In the secret realm of the Blue Star Extreme Sect in the cultivation realm, before the Zilang Stone Wall, there were not so many people, and when there was a movement, the entire sect below the Yuanying monks, including many monks in the late stage of Jindan, were sitting around, excited and inexplicable, wanting to find out what was going on, but after more than ten years, the fluctuations and movements still flashed from time to time, but there was no change, it was still so hazy, even if the cultivation was the highest Nine Illusion True People, it was also impossible to see what was going on. (_Bubble & Book & Bar)

"Master, it seems to be a little more violent, I don't know if this matter is good or bad?" After the fluctuation flashed again and finally subsided, the Illusory Moon Daoist retracted his divine sense and asked his master, the Nine Illusion True Person, and heard the questioning voice of the Illusory Moon Daoist, and several newly promoted Yuan Infant Cultivators also looked at the Nine Illusion True Person.

These people all know that even if the Star Pole Sect is different from the past, it is a hundred times more prosperous, and the formation is the most fundamental existence of the Star Pole Sect after all, since the Zilang Stone Wall became like this a hundred years ago, many disciples of the sect have improved a lot, but their strength has not improved as much as the cultivation, the reason is that many of the exercises of the Star Pole Sect are not as good as many other sects, if this continues, without the sect to base itself, today's prosperity may not take hundreds of years and thousands of years to pass.

"Either way, it's always good to have change. The Nine Illusions True Man also concentrated on retracting the divine consciousness of inquiry, and said slowly.

"It's just that I don't know if it's really related to dialect friends. The Phantom Moon Daoist nodded and said, he didn't know in his heart that it was a great blessing to have a change.

The Nine Illusions True Man shook his head and didn't answer, and only after a moment did he raise his eyes and speak to his disciple and grandson, Shang Daozi, "Have you ever been to the West Pole Zihua Sect recently?"

The merchant replied loudly: "I went there once half a year ago. ”

"Are those people surnamed Huang okay?"

"More than a dozen people have died, after all, they are halfway home, it is difficult to set foot in Jindan, and in more than ten years, I am afraid they will all grow old. Shang Daozi understood what the master asked and immediately returned.

"It's okay to grow old, but you can't be so sure in the future. Hearing Shang Daozi's words, the Nine Illusions Zhenren groaned.

Among the many Yuanying monks around, there are those who can understand the words of the three seniors, and a few backward Yuanying monks, listening to several sect seniors talking about the people surnamed Huang of the Zihua Sect are a little surprised, many years, they have heard similar discussions more than once, although they know that the senior brother and ancestor have a lot of friendship with the dialect monk of the Zihua Sect, but they don't know why they care about those people surnamed Huang who are just refining qi and building a foundation, and even issued a special order from the sect, if they encounter those people surnamed Huang in distress, they will definitely come to the rescue at any cost, but they didn't ask more questions, knowing that even if they opened their mouths, they wouldn't have any answers, but they didn't know, the head of the Zihua Sect has a great relationship with those people surnamed Huang.

"Okay, if it's okay, you can go and practice by yourself, staying here all the time has delayed your cultivation, and it is enough to have me and Phantom Moon again. After a while, there was no movement from the Zilang stone wall, and the Nine Illusions real person waved his hand and commanded the many juniors.

"Yes. The merchant led a group of juniors and disciples to say goodbye, and before they got up, suddenly there was another wave in the purple stone wall, which was more intense and clearer than any previous time.

Where will everyone retreat again, they immediately stopped, urging their divine eyes to look towards the Zilang stone wall.

"Master, Master, the Zilang Stone Wall is about to reappear. The businessman couldn't suppress his excitement and shouted.

In front of everyone's eyes, the hazy Lingtan pond water that has been hazy for decades gradually appeared, and more importantly, the hazy breath at this moment did not isolate everyone's divine gaze, and the purple stone wall in the middle was also faintly recognizable, but it was different from the past, the purple lang stone wall that appeared in everyone's eyes seemed to be crystal clear, and it was even more ethereal.

"Immediately sit cross-legged and urge the exercises, feel it, and I will protect the Dharma for you. Without waiting for others to say anything, the sharp voice of the Nine Illusions had already sounded.

