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But Song Qingshu didn't have time to talk to a clown, he still wanted to take General Namu to see the small world.

When the time comes, let the other party see the mysteriously disappeared small world, so that he can start his retreat journey.

After all, there are still too many undigested things on his body, such as Wan Dao Tu, such as the imprint of the Dao rule inherited from the little bit of immortal power on his body.

Under the leadership of Song Qingshu, Mu Zhan stepped into the wormhole of time and space with a sombre face.

Stepping above the wormhole of time and space, looking at Song Qingshu who was beside him indifferently, Mu Zhan's thoughts were overwhelmed.

He did get a lot of information about Song Qingshu from Granny Mu before, even this space-time wormhole was no exception.

That Gongyangling taunted Song Qingshu just now could not have been separated from his instigation, all this was just that he wanted to try Song Qingshu's proficiency.

However, the facts proved that the information Granny Mu told him was not a lie at all, and she was even conservative. Song Qingshu's strength seemed to be no less than him.

Although it seemed that he was only at the seventh level of the God Emperor Realm, Mu Zhanjiang himself did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to understate the thunder calamity at the seventh level of the God Emperor Realm.

"It's really hard to see through this person, it's better not to be hostile."

Thinking in his heart, Mu Zhanjiang slowly raised his head and looked forward, and soon their eyes lit up, and they stepped out of the wormhole and appeared in a beautiful mountain range.

"boom!"

When Song Qingshu appeared in this world, another thunderstorm struck down, but it was still the same as before, he scattered the terrifying thunderstorm with a light wave of his hand.

As the thunderstorm dissipated, in order to avoid trouble, Song Qingshu's divine power began to subside slowly, and the roaring thunderclouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

Seeing such a miraculous scene, General Mu Zhan became even more suspicious. As a county guard, he had never heard of such a strange thunder calamity, which came and went as quickly as he could.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Song, may I ask where is that formation?"

Gongyangling was equally as shocked as General Mu Zhan. At this moment, he has spoken more politely.

But when he talked about the formation, the confident light in his eyes bloomed even more.

He felt that his cultivation and strength were not as good as this Song Qingshu's, so the formation could always be superior.

But at this moment, Grandma Mu pointed awkwardly.

"Hey, Brother Gongyang, this formation is right in front of you."

Hearing Granny Mu's words, Gongyangling was startled. He didn't expect that he was already standing in front of the formation, and he was still asking others where the formation was, which made his old face turn red.

In order to regain his face, Gongyangling took out a gray compass the size of a human head from his pocket without saying a word.

The compass is dotted with all kinds of weird lines. With the urging of Gongyang Ridge, these lines start to glow slowly, and the pointer in the compass starts to shake.

As time went by, when cold sweat was about to break out on Gongyangling's anxious forehead, the pointer stopped whistlingly.

Seeing this, Gongyangling felt certain, a three-foot long sword with black patterns appeared in his hand, ready to pick up where the compass was pointing with the other hand.

But before the long sword was drawn out, it was pinched by a pair of crystal clear fingers.

"Song Daoyou, what do you mean?"

Gongyangling was not surprised that Song Qingshu could easily grab his long sword, but he never expected that Song Qingshu would stop him from breaking the formation.

At this moment, even General Mu Zhan's face turned ugly, thinking that Song Qingshu was deliberately making things difficult for Gongyangling to prevent him from breaking through the formation. No one can get in.

But at this moment, Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "I'm doing it for your own good. If you take this sword down, Governor Mu won't be able to protect you."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, a trace of anger appeared in Gongyangling's eyes, and he said coldly.

"Although my little old man's cultivation base is not very high, his ability to break the formation is also ranked first in the Great Thousand World. Naturally, he will only make a move if he is sure. Song Daoyou cares too much."

Seeing the anger in Gongyangling's eyes, Song Qingshu laughed and shook his head, if he didn't want to fight against this Great Thousand World, he wouldn't bother to take care of this arrogant person, how could his formation be so easy to break?

Gently flipping Gongyangling's long sword away, Song Qingshu smiled.

"This formation is just for me to guard against some Xiao Xiaoxiao, not for enmity with others. If you are going to that small world, I will directly start the formation."

As he said that, in Gongyangling's surprised eyes, a palm-sized light group appeared in Song Qingshu's hand. The light group was in the shape of a compass, and a little bit of divine power on it was as bright and psychedelic as a morning star.

Immediately, before others could see enough, Song Qingshu clapped his palm forward.

"Om~"

Following Song Qingshu's movements, the compass light group swelled, slowly imprinted in the void, and gradually disappeared.

Immediately after the disappearance of the compass, a majestic formation appeared, and countless sacred stones spread all over the void, and the invisible power blew over everyone's bodies like a gust of wind.

Feeling the terrifying power of that formation, Gongyangling swallowed involuntarily.

In his perception just now, although the formation is extremely difficult to find, the power in it is only at the fourth or fifth level of the God Emperor Realm.

But at this moment, the sweeping aura is as terrifying as a god descending from the earth. I am afraid that it will not lose to the powerhouse at the eighth or ninth level of the God Emperor Realm. Ling couldn't help shivering.

I'm afraid that without the preparation of Mu Zhanjiang, he, Gongyangling, would be beaten to pieces in an instant.

"Ka Ka Ka ~" yuyV

Just when he was terrified behind Gongyang Ridge, another surprising scene happened, and he saw the sacred stones in the air gathered together one by one, and were slowly floating towards Song Qingshu.

"Song, Fellow Daoist Song, why did you put away the formation?"

Seeing this, Gongyangling opened his mouth in surprise, although he alone could not break the formation, but with more research and cooperation with Mu Zhanjiang, there is still a chance to break the formation.

But what does it mean that Song Qingshu took the initiative to put away the formation?

