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The warning formation is one of the few popular formations in this world because it is really useful.

But except in big cities and important towns, this kind of formation rarely appears because it is very man-consuming.

There aren't a lot of spiritual stones or other materials for cultivating immortals in this world that can be used to set up an array. Setting up an array is very simple and very crude. Just pile up people.

Every large formation is maintained by a group of monks who continuously provide spiritual power. When a monk gets tired, he has to be replaced. If there are not enough people, the formation cannot be operated.

So when Zhao Yushu saw the Happy Bodhisattva rushing towards him angrily, he decisively ran away, but he did not leave the tent. Instead, he ran towards a more central location.

That is the core of the formation.

Just as Zhao Yushu expected, Happy Bodhisattva was indeed upset that he, the great inner scene, was unable to kill him, a seventh-level heaven, and even a little angry.

Outside Songzhou City, Huanxi Bodhisattva was still somewhat considering whether it was a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain and did not dare to get too entangled. But here, you can transfer it if you want. There are so many monks here. If you transfer me away, you can't do anything to the others.

It is human nature to be too lazy to think, so when his mind consciously thought that there was nothing to worry about, Joyful Bodhisattva did not even consider the direction in which Zhao Yushu escaped.

The two of them quickly approached the large formation that gathered more than a dozen monks and thousands of guards.

The monks had naturally heard the noise here a long time ago, but they were not panicked at all. Not to mention the troops guarding the periphery, even if Zhao Yushu broke the formation by force, what would happen? He just wanted to let some monks from the periphery in for a sneak attack. A sneak attack is first and foremost about concealment and taking the enemy by surprise. You have already made such a big noise, and now it is estimated that all the monks in the camp have woken up, so the sneak attack has lost its meaning.

Joyful Bodhisattva immediately understood Zhao Yushu's intention, and a trace of disdain unconsciously arose in his heart. At the same time, a sharp scream was heard, and the Tibetan monks immediately began to gather in this direction, trying to trap Zhao Yushu to death here.

Silver needles shot out one after another. After all, this was not the era of electricity. No matter how many braziers and torches were lit, the lighting range was still limited. Except for the monks with open eyes, no one could find those silver needles.

Silver needles are almost useless against high-level monks, but they are perfect for putting out fires.

The sound of ding ding ding came all the way around Zhao Yushu, and one brazier after another was knocked to the ground. Most of them lay on the ground and burned quietly. A few that were lucky enough directly set fire to the tents, and chaos began to spread.

Gan Bu walked out of the tent with his hands behind his back, listening to the messenger constantly reporting back and forth about the scene ahead. A group of high-level monks scattered around to guard him, while a person who looked like a young girl followed closely behind him.

"Buddha, how do you think he bypassed the warning formation?"

Although the girl looked very young, her expression was like that of an old woman. After hearing Gan Bu's question, she just lowered her head and smiled: "There are countless extraordinary people in the world. Even for me, it only takes some tricks to avoid the formation. However, I have already achieved the inner vision, so it doesn't matter whether I can avoid it or not."

Gan Bu hummed, "Judging from his actions, he is just trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain and create chaos. Just now, the scouts have probed to the north several times, but the Chang'an defenders did not move. It seems that he is coming for me. I will need the Bodhisattva to watch over me when the time comes."

"nature."

Zhao Yushu had already approached the center of the formation. Facing the black masses of soldiers pressing towards him, several more silver needles flew out, and the light source around him finally disappeared.

People of this era generally suffered from varying degrees of night blindness due to malnutrition. When Zhao Yushu shot down the last torch, the soldiers close to him suddenly saw complete darkness in front of their eyes. They could only barely see the burning tents in the distance and tiny sparks on the ground.

Losing vision leads to confusion. If someone is attacked during the confusion, chaos will ensue. This was a common tactic used in ancient night raids on camps.

Happy Bodhisattva never expected these mortal soldiers to be of any use. Anyway, he just had to hold off Zhao Yushu. If Zhao Yushu wanted to use these mortals to stop him, then he overestimated the value of mortals in Neijing's eyes.

If necessary, Joyful Bodhisattva would eliminate all those who blocked his way. Whether they were Tang people or Tibetans was not within his consideration.

However, he found that he was wrong again.

The spiritual power of Zhao Yushu, which had been locked on his eyes like a bright light, suddenly disappeared.

This is impossible!

Joyful Bodhisattva stood on top of a tent, his brows furrowed, his eyes scanning the dark mass of soldiers below. The disappearance of his spiritual power meant that he could only search with his naked eyes, but how could he find him when so many soldiers were stumbling into each other?

Kill them all?

It would take time to kill them all, and it might not be here.

How could he suddenly disappear? Secret method? Treasure?

Although he was doubtful, Happy Bodhisattva was not stupid. He did not need to know where Zhao Yushu had gone. He only needed to know what his goal was.

Joyful Bodhisattva looked up suddenly and saw long spears flying from a corner towards the Tibetan monks who were sitting cross-legged and activating a formation.

Spiritual power is enough to maintain the formation, so this kind of purely physical work is basically not done by high-level cultivators. Those who are responsible for the formation are all cultivators below the third level.

It is difficult to attach spiritual power to long-range attacks, but strong bows and crossbows can cause damage to low-level cultivators even without using spiritual power. What's more, Zhao Yushu has also learned the method of using spiritual power for long-range attacks from Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

There was a sudden burst of cries of pain. Even though Zhao Yushu did not deliberately kill anyone, he would not deliberately avoid killing them. Dozens of spears mixed with a little spiritual power flew over and immediately knocked down four or five monks who were not in time to dodge. One of them was unlucky and was pierced through the vitals and died.

The Joyful Bodhisattva descended from the sky, hugged Zhao Yushu with both hands, and embraced him.

Then he saw an extremely cold face, which turned into green light and dissipated in the air before he hugged it.

Zhao Yushu, who was hiding in the shadows not far away, gave the stunned Happy Bodhisattva the middle finger, retracted Kunwu, and walked away quickly in the shadows with a swagger.

Yang He, who was guarding outside the camp, felt a stir in his heart. The subtle and almost invisible spiritual power fluctuations in front of him disappeared. The Tubo warning formation was broken, and Zhao Yushu succeeded.

Yang He rushed into the camp without hesitation and ran towards the camp where Ganbu was. When everyone's attention was drawn to the direction of Zhao Yushu, fire dragons roared unscrupulously in the camp.

Gan Bu's originally calm expression changed a little. The Bodhisattva of Joy has not yet sent any news that he has captured the opponent, while on the other side, there are already monks coming to attack the camp in a swagger. According to the report, there is only one person in that direction.

"Do you despise me so much?"

At Gan Bu's command, several cultivators above the seventh level immediately surrounded Yang He.

"Buddha, tell me, aren't these people's target me?"

Looking at the fire dragon rising in the distance, Ganbu suddenly had an illusion that the real strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain had just begun.