One of the Spirit Deeds Companion to Three Lives

Passing through the Xuantie heavy gate, and walking through a long nine-curved corridor, in the distance of the corridor is a thin mist, and a towering mountain can be vaguely seen, and there is a resplendent and magnificent palace on the top of the mountain.

"That mountain is called Wumeng Peak, and it is said that it is the birthplace of the Mengze Era. According to the records of the Tibetan clan, the Zhaixing Tower is on Wumeng Peak! The glorious palace must be the Zhaixing Tower." The great priest Meng Yun pointed to the mountain peaks in the distance and said.

"So far away, I heard ghosts crying and howling like wolves in the Zhaixing Building. It really is that the evil thing sealed inside can't hold it anymore!" Yang Jinghua said.

"The one that seals the Zhaixing Building is the twelve-star obsidian formation." Seeing the golden formation seal above the Zhaixing Building, Duan Muxi quickly made a judgment.

"Xingyao Daoist, the twelve star formation, and the twelve black obsidian formation used by Ling'er to seal the old man! They all have the word "Xingyao", is there any connection?" Yang Jinghua said on a whim.

"Brother Jinghua is really smart! The Twelve Stars Formation is the formation method realized by the Taoist Master Xingyao. It was originally called the Twelve Great Formation. Later generations named this formation the Twelve Stars Formation in memory of him. The Twelve Obsidian Formation I use is specially aimed at old men, using black to control black. I have made upgrades and improvements on the basis of the Twelve Obsidian Formation. I use my life to open the formation. The function of the old man can be used to the limit, the old man can never be released by anyone, it is a permanent magic circle. It is just that he can go out for four hours a day, and he will be wiped out a second later when he returns. What he wants is the punishment effect on his body and mind." Xuanyuan Ling patiently explained .

"Oh, I see! Is there any bug in the original Twelve Star Formation? Why did the Zhaxing Building, which had been sealed for so long, be broken?" Yang Jinghua was a little puzzled.

"After tens of billions of years of accumulation, the evil things inside have become stronger. The original formation has no one to strengthen it, and people with ulterior motives help break the formation and call. Therefore, the evil things are proud to shake the Xingyao Great Formation and break the seal. "Out" Duan Muxi answered Yang Jinghua's questions.

"I have a good idea... Since this seal is about to be broken, even if we go to strengthen it, it will still be a hidden danger if someone with bad intentions releases it in the future. Why don't we enter the formation and completely destroy the Star Picking Tower from the inside to prevent future troubles." Yang Jinghua applauded his own sanity, has been with Xi for a long time, has his IQ also been infected?

"Jinghua's good idea... In addition, we can follow the clues to find out the real culprit behind the release of the evil thing!" Duan Muxi very much agrees with Yang Jinghua's approach.

"That's it, we will get rid of the sealed evil thing from the inside," Xuanyuan Ling said enthusiastically.

The four of them quickly passed through the heavy mist, flew over the Wumeng Peak, came to the sky above the Star Picking Tower, and looked down at the Star Picking Tower.I saw Wumeng Peak, a nine-foot-high platform, and a vast and exquisite palace on the platform. In the center of the main hall of the palace, there were four large characters of Zhaixinglou.There is a large altar with one hundred and eight stone piles on the high platform.

"The Twelve Stars Formation is composed of twelve formations. It is changeable and all-encompassing. When it is strong, it is strong, and when it is weak, it is also strong. It looks like a twelve-array formation, but when the twelve are combined, it becomes ten. Three magic circles. To enter the circle, you need to find out where the No.13 circle is." Duanmuxi calmly analyzed.

"Twelve is the image of three and nine. It is true that there is everything in it, and there is a universe inside. Taoist Xingyao has put in too much effort for our Mengze Era, and even in the end, he still plans for us. Who is so cruel to cause him to fall? What about it?" The great priest Meng Yun was deeply saddened.

"I found it, the No.13 magic circle is here!" Duanmuxi quickly found the entrance to the twelve star circle after a detailed analysis and analysis.He took Yang Jinghua's hand and said, "Ling'er, you hold Jinghua. Priest Mengyun, you hold Ling'er! Follow me and you can enter the battle."

"Good!" The others unanimously agreed with Duanmuxi's point of view.

Following Duanmuxi into the entrance of the twelve-star formation, a dazzling white light followed by a huge energy vortex as powerful as a storm brought them into a strange world.

The four of them were walking on the bustling street, caught in the bustling crowd, and the voices of people were endless.

"Old man, where are you guys? It's so prosperous, I'm dazzled by seeing it." Yang Jinghua is best at talking with people, and he is able to play his specialty in unfamiliar environments.

"Young man, you just came to our Mengze country? Our Mengze is the most powerful country in the entire continent, and this is the imperial city of Mengze——Mengdu. Prosperity is certain, you are here on this land , we can’t find a second bustling city in our dreams!” An old man in his 70s who set up a stall to buy rattles proudly said.

"Grandpa, have you ever heard of Zhaixing Tower?" Xuanyuanling bought a rattle to play with in order to communicate well with the old man.

