Prologue Chapter 4 Formation

Tianxiang Building.

The little Taoist priest's face was pale and worried, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He felt once again that he had really worshiped the wrong master, and he couldn't help but sigh at God's injustice.

Why is it that other people's masters are all masters of Taoism, but their own masters are only deceived and deceived?

Why do others follow Master to eat and drink spicy food, but I have to accompany Master to be beaten all day long?

Looking at this posture now, he thought to himself that he would definitely be beaten up with his master again this time.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at his thin little body, just hoping that these big men would be able to make a little easier use of it later!

It turned out that after Zhiming snatched the old Taoist cloth bag, the master and apprentice retreated to the door. When everyone turned their attention to Liu Xianshi, the two immediately ran away.

However, although these two people were not sick and disabled, they were old and weak, and they were soon "caught" by a few strong men who caught up later, and they were taken back to Tianxianglou without saying anything.

As soon as the master and apprentice entered Tianxiang Building, the white shopkeeper strode to the two of them, and raised his "claws" towards the two, scaring the old Taoist priest so much that he stumbled and almost fell.

The old Taoist priest saw that there was no hope of escaping, so he hurriedly went to protect his head, and he still had to rely on this face to eat, which was absolutely unharmed.

The old Taoist priest was only halfway through his hands, but he found that the hands of the white shopkeeper stopped in the air, and did not continue to greet him.

The white shopkeeper bowed to the old Taoist priest with a strange face.

"Old immortal, it's all because we didn't listen to you, so we let go of the Black Wind Monster, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as us mortals, and then make a contribution to take the Black Wind Monster!"

It turned out that after the black rat turned into a black tiger, not only did he ignore Liu Xianshi's small fire circle, but directly pounced Liu Xianshi to the ground, and then flew away.

"Huh?" the old Taoist priest's mind raced.

Although he didn't know what happened after he escaped, from the words of the white shopkeeper, the expressions of everyone, and the uncertain faces of the two brothers of Liu Xian, he had deduced a rough idea based on his own experience, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Oh!" The old Taoist priest took the opportunity to tidy up his somewhat messy beard with his half-raised hands, and in a blink of an eye, he regained the appearance of the fairy wind bone, "Poor Dao fought with the black wind monster in the Yuelai Inn for three hundred rounds before, and it was a fist and palm, wind and ......thunder at that time."

While speaking, the old Taoist priest walked to a table of wine and food, and sat down: "I'm ashamed to say that although the old man has some mana, he also needs to eat grains, and he is busy for a long time, and the poor Dao is really a little hungry!"

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest smiled at everyone and gracefully manipulated his chopsticks.

This old Taoist priest is different from his apprentice, he only cared about bragging when he came to this Tianxianglou before, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food at all, only drank a few sips of wine, and he was already hungry with his chest sticking to his back.

Now, when he sees the wine and food on this table again, he really can't help it anymore!

Fortunately, the shopkeeper is more sensible, in order not to affect the old fairy's meal, he immediately dismissed a cadre of onlookers, and also instructed Xiao Er to serve the roast chicken and goose that had just come out of the pot.

Soon, Xiao Er ran back empty-handed and panicked, and arrived in front of the shopkeeper.

"Where's the roast chicken you served?" the shopkeeper frowned, looking like he was about to scold.

"It's all gone! I asked those cooks, and they all said they didn't know!" The shopkeeper looked like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, "I think, I must have been swept away by the black wind monster!"

The shopkeeper was thoughtful and silent.

"Senior brother, this old man is clearly a liar, it is impossible for him to turn the black skin mouse into a black tiger!" Zhiming stared at the slightly ugly old Taoist priest with a grim face, "Do you want to teach him a lesson!"

Liu Xianshi glared at Zhiming fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Nonsense! We found a radius of dozens of zhang nearby, have we found other suspicious characters?"

After speaking, Immortal Master Liu glanced at the old Taoist priest with a complicated expression, and then flicked his sleeves and went out.

Pity Liu Xianshi, who was still being hugged by the front and back before, no one even paid attention to him when he went out at this moment!

At this moment, the master in the mouth of Liu Xianshi is complaining about Feng Wuchen in a hidden corner not far from the Yuelai Inn!

"Ling'er, I don't object to you trying to help that pair of masters and apprentices, but you can't do that kind of thing about that pair of brothers and sisters!

"Are you still laughing?" Feng Wuchen's face turned red instantly, feeling cramped by being teased in public.

