The advantage is that the caster can fully grasp every detail of the formation in the future, and can really sit like an arm, and can use his own spirit to feedback the natal array at any time, but in the history of the cultivation world, only a very small number of people are willing to do this, because once this is the case, it means that the cultivator himself and the array he has set up will live and die together, and how can there be a real formation that will never be broken in the world? Therefore, only some of the ancient lineage sects, some of the great monks who have cultivated profoundly, in the last stage of their lives, will use this method to bless the mountain gate array, which is more of a ritual symbol of honor.

The dry sea is different, throughout the life of the old monk of the dry sea, if you must find a word as an evaluation, that is the word guardian.

In the prime of life in the dry sea, he took over the position of the master, as the abbot into the Gucha Temple, in the Emperor Renzong just ascended the throne, the situation in the court was unstable, a person shocked the capital of all walks of life.

This sitting is ten years, until Zhao Yuzhen gradually grows up and takes charge of the Supervision Department with Zhen Xingqing, then he retires.

Later, when traveling all over the world, Kuhai met Ding Yuan in the buried water river to assassinate merchants and collect souls, so he sat on a ferry boat and personally escorted pedestrians for another ten years.

In the past ten years, the dry sea has been in order to protect the tranquility of the land of the stars, and the second is to find the son of the old man, and the small town has laid a large array of fences, or more than ten years!

It can be said that if there were no dry sea and almost brutal dry guarding the south gate of the town, preventing the continuous testing and infiltration of the strength of all parties, there would be no Zhao Xifeng, Gu Qingyuan and others who were born out of nowhere, Panlong Town has long been accepted by the major sects as their own blessed land, and the people of the town are also destined to be homeless.

In the end, seeing that the situation in the town was becoming more and more complicated and gradually out of control, Kuhai chose to enter the battle with his own body in the face of the upcoming big changes, this method of almost no choice, with the most decisive attitude, showed his determination to protect these children and the people of the town in Panlong Town!

At this time, the dry sea on the city wall was still the thin and small old monk, stretched out a dry palm, tremblingly took Mo Qiuyang's wrist from Zhao Xifeng's hand, and then took the owner of the wrist and walked slowly towards the city.

When passing by Zhao Xifeng's side, Kuhai reached out and touched the top of his head, shook his white eyebrows, and smiled lightly, like a Buddha holding flowers, with indescribable kindness: "Child, don't be afraid, you helped the monk activate the Liancheng Formation, and the monk helped you please take this Mr. Mo away." ”

Zhao Xifeng lowered his head and couldn't cry.

In Panlong Town, there is a street that runs through the north and south, when Xie Puyan and his party from Beiyue Academy entered the town from this road, Xiao Yin, who had died, also met Zhao Xifeng here, Zhen Xingqing was along this road, and took Jia Daoli to see all the eyeliners placed in the town.

Now, the withered sea is just holding Mo Qiuyang on the road, like two friends who swim together, but only those who are similar to the two of them can see how dangerous the withered sea is every step.

Mo Qiuyang sighed as he walked: "It's been so many years, it's been a long time since I've been like this, wandering around the streets of Dazhou, this town is much more prosperous than the last time I came." ”

Kuhai smiled slightly, wiped off the sweat that was constantly oozing from his face like an old farmer, and replied calmly: "This place was more lively in the past, today the evil guests are coming, and the neighbors have hidden back in the house, so it is relatively deserted. ”

Mo Qiuyang laughed at himself and said: "Compared to Shengjing's nine curves and eighteen bends, I still like the White Sea, the heart is straight, the scenery is also magnificent, even if I engage in some intrigues, I am open-minded." ”

While the two were talking, they came to the vicinity of the drum tower in the center of the town, of course, the cyan brick wall could not stop Mo Qiuyang's gaze, and he unabashedly showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, and exclaimed: "What a big stroke, what a wonderful idea, the Emperor Jizong is still there all these years, and when my disciple goes south in the future, he will be an opponent worthy of a battle." ”

"It's just a small trick for Mr. Zhimo to go down with a thousand clouds," Kuhai said with a smile, "What is really surprising in this matter is that Zhong Li's girl, in the face of such a great opportunity that should have belonged to her, she actually gave the opportunity to Xifeng's child, such a heart, it is really respectable and terrifying, after the little monk goes in the future, there will be a newcomer in Da Zhou, which is also reassuring." ”

Mo Qiuyang laughed and said, "Miss Zhong is not bad, but my disciple will only be stronger." ”

"It's a pity," said Kuhai with his head down, "you and I won't see the day when the two female donors compete." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qiuyang was also quite touched, looked up at the sky, and stopped talking.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, and went to the core of Fanli Town---- the small temple in the south of the town.

Mo Qiuyang saw the famous peach tree and shook his head: "Dead wood is not very auspicious, not suitable for burying bones. ”

So, in an instant, the peach blossoms bloomed.

Mo Qiuyang smiled with satisfaction, took out a tall crown from his arms with the hand that was not grabbed and put it on his head, sat down with a smile, and said: "The ancients said that it is very good to die with a crown, little monk, we are all dying people, can I ask you three questions? ”

The dry sea bowed his head: "The little monk knows everything." ”

"Actually, you knew from the beginning, I was dead, but Mo Qiuyang didn't die, right?"

Mo Qiuyang's first question was very inexplicable, but Kuhai just understood, nodded and replied: "Yes, what a character Mr. Mo is, how could he leave the Central Plains for so many years and cultivate without an inch, besides, you are a masterpiece in the world, and Baihai should not dare to let you enter the customs at will, so from now on, Lord Mo is still there, but the monk is gone." ”

Mo Qiuyang smiled and shook his head: "Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it," the dry sea crossed many figures in front of him for a while, including Zhou Zhe, Zhong Li, Li Xuan, Gu Qingyuan, etc., as well as hundreds of people in the town, of course, not to mention Zhao Xifeng, "Lord Mo has one last question." ”

"Well, this seat set off from the White Sea, except for Zhou Zhe's kid, you are the only one who can be sensed in Panlong Town, why don't you leave with that kid, or let him escape on his own, not only to save the star stone, but also to ensure its integrity. "The kid in Mo Qiuyang's mouth is naturally Zhao Xifeng.

Kuhai replied more firmly this time: "Because neither the Liancheng bloodline descendant nor the Lord of the Star Stone can retreat half a point in the face of foreign enemies, I think this is also his mother's will." ”

"Okay, then isn't it time for the two of us to die?" Mo Qiuyang smiled brightly, agreeing with this answer.

Just after saying this, the figures of the two people began to blur rapidly, like the scenery gradually smeared in the ink painting, becoming ethereal and transparent, it turned out that the two of them were fighting non-stop all the way, and the essence and blood of the Yuan Spirits on both sides had been exhausted, and after visiting the town, they had reached the point where the oil ran out of light and the soul was gone!

"Kuhai, what do you think of the Zhou Dynasty's student movement?"

Kuhai Hai, who was originally calmly waiting for death, looked up in amazement, looked at Bai Haizuo Priest, who asked the fourth question with a face full of narrowness, and was about to answer, when the two of them turned into smoke and dust at the same time, and were scattered in the air by the wind.

As if they had never appeared in this world, the two peerless masters died.