Chapter 48 Sorry, I Can't...

Just as Lu Xuan expected.

It is beneficial to disguise yourself as a gold-robed demon and a silver-robed demon.

In the early morning of the next day, an order was passed down.

Yan Feiyu, the young master of the Tianyao Sect, asked the two demons to select his subordinates and go to the back mountain to help repair the formation.

Lu Xuan used the secret technique in the "Soul Illusion" to transform himself and Cheng Lingzhu into the appearance of two demons, which no one can see through.

The two demon cultivators, Jinpao and Yinpao, are both at the peak of Jindan, and they are big or small bosses, so they also have some power.

Lu Xuan picked a few monsters at random, and followed the monk who came to deliver the order to the back mountain.

On the mountainside, there is a huge formation inlaid. Dozens of demon cultivators have already gathered, and the leaders of Jindan lead their teams and wait there.

After a while, a short and fat elder flew over riding a wave of monster energy.

Beside him, followed by a human monk, but it was Yi Changqing from the Shenbing Pavilion.

"Brother Yan has something to do these few days, so he can't come here for the time being. I will be in charge of the work here."

Yi Changqing spoke very politely, took out a token from his sleeve, and showed it to everyone.

"It's not easy to repair the formation, Changqing is here to thank all the fellow Taoists."

Yi Changqing cupped his hands.

The short and fat elder who brought him to the back mountain was formed by the demonization of a golden-haired mouse. He is proficient in formations, and his current cultivation has reached the stage of refining.

Although it can't compare to the Golden Winged Peng King who is responsible for arresting people, he is still a big monster.

The Tianyao Gate is located in the Eastern Wasteland, which is extremely far from the Western Desert. The large formation cannot be transmitted directly. Even if it keeps "changing stations", it has to pass through many places on the way.

The Buddhist cultivator who invited Yi Changqing was also aware of this, so he did not restrict his way to the Dawuchang Temple.

Anyway, no matter how you go, you have to go through some tests on the road.

Yi Changqing had already contacted Yan Feiyu in advance, and the latter built a new teleportation circle according to his needs.

Because Yi Changqing's plan was ahead of schedule, the formation has not yet been completed.

The demon cultivators, including Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu, came to help build the formation.

The golden-haired elder gave a brief description of the task, and first sent out a layout plan of the subtle parts of the formation. After everyone took notes, they stood in different positions in sequence.

This formation was extremely complicated, and as soon as it started, materials of all sizes flew out of his cuffs and were thrown directly to the disciples.

According to his instructions, the monsters embedded the stele, stone marrow, spirit jade and other items in specific positions as quickly as possible.

The golden-haired elder was throwing materials, while engraving formation characters on the formation platform, his body was so fast that afterimages were pulled out, sometimes the formation patterns were engraved wrong, and all the surrounding materials had to be shoveled off and reinstalled.

He received the young master's order to complete the teleportation formation within three days, so he dared not neglect it.

By noon.

"Senior, let you brothers rest and rest."

Yi Changqing said.

He originally wanted to help, but as a distinguished guest of the young master of the Tianyao Sect, the elder Jinmao naturally refused to agree, so Yi Changqing had to do some logistical work.

For example, just now, he took the token and went down the mountain to bring food to many demon cultivators, and boiled a pot of water and made spiritual tea.

"...Alright."

Elder Jin Mao pondered for a moment when he heard the words, then nodded.

So the disciples of the Sky Demons, who had been beaten up all morning, had a chance to stop and rest.

"Friends, please."

"Friends, please."

Yi Changqing sent spirit tea one by one. The cups were made of wood. He cut down the trees on the mountain and cut them out. After pouring the spirit tea, there was a fragrance of plants.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu thanked each other, they clinked glasses and drank the tea.

After the noon break, they continued to build formations in the afternoon, but did not work overtime at night.

Formation is delicate work, and it is easy to make mistakes if you don't have enough energy. Elder Jin Mao also understands this truth.

until the morning of the third day.

The array is finally complete.

A disciple couldn't wait to climb onto the platform, and then activated the formation, a white light lit up, and the disciple's figure disappeared.

After dozens of breaths, the big formation glowed, and his figure reappeared on the formation platform. The disciples of the Tianyao Sect looked excited:
"Success!"

Hearing these words, Elder Jin Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and all the monsters immediately cheered.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu also had smiles on their faces.

Lu Xuan moved his head closer:

"Are you tired these days? Let me rub your wrist for you."

"You have taken over most of the materials, how can you be tired?"

The corners of Cheng Lingzhu's mouth turned up, but he still put his hand in his palm.

Just like what she said, Lu Xuan took all the formation materials thrown by the golden-haired elder, and with his reaction speed and formation level, this task was not a problem.

So Cheng Lingzhu didn't feel that hard.

It's not as good as when I helped him before...

Cheng Lingzhu thought with a blushing face.

All the demons finished their work, disbanded and went down the mountain, and returned to their posts.

However, Lu Xuan pulled Cheng Lingzhu, walked around in a circle, and returned to the mountain.

"what happened?"

Cheng Lingzhu was puzzled.

"It doesn't feel right."

Lu Xuan thought for a moment, "In the past few days, someone has been spying on us in the dark."

The "we" here does not refer to him and Cheng Lingzhu, but to all the demon cultivators responsible for building the array.

Lu Xuan pinched a concealment technique, covering himself and Cheng Lingzhu's aura, quietly watching the phalanx.

After the array test was successful, Yi Changqing did not leave immediately, but boiled a pot of tea and waited here.

After half a stick of incense, a figure fell from the sky, it was Yan Feiyu.

"Brother Yan."

Seeing him coming, Yi Changqing picked up two cups of spirit tea and walked up quickly:
"You and I say goodbye today, I don't know how long it will take to meet again."

Yan Feiyu, dressed as a literati, sighed, and unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a whoosh:
"This is far away from thousands of miles away. I wish Changqing a bright future and a great road!"

The two sighed a few words and drank the tea in the cup.

Yi Changqing cupped his hands to Yan Feiyu again, raised his legs and walked towards the platform, but before he could take a few steps, his legs and feet gave way, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Why...why is this..."

Yi Changqing's eyes widened, but he felt sore and limp all over, making it difficult to move.

Along with the soreness of his body, another kind of evil fire burst out from his body and spread to his lower abdomen, which made his face flush suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Changqing."

Yan Feiyu sighed, and put away the folding fan that had been fanning towards Yi Changqing.

His voice was no longer as thick and powerful as before, but became thinner.

Yan Feiyu picked up Yi Changqing's body and placed it on a clean boulder.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off the hairpin on his head, and his smooth black hair fell down like a waterfall.

The originally robust body shape changed and became convex and concave, and a faint fragrance emanated from the body.

Yan Feiyu, or Yan Feiyu, was standing in front of Yi Changqing at the moment.

"The power of Xuanyin in your body is not only a great temptation for women, but it is also very compatible with the exercises I practice."

She stretched out her hand and stroked Yi Changqing's cheek with tenderness and compassion:

"Sorry, I can't be your brother anymore."

(End of this chapter)

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