Chapter 103 There is something wrong with this formation

A year has passed.

Xuanwu City.

Chen Mansion.

On a big willow tree in front of the house, an oriole mechanically twisted its head, jumped and stared at a foundation-building monk passing by in front of the house.

Under the pavilion in the lake.

The old man in charge of the mansion stepped on his broken steps and saw the young man in green shirt practicing under the pavilion. He immediately stopped in the middle of the stone bridge. The sun was blazing above his head, and he did not dare to move at all for fear of disturbing the immortal master's practice.

The immortals were high above, overlooking humble mortals like them.

Mortals are inferior to ants, and their lives are worthless than grass.

Soon the old man was sweating from the top of his head and his eyes were filled with stars. At this moment, the young man in the lake spread out a piece of red spirit stone in his palm. It was completely absorbed in a few breaths and turned into an ordinary stone.

He was thrown into the lake casually, making little ripples.

The old man sighed in his heart, and the corner of his mouth became a little bitter. This spiritual stone was enough to buy a house in the city, but in the hands of the immortal master, it was just a stone.

How abominable!

A flash of resentful hatred flashed across the steward's eyes.

Chen Yun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the tarnished spirit stone in his other hand, and threw it into the lake.

This Xuanwu City lacks everything but spiritual stones.

The density of spiritual energy here is low, and even if the spirit gathering formation is used, it can only maintain the first-level mid-level. Fortunately, there are enough spiritual stones here. Song Qingyuan will send three large boxes of spiritual stones to their door every day to support their cultivation.

In addition to cultivation, there is still something left. Five or six thousand spiritual stones can be left in a month.

This is another form of bribery.

They understand each other tacitly.

Chen Yun's request was also simple. As long as the spiritual mine output was stable, there would be no problems with the sect. He would not ask about the local situation and could turn a blind eye.

Song Qingyuan recently found many mortals from nowhere, and the city seemed much more lively than before.

Five thousand spiritual stones a month plus two military merits, this place is really fat.

Chen Yun quite likes this kind of quiet cultivation life. Apart from practicing, he also studies the art of puppetry.

The core material needed for this Qi Refining Realm puppet is hundred-year-old gold and iron wood, which is then calcined with Foundation Establishment Dan fire and combined with various high-quality treasure materials to create a Qi Refining Puppet.

If you want to build a puppet that can build the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining.

It is indeed somewhat difficult. It requires not only a variety of high-quality materials, but also a very particular refining method. It would take thirty or fifty years of Taoism to refine it.

But if the refining puppets only require them to be able to bear and take a beating, it would be much simpler. All you need to do is press the hardest and best materials on them.

Therefore, in just one year, Chen Yun built ten defensive puppets that could withstand even attacks from foundation-building monks for half an hour.

The ten puppets shared the damage at the same time. Even if the foundation-building monks used all their spiritual power, they could not hurt Chen Yun at all.

It's just a pity that "Qian Yan Jue" is still far away from the second level. Otherwise, if he controls a hundred puppets, Jin Dan will have to scratch his head and take a detour when he sees him.

"Zhizhi."

The oriole bird landed on Chen Yun's shoulder, and Chen Yun smiled. He made this thing with the leftover materials from puppet refining. It was used as his own eyeliner and to practice the soul-pulling technique.

On the first day, he could only use the soul-pulling technique to control the oriole to fly a hundred meters away. On the second day, it increased by ten meters, and on the third day, it continued to increase. As time goes by, the oriole has become a high-definition camera set up everywhere in his house.

As for the Chen family, everyone is as clear as reading the text on the palm of their hand.

Chen Yun also knew that everyone here was Song Qingyuan's spy. Every move he made every day was recorded in detail, including how many chopsticks he took while eating.

Chen Yun also discovered something through the panel. In one year here, Shouyuan was deducted by two years.

Hum.

Sure enough, this ghost place is unusual.

Chen Yun knew everything, he just didn't make any noise and quietly looked for other clues and evidence.

Chen Yun suspected that there was something fishy about the formation above his head.

He once thought about using an oriole as an eyeliner to enter the Song Mansion to investigate, but as soon as the bird entered, it was cut off from spiritual contact, so it was not possible.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun looked at the looming bloody formation above his head.

It's not okay to go on like this. He doesn't have much life left, and he can't let one year pass like two years.

"Report to Immortal Master Chen, Immortal Master Ma is here to visit."

"Invite him in."

Chen Yun slapped his forehead, then remembered that Ma Zhenguo was still waiting outside the door, and said hurriedly.

After a while, Ma Zhenguo put his hands behind his back and said with a very unhappy look on his face: "Fellow Daoist Chen is getting more and more assertive. Ma has to wait for a long time if he wants to see you."

Chen Yun hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "It's because the servants didn't report it in time. Butler, next time Taoist Fellow Ma comes, I have to report it even if I am practicing."

The housekeeper smiled bitterly, wiped his sweat secretly, and said yes again and again.

Ma Zhenguo nodded very helpfully, and said with a relieved smile, "That's not necessary. Today Ma came to discuss something with Fellow Daoist Chen."

When Chen Yun heard this, he glanced at the butler and waved his sleeves, signaling him to leave.

"No need, it's not a secret. To put it simply, those losers don't want to stay in Xuanwu City anymore and asked Ma to escort them back."

Ma Zhenguo said with a gloomy look.

Then he walked under the pavilion, waved his sleeves, and a banquet table was spread out on the stone table. The butler quickly stepped forward to pour the wine with great eyes.

Chen Yun looked at the fairy brew, which was brewed by Ma Zhenguo when he had nothing to do this year.

This is probably one of the few ways he spends his time.

This place is really boring. It looks like a huge Xuanwu City, and there is only one Happy Square for entertainment in the city.

The land of willows and smoke, but it seems that the women there are all old and old.

Those Qi-refining monks who have nothing to do come to complain, saying that it is too boring here and want to leave the city, but they are all scolded by him.

"Oh? It's those Qi-refining young masters who come to experience life."

"That's not it, they think it's boring here, and they can't sit still for a long time. They keep asking to go back all day, saying that even going back to the front line is better than here, so the higher-ups issued a transfer order and decided to change a group of people to garrison, but it's thousands of miles away, so I can only let Ma escort them."

"I, Ma, am at the seventh level of foundation building, but I have to escort a few Qi-refining losers. It's really cowardly."

Ma Zhenguo said heavily with an unhappy face.

Chen Yun tried to suppress his smile. Thinking of the strange and evil charm of this place, he said calmly, "I think it's better for Daoist Fellow Ma to go back. This place is not suitable for long. I'm afraid I'll have to find a way to transfer back after a while."

"Daoist Fellow Chen seems to have found something wrong here. In fact, Ma has a similar feeling..."

Ma Zhenguo touched his chin and said calmly.

At this time, the housekeeper who was pouring wine on the side suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop.

"You two immortals must not leave. If you leave, what should we do with the old and young in this city?"

"Since you two have noticed something strange, I will tell you the truth. In fact, I am only thirty years old, but I am deprived of my life span by the strange formation here, so I look so old."

"And this strange formation is really set up by the ancestor of the Song family. He is now absorbing the life essence of a city to supply him alone."

"The previous foundation-building cultivator was killed because he noticed something wrong."

The housekeeper said with tears and snot.

"It's true!" Ma Zhenguo was furious, his thick eyebrows raised.

Chen Yun knew that this matter seemed to be a trivial matter, and a strange feeling arose in his heart. Looking at the housekeeper, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.