I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The Four Symbols Formation of Heaven and Earth was created by a genius formation master. This formation can simulate the changes of the four seasons by leveraging the power of heaven and earth.

Although it is only four seasons, the power contained therein should not be underestimated.

Just as Yan Xiu was thinking, the snowflakes flying in the sky suddenly fell down, and the snowfall suddenly increased, showing signs of burying the entire world.

After just a cup of tea, the snow on the ground had piled up to half a person's height.

But all this could not stop Yan Xiu's progress.

Vast spiritual energy surged around Yan Xiu's body, melting all the snow within three feet of him.

He walked out another ten steps.

The sun is shining in the sky.

One, two, three...

There are nine suns hanging overhead.

The heat released by the nine suns burned and distorted the air. If one accidentally inhaled a breath of the scalding heat, he would probably be burned to a charred corpse on the spot.

The strange thing is that the snow that was half a person's height was not affected at all.

There was heavy snow and howling cold wind.

The scorching sun and the scorching heat waves.

As the saying goes, water and fire cannot mix, but the scene before our eyes really completely subverts one's imagination.

But the changes have not stopped yet.

Crash.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of waves.

Yan Xiu looked around.

All I saw was waves dozens of feet high coming towards me from all directions with overwhelming force, blocking out the sunlight and ruthlessly destroying everything in its path.

Yan Xiu suddenly felt sad when watching this scene.

The power of the formation is indeed powerful, creating such an illusion that is so real that it can be mistaken for the real thing with a mortal body.

Although he lamented, Yan Xiu would certainly not be trapped by such a small formation.

First, he let out a breath.

The cold winter scene with snow and wind quickly melted away like the spring sun, and the half-man-high snow quickly melted into snow water and flowed away.

Then he nodded eight times at the sun above his head.

Suddenly, a sound like a bubble bag being burst was heard in the air, and the nine scorching suns in the sky were annihilated one by one, leaving only the last one hanging in the sky.

The scorching heat wave quickly receded and the temperature returned to normal.

The summer and winter vision had been broken by Yan Xiu, and all that remained before his eyes were the huge waves rushing in from all directions.

Seeing the waves dozens of feet high getting closer and closer, Yan Xiu did not see any movement.

However, as the overwhelming waves got closer to Yan Xiu, their momentum would decrease by several feet.

By the time the wave reached Yan Xiu, only the waves that reached his ankles were left.

Yan Xiu smiled faintly and continued walking forward.

...

In the Holy Land of the Moon.

Bu Zuhua turned pale as he listened to his disciples' report.

Who could actually break through the three-layer protective formation of the Xianyue Holy Land in such a short time?

He didn't have time to think about it, and went with many disciples and elders to check the situation.

At the same time, I was praying in my heart that it wouldn't be that person.

Formation Department.

A blurry figure was trapped in the sect protection formation and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The disciples who were controlling the formation were all terrified and pale.

Bu Zuhua called an elder to inquire about the situation.

"Who is that person in the formation? What does he look like?"

The elder had a look of shock on his face, and it was obvious that he had seen something terrible.

"Master, the man who broke into the formation looks like a young man, and it is hard to tell which sect he is from. If it weren't for the help of the disciples, the formation would have been broken long ago."

After listening to the elder's words, Bu Zuhua felt relieved a little.

In his impression of Yan Xiu, the Taoist Master should be an old Taoist with a clear face and a sharp nose, and definitely not an ordinary young boy.

Since he was able to break through the three-layer formation of the Xianyue Holy Land, I think he must be a rising star from a certain formation family, and perhaps he accidentally entered this place.

Bu Zuhua nodded slightly.

Since the person coming is not the Taoist Master, he has nothing to be afraid of.

No matter who the other party is, he must pay a price.

"Follow me, I want to see who dares to break into the sect of my Moon-bearing Holy Land."

In the formation.

Dozens of figures about ten feet tall stood around Yan Xiu.

They had strong bodies and expressionless faces, and their tall figures formed a circle around Yan Xiu.

"A mechanical puppet?"

Yan Xiu touched his chin.

He became more and more interested in the heritage of the Xianyue Holy Land.

"This time, the Moon-carrying Holy Land has been wiped out. I'm afraid it will take the entire Yuan Dynasty several decades or even a hundred years to digest the thousand-year-old heritage."

These puppets all have innate cultivation.

Also, because they are forged from red-flame iron, ordinary weapons will only leave a white spot on them, which is not painful at all.

In addition, the puppets know how to encircle an opponent, so even a warrior at the Tiangang realm would have a headache facing such a large number of puppets.

Click click click.

The mechanical puppet made a unique mechanical sound, and a figure about ten feet tall moved slowly like a small mountain, walking clumsily towards Yan Xiu.

Some of them hold sharp swords, some hold long axes, and some hold huge shields. They have all kinds of weapons.

Faced with the siege of the mechanical puppets, Yan Xiu simply dodged and did not take any action.

In his opinion, the movements of these puppets were really rigid and clumsy.

Suddenly, the mechanical puppet's originally sluggish attack movements suddenly became sharp, with each move being quite agile and charming.

Yan Xiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the empty space, and the Ziyuan Sword was in his hand.

Swish swish!

Before the mechanical puppets moved, a purple light shuttled between them like a dragon.

The puppets that seemed invulnerable to swords and spears were broken into two pieces by the entanglement of the invincible Ziyuan Sword.

A large number of the originally ferocious mechanical puppets fell down in an instant.

The fourth level of formation was broken.

Yan Xiu put away the Ziyuan Sword and took a step forward.

After only a few steps, several figures appeared in front of them.

The leader was none other than Bu Zuhua, the current headmaster of Xianyue Holy Land.

There were seven or eight old men standing behind him. Judging from the aura emanating from them, they should be the elders of the Xianyue Holy Land.

However, there seemed to be a barrier like a water curtain between the two, making it difficult for Yan Xiu to see their faces clearly.

"My friend in front, who are you? Why did you trespass into the gate of my Moon-carrying Holy Land and destroy my sect protection formation?"

Bu Zuhua's voice came faintly through the barrier and echoed in all directions.

Yan Xiu smiled slightly and said, "I am Yan Xiu."

Strict repair?

Hearing this name, Bu Zuhua was stunned.

Not only him, but even the elders behind him were stunned.

After a long while, Bu Zuhua finally spoke.

"Yan family? May I ask if it is the Yan family of Dongyun?"

Yan Xiu shook his head.

"May I ask if this is the Yunzhong Yan family?"

Yan Xiu shook his head again.

This time, Bu Zuhua and the others remained silent for a long time.

"Jingnan Yan's clan, Shangdu Yan's clan, Jiujiang Yan's sword house, may I ask which branch you belong to?"

Bu Zuhua reported all the families and clans with the surname Yan that he was familiar with and had some powerful background.

Yan Xiu still shook his head at this.

Seeing this, Bu Zuhua became furious and shouted loudly.

"Where did you come from, you blind thing, to dare to trespass into the gate of my Yue-Xian Holy Land? Do you really think that you can take advantage of my Holy Land's decline? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death!"

Facing Bu Zuhua's angry shout, Yan Xiu just smiled indifferently.

"I thought a different name might be more familiar to you."

"Da Yuan, Dao Zun."