I live forever in the world of cultivation

The introductory chapter of Formation is difficult.

But no matter how difficult it is.

As long as you have the talent for formations and rely on time to grind, getting started is actually relatively simple.

As time continues to pass.

He Song continued to study the introductory chapter of the formation, feeling that he was not far away from the introduction of the formation.

Although he has not stepped in yet and cannot set up even the simplest spirit gathering array, He Song is not discouraged.

Because after continuous study, he has begun to learn to carve formation patterns on stones, hoping to be able to carve formation patterns on spiritual stones more smoothly in the future.

At the same time, after spending several days in seclusion and practicing hard, He Song also released a sound-transmitting paper crane.

After releasing the message crane, He Song continued his daily hard training.

Outside Xianfang.

Next door to He Song's house.

A ray of light came instantly and landed directly in front of a sturdy figure.

"Huh? Sound transmission?" A familiar voice came from this mouth. If He Song were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that this person is his neighbor, Lin Cong.

Lin Cong, who had just reached the middle stage of Qi training, was consolidating his own cultivation.

But this sudden spiritual light still woke him up from his cultivation state.

Let out a breath of yourself.

The sound-transmitting paper crane in front of him suddenly turned into a piece of paper.

Picking up the paper, Lin Cong's expression quickly became serious.

"Brother Lin, He left without saying goodbye. I hope Brother Lin won't blame him. In fact, it happened for a reason."

"When you and I were at Guihua Tower, we heard about the Chiling Gold Mine. After many inquiries, we found that something might happen to the Chiling Gold Mine, so we wrote this book."

"Once something happens to the Chiling Gold Mine, Zhushan Xianfang will be the first to bear the brunt. When the Xianfang is in turmoil, our cultivation base is low and we may suffer a catastrophe."

"He has found a safe place to wait for the weather."

"I hope Brother Lin will prepare early and never mention this matter to anyone else."

"He Song."

Looking across the paper, Lin Cong quickly saw a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation in his hand.

After the spiritual power fluctuation disappeared, the paper in Lin Cong's hand also drifted away in the wind.

When the paper disappeared completely, Lin Cong sat on the futon, his expression changing continuously, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

a long time.

"Well, let's leave for now!" After some mental struggle, Lin Cong sighed and made his decision.

At the same time, Lin Cong also kept He Song's letter firmly in mind.

This time, He Song saved his life again!

Lin Cong left.

Just an hour after receiving the message from He Song about the paper crane.

He packed his things and stood at the door of He Song's house for a long time, as if he wanted to remember this place firmly.

After a long time, he carried his luggage and strode towards the outside of Xianfang.

Time passed slowly as He Song continued to practice, his own strength continued to improve, and he also became more understanding of the introductory chapter of the array.

During this period of time, He Song lived a very regular life.

In addition to practicing, he also studied the introductory chapter of the Formation Dao, and occasionally drank tea and chatted with Wei Fan to relax.

Apart from that, He Song did nothing.

I immerse myself in cultivation and enlightenment every day, as if everything has nothing to do with me.

But for He Song.

Things in the outside world have nothing to do with yourself.

Spirit field? There are people taking care of the spiritual field.

Mining? Go mining only if you are looking for death.

Visiting friends? Aren’t you living in your friend’s house now?

In this way, three months have passed in a row, and He Song has been doing this every day. While his cultivation has advanced rapidly, his understanding of the introductory chapter of the formation path has also become deeper and deeper.

This day.

Dusk.

At Wei Fan's invitation, He Song left the quiet room and went to the attic of the small courtyard with Wei Fan.

The attic is not completely enclosed, it is ventilated from all sides and has a good view.

Here, Wei Fan set up a round table and a tea set.

In their spare time, the two of them sat together in the attic drinking tea and chatting. Their eyes scanned the surroundings and they could clearly see everything happening around them.

"I wonder what is going on with Lao Meng at the Chiling Gold Mine. There has been no news about him since these three months." Looking at the beautiful scenery of the setting sun in the distance, Wei Fan sighed.

In three months, Meng Guan had no news except for sending a paper crane to the two of them in the first month after leaving.

Wei Fan was worried.

He Song is no exception.

But the two of them also knew that no matter how worried they were, it would be of no use.

The two of them were in the Immortal Workshop, while Meng Guan was in the Chiling Gold Mine.

Being in a different area, it is almost impossible to help.

Not to mention that He Song's cultivation level is low, even leaving the Immortal Workshop may be a dangerous thing.

"I have sent him the message paper crane several times, but I don't know if he has received it." He Song looked worried, but his eyes gradually looked to the side.

In the center of the area where Wei Fan lives, there is an exquisite courtyard.

This courtyard is higher than all the surrounding courtyards. At a glance, it looks like it stands out from the crowd.

There is the place where the spiritual energy of Xianfang is the strongest.

At the same time, it is also the only place in Xianfang where the foundation-building master lives.

This real person’s Dharma name is Chengshan.

Since March, He Song has also seen Master Chengshan from a distance.

Master Chengshan, like most monks, has the appearance of a young man and wears a set of exquisite robes.

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As for the magic weapon, He Song had never seen it before.

However, just by looking at it, He Song could feel an extremely rich spiritual pressure coming from the other party.

The spiritual pressure was extremely strong. The moment he first sensed it, He Song knew that the other party could easily crush him to death.

There is nothing false in this statement.

He Song even felt that even if his cultivation reached the late stage of Qi training, he would be easily crushed to death when facing Master Chengshan without any accidents happening.

This Master Chengshan is the only Master of Foundation Establishment in Xianfang.

At the same time, it is also the Dinghai Shenzhen of Xianfang.

As long as he is here, there will be no chaos in Xianfang.

but.

Just as He Song was talking, he subconsciously looked towards the exquisite courtyard.

A ray of light suddenly flashed across He Song's eyes, carrying a strong spiritual pressure and quickly flying towards the distance.

The light escape is earthy yellow.

It looked like it was flying out of that exquisite courtyard.

The rich spiritual pressure also gave He Song a rather familiar feeling.

Earthy yellow light streaked across the horizon.

For a moment, He and Song, who were still drinking tea and chatting, suddenly fell into deathly silence.

silence.

silence.

a long time.

He Song's eyes met Wei Fan's.

Each found a hint of horror in the other's eyes.

"Xianfang, there is going to be chaos!" Only then did Wei Fan finally squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.

Looking towards the direction in which Dunguang was retreating, Wei Fan's eyes quickly showed a hint of joy.