Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Not only Xiao Fuxuan, but other people who understand formations can also see that this is a giant formation.

But all giant formations have formation eyes.

In the eyes of the formation is often the most critical formation stone, or the most important spiritual talisman.

The formation stones are often engraved with the marks of the people who set up the formation, and you can tell whose handwriting it is at a glance.

The spirit talisman will state the purpose of the giant formation. If it is to suppress a large formation, the name of the suppressed person will be on the spirit talisman, so as not to accidentally injure others.

Therefore, people in Xianmen have the habit of looking for the formation first when they encounter formations.

Doctor Wu looked at the flowing and criss-crossing lights on the ground, carefully distinguished them, and frowned after a while and pointed: "The eye of this formation...is there."

The little disciples looked up, and what he was pointing at was no other place, but the abandoned fairy platform behind the bright blue flame.

"This……"

"This is too direct, is it really there?"

"To be honest, I saw it just now, but I thought it was just a cover-up."

The little disciples couldn't believe it.

Because generally speaking, those who set up the formation are afraid that the formation will be destroyed, so they will spend more or less effort to hide the formation's eyes in a secret place, in a place that ordinary people do not expect.

This huge formation is simply doing the opposite - anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ruined fairy platform is the center of the formation, and the people who set up the formation actually put the eyes of the formation there.

It's almost unbelievable.

It is precisely because it is too unimaginable that they can't believe it, and they always feel that they have overlooked or miscalculated.

For a while, no one acted rashly.Because some large formations are slightly changed, even if only a piece of gravel or a flower leaf is moved, it will be an earth-shaking difference.

"Perhaps the person who set up the formation guessed our thoughts correctly?" the little disciple muttered in a low voice.

Yi Wusheng shook his head lightly: "Such a large formation will not be so risky."

Little disciple: "Senior is right. If they set it up like this on purpose, then most of the people who set up the formation are gamblers."

Doctor Wusheng: "So it shouldn't be done on purpose, but it has to be done."

So why does it have to be this way?

Was it because his spirit was not good enough to support him to make more detours and hide the eyes of the formation when he was setting up the formation?Or was it interrupted by some accident when I was in a hurry, so it ended in a hurry?

boom--

When everyone was puzzled, there was a sudden loud noise in the round room.

boom--

Another sound.

They were startled, followed the prestige, and found that the heavy sound came from the Abandoned Immortal Terrace.

boom--

When the third sound sounded, everyone saw it. The Yao Palace and the Abandoned Immortal Terrace jumped violently. The plaque with only one corner left fell completely and hit the stone steps in front of the Yao Palace Hall, shattering into powder.

If it is said that the Yao Palace and the Waste Immortal Terrace are like an exquisite coffin, then the vibration at this time is like the sealed thing in the coffin suddenly awakened, trying to get out by hammering the cover.

boom--

When the fourth sound sounded, those little disciples of the Xianmen jumped up!

"Not good! Be careful!"

They drew out their negative swords, squeezed their sword formulas, and they were already on the move.Countless Daoyingbai flying swords surrounded them, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Feixiantai, and it was about to explode——

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on the flat ground, and buzzing sounded everywhere.

Huge force swept across the crowd, like thousands of sharp knives, and went straight to the abandoned Xiantai.

"It's an array!"

"It's moving!"

The huge formation in the round room suddenly lit up, humming while the waste immortal platform vibrated.

At this time, the huge formation is unreasonable, it will not take into account that there are still strangers in the formation, there are only countless killing moves.

The huge coercion was like the roof of Mount Tai, smashing down without warning!

The loud bang reverberated continuously, and the vibrating abandoned Xiantai was pushed into the ground inch by inch by the coercion, and the chassis wedged deeper and deeper in the splash of gravel.

But worse are people.

"Ahhh—" Gao E and the others screamed piercingly.

Under the coercion, those severed limbs shattered and were completely deformed.

The young disciples held swords in both hands and pressed against the top, but they were still bent over by force.

The brother who endured the most, bowed his body and spat out blood with a "poof".

Yi Wusheng wanted to help, but he couldn't take care of himself.

The coercion hit him violently, the black cloth on his nose and mouth could hardly seal it, and there was a tearing sound.If it is completely broken, the breath will be suppressed, and he will be buried here.

