When he arrived at Tianhua Mountain, the little fox went straight to the Xuan-level Mission Pavilion. Half an hour later, the fox who came out in a hurry went to the ground-level mission pavilion again.

This time it was faster, but with a stick of incense, the little fox walked out of the mission hall for a long time, drove straight to the take-off eagle, and flew towards the mountain gate.

Not long after she left, Feng Yuebai's cold figure also appeared on the top of Tianhua Mountain. He looked at the direction in which the little fox flew away, lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a while, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and resolutely walked into the mission hall, but after a while, he also rushed to the direction where the fox left.

At this time, Feng Yuebai suddenly appeared here, saying that he happened to come here to take on a task, and it is estimated that no fool will believe it.

At this time, the fox just walked out of the mountain gate and flew straight to the east of Kunlun.

The Kunlun Mountains have a unique topography, looking down from the sky, under the snow, it is full of life.

From time to time, the little fox swept towards the peaks below with her divine thoughts, and she had been in this Yanxia Sect for more than two years, she was busy with cultivation, and she didn't even know what Kunlun chalcedony looked like, and when she thought of this, the fox's heart was full of guilt.

When I come out this time, I will definitely search this Kunlun Mountain! I still don't believe it, with my current mental strength, I still can't find your little chalcedony! The little fox was ruthless in his heart, and his speed became faster and faster, like a meteor crossing the sky, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After searching for seven or eight days without sleep, I picked a lot of elixirs, but the Kunlun chalcedony was still not found. The fox had no choice but to go home.

The dusty little fox finally rushed back to the Yanxia Sect within ten days. As soon as she entered the sect, she immediately went to deliver the task, and then hurried back to Kunwu Mountain.

When Fang arrived at Caolu, the fox went to ask the master for peace, Jiang Qingyuan turned a blind eye to her disappearance for a few days, and only told her a few words to comprehend the basic formation, and then let her go down to rest.

The fox who returned to the cave took a bath, changed into clean clothes, sat cross-legged on the jade bed, and began to practice the Shaping Divine Technique. This third exercise is even more obscure, the complicated and abnormal gold inscription, as if giving birth to spiritual wisdom, the more the little fox wants to see it clearly, but the golden inscription is flashing around, making people dizzy when they see it.

The fox who spent a night in vain, with the early morning dewdrops, went to the Xuan-level Mission Pavilion of Tianhua Mountain, sat in the teleportation array from the back hall of the mission, went to the Yin Immortal Gorge, and began a ten-day trip to hunt ghosts and demons.

From the extreme east of Kunlun Mountain, through the immeasurable sea, there is a continent that is more vast than the Divine Continent, known as the Holy Continent. There is no mortal realm in the entire Holy Continent, there is only one Xiuzhen Dynasty, the Holy Emperor Dynasty, and the monarchs of all dynasties have called themselves Holy Emperors.

In the central area of the Holy Continent, there is a statue of a goddess with a height of ten thousand feet. This statue is human, lifelike, and ready to fly. The Holy Imperial City was built around this statue.

At this moment, three figures looked up at the goddess under the statue. The current man, wearing a purple and gold dragon crown and a bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon robe, stands proudly with his hands behind his back; on his angular face, a pair of black eyes, looking up fixedly, as if looking at a statue, and like staring at the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky, that aggressive gaze, people suddenly feel timid when they see it.

"What's the situation over there in the Ancient Demon Realm?" the yellow-robed man asked, his voice was both gentle and had a special coercion, which made people want to bow down and bow down. He was the emperor of the pilgrimage.

"Lord, the High Priest has already led people to reinforce the forbidden circle, but ...... There are still a small number of demons infiltrating the Holy Continent, and the old slave has already sent people to strangle them, and it is estimated that in the next two days, there should be news back!" Dressed in purple clothes, he bowed back and said.

"Uncle Ji, is there any news about the Wazu Holy Blood .....?" Feng Xiaoran's eyes flashed slightly, turned around slightly, and asked again.

