Shen Xingsoul can't use Ziwei Tianmu's ability to see how powerful the formation that cuts off the water veins is, but if you think about it carefully, it should also be very powerful, otherwise how can you cut off the water veins.

Sha Ziwu took Shen Xingsoul and the others into his tribe, and saw the elders of the tribe, his face was very kind, he was about seventy years old, he was obviously a person who had lived for a long time in this desert, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

After knowing that Shen Xingsoul was a formation master, the entire tribe immediately received Shen Xingsoul with the highest etiquette, not only preparing food and water for him, but also giving him the best place to rest, obviously the elder saw the exhaustion on Shen Xingsoul's face, and knew that the matter of breaking the formation was urgent, so he didn't mention it.

On the contrary, Shen Xingsoul felt that it was a little inappropriate to be like this, after all, he had eaten so many things from other people, so he said:

"Thank you for the elders' hospitality, and after a full day's rest, I will definitely go to see the methods of the people who set up the formation tomorrow, and please rest assured. ”

Hearing Shen Xingsoul say this, the elder immediately nodded and left with a grateful look on his face, allowing Shen Xingsoul to have a good rest.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Shen Xingsoul got up early, prepared some things needed to break the formation, and after breakfast, Sha Ziwu took him to the place where the formation that cut off the water veins was located.

Ordinary people here couldn't see anything unusual, but Shen Xingsoul found the clue at a glance.

"I see, this formation is not to cut off the water vein, but to divert it to other places. ”

"Looks like someone wants to destroy your tribe!"

Sha Ziwu's expression was a little nervous, and he asked solemnly:

"The master may crack this array?"

Shen Xingsoul was silent for a moment, and then spoke:

"I can only give it a try, I can't be completely sure!"

After speaking, Shen Xingsoul took out the formation materials prepared in the morning and walked towards the formation, he took one step, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and then it was dark in front of him.

The moon is like water, covering Kyushu, and in the night sky, a bright moon hangs high. Sprinkled with the moonlight, it reflects on the hearts of people, parting from sorrow, and returning to the heart.

Today is the once in ten years moonlit night spectacle, "the bright moon shines on Kyushu", tonight's moon, rounder, brighter. It's just mixed with a sense of desolation.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, there was no such spectacle. It was because a woman at that time, thinking of her husband who was fighting abroad, poured out her heart to the moon every full night of the month, hoping that her husband in a certain corner could hear her thoughts through the moon, year after year, and never returned. The woman has mottled temples and was born early.

The general died in a hundred battles, and finally the bad news came. That night, she hugged his cold corpse and muttered about years of missing. Without him, she was no longer her. Frustrated, she finally accompanied her husband to Huangquan.

It was a full moon night, and the moonlight was exceptionally bright, but it was also exceptionally bleak. Since then, there has been a once-in-a-decade spectacle "the bright moon shines on Kyushu"!

The moonlight shines on the top of a mountain, where there are many pavilions and the main hall is magnificent, and I don't know how many times more magnificent than the royal in the red dust.

The whole mountain top is a hundred miles in circumference, all of which are deliberately decorated by people with hearts, or splendid, or solemn, or full of greenery, or like a paradise.

In the midst of this pavilion, there is a very inconspicuous little stone house, in which several figures are reflected by candlelight.

"Master, tell me another story!" The immature children's voice came from a little boy. But three or five years old, with a small face pink, black jewel-like eyes full of expectation, and a pair of chubby little hands dangling around holding their little feet.

"Ding-dong, do you want to hear the master's story too?" the boy looked at a fluffy white puppy beside him.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong!"

The puppy nodded, sat down beside the boy, held his chin with his little paws, and wagged his little tail, which was not long.

"King's Landing, look at Ding Dong, you can't open your eyes, let's continue tomorrow!"

A man in white stood up, dusted off his body, and was about to push the door and leave.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

The little dog barked a few times, got up and blocked the way of the man in white, his little paws opened his eyes, and jumped in front of the man with all his might, baring his teeth. It seems that if you look at it again, I'm not sleepy, how big my eyes are!

The man was stunned and amused by the puppy. "Okay, then I'll tell you ........ again"

"Uncle Ling, are you there?"

Before Ling Xiaoxiang could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice from outside.

"I'm here, Xiaoli, come in!" Ling Xiaoxiang responded.

"Uncle Ling, I'm not going in, the master is looking for you, she said I'm waiting for you at Wangya!" After speaking, he heard the footsteps outside gradually moving away.

Ling Xiaoxiang hesitated, but still pushed open the door and walked towards the cliff, the person who asked him was his childhood sweetheart's younger sister, and the two of them grew up together on this day.

In a few breaths, Ling Xiaoxiang had already come to the side of the lookout cliff, he sighed lightly and paced up.

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the lookout cliff, reflecting the silhouette of a woman, standing next to the clusters of flowers, looking towards Ling Xiaoxiang.

Before the flower, under the moon, the Yiren are beside them. Lan Suxin is the number one woman in the capital on this day, whether it is her appearance or talent, she is beyond the reach of others.

Now she is standing in front of the flowers under the moon, dressed in light clothes, bursting with fragrant fragrance, like a goddess of the nine heavens.

