The ancestor of talismans

Leng Muyang waved his hand, and three formation flags fluttered in the wind, hanging above the three people's heads.

"These three formation flags belong to water, fire, and wood respectively. You three can choose according to your own attributes."

"Junior Brother Xu, you choose first."

Leng Muyang looked at Xu Changshou and said calmly.

"I can do any of them."

Xu Changshou waved his hand and said, "Let Senior Brother Sun and Junior Sister Hu choose first."

"I am good at fire, so I will choose the fire formation flag."

Hu Jiuniang stretched out her hand and took the fiery red formation flag in her hand.

"I want the wood formation flag."

Sun Zhengyang took the green formation flag in his hand.

The last light blue water formation flag was left, and Xu Changshou stretched out his hand and pinched it.

He is a full-system mixed spiritual root, and can control the formation flag of any attribute.

"This is the formation diagram of the Three Talents Formation. You three should study it and try to master the Three Talents Formation within two days."

Leng Muyang said, throwing a scroll to the three people.

Xu Changshou looked at Leng Muyang and asked with a smile: "Brother Leng, aren't we here to participate in the Dao Transformation Ceremony? Why do we need to learn how to set up formations?"

"Hahaha!"

Leng Muyang laughed: "Screw the Dao Transformation Ceremony, we are here to fight. If the Zhu family wants to attack, let's make the first move."

Sure enough.

Xu Changshou nodded secretly.

He guessed right. The Zhu family was indeed in trouble.

"Brother Leng, what should we do then?" Xu Changshou asked.

Leng Muyang sneered: "Brother Xu, don't worry about it. Just learn the formations and act according to my instructions."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. We will do whatever Brother Leng tells us to do. Let's learn the formations first."

Sun Zhengyang spread out the scroll impatiently, and the three of them came over to study it.

The Three Talents Formation is not complicated. It is a small defense, mainly used for defense.

You only need to remember the positions between each other and pay attention to the similar amplitude of the output of spiritual energy to maintain the Three Talents Formation.

It took Xu Changshou and his two companions only one or two days to learn how to set up the formation.

Even the lowest-level formation was very powerful. When the three of them worked together, they could trap even a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and possessed a magical weapon.

After learning the formation, the four continued on their way and headed straight for Zhujiayao.

Zhujiayao was located in a valley with a red Danxia landform. Entering the valley, it was full of spring and obviously much warmer than outside.

Because Zhujiayao was on the Fire Spirit Vein, the temperature here was higher than other places.

At the entrance, a solemn archway stood in front of everyone, with three big characters on the lintel: "Zhujiayao".

"Where is Zhu Songling? Come out to greet the guests!"

Sun Zhengyang spoke loudly, and his deep voice echoed in the valley.

The Zhu Songling mentioned by Sun Zhengyang was Zhu Biao's grandson, the current head of the Zhu family.

"Who is it? So bold!"

"Shh, shut up, maybe someone from the sect,"

"It's someone from the sect."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, go and welcome the distinguished guest from the sect!"

The Zhu family kiln became lively, and soon, Zhu Songling, the head of the Zhu family, came out with seven or eight clansmen.

Xu Changshou took a look at the group of people, all of whom were cultivators.

The one with the highest cultivation level was Zhu Songling, who was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and there was an old man who was at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

In addition to them, there were two middle-aged people at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and three young people below the ninth level of Qi Refining.

All the cultivators of the Zhu family were basically here.

The people of the Zhu family were also disciples of the Green Immortal Sect, but they were external disciples.

Because the mission of the Zhu family was to guard the Four Immortal Grasses, all the disciples of the Zhu family had to stay in the family to practice.

Of course, if there were people with excellent talents, they could also be sent to the sect to practice.

Unfortunately, except for Zhu Biao, there were no people with excellent talents in the Zhu family.

Zhu Biao originally practiced in the sect, but later he returned home as he grew older and his blood and qi became weaker.

"Zhu family disciples, welcome the distinguished guests of the sect. It is an honor to come from afar!"

When he arrived not far away, Zhu Biao respectfully clasped his fists in front of several people.

"We... welcome the distinguished guests!"

The Zhu family members also followed suit.

"Master Zhu, please don't be polite."

Leng Muyang bowed: "We are ordered by my aunt to represent the sect to participate in the Taoist ceremony of Uncle Zhu. Sorry for bothering you."

Zhu Songling looked at the few people and nodded secretly: "You are all the best in the sect. May I ask what your name is?"

"I am Leng Muyang!"

"May I ask if you are the nephew of Grandmaster Leng?" Zhu Songling asked cautiously.

"Yes, Grandmaster Leng is my aunt." Leng Muyang spoke lightly, with a somewhat arrogant tone.

"Excuse me, who are these people?"

Zhu Songling looked at Xu Changshou and the other two.

Xu Changshou smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "I am a disciple of Lvmo Peak, Xu Changshou."

"I am a disciple of Taiyi Peak, Sun Zhengyang."

"I am Hu Jiuniang of Danxia Peak."

"Welcome, fellow disciples, please!"

Zhu Songling led everyone into Zhujiayao.

The valley was filled with clouds and mist, and various exquisite pavilions stood in a row, shining with precious light, like a holy place for immortals.

It can be seen that Zhu Biao spent a lot of effort to build this valley.

"What a blessed place!" Hu Jiuniang couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Songling's heart sank when he heard this, and he didn't say anything.

The ancestor was about to become a Taoist, and his Zhu family had no successor. Without the ancestor, it would be difficult for the Zhu family to keep this blessed land.

The Zhu family members also seemed to feel depressed, and none of them spoke.

Leng Muyang asked lazily: "Is Master Zhu here?"

Zhu Songling nodded: "Yes!"

Leng Muyang: "When will Master Zhu become a Taoist?"

Zhu Songling looked sad: "My ancestor said that he will become a Taoist in three days."

"Three days?"

Leng Muyang frowned: "Take me and others to visit Uncle Zhu."

"yes!"

Under the leadership of Zhu Songling, Xu Changshou and others met Zhu Biao, a dying old man who was already on the verge of death. Large patches of corpses appeared on his face and hands.

Zhu Biao opened his eyes with difficulty and spoke weakly: "Are you our disciples?"

"Yes, let's meet Uncle Zhu."

"Meet Uncle Zhu!"

Leng Muyang and others saluted respectfully.

The majesty of a tiger's death remains.

No matter how exhausted Zhu Biao's energy and blood were, he was still a great Qi-refining monk. In front of him, Leng Muyang did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Okay, okay!"

Zhu Biao showed a pleased smile: "The sect has not forgotten the old man, it's worth it, it's worth it."

"I'm tired. Come back in three days!"

"Yes, Master Zhu, take care."

After leaving Zhu Biao's room, Xu Changshou felt a little heavy.

He could not have imagined that a powerful foundation-building monk would be so weak when he was about to transform into a Taoist form.

That night.

The four of them were arranged in a luxurious house and selected exquisite maids to attend their bed.

Xu Changshou chased away the maid who came to attend the bed, but Leng Muyang and Sun Zhangyang did not refuse. They stayed up all night and had a great time.