After the image dissipated, Xiao Xiang quickly patted his thigh and said: "Young Master, look at it! I said, what if this Xigong Fuxian really surrenders to us! Look, he said Zhuji
I have no intention of sending troops at all!"
Fanchuan smiled, looked at Xiaoxiang, and said lightly: "What next?"
Xiao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What else can happen? Since Zhuji has no intention of actively sending troops, then Zhuji is still in the main hall of the West Palace at this moment, right? If we attack rashly like this, I'm afraid..."
"Sister Qingmo, what do you think?" Fanchuan interrupted Xiaoxiang's words, then looked at Qingmo and asked.
Qing Mo slowly shook his head and said: "I feel that things are not that simple, and the words of Xi Gong Fu Xian cannot be fully believed."
Xiao Xiang looked at Qing Mo and retorted: "Master Qing Mo Yinxian, why can't you believe this immortal's words? Didn't you listen to him? He said that Zhuji didn't know about the death of Shang Fu and Gu Jingran at all, so Xigong
We will definitely stay put, so we..."
"Shh..." Fanchuan interrupted Xiaoxiang again, then threw the spirit stone in his hand into Xiaoxiang's hand, and then said: "Brother Xiaoxiang, look at it carefully again."
Xiao Xiang was stunned and said: "What are you looking at? What do you mean, young gentleman?"
Fanchuan continued to laugh and said: "Do you still remember what he just said? He said: So, you can relax and don't worry about defensive strategies. Brother Xiaoxiang, can't you hear something?"
Hearing Fanchuan's words, Xiaoxiang continued to be stunned. After thinking for a while, he slowly said incredulously: "Shaojun, do you suspect that the other party is trying to pull a trick? With false news, come
Misleading us?"
Fanchuan smiled and reached out to pat Xiao Xiang's shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "You're really stupid, I'm in vain to praise you. Isn't it obvious? The other side is just trying to use their tricks, and they told us not to worry about defensive strategies.
In fact, Zhuji has already rushed to the Eight Hundred Miles Immortal Vein and is preparing to launch an attack."
Xiao Xiang frowned and said, "Isn't this... this is too much?"
Fanchuan smiled and said: "You may not know Zhuji very well. In order to get rid of my father, he could descend to the world of cultivation and transform into a cultivator to deceive me. He also saved me many times. This little trick,
It’s really not his clever plan.”
Xiao Xiang was horrified and said: "Is this really the case? Then... then this Zhuji is simply too cunning! How is it possible?"
Fanchuan looked at Xiaoxiang's expression and guessed that Xiaoxiang was still not convinced, so he continued to laugh and said: "Brother Xiaoxiang, I asked you to look at the image in this spiritual stone again, why don't you look at it?"
Xiao Xiang responded with a somewhat embarrassed look: "Young Master has said so, what else should I read?"
Fanchuan raised his head to indicate the spiritual stone in his hand, and then said: "You'd better watch it again. I remind you to carefully look at the background of the image of the Immortal in the West Palace."
"Background? What do you mean, Shaojun?"
“See for yourself!”
"Oh oh oh..."
Xiao Xiang lowered his head in a low voice, then drew out his immortal energy and opened the spirit stone again. He saw the image of the Immortal in the West Palace floating in the air again, and those words were repeated again and again.
Fanchuan didn't listen anymore, but just stared at Xiaoxiang's expression. Xiaoxiang didn't seem to listen to his words, and just stared at the background behind Xigong Fuxian.
After a while, Xiao Xiang slapped his thigh hard again, and said in surprise: "Shaojun, Shaojun, I understand!"
As he spoke, Xiaoxiang put away the spirit stone, and then said excitedly: "Young Master, this...there is actually a palace behind this guy!"
Fanchuan smiled and said, "Well, what happens next?"
Xiao Xiang explained eagerly: "Since it is the main hall, it must be the main hall of the West Palace. How can ordinary Fuxian have a hall of this size to use as his own training room? So, this guy is doing it openly and without any traces."
Don’t be shy about saving images!”
"Well, continue." Fanchuan smiled.
Xiaoxiang's expression turned into a somewhat guilty voice: "So, this guy is basically lying to us. It must be Zhuji's order to let him use his plan. Shaojun, I was wrong..."
Fanchuan smiled and patted Xiao Xiang's shoulder, saying slowly: "You should learn more from Sister Qingmo about this."
When Fan Chuan suddenly mentioned it, Qing Mo looked a little shy, then turned around and said: "Oh, what can you learn from me?"
Xiao Xiang quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, you should learn more from Master Qingmo Yinxian."
Qing Mo became even more shy and stopped talking to Fan Chuan and Xiao Xiang.
Fanchuan suddenly looked at Xiaoxiang seriously and said: "By the way, Brother Xiaoxiang, what is the exact time to arrive at the main hall of the West Palace?"
Before Xiao Xiang could say anything, Qing Mo said first: "One night is equivalent to a whole day. When we arrive at the main hall of the West Palace, night must have fallen."
Fanchuan nodded happily and said, "This is best."