Seeing that the coercion was about to come for a second time, everyone suddenly heard the sound of the sword whistling.

In the next moment, light was seen passing across the top of the head, and the huge sword image was a barrier, blocking the second coercion.

The coercion hit the sword shadow, the golden light splashed, and the sound of the impact resounded through the Great Sad Valley.

The people surrounded by the sword shadow subconsciously closed their eyes and shrank back. When they opened it again, they found that the sword shadow was as solid as a rock and had not moved.

At the same time, several identical sword shadows surrounded the crowd, enveloping them tightly.

The giant formation still kept killing moves, but within the shadow of the sword, those killing moves could not get close.

That was Xiao Fuxuan's sword intent.

Several young disciples of the Xianmen supported each other, coughed up the blood in their throats, and were about to say "thank you for your help, senior", when they looked up, they saw the faintly visible word "free" on the shadows of the swords.

Little disciple: "..."

Little disciple: "???"

They were stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned their heads to look at Xiao Fuxuan, so strong that they almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

The youngest one said softly: "Brother, I can recite famous sword books."

Senior Brother: "...who wouldn't."

There are two collections of atlases that are often read by the disciples of various sects, one is the fairy book, and the other is the famous sword book.They memorize memorization by heart, only to realize that it is useless at the end.

They couldn't recognize any of the 33 gods in the round room.Tianxiu Shangxian himself was beside him, they "senior" called "senior" shortly for a long time, and they only recognized it now.

"The portrait on the celestial book really doesn't look like one at all." After the little disciple finished speaking, he murmured again: "But...but isn't the celestial being dead?"

Could it be possible to live quietly again?Dead but still alive?

He was bewildered and full of doubts.He heard the senior brother talk to him: "I don't know, look at his neck, it doesn't have the free character seal on the fairy book."

"Isn't it the deity?"

"You ask me, who am I asking?" The senior brother thought for a while and asked again, "But, if it wasn't for the deity, wouldn't he be able to use his free word sword? These fairy swords all recognize their masters."

They looked at the sword on Xiao Fuxuan's waist again, this time they looked very carefully, and it was indeed the same as the one on the famous sword manual.

In the famous sword manual, all the swords of Xiandu are listed, and almost all of them have names, except Xiao Fuxuan's.No one knew what the name of the sword was. In the end, it could only be called by the word "Mian" on the sword.

However, it is said that Xiao Fuxuan's sword has a name, and it is said that he did not choose that name himself.

But no one knows where the legend came from, let alone its authenticity.

***

Wu Xingxue looked at the golden sword shadow in front of him, and somehow felt that such an outstanding sword should have a name.

Just as he was about to ask the sword master, he saw a violent tremor outside the shadow of the sword, as if the things underneath became more restless.

The large formation moved faster, the entire tomb and even the entire Great Sad Valley trembled, suppressing the things under the Abandoned Immortal Platform.

Everyone just felt a buzzing in their heads.The 33 statues turned slowly, facing the abandoned Xiantai, like a silent siege.

Then, when the agitation of the abandoned Xiantai reached its peak, a vague sound suddenly sounded from the tomb.The voice was like the wind passing through the sky, saying a name: "I am in vain."

"Yun Hai, stop messing around."

"Yun Hai, be quiet."

"Yunhai..."

……

The voice was accompanied by the coercion of the giant formation, and every time he said a sentence, the coercion became heavier.The frantic vibrations of Abandoned Sendai came to an abrupt end.

"Whose voice is this?" The little disciple of Xianmen asked in a daze.

"Ming Wu Huaxin..." Yi Wusheng, as a descendant of the Hua family who has heard the immortal teachings, instantly recognized it.

Before, they wanted to judge who was in this place through the eyes of the formation.

Now that the chanting sounds out, there is no need for it.

According to the rumors, Yun Hai was devoured by the evil spirits, and Hua Xin slaughtered the evil spirits again, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

It was more like Yun Hai became a demon, Hua Xin couldn't be killed or let go, so he was restrained here with a huge formation of "forever seeing the sun", and sealed him for hundreds of years.

***

The Abandoned Immortal Terrace fell silent for a while under the voice of "I'm stunned by the clouds", but everyone did not relax their vigilance.

