Xiuxian Work Log

In the huge formation, as the area of ​​excavation becomes larger, the formation also becomes larger.

Golden runes floated on the formation, moving up and down, rhythmically as if full of vitality.

A huge water dragon lay on the formation, its beard rising and falling, its breathing heavy, and it stayed on the formation with a calm expression, not disturbed by the movement inside.

Spiritual energy lingered around and seeped into the formation, strengthening it bit by bit and slowing down its expansion trend.

The young man in the formation stroked the guqin with his slender white fingers. Every time he struck the zither, a transparent sound wave created small vibrations in the air and around it.

The wooden figure, whose entire body resembled a human form, rolled its wooden eyes. A slight sound came from the edge of the corner. With a leap, the wooden figure instantly reached the spot and swung the shovel down fiercely.

The formation there made a fragmented sound, and the huge dragon eyes of the water dragon lying on it looked down below.

The wooden man struck again with his shovel, and the formation immediately recovered and became even more solid.

"Dig, dig! Bury, bury!"

The wooden man remained unmoved and continued to shovel with greater force. Even after countless shovels, the shovel in his hand still looked as good as new, without any trace or scratch.

When He San saw this, his tone changed, sometimes urgent and earnest, sometimes soft and lingering, sometimes majestic and powerful, sometimes lonely and sad.

The runes on the formation changed with the sound of the piano, the rhythm was fast or slow, hot or cold.

This change allowed Amu to find another flaw. With a few powerful leaps and shovels, the formation shook violently. Just as it was about to fall apart, a surge of spiritual power poured into the formation, and it instantly became brand new.

At this time, He San finished playing the last part of the song and sighed slightly when he saw this scene.

He looked up at the dragon above him.

"Can't we really negotiate?"

"Why do you always like to do things that can protect him as long as it doesn't kill him?"

"Besides, I remember that Wu Kun and Hua Cixi weren't brothers who had risked their lives together. Is there any benefit in stopping me?"

"Could it be that that girl doesn't want me to get to Qingjing Town before her?"

"Couldn't she have just told me earlier? Why didn't she just beg me? Instead of coming up with these perverse ideas, I knew she was that kind of person."

He took out the Five-Colored Mirror and injected spiritual power into it to contact her. No matter how much spiritual power he injected, the Five-Colored Mirror did not light up.

In desperation, he could only stuff the five-colored mirror back and lie on the ground.

The water dragon on the formation gently swung its tail and looked at him silently.

"who is she?"

The guqin is played by no one, but its strings still vibrate, producing a peaceful and soothing melody.

Clouds and mist rose from under He San's body, condensed into a solid object, and he lay on top of it and turned over.

"Fu Weisheng, it's normal that you don't know. I guess the news from your side is really delayed, so let me tell you."

After waiting for a long time, He San didn't move, so Cui asked him.

"Why don't you tell me?"

He San sat up and supported his head.

"Can't you say something nice? Like, please, Master He, please tell me quickly, Master He, I really want to know, Master He~ That's all."

The formation was strengthened again. He San looked at Amu, who was moving sluggishly and looking back at him with a shovel in his hand, and refuted it.

"Who told you to dig at this time? You dig when people are talking, making us look like villains playing with the wall!"

"You can't be like this! Even if you're a piece of wood, you still have to be polite, okay?"

Cui looked down at He San and said.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go ask myself."

He San waved his hands quickly, his tone anxious.

"There's such a perfect candidate right here, why would you go so far away? It's just a piece of information, so let's just treat it as a friend. As a cultivator, we shouldn't be too picky about trivial matters."

Cui watched him perform.

"Then tell me."

The giant dragon lay on the formation, and the sound of its breathing lingered in the bamboo forest. He San cast a spell and the guqin changed to a lively and lovely tune, quite like the lively scene in a teahouse.

He San: "You should know Fu Lixu of the Fu family, a famous young talent in talisman cultivation. Rumor has it that he was able to draw mid-level talisman paper with the spiritual power of Qi training, and defeated a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation building. If it weren't for that cultivator's family's relentless pursuit, causing a joke, and then beating the boy and then the father, then the ancestors, who knows how deep this talented seedling of the Fu family will be hidden!"

"That Fu Weisheng is Fu Lixu's biological sister. When her aptitude was tested last year, it turned out to be even higher than Fu Lixu's."

"Right now, the Fu family is looking for a suitable magical weapon for her. Maybe she's set her eyes on the Qingjing and wants to take it away."

"By the way, can the one in your family really refuse the Fu family? Not give her the Qingjing?"

Cui remained silent for a while, then spoke again.

"The Green Mirror is the master's magic weapon. Cui doesn't know what the master will choose."

Ever since the Green Mirror landed on the border of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it has forged a bond with the land. Every plant and tree in Green Mirror Town is influenced by it. If Lan Tang were to give the Green Mirror to Fu Weisheng, the entire town would be devastated.

If the Fu family's request could not be refused, Lan Tang would not deliberately refuse the Fu family or give them a hard time.

If what He San said is true, I am afraid that Qingjing Town will disappear from the world of immortal cultivation.

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In the vast desert, a few human figures are as small and fragile as tiny ants.

Among the few people, some used hearses to travel, some had mysterious steps that could cover tens of thousands of feet in one step, and some used talismans to shrink the earth into an inch. With a few talismans, they crossed the desert and thought about the green area in the middle.

However, that green area was not what Fu Weisheng wanted.

The girl stared calmly at the vast spiritual forest in front of her with indifferent eyes. She pursed her lips slightly, and her expression could not be seen.

"Why would someone plant a spiritual tree in the desert?"

Fu Weisheng closed his eyes and felt the surrounding environment, then opened his eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

"I can't feel any spiritual power at all."

Sensing the movement afterwards, the talisman paper lit up, and the talisman shrank into an inch and disappeared on the spot.

Several people behind him also caught up and began to look for the green mirror in the spirit tree.

Several people looked at each other with alert eyes and began to search everywhere. After searching without success, they left one after another.

The breeze blew and the leaves rustled.

Fu Weisheng squatted on a branch and watched them leave, then jumped down from the tree with his eyes rolling.

"Isn't it the Fu family who came to see me?"

"Then he is here to find Qing Jing."

"Did you get the news so quickly? Who told you?"

The five-colored mirror in the storage ring was slightly warm. Fu Weisheng took out the five-colored mirror and looked at it, lost in thought.

"Why did that fellow He San come to me?"

"I don't really want to answer it."

After all, every time he came to her, it was not good news. Last time, he asked her to make a talisman according to his requirements. But he stuffed the talisman into the place where the He family ancestor was in seclusion, and it caused the ancestor's spiritual power to become disordered and his cultivation to stagnate.

As a result, she was put in solitary confinement for five years.

Fu Weisheng looked at the five-colored mirror and waited until it stopped heating up.

"It looks like he's already arrived in Qingjing Town. I need to hurry."