For the Nine Illusions True Person, bringing up the descendants of the sect and making the Star Pole Sect stronger is the most important thing in his heart, the trip to the Black Demon Realm hurt the fundamentals, and later, although he recovered his strength with many spiritual objects, it is extremely difficult for the Nine Illusions to set foot in a higher realm in this life, but his vision is still there, either the disciples of Shang Daozi and the younger generations are comparable, or the Phantom Moon Daoist, because of the long-term adherence to the sect, it is also much worse, just for a moment, the Nine Illusions True People have already noticed the extraordinaryness of these traces, just for a moment, it seems that their understanding of the formation is a little deeper, where do they not know that this is a great opportunity。

Hearing the voice of the Nine Illusions True Person's shouting command, the rest of the people also reacted, it is not yet known whether the Zilang Stone Wall will be completely revealed, but now it is a real harvest to realize these sudden flashes of Heavenly Dao Tracks, without a moment of hesitation, everyone should be silent, and all of them will infiltrate their minds into the Zilang Stone Wall, which is not yet clear.

In an instant, everyone was completely immersed in it, the expressions on their faces changed slightly, or smiling, or contemplative, or confused, sensing the movement of the juniors, the face of the Nine Illusions real people showed a little relief, and then showed a little dignified.

A few hours later, the Zilang Stone Wall regenerated and changed, and the people of the Star Pole Sect were once again pushed out by the irresistible force, and the Lingtan where the Zilang Stone Wall was located fell into a haze again, restoring the appearance it had been for decades.

"No need to ask, retreat immediately. Sensing the questioning look on the faces of the juniors, the Nine Illusion Dao people immediately commanded again, those heavenly Dao-like trajectories just now are very mysterious, far from being able to understand the deep meaning in a moment, and they also need to be comprehended from this to have the greatest harvest, as for what happened to the Zilang Stone Wall, it has been like this for decades in the outside world and hundreds of years in the depths of the secret realm, not to mention that it will not be discussed for a few days.

Everyone knew the severity, and after a few breaths, many Star Pole Sect Yuanying monks bowed down and scattered, and they all stepped into the secret room and disappeared, leaving only the Nine Illusions True Person, and the Nine Illusions True Person was also on the edge of the Lingtan, sitting down, and after a while, all kinds of tricks flashed in his hands, and the formation runes condensed out.

The Demon Abyss Ridge of the Xuanlan Domain, the Great Array of Tongling Peak circulated calmly, without abnormal fluctuations, and the dialect was still sitting in front of the Great Array, closing his eyes tightly, and comprehending the mysteries of the Great Array

With a deep groan, the cross-seated dialect withdrew his divine sense, his hands reached out, and after a brief pause, he slowly began to move, and a series of runes condensed and flashed in his hands, flowing smoothly, without any astringency, and in an instant, thousands of runes gradually converged and fused, one thousand, five hundred, one hundred...... Nine, three, one.

When it finally condensed into one, it was not as solid as the previous runes, just a phantom, but the final rune phantom was the most concise, just the simplest stroke, carefully explored, but you will find that this stroke is not so simple a stroke, all kinds of mysteries, all in it.

With a snap, a stroke of the phantom shattered, turning into three again, and then into nine, hundred, and tens of millions, and finally was waved by Fang Yan, and they all disappeared into the Great Array of Psychic Peak in front of him.

Fang Yan, who had done all this, showed a little joy on his face: "It's been more than ten years, and I've finally taken another step, the road is simple, maybe this is the origin of the formation, but it's a pity that the final condensation is still a little worse, if I can condense this last stroke, maybe I can see through the imprisoned array in front of me?" It's just not, at least the last array in the Zilang stone wall can be easily depicted, but it seems that this array is not the final existence, there should be a follow-up, at least there is another one, but it is necessary to wait until after returning to the blue star, and then go to the Zilang stone wall to feel it before you know what it is. ”

After a moment of silence, Fang Yan ignored it anymore, and after throwing a few pills into his mouth, he closed his eyes again, urging the exercises, and a trace of the power of the stars immediately flashed out of the void, and then submerged into the body of the dialect, and after a while, a cloud of mist evaporated outside the dialect's body, like a mist and illusion, shrouded the dialect in it and hid the figure, but it was the mist mirage of the stars that slowly flowed up.