Xiao Xiang asked curiously: "Young Master, do you mean we want to attack at night?"
Fanchuan continued to nod: "Of course, a night attack is more beneficial to us."
Xiao Xiang immediately stopped saying anything and just found a corner. It was said to be a corner, but in fact it was just a corner of chaos in the magic movement formation. He turned his head and began to close his eyes and rest.
Seeing this, Fanchuan felt the same. After all, he had not rested last night, and he was still very tired after practicing all night, so he also imitated Xiao Xiang and closed his eyes to rest.
Perhaps because he was too tired, Fanchuan fell asleep quickly. However, Fanchuan had a dream in which he saw Zhuji. The scene was in an extremely glorious hall. However, Zhuji in the dream seemed very proud.
, surrounded by the immortals, slowly left the glorious hall.
However, the dream then transitioned to the Eight Hundred Miles of Immortal Veins. In the dream, the Eight Hundred Miles of Immortal Veins were flowing like rivers of blood. Swords and swords could be seen everywhere, and the immortal energy was rising and falling one after another. Fierce roars and victories could be heard everywhere.
There was a roaring sound after that, but Zhuji was seen again in the dream. Zhuji was among the immortals, killing people wantonly.
Then Zhuji in the dream came towards Fanchuan. Fanchuan couldn't dodge, so he was stabbed in the chest with his sword. At this point in the dream, Fanchuan suddenly woke up, sweatdrops dripping, and he was in shock, but he was still in shock.
The fatigue I felt before was somewhat reduced.
Fanchuan calmed down, but there was still a lingering fear. Fanchuan remembered that he didn't often dream, but today he had a strange dream. It turned out to be a nightmare, so he was a little scared.
Qing Mo in front of him saw Fanchuan waking up and looking frightened, so he asked with concern: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
Fanchuan shook his head and echoed with lingering fear: "It's okay, it's okay, I had a nightmare."
"Nightmare? Haha..." Qing Mo then laughed loudly without hesitation and said: "Immortals can still dream? Is it a nightmare? What? Are you afraid of the situation, young master?"
Fanchuan waved his hand and said: "Getting scared in the face of battle? Impossible."
Qing Mo blinked his eyes and replied: "Oh, that's fine if not. By the way, we're about to reach the west palace boundary."
"Oh? So fast?" Fanchuan exclaimed, although he didn't know how long he slept, and in this chaos, he couldn't tell the difference between day and night. It always felt like so much time had passed in just a blink of an eye.
Qing Mo nodded and said: "Well, hurry up? There is less than an hour left."
Fanchuan immediately regained his energy, put aside the nightmare and shock, and then said: "Are other immortals going at the same speed? Also, where is the destination in the West Palace?"
Qing Mo shook his head and said: "No, based on the realm, we and Qiong Ji should be the first to arrive. However, the slowest can only arrive before nightfall. As for the destination, I think
It should be around the main hall of the West Palace."
"Oh? If that's the case, will Nishimiya notice us after we show up?" Fanchuan said seriously.
Qing Mo shook his head again and said: "No, after all, the immortal energy in all immortals in the immortal world is average, but..."
"But what?" Fanchuan asked quickly.
"But if I wait for all the immortals from the East Palace to arrive, it will be a little difficult to avoid being noticed by the West Palace." Qing Mo said calmly.
Fanchuan nodded and said: "This is natural. After all, the instant spread of so much immortal energy will definitely attract the attention of others."
"Well, yes, but we can investigate first." Qing Mo suggested.
Fanchuan nodded again and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
While Fanchuan and Qingmo were talking, Xiaoxiang also woke up, but judging from the expressionless look on his face, he must not have had a nightmare.
Then Xiao Xiang came over, bowed to Qing Mo and said, "Lord Qing Mo Yinxian, it's time for us to arrive, right?"
Qing Mo smiled and said: "You kid slept on time, you will be here soon."
Xiaoxiang touched his head awkwardly, then looked at Fanchuan, and then said: "Young Master, do you have any arrangements for our next specific actions?"
Fanchuan smiled and said: "Yes, but we have to wait until the Donggong Immortal and I arrive before making arrangements. We can check the geographical environment in advance."
Xiao Xiang nodded in agreement and said, "Well, that's the best."
As the three of them talked to each other, an hour passed quickly.
The speed of the immortal movement formation began to slow down, and the surrounding chaos began to change. From the initial blur, it began to alternate with sporadic flashes of real objects.
Fanchuan knew that he was about to reach his destination, and he became a little nervous without realizing it. Fanchuan didn't know why, he had never been so worried before when he experienced the demon war. Fanchuan thought about it.
,The reason may be because this battle of the East Palace is under my own control and it is my own strategic idea. The pressure from this is obvious.
Soon, the sound of howling wind began to reach his ears, and Fanchuan knew that this was about to end the journey of moving the magic formation.
Sure enough, almost a moment later, Fanchuan felt his eyes suddenly light up, and the chaos around him completely dissipated, and his feet actually stepped on a piece of wasteland...