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Yang Zhao used his spiritual power to drag the two boxes to the burial place of Shen Ruoyu in the backyard.

Because Shen Ruoyu's bones are buried here, they were not touched when the Yunyang Temple was built. It still looks like a mess after Fang Shuli's work.

Until this morning, Yang Zhao personally invited Shen Ruoyu's bones, and then Xu Tong personally dug a large pit more than 50 meters deep, and then expanded it outwards to connect with other excavation projects.

After preparations were completed, he led his people to start construction in the pit.

They laid the skeleton layer by layer from bottom to top, fixing the flesh and blood.

When Yang Zhao arrived at noon, more than 30 meters below had been laid.

Now only thousands of small bean people are left in the entire backyard.

The other assistants brought by Xu Tong and the students from Yongzhou Prefecture are now guarding the important nodes of the three formations.

Just waiting for Xu Tong's order, they all nailed the most critical formation consumables into the formation at the same time.

An offering table and flowers had been prepared next to the big pit, and only Shen Ruoyu, Old Shark surnamed Qin and a few Xiaodou people were standing guard.

Yang Zhaoxian put the box containing the statue of Fuyao into the hands of the political commissar Xiaodouren next to him, and opened another big box.

The box is full of soil, with three green ginkgo leaves on it.

Yang Zhao took one and gave it to Xu Tong.

Xu Tong took the ginkgo leaf, gently held the leaf stem and murmured a few words, then walked to the big pit to deliver it to the next one.

I saw this ginkgo leaf fluttering and falling. It took a while for this ginkgo leaf to fall to the bottom. The soft leaf stem was inserted into a small stone that had been prepared without any hindrance.

Xu Tong nodded with satisfaction.

This stone is about the size of a palm. It is an ordinary stone that I found specially when digging a big pit in the morning.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, please."

Yang Zhao took out another ginkgo leaf from the big box, sandwiched it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, slowly raised it upright in front of his eyes, and pinched it with his left hand.

"The gods of the four directions are above. Yang Zhao, the registered disciple of Shenzhou Yunyang Temple in Chixian County, has received permission from the Zhou court to build a moving formation on the south mountain of Cangcheng to connect the two realms."

Yang Zhao bowed down gently, opened his eyes and loosened his fingers.

The ginkgo leaf on the fingertips fluttered forward and fell into the formation under the pit, suspended in the center of the formation, far opposite to the ginkgo leaf below.

Seeing that the ginkgo leaves had not fallen to the ground, Yang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a crucial step. Use the leaves of the gatekeeper on the Shenzhou side of Chi County to test the meaning of the gods here.

If the gods agree, the leaves will be suspended in the formation.

If the gods disapprove, the leaves will be blown up.

"Generally speaking, as long as the moving formation is built with the permission of the Zhou Dynasty, there will be no accidents."

These were the words Xu Tong comforted Yang Zhao when he saw that she was a little nervous.

Fortunately, the whole process was uneventful and uneventful.

Yang Zhao took out the location of Si Nan from the Qiankun bag in his arms and handed it to Xu Tong.

He took Si Nan and took a step forward, rising straight into the air, and gave a soft drink.

"Everyone." His voice was not loud but it spread throughout Nanshan.

"Have!"

There were loud responses from every corner up and down the mountain.

"Let's go."

"Here!"

Xu Tong lowered his head slightly and dropped Si Nan from the air.

A strong wind came with a roar, making people unable to open their eyes.

The spiritual energy flowing like water around him rose in the wind, and the trickling streams merged into surging rivers. In an instant, they turned into waves, pressing down on the formation below with an aura that suppressed everything.

The little bean man next to Yang Zhao shattered to pieces.

She waved her sleeves and picked up the box containing the statue of Fu Yao.

The sky darkened inch by inch as Si Nan fell.

The surging spiritual energy is getting thicker and thicker, squeezing everything around it.

"Get up!"

"Here!"

Suddenly, a brilliant array of light stabbed backwards, illuminating the entire Nanshan Mountain clearly in the darkness. The entire light was continuous, majestic, and dazzling. It didn't take long to dispel the darkness on the Nanshan Mountain.

Xu Tong carefully inspected these formations and strange lights in mid-air.

If there is any unreasonable design or construction error, this is the best time to check.

I observed a cup of tea for the whole time, and there was not a single mistake or deviation.

The light dissipated and Xu Tong shouted happily.

"The formation is complete! Hahahaha~~"

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Xu!"

"Congratulations Mr. Xu!"

Listening to the neat sounds of congratulations in the mountains.

Xu Tong returned a four-way salute with a smile on his face.

"Happy together."

The moving formation is a rare large-scale formation that can connect two realms, and its difficulty is rare in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Moreover, this formation is very sensitive, and another one will not be built for several decades.

Now that the moving formation in Yunyangguan is completed, it has become Xu Tong's golden signature.

How could he not be happy with you?

(End of this chapter)