Every female cultivator covers the sky with one hand

Chapter 279
Setting up a high-level large formation is definitely an extremely delicate job.

The two masters measured the land under their feet inch by inch, and after a little discussion, they were bound to achieve excellence.

The old blind man, as well as that idiot from Fluctlight, joined the second round of negotiations.

Several people sat around in a quarantine room, their faces were flushed red.

Duan De took out another notebook.

A few masters sat together, unexpectedly abruptly, and discussed the second set of plans.

The first set of plans and the second set of plans have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is hard to tell which one is better than the other.

So, Ye Qingfeng called over, Yaoguang the very lucky young Immortal Realm.

"Choose one." Ye Qingfeng said directly.

"What to choose?" The young Xiantai realm looked tired and didn't know what to choose.

Ye Qingfeng pointed to the two booklets in front of him, and said, "Based on your intuition, choose one, and we will set up an array."

The young Xiantai Jing was very surprised: "Is it so hasty?"

Duan De said: "Before being hasty, we have already made twelve points of preparation. The decision-making power is left to you, a person who can step on shit."

The young Xiantai Jing looked at Ye Qingfeng and Duan De, feeling quite helpless, then grabbed the two booklets, threw them into the sky, closed his eyes, and casually grabbed one into the sky, and finally caught one.

Duan De took it and quickly opened it to have a look.

Well, after a lot of hard work, I came up with a second set of plans, using the previous one.

But this second set of plans, although abandoned, but it also has great advantages, Duan De put it in his arms, ready to keep it privately.

Zhen Chi patted Duan De on the shoulder, and said directly: "Copy a copy for me too."

The chief formation master said: "The old man represents Yaoguang, and I want a share."

The old blind man said, "I'm not greedy, so give me some too."

Duan De's mouth twitched. In this way, he had to copy three copies.

"Go ahead, you go ahead and transcribe on the imperial cauldron." The chief formation mage confessed, "Leave us the specific arrangement of the formation."

"No." Duan De immediately refused, "I have to follow you to observe, and I can help you as well."

Such a good opportunity to observe, only a fool would let it go.

"That's fine. Go ahead and fill up all the holes here according to the blueprint." The old blind man handed over a shovel. The shovel smelled like corpses, and it was obviously often used to dig holes to bury the dead.

Duan De cursed and began to fill in the hole with a shovel on his shoulder.

He planed ancestral graves, and the number of times he dug them out was very high, but the number of times he filled them was only a handful.

But as long as you have a shovel in your hand and start working, you will be surprisingly handy and agile, and you can see that you are a professional.

The very lucky young Xiantai Jing also helped with a shovel. He only moved a few shovels, so after digging the soil, he dug out a bronze wrench.

"Hey, this bronze wrench is not ordinary."

Duan De's eyes quickly followed.

It is said that the Ruthless Emperor back then left behind a bronze mask and a bronze ring.

It's a ring, not a finger wrench.

So what the young Immortal Realm dug up was not what the Ruthless Emperor had left behind, but something else, something of extraordinary significance.

"After 10,000+ years, it has not rusted and corroded. What is it?" The old blind man also felt it carefully with his hands.

Because it was said first, all the things obtained inside and outside the hall will be confiscated, so there is no need to worry about the bronze finger being taken away by someone.

The well-informed Duan De didn't know either.

The longest-lived old immortal has no clue.

But inside the white jade bottle of the emperor cauldron, a remnant soul became excited: "That is the bronze wrench that can only be worn by the Patriarch of my Hushui Qu family. That is the wrench of my Patriarch!"

"Your patriarch's wrench, aren't you the head of the Qu family?" Ye Qingfeng put away the bronze wrench and threw it into the white jade bottle.

Nowadays, I have never heard of any Hushui composers, and I am afraid that they have already been removed from the cultivation world
The remnant soul mourned: "I am the younger brother of the Patriarch. The ancestral bronze finger is here. The Patriarch can't say that it is one of those Yin soldiers before. My majestic Shuiqu family, whether it is still alive or not..."

Ye Qingfeng shook his head.

Duan De sighed again and again, there was not even a single sentence of Shanghai water composers left in the history books.

Time is a terrible thing indeed.

Even if it was famous back then, even if it was earth-shattering back then, it was silent and completely annihilated in the long history of history.

After the interlude.

Duan De and the young Immortal Terrace dug and filled the pits.

Duan De still got nothing.

The young Xiantai realm went down with dozens of shovels, and dug out another page.

It is also a page of paper that has not deteriorated for 10,000+ years.

Duan De was both happy and angry: "It's true that people are more deadly than others!"

Everyone quickly glanced at what was written on the paper, and it turned out to be a very good exercise.

"Ah! I remember!" A remnant soul said, "This is a magic weapon that I carefully crafted after being trapped in the tomb for many years. Not long ago, when I was fighting those Yin soldiers, I accidentally left it behind. Here it is."

"This magic weapon is as thin as a cicada's wings and as sharp as a steel knife. I really like it." The young Xiantai said, "Old man, can you give up your love?"

The remnant soul said: "If you want it, help me protect my younger generation."

"Who is your descendant?" asked the young Xiantai Jing.

The remnant soul said: "The Xiao family in Zhongzhou."

"The Xiao Family of Anping Kingdom?"

"Hey, did a small village back then become a country?"

"After the senior leaves the tomb, follow me and find out."

"Okay then, as you say."

Listening to the question and answer, everyone couldn't help but secretly marveled. During these few conversations, the young Immortal Realm actually met a high-ranking spirit old man, which is really remarkable.

The young Immortal Realm got the old man's consent, and respectfully said to Ye Qingfeng: "Little old ancestor, is it feasible for me to pre-order this magic weapon in advance?"

Ye Qingfeng said: "You are so lucky, if you don't agree to it, it won't work."

Everyone does not object.

Everyone was happy.

Filling continues.

Duan De is a coolie who digs the soil, and the young Immortal Realm dug up several magic weapons.

"Ah, this!"

Duan De was speechless.

The old blind man was amazed and couldn't help itching, and wanted to make a divination for the young fairy.

What's more, the divination situation is still very large and very particular, not only setting up isolation and prohibition, setting up incense cases, but also being immortal to protect the Dharma.

The old blind man muttered something, burned the talisman, scattered the reeds, and prepared to ask the heavens for the young man's fairyland to be achieved in the future.

suddenly.

There was a "poof".

The old blind man got nothing, and unexpectedly suffered a backlash, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

"I asked people who shouldn't be asked, and divinations that shouldn't have been divination. I'm a kid. I overestimated my capabilities and acted arbitrarily. I hope God will forgive me."

The old blind man was apprehensive, and turned his head to God, begging God for forgiveness.

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(End of this chapter)