Ling'er didn't care about Feng Wuchen's complaints, and said with a mischievous smile: "Stupid brother, now you, as long as you mention the elixir, you will be nervous, suffer from gains and losses, as if you have changed a person!"

He grinned again and said, "Don't worry, my 'Hei Xiaoding' has already inquired about the whereabouts of Tianrong Grass!"

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this girl really entered Tianxianglou to cheat and drink.

However, since he had the whereabouts of Tianrong Cao, the rest was not important, but he still asked a little curiously: "What is Hei Xiaoding this time?" Help you steal the Gu worm of the roast chicken, or help you steal the Gu worm of the roast goose?"

"Neither!" Ling'er clapped her hands happily, her face full of satisfaction and joy, "It's it!"

As she spoke, Ling'er stretched out her right hand, and in the palm of her hand was a small black insect, the size of a fingernail, and she really couldn't see any difference from an ordinary small beetle.

Feng Wuchen had never been interested in these mysterious Gu worms, and turned the topic to the Tianrong Grass he was concerned about: "Where is the Tianrong Grass?"

"It's in the Valley of the Black Wind!"

......

There is an inn not far from Tianxianglou, called "Pingshun Inn", which is now the only inn in this town.

On the second floor of the Pingshun Inn, in a relatively spacious small room, Zhiming was looking at Liu Xianshi with an unwilling expression: "Senior brother, do we really want to give up that Tianrong grass that is about to mature?"

Liu Xianshi sighed and said, "How can you not give up? In the end, it's not about making wedding dresses for others!"

"Senior brother, that old Taoist priest clearly doesn't even have any spiritual power on his body, so he can't be a monk at all......"

"Zhiming, if his cultivation is high enough, then he has a way to hide his cultivation!" Liu Immortal Master said thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother......

"Say no more! I'm going to think about it!"

......

Tianxiang Building.

In a short time, the plates and saucers on the table were more than half empty, and the wine jugs were poured four or five.

The old Taoist priest burped unsatisfied, his face was flushed, and his eyes were confused and he said to the white shopkeeper: "It's really good wine and good food!"

The shopkeeper stood aside with low eyebrows, and his mouth was a continuous voice, "The hospitality is not good, and I still look at Haihan".

The old Taoist priest staggered up under the support of his apprentice, and waved his right hand to the shopkeeper without obeying the call: "Stay, stay, stay, Poor Dao will take his leave first, and I want to go to the place where the aura is abundant to recover his vitality, and Poor Dao will definitely ...... tomorrow morning."

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Master, Master......"

This can make the little Taoist priest anxious, if he can't get out now, he won't be able to escape a violent beating tomorrow.

The little Taoist priest twisted it vigorously on the old man's body, but the old man had a poor amount of wine and was greedy for a glass, and now he was so drunk that he didn't know who was going to do it, so he didn't have a reaction.

How could a warm-hearted mortal let the old immortal go out in such a situation, a group of people rushed up directly, regardless of the opposition of the little Taoist, and waited for the old immortal to rest on the second floor of the restaurant.

The roof of Tianxiang Building.

"Stupid brother, we are going to the Black Wind Valley to find Tianrong Grass, what kind of array are you setting up in this Tianxiang Building?" Ling'er on the roof pouted, and said to the wind without dust with some dissatisfaction.

Feng Wuchen held a dog's tail grass in his mouth, his head rested on his arms, and he absentmindedly admired the bright moon.

"Of course it's useful!" Feng Wuchen half-squinted, and said thoughtfully, "You let your little bug move faster, if the time comes, I'll draw you another formation diagram and arrange one more formation." ”

"Still coming?" Ling'er dissatisfiedly threw a piece of paper in her hand onto Feng Wuchen's face.

I saw that there were dense strange patterns painted on the paper, and it was actually a formation diagram.

"A roast suckling pig. ”

"Plus a big leg of lamb!"

"Deal. ”

Before the words fell, Ling'er happily held the white paper in front of her eyes again, and her fingers gently tapped on the tiles.

Inside and outside the Tianxiang Building, on the ground, on the wall, and on the roof, there are countless small insects crawling around in the cracks of the wood, these insects are half smaller than ants, and the body is almost transparent, even if you put them in front of your eyes, it is difficult to find them without looking carefully for a long time.

If Immortal Master Liu saw this kind of bug, he would definitely jump high in shock, because even his divine sense couldn't detect this kind of bug!

The insects crawled over them, leaving thin lines of silver, green, blue, red, and yellow in the cracks of the wood......