"Is this the town down?" The little disciple of Xianmen stared at the ruined Xiantai, not daring to blink.

"It's hard to say." Doctor Wu said.

"Its restlessness was so sudden, is it because we entered here, and it got hungry after smelling the smell of strangers?"

"I don't know, maybe it is."

Listening to their discussion, Wu Xingxue was pondering in her heart when she suddenly heard Xiao Fuxuan whisper: "Don't move."

"What?" Wu Xingxue was startled.

"Low your head." Xiao Fuxuan said again.

The back of the neck is one of the key points of the gate of life, and no one will show it to others casually.Wu Xingxue squinted almost instinctively, but still nodded.

When Xiao Fuxuan's fingers touched the back of his neck, the muscles on the side of his neck tensed.

It felt very weird, but fortunately Xiao Fuxuan just wiped it away and withdrew his hand.

Wu Xingxue raised her hand and rubbed the back of her neck, overshadowing the remaining temperature, raised her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Fuxuan frowned and said, "There is an extra mark."

Wu Xingxue snapped her fingers: "Imprint? What kind of imprint?"

When he mentioned the imprint on the back of his neck, his first reaction was Yi Wusheng, Hua Zhaoting, and those people recruited in the Great Sad Valley.They all had marks on the back of their necks, but they were scratched out of shape when they were found, making it difficult to distinguish.

Sure enough, the doctor Wusheng faintly heard it, and hurried over: "The imprint on the back of the neck? Is it the same as my imprint?"

"It's the same Great Sad Valley, and it's in the same location. It's almost the same." Although Wu Xingxue couldn't see it, he could guess it.

As a result, the imprint that could not be seen clearly on Yi Wusheng's body before finally showed its original appearance at this time.

Yi Wusheng said in surprise: "This is... for printing!"

"A seal?" Wu Xingxue asked, "You mean, the mark on the back of my neck is the same as those in the portraits of boys and girls?"

"Yes." Yi Wusheng was stunned for a long time, touched the intertwined scars on the back of his neck, and murmured: "It's actually a seal..."

While speaking, Xiao Fuxuan had already looked at the back of other people's necks.

Wu Xingxue asked: "Do they have any?"

"No." Xiao Fuxuan replied, his face turned cold.

"Is it just me? It's not fair." Wu Xingxue murmured softly, but he was thinking in his heart that he did something that others didn't do.

Thinking about it this way, there is really one thing - a little incense.

Only he picked three incense sticks and lit them at the statues of boys and girls.Although he didn't intend to do so, he was indeed in the incense.

If the reason for the appearance of this offering was to offer incense, then those people who were recruited in the Great Sad Valley decades ago would also make sense.Perhaps before entering the valley, in order to ensure a smooth journey, they offered incense to the long gone mountain god of the Great Compassion Valley in the fairy temple at the entrance of the valley.

So... the one who was suppressed at the bottom of the valley generously accepted them as believers.

"Why is it for printing?" Someone wondered, "Isn't that used by gods to collect incense?"

"One reason." Yi Wusheng said in a daze, "The gods used it, and the statues engraved with offering seals, and the incense and incense received by the immortal envoys belonged to the gods themselves. If the demons used it..."

If the evil spirits use it, the things devoured by those who engraved the mark will also belong to the deity.

Yi Wusheng suddenly felt that all this was sad and ridiculous. He and Hua Zhaoting struggled to survive for more than 20 years. In the end, they became a "children's statue" and ignorantly supported this person in the Great Sad Valley.

"Ah!" The little disciple of the Immortal Sect hurriedly took out the kit, and said to Wu Xingxue, "Fortunately, fortunately, we brought the Wumeng Pill, if you get this kind of imprint, you should eat one quickly, it can dissolve it."

Wu Xingxue took it, looked at the round pill between his fingers with some surprise, and returned it to the little disciple, "I don't need it, keep it, I'm wasting it."

"Why don't you use it!" The little disciple was anxious, "If you don't eat it, you will be possessed by an evil spirit, and you will become a devil!"

"I'm afraid it can't be attached or changed."

"Why?!" The little disciple was stunned.

Seeing Wu Xingxue smiled at him: "Because I was originally."