Chapter 104 Emperor Gou Lu Xian, Puppet Emperor Sutra

Formation Hall.

Hall Master Lu Yaozu was concentrating on the scene in front of him: a young man quickly arranged a small formation.

Formations include fixed large formations and portable formation disks. Usually, formation disks are called small formations.

The young man's hands were constantly changing at this time, and Lu Yaozu, who had fast hands, could hardly see it anymore.

Soon, a disc was made by the young man. The spiritual light was flowing on the disc, which looked very extraordinary.

"The ultimate heaven-level array..."

Lu Yaozu murmured to himself, his voice a little surprised, and his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This talent..."

Lu Yaozu looked at the top-grade heaven-level formation plate in his hand, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

It wasn't that he was short-sighted, but that Lu Xian's formation aptitude was too outrageous.

Lu Yaozu looked at Lu Xian, who was still rapidly making the formation plate next to him, and suddenly swallowed his saliva.

"First level of heaven and man, refining the best heaven-level formation disk? How funny is that?"

This is not his fault. In the world of cultivation, although the three methods of alchemy and weapon refining have little to do with cultivation and are more of a test of technique, they still require matching cultivation to support the refining of elixirs, weapons, and formations. !

When it comes to formations, formation disks that are usually able to refine the best heaven-level formations at the high level of the Seventh Level of the Divine Palace are called geniuses.

If it were refined with an intermediate level of cultivation at the fourth level of the Divine Palace, it would be a monster that would not appear for hundreds of years!

Not to mention the realm of heaven and humanity!

And the Lu Xian in front of him, his meow is the first level of heaven and human?

Refining the best heaven-level array?

If I say this out loud, I'm afraid everyone in the world will laugh at me!

Lu Yaozu looked at himself. As a Formation King, he was at the first level of the Divine Palace. Only then could he refine a heaven-level formation plate.

Somehow, Lu Yaozu suddenly felt helpless, feeling like he was such a waste.

Just when Lu Yaozu was in a trance, a clear voice sounded.

"Palace Master, I'll leave these formation disks to you. I'll leave first."

"Old rule, don't tell other people. If you really don't understand the formation, feel free to ask me questions."

Lu Xian stopped, said a few words calmly, then turned and left the formation hall.

When Lu Yaozu looked at Lu Xian's back, he had an indescribable feeling.

"Lan Shou, shiitake mushrooms..."

…

After a while, Lu Xian returned to the mansion where he lived.

Lu Xian is the son of Lu Suifeng, the second elder of the Lu family, and Lu Suifeng is not in the mansion now.

He walked slowly into his home and didn't stop until he entered a bamboo building.

Lu Xian stood outside the bamboo building, his expression gradually became dull and his movements became stiff.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

Suddenly, a voice came from the bamboo building, and Lu Xian responded expressionlessly: "I'm sorry about your mother..."

"boom!"

In an instant, the door of the bamboo building opened, and Lu Xian slowly stepped inside.

The interior of the bamboo building is no different from a normal building, with all the decorations complete.

After Lu Xian entered the bamboo building, he returned to normal and began to meditate like a real person.

A moment later, a figure appeared out of thin air, and it looked exactly like Lu Xian!

He glanced at Lu Xian lightly, his mouth slightly opened, but he didn't make any sound.

Lu Xian, who was meditating, seemed to have sensed something. He slowly stood up and walked straight towards a wall. Strangely, Lu Xian did not collide with it, but passed through it.

In another room, Lu Xian appeared out of thin air. There were no longer no people here, but many people were busy.

These people looked the same as Lu Xian, and they were all the same.

Some people are cleaning, some are watering the flowers, and some are making delicious food.

Lu Xian ignored it and continued walking straight, passing through a wall again.

In this room, dozens of Lu Xians were refining elixirs.

In the next room, dozens of Lu Xians were refining weapons.

In the next room, dozens of Lu Xians were refining formation disks.

Lu Xian continued to walk. There were only three Lu Xians in this room. Their auras were exuding without any concealment, the realm of venerables!

And what they are making has never been seen by anyone. It is something that does not belong to the ancient world of Xuanhuang, a puppet!

Lu Xian continued to walk. When he reached the next room, he suddenly stopped moving and stopped. There was only one Lu Xian in this room.

This Lu Xian was sitting cross-legged in the center of the room. His eyes were slightly closed and his face was calm. He didn't know how long it had been.

Lu Xian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked at Lu Xian, who was standing quietly, with the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

In an instant, after passing through multiple rooms, Lu Xian, who was walking along the way, turned into little bits of light and disappeared into the room.

Lu Xian, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up, and an aura of Tianzun realm emanated.

Immediately, Lu Xian disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in a huge and spacious palace.

But this palace is different from other magnificent palaces. This palace is extremely dark and can only be illuminated by candles around it. On both sides of the palace, there are twenty faceless statues standing on each side.

Ten statues on one side, all with the aura of the Heavenly Lord Realm!

Tianzun Lu Xian looked forward, took steps, and walked forward slowly. After a while, he finally reached the end point, where there were three figures.

A young man in white clothes was sitting quietly in the main seat of the hall, holding a book in his hand and looking at it with concentration.

Not far from the young man in white, there were two figures, both of whom were covered in black robes and stood motionless.

Seeing this, Tianzun Lu Xian left a storage ring and returned the same way.

On the main seat of the hall, Lu Xian closed the wrinkled book called "Puppet Emperor Scripture" in his hand, then took the storage ring, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and then smiled.

"Hehe."

...

In the Heavenly Dao Hall, Lu Yuan withdrew his spiritual sense and smiled helplessly.

Just now, under his spiritual sense, the white-clothed Lu Xian in the huge palace suddenly lost his breath and turned into a dead thing.

If Lu Yuan guessed correctly, this Lu Xian was still not his real body.

"Good boy, you hid it so deeply?"

"Puppet Emperor Scripture, it's really against the sky..."