the body of the bitter cold. At that time, this bitter cold body not only did not cause harm to him, but it was of great benefit to his cultivation.

Of course, all this was prepared by the Gu clan for Gu Wentian. It's just that Gu Wentian no longer exists.

Mu Chenghe's cultivation was originally not far from the Purple Mansion. When he ascends to the position of the Demon Emperor, there will naturally be no shortage of various resources. Even if he used blood spirit stones to pile up, it would be enough to pile him up in the Purple Mansion.

As he thought about it, his hands gradually moved to the middle, touching the creamy skin on the back of her neck. A beautiful cold touch went straight to his heart. He kneaded hard, but Lan Ruoshuang still enjoyed the feeling of relaxation, and did not have any resistance.

But he suddenly felt that his hands and wrists were gently grabbed by this junior sister. Lan Ruoshuang quietly pulled out his two hands, her hair was curled, and said:

"Let's talk about it after you ascend the throne as the Demon Emperor. I'm going to retreat and practice, and no one will come in and disturb me until noon tomorrow. ”

Mu Chengsi smiled embarrassedly, although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, as if he had been slashed but couldn't fight back, he still obediently retreated.