"I said before, my formation is not to stop you, and it's not necessary now."

Regarding Gongyangling's doubts, Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders.

After hearing his words, the wooden mother-in-law exclaimed even more.

"It's gone?! Where's the node of the small world?"

Chapter 1453

Hearing Granny Mu's words, Mu Zhan frowned, and searched for the spiritual sense in front of him inch by inch.

However, as his consciousness swept across, in this huge void, let alone the small world nodes that should have been obvious, he didn't even notice a single fly.

"Grandma Mu, can't you see it with your eyes? Wasn't it here before?"

Behind Granny Mu, Mu Linxue frowned and said, she had seen the nodes of this small world with her own eyes, and she couldn't believe the sudden disappearance now.

Hearing her lady's question, Granny Mu blushed. Of course she remembered that the previous node was here, and she even remembered the location of the small world node clearly, it was in the small tree.

But at this moment, in her Dharma eyes, she could clearly see every inch of the leaves of the small tree, there was no trace of the node before, and it seemed to be no different from ordinary trees.

"Could it be that he moved his hand?"

Granny Mu was thinking in her heart, and looked at Song Qingshu in amazement. Although she had no eyeballs, the expression of astonishment was very obvious.

"Don't look at me, I'm innocent."

For Granny Mu's surprise, Song Qingshu saw it in his eyes, but actually almost laughed in his heart.

Of course he is not innocent, the disappearance of the nodes of this small world is precisely because of his phantom compass.

That was the simplified version of "Sculpting the Sky Compass" that he learned with great difficulty from the "Sculpting the Sky Jue" left by Emperor Huangtian.

As its name suggests, the Sky-Sculpting Compass is a magical secret specially used to cut off the connection between the world and the way of heaven in Emperor Huangtian's Sky-Sculpting Art. If the complete version of the Sky-Sculpting Compass enters the world, the world's heavenly ways can be integrated into the compass among.

Whether it is wind or rain, a series of things such as the rules of the road, as long as Song Qingshu slightly modifies it on the compass, it will be successful.

But after all, Song Qingshu's cultivation base is too low compared to Huang Tiandi and others. Their plastic sky compass seals a world with complete rules of the road and the will of heaven like the fairy world, while Song Qingshu's small compass is very small even for a small world. difficult.

At this moment, the only function of Song Qingshu's sky-shaping compass is to close the connection with the Great Thousand World, and it can't even cut off the connection.

But this is enough, Song Qingshu believes that with this move, no one in this vast world will be able to find traces of this small world.

After nearly an hour, Mu Zhanjiang, whose consciousness was exhausted, sadly withdrew his consciousness, and the wooden mother-in-law even embarrassedly dropped a small tree in her hand that she had uprooted.

Only Gongyangling was still sweating profusely, urging the compass.

"Forget it, Master Gongyang, there is no small world in this place."

Looking at Gongyangling's exhausted appearance, General Mu Zhan sighed.

Hearing that although Gongyangling was unwilling, he had no choice but to nod sadly. He really didn't find any trace of the small world in this place. yuyV Unlike Gongyangling, Song Qingshu's eyes were filled with joy, General Mu's words were very clear, and he stopped talking about the ownership of this small world, but denied the existence of the small world.

In this way, no one will compete with Song Qingshu.

"Song Daoyou has improved my knowledge. It's almost time for your girl to eat. Let's go back."

Taking a deep look at Song Qingshu, General Mu Zhan really couldn't figure out when such a freak appeared in this vast world.

He knew in his heart that the node of that small world must be nearby, but he just couldn't find it.

Apparently, Song Qingshu's methods were beyond his understanding. He really didn't want to offend the other party with such a character. Anyway, he can't find him in the small world now, and he doesn't need to explain to the royal family. It's better to sell Song Qingshu to save face.

Regarding General Mu's kindness, Song Qingshu nodded, and said with a smile: "I'll trouble Governor Mu to make a trip, let's go back to the county town to have a rest, it's my treat."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, the first person who couldn't bear it was Song Ling'er, who was whispering with Mu Linxue, and she was so happy that she threw Yan Luo in her hand heavily into the sky, causing Yan Luo who was falling down to roll her eyes.

"Oh, I can finally go back to eat duck meat."

When everyone returned to the county city, it was still thunder and calamity that flashed by.

The terrifying fluctuation surprised many monks in the surrounding sub-city.

How come there are so many thunder calamities in this county that have been rare for decades?And it's all fleeting.

However, in the next few days, news began to spread from the county guard's mansion, saying that a guest minister was refining the magic pill, and the turmoil gradually disappeared.

As the turmoil disappeared, Song Qingshu's trace also began to become elusive.

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A few months later, General Mu Zhan in the county guard's mansion looked at Mu Linxue who was playing happily with Song Linger with a bitter face.

Since the little girl Song Ling'er came here often, Mu Linxue took all kinds of delicacies that belonged to him and gave them to Song Ling'er. Sometimes the little girl didn't eat enough, so Mu Linxue asked someone to buy them This made him want to cry without tears.

And that Song Ling'er also brought an ugly cat that was more edible than her. It didn't look very good, and its mouth was not good enough, and all the meat it ate was non-monster meat.

And that Song Qingshu seemed to be doing it on purpose, turning a deaf ear to the fact that Song Ling'er and the ugly cat ran to the sheriff's mansion every day, simply treating Mu Linxue as a free meal ticket.

Fortunately, Song Ling'er was not arrogant under Song Qingshu's discipline, otherwise General Mu Zhan would have suffered even more.

"Hehe, why is Magistrate Mu keeping such a sour face?"

Just when General Mu Zhan was lamenting Song Linger's devastation of the food in the Sheriff's Mansion, a chuckle sounded from a distance.