Looking at the formation in front of him, Xu Ping pondered for a moment, stretched out his sword-holding arm, and stabbed down with all his strength.
"start!"
Instantly.
The patterns in the magic circle glowed with bursts of clear light, as vivid as life.
Xu Ping had a calm look on his face. He hooked the copper coin sword left and right, and the clear light on the pattern changed, visible to the naked eye.
The airflow above the ruins has also quietly changed.
With the blessing of the Qi Watching Technique, streams of air gathered together, hovering above the ruins, and then submerged under the ruins and into the soil.
"break!"
Xu Ping shouted loudly.
The ruins suddenly exploded, debris flew everywhere, and the flat ground was exposed.
The spiritual energy of the mountains and trees gathered together, and green grass instantly grew on the wasteland-like ground.
The ground becomes verdant, and green grass and twigs sprout out of the ground one after another, as if sensing the call of spring.
Such a miraculous scene, whether it was Uncle Jiu who saw the secret, or Gu Nianhua who was not aware of it, were all dumbfounded and surprised beyond words.
The spiritual energy in the mountain was surging crazily towards this place... Uncle Jiu was an expert, so of course he knew what was going on, but it was because of this that he became at a loss.
With Xiao Xu's Feng Shui skills, who in this world can be better than him?
Xu Ping couldn't turn his eyes away as the formation was in motion, and his breathing became a little more rapid. It was obvious that maintaining the formation was quite difficult for him.
It wasn't until the clear light on the ground completely disappeared and the atmosphere around him had undergone earth-shaking changes that Xu Ping slowly stopped and let out a breath of turbid air.
Gu Nianhua thoughtfully took out a fragrant handkerchief from the inner lining and handed it to Xu Ping: "Brother Xu, wipe your sweat."
"oh."
Xu Ping took it and wiped the smelly sweat from his forehead before returning it.
Uncle Jiu, who was wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with the cuffs of his Taoist robe, was stunned when he saw this scene, shouting silently in his heart, I am your master, I am!
No one could hear his voice, so Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed.
Looking at his masterpiece, Xu Ping smiled heartily.
The reason why I work so hard is not because of Master Ren.
There is no need to go through so much trouble just to bury Master Ren. Even restoring the dragonfly-spotted water hole to its original state is easier than making a big fuss here.
He is laying bait, baiting the Wutong God.
The surging spiritual energy here is driven by the surrounding aura and continues to flow.
Where else can we do the resurrection ceremony more safely than here?
The idea in Xu Ping's mind is very simple. Since you haven't seen any action for a long time, I will speed up your resurrection plan.
However, if Wutong Shen doesn't take the bait, then he will have to take advantage of Master Ren.
Wutong God, Wutong God, please don’t let me down!
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"Uncle Jiu, put a mark on it." Xu Ping took another look with his qi-gazing technique and felt that everything was safe, then he said to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu nodded, posted a Maoshan talisman, and left writing on the ground.
【Maoshan Linjiu, stay!】
After Uncle Jiu marked it, he frowned slightly and turned to look at Xu Ping: "Xiao Xu, how about I stay here and you go notify Miss Ren?"
This kind of Feng Shui treasure land, in the eyes of Feng Shui masters, is no less than a hundred taels of gold.
Xu Ping shook his head: "No need."
Now, the thing I am least afraid of is having thieves on my mind.
Before going down the mountain, Xu Ping waved his hand, and the magic circle on the ground was blown by a gust of wind and restored to its original state, as if it had never appeared before.
After doing all this, they went down the mountain with a relaxed pace.
Xu Ping retorted: "I am not low-key in my work, I am just a low-key person."
As he said that, he looked at the stunned old Taoist in front of him and said in a deep voice: "So, cats and dogs are all coming to trouble me, do you think I'm easy to bully?"
I didn't bother you, but you came to provoke me. Why, the Lord of Hell is anxious to invite you to dinner?
After hearing this, the old Taoist became furious: "Young man with a yellow mouth, you don't know whether to live or die."
Xu Ping looked calm and spoke slowly: "There is a man named Baiyun in your Qingfeng Temple. He also said the same about me. Do you know him?"
"Junior Brother Baiyun...where are the others?" The old Taoist's expression changed.