Chapter 400 Uninvited Guests

Qianjia Town, Dongshan Village.

Not long after Mo Hua left, a group of uninvited guests came outside the village.

They stood on the mountain, looked at Dongshan Village from a distance, and then took out a golden compass, as if looking for something.

The needle on the compass was shaking and pointing to an unknown direction.

They frowned, found nothing, and finally left quietly.

This group of monks came and went quickly, and did not disturb the local monks.

The spiritual farmers in Dongshan Village did not know that outsiders had spied on them.

They still cared about the spiritual fields, the harvest, and their livelihoods, and thought of ways to compete with the Sun family.

A few days later, three more monks came.

A skinny old man, a middle-aged monk with a gentle face holding a paper fan, and a young man in white with clear eyebrows.

The skinny old man took out a copper coin, threw it in the air, and it fell into his palm.

Seeing the hexagram on the copper coin, he muttered something in his mouth, and sighed after a long while:

"It seems to be here, but I can't figure it out..."

The middle-aged cultivator said: "The elder calculated that the man is in this state. It's only a matter of time to find him."

The skinny old man sneered, "What are you thinking?"

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned.

The old man sighed: "The great sound is silent, and the great image is invisible."

"When he reaches this level, let alone in the same state, even in the same small fairy city, he can't find you if he covers his tracks."

"If there is no sound, it can't be heard, if there is no shape, it can't be seen, and if there is no way, it can't be known."

"He covers up his aura, and we can't do anything."

"How can cultivators like us understand the calculation of the heavenly secrets?"

The middle-aged cultivator frowned:

"Don't we have the three talents and the copper coins given by the elder?"

The old man weighed the copper coins in his hand and sighed :

"This Three Talents Yishu copper coin is a good thing, but it also depends on who uses it and who it is used to count."

"I am not good enough, so I can use it to count others, but if I use it to count that person, I am just showing off my skills in front of an expert..."

The middle-aged cultivator was puzzled, "Didn't they say that his sea of ​​consciousness was broken, his dantian was destroyed, and his qi and blood were empty? Why is it still so difficult?"

The skinny old man glanced at him, "Because he is a formation master, and his talent is almost evil, and his formation is almost enlightened."

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes showed deep fear, and suddenly he sighed:

"Then what about Why did it end up like this? "

"Don't worry about it, and don't ask. This kind of thing is not something you and I are qualified to ask about."

The skinny old man said indifferently, "We just need to do what the higher-ups tell us to do."

The middle-aged monk sneered, "If you say so, if we can't figure out his whereabouts, won't we never find him in our lifetime?"

"Even lions take naps."

"What's more, there are more than just a group of us chasing him."

"We can fish in troubled waters and not find him, but we can't let others The person was found.

After saying that, the old man turned back and told the young man in white clothes next to him:

"Young Master, I didn't want to bring you out, but your father said that he wanted you to experience some experience, and you also wanted to see the world, so I reluctantly brought you with me."

"But, unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not take action."

"You must act more cautiously, even if you have planted the immortal talisman of your life, don't take it lightly."

"It's too complicated here, and there are too many forces involved. I may not be able to protect you..."

The skinny old man said the matter very seriously.

It's to prevent this young master from being honest, not being smart, and not doing something out of the ordinary.

Otherwise, he might not be able to hold it.

Then he regretted it in his heart.

Why did he get into such a mess.

This young master is 23 years old, in the early stage of foundation building, and is already a second-grade array master. It can be said that he has a bright future.

Why don't you treat him like a treasure and keep him at home? Why do you let him out to practice?

Is it so easy to practice Taoism?

It's fine for a poor and independent cultivator, but if you don't go out to travel and suffer, you won't have food to eat in the future.

You are a child of a noble family, you don't have to worry about food or practice, isn't it good to stay in a rich and prosperous nest?

Why do you have to come out to wade into this muddy water?

And he himself has no idea how deep the water is.

If something serious happens, the immortal talisman may not be able to protect his life.

When he thought of this, the skinny old man wanted to slap himself.

He was also a bad mouth.

The kid's father poured him a few jars of good wine, and he was confused and said nothing, so he agreed to this matter.

He regretted it as soon as he sobered up.

But it was too late to regret...

The young man in white didn't understand what was going on, so he just said solemnly:

"Don't worry, I'll remember it."

The skinny old man looked at the young man who looked like a blank sheet of paper, and couldn't bear to say anything more, so he just sighed.

The young man in white had a look of determination.

He came this time for one reason, firstly, to experience and see what the cultivation world outside the aristocratic family is like.

Another reason is to meet the rumored Mr. Zhuang.

He is recognized as a genius in formation in the family.

At a young age, he is already a second-grade formation master.

He used to be complacent, thinking that the formation was just so-so, and the formation masters in the world, even if they were stronger than him, were not much stronger.

Some high-quality formation masters were just older than him and drew more formations than him.

Given time, he will surely surpass them by far.

It was not until he accidentally saw Mr. Zhuang's early formation handwriting and inquired about what Mr. Zhuang did that he deeply felt his own insignificance and ignorance.

There are always people better than you.

In this world, there are advanced formations that he has never learned, and there are also brilliant formation masters that he has never seen.

The way of formation is profound.

What he learned before was just the tip of the iceberg.

Hidden under the iceberg is the essence of the formation and the great way it contains.