"Little baby. You are asking the right person! Our family has lived in Mengdu for generations, and we know every brick and tile here. I advise you not to inquire about this Star Picking Tower, old man!" The old man lowered his voice several decibels, obviously not daring to speak out.

"Old man, didn't you say that the Zhaixing Tower was built to pray for the people of Mengze with the help of the power of the stars?

"It's going to die, it's going to die!" The old man turned pale for a moment.

"Old man, do you have something to hide? Tell me, maybe we can do something for you." Duanmuxi read the message from the old man's evasive eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The old man confirmed again and again.

"What's so scary about death? If we were afraid of death, we wouldn't come here! Old man, do you think we look like people who are afraid of death?" Yang Jinghua said awe-inspiringly.

"This little baby is only four or five years old, isn't he afraid?" The old man looked at Xuanyuan Ling kindly.

"Aspirations do not depend on age, since ancient times no one has died. Keep a loyal heart to reflect the history! Death, I have never been afraid," Xuanyuan Ling said, seeing death as home.

"You are not simple people! If you don't mind, why don't you come and sit at my house?" The old man tidied up his booth and invited.

"Since you invited me personally, old man, then we won't make excuses!" Yang Jinghua readily agreed.

Waiting for the old man to pack up the booth, the four of them followed the old man around two streets and came to the old man's house.

The old man's home is plain and simple, but some of the furniture in the home is exquisite and unique.Some commercial streets outside are not sold at all.

"The humble house is too shabby, let everyone laugh!" The old man brought everyone into the house.

"Simplicity is also a kind of blessing! I think this kind of home is very good." Yang Jinghua said with a smile.

"It's good that you don't dislike it, please sit down!" The old man pointed to the exquisitely crafted chairs in the main room and said.

"Thank you!" Duanmuxi said politely, and the others also chose a chair to sit down.

"I'm going to make a pot of tea for the nobles," the old man said enthusiastically.

"Old man, you don't have to be so polite. We don't drink tea," the high priest Meng Yun said immediately.

"Why is this so embarrassing? You have nothing to eat or drink, so you just sit there," the old man said embarrassingly.

"We come and go to ask you about the Star Picking Tower. As for eating and drinking, it's not in our consideration at all? Old man, you can sit down and tell us the secret of the Star Picking Tower?" Yang Jinghua walked over and pulled the old man into the middle The chair is done.

"Yes, grandpa. Just tell us what you know about Zhaixing Tower, so that we can know if we can help you." Xuanyuan Ling looked serious.

"Have you seen the furnishings in my room?" the old man asked suddenly.

"Look, the workmanship is exquisite and perfect. I am afraid that there are not many skilled craftsmen with such craftsmanship." Yang Jinghua praised

"It was made by my poor child." Suddenly, the old man burst into tears.

"Has your child separated from you? Didn't see anyone else?" Meng Yun looked around, except for the old man and them, nothing else.

"No...my child is dead." The old man held back his tears

"Old man, is your child's death related to Zhaixing Tower?" Duanmuxi asked.

"Yes... Yu'er is my 50-year-old son, and I love it very much. My son is called Ban Yu. He was gifted since he was a child, and his skillful hands are envied by everyone. Under the door, he became a famous construction craftsman. The furniture, tables and chairs in our house are all made by Yuer himself. He knows that I like simple and simple, so he has a simple style. However, just three years ago, the high priest—— Su Xing recruited 9 skilled craftsmen from all over the country to build the Zhaixing Building! The Zhaixing Building took three years to build, and after the completion, my child never came back. I am an ordinary person, how can I get close to big Sacrifice? Half a month ago, I took advantage of Mengdi's parade to block the way to seek justice, and was beaten half to death! No matter how I inquired, I couldn't find out the whereabouts of Yu'er, and the [-] craftsmen seemed to have disappeared from the world." The old man felt sad for a while .

"Then how do you know that your son was not detained and died?" Yang Jinghua asked.

"Because... because two days ago, I dreamed of Yu'er. He told me that he and the [-] craftsmen were dead, and those who were killed by the high priest refined their souls. My longing, coupled with my knowledge of Taoism, forced the last vestiges of my soul to dream and tell me the truth. I want me to tell the truth to capable people, so that Su Xing, that vicious woman, can get the punishment she deserves." After all, The old man burst into tears.

"From this point of view, it is false that Zhaixinglou prayed for the people, and it is true to satisfy Su Xing's personal desires," Duanmuxi concluded.

"[-] fresh lives, just lost! This woman is really vicious, but...she has a very high status in Mengze Country, even the Emperor Meng respects her three points, and is also praised by the people. Even if I tell this story, no one will believe me, and they will burn me to death as a heretic. I don’t regret my death, but my child doesn’t want to die. As long as I have one breath left, I will never give up looking for the one that can expose Su Xing’s true face My son! Fulfill my son's wish." The old man wiped away his tears with determination.

"You're right if you meet us. We will definitely help you expose the hypocrisy of Su Xing, that bad woman!" Yang Jinghua was full of confidence.

"Thank you..." the old man said excitedly.