Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 657: The Enchanting Flower at the Center of the Formation

Meng Yun didn't have the time to go and look for trouble with the Taoist priest after having nothing better to do.

The arrival of the Ten Great Dao Palaces must be completed as soon as possible in the Western Territory.

Of course he wanted to kill the Taoist priest.

But making sure everything here goes as planned is of utmost importance.

After he went to several places and made sure that he couldn't find the Taoist priest, he had to come back here.

Here, in addition to the original three Taoist palaces, two new ones were added.

Now only half of the ten great Taoist palaces are left.

The entire Western Territory is now in a completely dormant state. Even those cultivators on the outskirts of Central Continent are not leaving from here.

Instead, they come continuously from the Endless Sea.

In addition to those who were killed, there were naturally some who completed their missions and came here.

Therefore, the information on the Western Territory is not blocked. Although it is dormant, everything that is happening outside is still known clearly.

Precisely because he knew everything, Meng Yun suddenly had ideas about Su Xiaoxiao.

Although no one came back alive, they knew that there was such a force trying to kill them in the southern border.

"You guys should go to the southern border!"

Meng Yun spoke like this, and in front of him were naturally Qiao Po and her companions.

The four of them looked at each other, wanting to curse, but they didn't dare to, for fear that they would be sensed.

It was the same when I was in the Endless Sea, but I didn’t expect it to be the same here.

It's true that I'm destined to be sent around wherever I go.

They instinctively wanted to refuse. After all, from the beginning to the end, they had mostly suffered losses whenever they encountered Su Xiaoxiao.

There was no single time when I took advantage normally.

Besides, we don’t know how many people that guy has at the moment. What if he never comes back this time?
It is of course impossible to let them go empty-handed.

After Meng Yun waved his hand, a team of a hundred walking monks gathered.

But even so, Qiao Po and the others still didn't want to go.

Su Xiaoxiao has a Sumeru bag. God knows how many people can come out of it when the bag is opened.

This thing is so shady.

Those who have suffered losses in this regard feel pain in their hearts just thinking about Su Xiaoxiao taking out her pocket.

But Meng Yun's tone seemed unquestionable, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"You just need to keep the people in the southern border."

contain?

That means fighting is not necessary.

The expressions of Qiao Po and the others looked much better. If this was the case, then the Holy Church would have another move.

Recently, the Holy Church's actions have been faster and faster, and they have even launched attacks repeatedly.

Not to mention that the Tiandao Sect was overwhelmed, even the elites like them were confused.

If nothing unexpected happens, there must be other intentions this time.

Tie down Su Xiaoxiao and others in the southern border?
Doesn't that mean that there will be new arrangements to be made outside the southern border?

Mrs. Qiao actually wanted to ask, but she stopped when the words came to her lips.

The principle followed by the Holy Religion is always not to ask questions that should not be asked.

Meng Yun was very satisfied with the attitude of several people. He waved his hand and sent them away.

……

When Han Yu returned to the coast of the East China Sea, Xia Wuyou and the other two also followed him back.

After all, without Han Yu present, the three of them could not guarantee that they could escape unscathed if they encountered groups of monks.

The reason why Han Yu was in a hurry to come back was naturally because he had accumulated two pills.

This means that the previous pill is about to disappear, and if you don't want to suffer side effects, you have to use both pills.

But when they returned to Tianbo Ferry, they found nothing.

Only a few monks were left behind.

"The owner of the building has come out of seclusion and called the people to Xincheng."

The monk who stayed behind replied.

So the group rushed out to the sea and ran towards the new city.

The new city is now deserted. There were many monks living there before, but now there are fewer monks after they dived into the sea. After they landed, they could see a group of people gathered outside the hall.

When Han Yu pushed through the crowd out of curiosity, he saw a group of people surrounding a disheveled, unkempt man.

The scene was eerily quiet for a moment.

Han Yu looked at the man a few more times, but didn't recognize him at first.

It’s not his fault. After all, Quan Xiaotong’s current appearance is very different from before.

His gray hair and beard were scattered randomly, and his Confucian robe was not only dirty, but one of his feet was bare and the other was wearing a boot.

He came out earlier than Han Yu did. When he came out of Tianbo Ferry, his appearance almost made the people in Zhongzhou dumbfounded.

But the next sentence shocked everyone at the same time.

"I think I found the center of the formation!"

Quan Xiaotong was holding a large stack of blackened papers, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Han Yu and a few others leaned against the side and listened to the whispers of the people next to them. Only then did they understand the whole story.

At the same time, he held his breath and waited like everyone else.

In the crowd, Quan Xiaotong stood in front of the huge sand table, using his spiritual power to form threads and draw circles on all the triggered and untriggered formations.

As he moved, the spiritual power threads on the sand table continued to entangle, and at first everyone could see round circles.

But it became more and more confusing as time went on, and people found it increasingly difficult to understand.

After all, thanks to Quan Xiaotong's hard work, a chaotic pattern was suspended on the sand table.

Is this thing the core of the formation?
Not to mention that a blind practitioner like Han Yu didn't believe it, even the experienced sect leaders and elders didn't believe it either.

Just as a group of people looked at each other, wanting to say something but stopping themselves, Quan Xiaotong waved his hand and said excitedly.

"Don't worry!"

After he finished speaking, the movements of his hands continued.

He began to clean up these spiritual threads, which also confused a group of people.

Draw it and then erase it?

"No, it seems like there are traces of the parts he wiped."

Suddenly someone spoke in a low voice.

"You're right."

The smile on Quan Xiaotong's face became more and more intense, and his hands moved closer and closer.

At the same time, he began to explain to the people in Zhongzhou.

“In the beginning, I always tried to connect these places by connecting the dots.”

It turned out that his idea was wrong, so he was never able to connect these places.

So he stayed indoors in order to keep trying other methods.

After trying almost everything, he still couldn't get in.

Until he knocked over an inkstone and watched the ink spread on the paper.

It finally dawned on him.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be connected by dots and lines. Just like ink, if the power of these formations spreads, they can blend with each other."

So in Quan Xiaotong's hands, these formations were constantly intersecting in the form of circles.

“Now I keep the intersection and erase the rest.”

When he finished speaking, Quan Xiaotong had actually already completed all of this.

A group of people couldn't help but look over at the same time.

hiss!
The sound of people gasping in shock came one after another.

Just because there is only one petal left on the sand table!
A petal outlined by spiritual power!
There is no need to say more about what happened next.

There would never be such an unprovoked coincidence in the world, not to mention that these formations were artificially arranged.

Therefore, Quan Xiaotong probably really cracked the location of the center of the formation.

The old Taoist who had been quietly blending in with the people of Zhongzhou had an indescribable strange look on his face at this moment.

A problem that even their Tiandao Sect couldn't solve was solved by a native just like that?

Can these people really be called indigenous people?

If these people are indigenous, then what are they?
For a long time, because of the rigid prejudice against the barrenness of the land of Central China, they seldom took these monks seriously.

Now think about it carefully, it is possible to reach such a level in such a barren land.

Which one of these people is simple?
(End of this chapter)