"Brother Xiaoxiang, you're here!"

Although he was no longer a child, seeing Ling Xiaoxiang, Lan Suxin was still a little at a loss, lowering her head and playing with her fingers like white jade.

Ling Xiaoxiang nodded, did not respond, and looked at the moon.

"Brother Xiaoxiang, do you remember? When I was seven years old, we came to Wangya to play together, and you said that when we grow up, you will definitely marry me as a wife and take care of me for the rest of my life. ”

Lan Suxin's cheeks were slightly red, her breathing was a little short, and she looked at Ling Xiaoxiang as she spoke, hoping that he could nod.

"I have long forgotten the words of my childhood!"

Ling Xiaoxiang's face was expressionless, and he looked at Lan Suxin's slightly red face.

"Oh, that Brother Xiaoxiang, do you remember, ten years ago on this cliff, you said to me, wait for you for ten years, promise me a lifetime! Ten years is up, I will marry you today!"

Lan Suxin's voice trembled, and after speaking, she shook her body and came to Ling Xiaoxiang's back, hugged him tightly, and didn't know when, she put on a red robe.

Ling Xiaoxiang was stunned, she never thought that Lan Suxin, who was usually gentle and graceful, would be like this today.

"Su Xin, let it go! Ten years is too long, and many things have changed. Five years ago, the Immortal Monarch had already decreed that those who cultivate immortals are not allowed to fall in love, otherwise the world will kill them!"

"Brother Xiaoxiang, we don't cultivate immortals anymore, let's be mortals, or cultivate demons, as long as we can be with you, the rest doesn't matter!"

Lan Suxin's tone was a little high, her breathing became more rapid, and she pressed her face against Ling Xiaoxiang's back.

"Demon cultivation, if you are so rebellious, you dare to say it? let it go!"

Ling Xiaoxiang broke free and pushed Lan Suxin away.

Lan Suxin stumbled, fell to the ground, tears slipped down uncontrollably, and the wedding dress that she had carefully worn on her body was also embarrassed by Ling Xiaoxiang's push.

Ling Xiaoxiang no longer looked at Lan Suxin who fell to the ground, and turned around to leave.

"Ling Xiaoxiang! You forced me! Today I am no longer a person from Tiandu, I want to cultivate demons!"

Lan Suxin still had tears on her face, but her eyes were extremely firm, her voice was a little hysterical, and her hands were deeply locked into the dirt.

"Su Xin! you ......"

Ling Xiaoxiang never thought that Lan Suxin, who had always been peaceful, would be so extreme today.

"Bang! bang!"

A person walked in the air, slapped his face, and came to Ling Xiaoxiang and Lan Suxin in an instant.

"That's a good point! What is good about cultivating immortals, let's cultivate demons with me. Be my demon concubine, no one in this world will dare to do this to you again!"

The tall man in black leaned over and helped Lan Suxin up.

"The first woman in Tiandu, it's better to meet than to be famous, come with me, I'll take you across the world!"

Lan Suxin looked at Ling Xiaoxiang and nodded slightly.

"Su Xin! This is a big rebellion, you will be hunted down by the Immortal Dao! Come back quickly!"

Ling Xiaoxiang stretched out his hand to hold Lan Suxin, but he couldn't.

"your immortal path, Ling Xiaoxiang, you coward!

Lan Suxin snuggled into the arms of the Demon Lord.

"Husband, take me away!"

The Demon Lord nodded, and was about to leave here with Lan Suxin.

"Demon Lord!"

Ling Xiaoxiang pinched the sword trick in his hand and was ready to make a move.

The Demon Lord smiled contemptuously:

"I can't help myself, don't say it's you, even those old guys can only watch when they come!

"Providence for the Four Seasons!"

Ling Xiaoxiang closed her eyes and walked forward step by step.

"Spring!"

Ling Xiaoxiang fell down in one step, and the grass and trees around him grew wildly, and even the Demon Lord and Lan Suxin felt the lazy spring, which made people linger.

"Summer Vitality!"

The second step fell, the surroundings began to be scorching, and even the cicadas were heard in my ears, and just after the temperature reached an extreme, drops of rain fell, and in an instant, the rain poured down, and the surrounding plants began to grow for the second time. And the Demon Lord is also immersed in the realization of this vitality.

"Autumn Bleak!"

The third step out is autumn. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the green leaves around began to turn yellow and begin to wither, and a sense of sadness enveloped people's hearts, no matter how long the past had passed, all of them floated to their hearts, stinging the softness of their hearts.

"Winter's Cold!"

The last step fell, the world turned white, the snowflakes fell, and there was silence all around, and there was no more life, only the howling and raging cold wind.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons are gathered together, booming, the heavens and the earth are shaking. A huge scroll unfolded, covering the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord laughed, and his whole person's aura changed greatly, like a Shura from hell, instead of retreating, he advanced, raised his fist wrapped in black mangs, and punched at the painting scroll.

The scroll paused slightly, but it did not dissipate, the light was even better, and the whole cliff was like daylight.

The Demon Lord's fighting spirit soared, one punch, one punch, and more than a dozen fists in a row, and finally the scroll was no longer advancing, and there were slowly signs of dissipation.