The young man in white devoted himself to studying the formation, and now, at a young age, he has become a second-grade formation master.

He is also the youngest second-grade formation master in the family in the past 800 years.

He is somewhat grateful to Mr. Zhuang, and also somewhat yearning for him, and at the same time, he is more and more curious.

He wants to know what kind of demeanor Mr. Zhuang is.

Is he as talented as the rumors say, arrogant, and proud, looking down on all living beings.

I don’t know if I can talk to Mr. Zhuang...

The young man thought silently in his heart.

The skinny old man tossed the copper coin a few more times.

Still didn’t figure out anything.

Just roughly know that the man has been here.

Why did he come, what did he do, and when did he leave, everything is clueless.

There are no clues here, and the three are about to leave.

Suddenly the young man in white said "Huh".

The middle-aged cultivator heard this and asked:

"What's wrong?"

The young man in white pointed to the spiritual field in the distance and said, "There is a formation there."

The middle-aged cultivator frowned, "That's a spiritual field, there must be a formation inside..."

The young man in white shook his head, "It's different."

The middle-aged cultivator was slightly startled, released his spiritual sense, sensed for a moment, and gradually frowned.

It is indeed a little different...

It's just a first-grade spiritual field, why is there such a strong vitality?

This doesn't seem to be the effect that a first-grade formation can achieve...

The skinny old man also found something unusual, but he was not proficient in formations, so he asked:

"What did you find?"

This young master has a great talent for formations, and Mr. Zhuang is a formation master, maybe he really found something.

The young man in white frowned and shook his head:

"I only know that the formation in this spiritual field is unusual, but I can't tell how it is unusual. I need to spend some time to study it."

The middle-aged cultivator asked the old man: "Do we still have time?"

The old man said: "Whether we have time or not has nothing to do with us. It depends on the mood of that person. If he is willing to give us time, we have time. If he is not willing to give us time, then we have no time."

The old man thought for a while and said:

"Since you want to study it, then study it. Anyway, it doesn't matter for these few days."

The young man in white showed joy on his face, "Thank you, old senior."

For the next few days, the three stayed in Qianjia Town.

The young man in white would go to the spiritual field when he had nothing to do. He wanted to know what kind of formation was drawn in the spiritual field.

But after a few days, there was still no progress.

The field was obviously just a simple formation like the soil nurturing formation, but the whole spiritual field exuded a completely different vitality.

The young man was puzzled.

Until one day, he climbed the mountain and looked far away, and saw the whole spiritual field in his sight. Then he suddenly realized and suddenly realized.

This whole spiritual field turned out to be a formation!

The young man in white told the old man and the middle-aged monk about this.

They were also very surprised.

The skinny old man nodded and said:

"Yes, this incredible formation does look like the work of that person."

The middle-aged monk asked the young man, "Do you know what formation this is?"

The young man shook his head.

"Isn't it a first-grade formation?" asked the middle-aged monk.

"It is first-grade."

The middle-aged monk was a little surprised, "You are a second-grade formation master, and you don't know a first-grade formation?"

The young man said hesitantly, "This should be a first-grade absolute formation."

"Absolute formation?" The middle-aged monk didn't understand at all, "Even if it is an absolute formation, isn't it still only first-grade?"

The young man in white shook his head and said, "It's different."

But he didn't explain it in detail.

It is impossible to explain such unfamiliar things about formations to a cultivator who is not a formation master.

"What should we do now?" the middle-aged cultivator asked again.

The skinny old man said: "This formation can prove that the person has indeed been here. We just need to keep looking."

Then he muttered in his heart:

"Being chased by so many people, he still has the leisure to draw the formation? The actions of the masters are really unpredictable..."

The middle-aged cultivator was a little disappointed, "I have been looking for a long time, isn't it the same as not looking for it? What can a formation mean?"

The middle-aged cultivator flicked his sleeves and left.

The old man said to the young man in white:

"He is impatient, don't worry about it. It is a great harvest to find a unique formation, and this is probably the formation that the man set up himself, which is even more extraordinary..."

"You carefully write down the formation pattern, don't make any mistakes, and then we will set off again."

"Okay." The young man in white nodded.

After that, he spent a day to write down all the formation patterns of the spiritual field, and then he was curious and learned it himself.

But he found that he couldn't learn it for a while...

"I think this is Mr. Zhuang's handwriting..."

The young man in white sighed and put the matter aside for the time being.

The next day, the three of them set off and left Qianjia Town, continuing their search along the direction pointed by the skinny old man according to the three-talented copper coins.

The three-talented copper coins may not be accurate, but it is their only clue.

…

After the three of them left, after a while, another strange-looking person came on the mountain road of Qianjia Town.

He wore a bamboo hat and covered his face.

There was no breath around him.

When he walked, his footprints were deep and shallow, like a person walking on stilts, not used to the bamboo poles under his feet.

Passersby looked at him, as if they didn't see him, as if he didn't exist at all.

This person walked along the mountain road, passed Qianjia Town, passed Dongshan Village, came to Lingtian, took off the bamboo hat on his head, and took off the raincoat on his body.

Revealing a Taoist dress.

At the same time, a strange breath came from him.

I'm a little tired, I want to be lazy and ask for a leave, but seeing that everyone voted for the monthly ticket, I feel embarrassed...