"Back to the Holy Emperor!, since the disappearance of the Holy Blood of the Ancestor of Dawa, three years ago, there had been a trace of extremely domineering fluctuations, which directly destroyed the Supervision Array. There is no magic circle, even if the subordinates sent countless monks to look for it, they have not been able to get the slightest news; the subordinates are incompetent, please punish the Holy Emperor!" Uncle Hao, who was dressed in a crimson robe, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head to ask for sin.

"Alas, it's no wonder you're not going to blame for this! I underestimated the potential of the Holy Blood! I knew that it would show its traces in recent years, how could I be, a retreat is ten years?" The Holy Emperor sighed lightly, turned around and walked down the white jade platform, his sleeve robe was lightly supported, and Uncle Hao was held up by a force of yuan, and he couldn't bow down at all.

"Holy Emperor......" Uncle Hao said in a low voice with a face full of shame.

"Turning around, I'm rearranging a monitoring array, as long as the person who gets the Holy Blood of Wazu goes to cross the Thunder Tribulation, he will definitely leak his breath!" Feng Xiaoran said as he walked towards the Holy Emperor's Palace.

"Dongfang! I went out this time, why didn't I see Yuebai and Xiaoyue coming?" Feng Xiaoran paused slightly, and asked the Huafu attendant.

"Back to the Lord, Her Royal Highness went out on a trip a few years ago and has not returned, and Her Royal Highness the Princess has been clamoring to find Her Royal Highness, and she ...... half a year ago Sneak out of the Holy Imperial City...... The old slave is incompetent! Failed to stop Her Royal Highness the princess in time! Please punish the Lord!" Dongfang Ji saw sweat on his forehead, and knelt on the ground with a 'poof', asking for sin.

"You deserve to be punished!" Go to the storm room to get a hundred thunder whips, and then quickly pack up and go find Xiaoyue back!" Feng Xiaoran said impatiently.

"Thank you, lord! After receiving the whipping, the old slave immediately set off to find Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Dongfang Ji kowtowed heavily, got up and walked towards the violent room.

"If you can't find Xiaoyue, you don't have to come back!" Dongfang Ji paused, bowed to the Holy Emperor, and said: "Old slave command" turned around and strode forward.

In the grass and reeds of Kunwu Mountain, the little fox who completed the task of hunting ghosts and demons sat on his knees in front of a square table, carefully fiddling with the pile of bluestone chips in front of him, while listening to the master explain the knowledge of the formation.

Now she is able to depict the lowest level of formations, but the success rate is really low.

"You're trying to carve this base pattern!" Jiang Qingyuan sat opposite the little fox and patiently instructed.

The fox nodded, picked up a piece of bluestone, turned the Yuan Force to condense his fingertips, and carved the formation base pattern on it little by little. A circle of twisted lines appeared on the stone chips, the little fox's forehead was slightly wet, and the output of Yuan Force became more and more careful;

"It's okay! The formation pattern needs to rely on countless exercises to succeed, you don't have to worry about temporary frustration, if it affects your state of mind, the gains outweigh the losses!" Jiang Qingyuan's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he forced himself to smile and persuade.

The little fox sighed bitterly, threw the scrapped stone chips to the ground, and looked at the pile of waste stones in the corner, and the fox's heart twitched......

Jiang Qingyuan thought that Qianxue was annoyed by his stupidity, where would he have thought that this girl was distressed about those stone chips? He casually picked up a piece of bluestone, put it in front of Qianxue, and encouraged: "Go on! Practice a few more times, it will always be fine!"

The fox's fingers flickered, and even if he didn't want to, he had to continue to lose. As expected, it was after dozens of stone fragments were destroyed in a row that the little fox finally carved a pattern, but this pattern was also ...... It's too ugly, the black and swarthy are like earthworms, and they can't be compared with the silver formation patterns of Fengyuebai.