Chapter 509: Zheng Renhe

After Chen Mo and his companions walked out of the cellar, they did not see any traces of Ni Yijun and Zheng Renhe. The person in charge of meeting them at Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion just said that they had left and did not know anything.

Originally, Liu Yulin was going to invite Chen Mo to play in Taihe City, but he refused.

As a counselor, the other party was naturally busy with many things, not to mention that he had to help him collect spiritual plants. Delaying the other party's time was equivalent to delaying his time.

Chen Mo was not interested in eating, drinking and having fun at all. He just wanted to find a place to refine the remaining four golden armor puppets one by one, and then try to set up the third-level formation handed down by the Ten Formation Sect!

According to Yu Shenggong, the two formations of the Nine Heavens Sword Formation and the One Clear Three Sword Formation, once they are set up, they can even hurt the ancestors of the Nascent Soul. In addition to his talent of [Time], if he is lucky enough to meet a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he may be able to compete with one or two.

But thinking about it, Chen Mo does not need to fight too much.

If he really encountered danger, he wouldn't have to worry too much with the green and red snake demons guarding him.

What really excited him was the talent improvement brought by the third-level formation!

Liu Yulin wanted to arrange a place for him to live, but was still rejected by Chen Mo. After leaving Taihe Commercial Bank, he changed his appearance and spent two medium-grade spirit stones to rent a large enough courtyard and lived alone.

The courtyard was large and the location was very remote. There were some Qi-refining cultivators around, and no one would pay attention to it.

Chen Mo casually set up an illusion formation to isolate the breath in the courtyard, and then released all five golden armor puppets.

Five almost identical armored warriors stood in a row, and the visual impact alone was extremely strong. Coupled with the powerful breath emitted from the puppets, I am afraid that ordinary Jindan would retreat when they saw it.

This is a puppet worth 1,500 high-grade spirit stones!

How many immortal sect masters and family patriarchs can have such courage to buy so many at once?

Originally, Chen Mo was planning to buy some puppet arms, but he didn't know Ouyang Dongqing's needs. If the other party needed it, he could wait for another year until the next batch of Xuanqing Yangyuan Pills were successfully refined, and then he could earn thousands of spirit stones!

Having experienced the first refining, the rest was much easier.

Chen Mo only spent half an hour to refine all five metal puppets, and he clearly felt that he had five more incarnations.

With these puppets, if the Turenlong was not dead, he would not even need any monsters to attack, and he would have the confidence to kill the other party.

The improvement of the fighting power of the golden armor puppet for the cultivators is obvious.

When the three major families in Beiyue City were on the stage, Wei Hongyi's youngest son relied on puppets to fight back and forth with Chen Mo.

If it were not too expensive, ordinary Jindan would not have the opportunity.

If possible, which Jindan would not want to have two?

Chen Mo felt the cooperation of the puppets. There was almost no delay when they were used to set up the formation. They were even more coordinated than several Jindans attacking at the same time.

He took out various spirit stones, array eyes, etc. used for the formation from the storage space, and then closed his eyes to recall the arrangement of the Thousand Souls Array.

This array can cover a radius of 100 miles, which means that the entire mountaintop of Motai Peak and Xuanxiao Peak can be covered.

Once an ignorant cultivator mistakenly enters it, it is almost impossible to get out unless the array caster exposes the array eye.

Being in the illusion array, everything they see is an illusion brought by the activation of the large array.

It is hard to tell the real from the fake.

Of course, just maintaining such an array covering Xuanxiao Peak will consume three to five high-grade spirit stones every month, which is still extremely terrifying.

If it is controlled to dozens or hundreds of acres, the consumption will be much smaller.

It is only about two pieces a year.

Chen Mo's mind moved, and the five puppets moved at the same time!

They each stepped into one side, and their metal fingers began to pinch their fingers, and then the dragons and snakes under their feet swam, and their hands kept turning flowers and making seals.

It took about half a cup of tea to successfully set up the Thousand Souls Maze.

Xiao Kang, who was dozing in the formation, seemed to have not realized the seriousness of the problem. He still stood there with his wings folded and squinted.

Chen Mo shook his head secretly.

"Still not skilled enough!"

This speed of setting up the formation is no problem for farming, but if it is used for fighting, I am afraid that I would have been killed by the enemy many times!

At the beginning, it only took about 20 breaths for Lu Lan and others to set up the Thousand Souls Maze to trap the corpse tide.

Even so, it is not the real speed of setting up the formation!

Fighting in the battle, this is the limit of the spiritual formation master!

It took two days for Chen Mo to finally try the six third-level formations one by one.

When setting up the Qing Sanjian formation, he also deliberately integrated the [Heavenly Time] talent, a large amount of thunder and earth fire intertwined, and the whole formation was already a hell scene.

Chen Mo believed that with his strength, he would not be able to hold out for a few breaths in such a formation.

The only thing he could do was to perform the "Demon Disintegration Technique" and turn into a black mist to escape as soon as possible.

Three days passed in a flash during his hard training.

When he went to Taihe Commercial Bank at the appointed time, he did not see Liu Yulin, but his master, Zheng Renhe.

This Yuanying realm cultivator who had lived for nearly a thousand years had already cleansed his soul over and over again in the mortal world, especially after half a foot stepped into the coffin, his heart became more open-minded.

When Chen Mo saw that it was him, he was still a little surprised.

But when the other party took his arm very intimately, he felt inexplicably touched by the other party's kindness.

After a brief moment of confusion, Chen Mo understood something.

Zheng Renhe had been a secretary for hundreds of years and had done business after business. He naturally understood the way to make money through harmony.

Perhaps, this had become a mark in his bones.

Every move was in line with it.

"Meetings, Senior Zheng."

"Did you help Yijun give birth to his baby?" Zheng Renhe narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face.

Chen Mo waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, it wasn't me! I didn't do anything."

The other party was stunned, and then laughed.

"My question was ambiguous, ambiguous! Anyway, thank you." At this point, the other party sighed, "I'm old and have no chance. Fortunately, fortunately, I can still see Yijun before I die..."

As he spoke, Zheng Renhe was immersed in his own world.

He began to recall the past.

Chen Mo sat and listened to him talk about his past achievements for three hours, from day to late at night.

When people get old, they tend to be nostalgic.

He was embarrassed to interrupt the other party.

"Okay, okay, I've been nagging for so long, it's hard for you, my friend." Zheng Renhe took out the storage ring and said, "The things you bought are all in it, take it."

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Mo also took out the spirit stone and handed it over.

"There is also a small gift from me in it, which can be regarded as a thank you gift for helping Yijun fulfill his wish, take it!"