When it comes to formations, each sect has its own characteristics, but when it comes to thunder formations, Lei Xuan Sect is the best. Their mountain-protecting formation is an extremely mysterious thunder formation.
Although Lei Zhenbiao is a bit simple-minded, he is not really stupid. Although his strength is not as good as Lei Tianyu, he is stronger than other disciples in the sect, otherwise he would not be the second senior brother of Lei Xuanmen.
No one here can arrange the Thunder Formation better than him. Therefore, the task of setting up the formation naturally depends on him and his junior disciples, while the disciples from other sects act as helpers.
It's still early, and there's enough time. With sixty-two first-grade thunder-drawing talismans, a powerful formation can be set up. Once zombies appear at the entrance of the village like last night, or someone leads them here, the formation can be detonated in time.
The remaining white stiffness will most likely be thrown away in one pot.
This gave the originally panicked monks a sense of hope.
As for Lei Zhenbiao, although he was very unhappy with Wang Chongyang, the fat man, he had no chance to make things difficult for them, the Kunyuan Sect. Besides, it was already this time, and dealing with the zombies and ensuring his own life was the most important thing. As for the rest, it was all in
It can only be considered after ensuring life safety.
"Senior Brother Fei, do you know the formation?"
Regarding the formation, there was no record of it in the first volume of "Yin Yang Dao", and Ren Xiaofan didn't understand it either. Seeing the monks from other sects busy around, he became interested and asked Li Xiaofei next to him.
Because Xue Wanqing had been meditating, he felt bored and went to chat with Li Xiaofei.
Li Xiaofei was playing a mobile game at this time. When he heard Ren Xiaofan ask himself, without raising his head, he instinctively replied: "Yes, but not many know how."
Ren Xiaofan glanced at the little fat man, reached out and snatched his phone away, "Then can you tell what formation they are setting up?"
The five major sects really don't think highly of the casual cultivators. At this time, they still don't tell the casual cultivators what they are going to do. No wonder Xue Wanqing doesn't like dealing with them. It's not without reason.
The phone was taken away, but Li Xiaofei did not grab it. Instead, he shrugged and looked over there, "I don't know, it should be some kind of offensive array. Seeing them talking and laughing, I think it's a sure thing. Don't worry.
Although the people from the five major sects are quite arrogant, they still have some strength and are indeed stronger than us casual cultivators."
Li Xiaofei still recognized the strength of their sects. Although the situation last night was the first time he had seen it, he was not very panicked. Because the monks of the five sects were more afraid of death than they were.
, if they panic, they will panic even more.
No, after just a while, they figured out a way.
"oh..."
Ren Xiaofan nodded thoughtfully and returned the phone to Li Xiaofei.
He did not tell Li Xiaofei about the Yin Ghost Sect. Otherwise, I don’t know if this little fat guy would still enjoy playing the stand-alone version of King Pesticide like he does now...
After so long, the little white fox's injuries have recovered, but it is still a little weak. Ren Xiaofan thought it might be hungry, so he planned to find some food for it.
After all, it took so much "sacrifice" to save this little guy, and Ren Xiaofan would take good care of it no matter what. Besides, this little white fox is indeed very good-looking, and Ren Xiaofan couldn't bear to see its pitiful appearance.
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Because he was afraid of encountering danger when he went to other places, Ren Xiaofan went to the place where he had been last night to see if he could pick up any wild fruits. While feeding the little white fox, he also
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"Little guy, it is said on TV that all white foxes live in the Arctic. What are they called Arctic foxes? Are you also an Arctic fox?" While holding the little white fox in his arms and looking for food, Ren Xiaofan talked to it.
Correct conversation.
He didn't grow up in the mountains, so he didn't know which wild fruits could be eaten and which ones couldn't be eaten. He could only make judgments based on what he knew and estimated.
The little white fox seemed to be able to understand what Ren Xiaofan was saying. It actually rolled its eyes at him, and then struggled to get out of his arms.
Ren Xiaofan didn't know what it wanted to do, but seeing how hard it struggled, he could only push it to the ground.
Zhizhi...!
The little white fox barked at Ren Xiaofan twice. He hesitated too weakly, so it did not run, but walked in one direction with small steps.
"Hey, where are you going? Are you going home?" Seeing the little white fox leaving, Ren Xiaofan was a little curious.
To be honest, he didn't want to let the little white fox go just like that, let alone whether the little guy was pretty or not. After all, he rescued it by himself, so he felt a little reluctant to let it go like this.
"Zhizhizhi..."
The little white fox turned around and called Ren Xiaofan a few times, as if asking him to follow him.
It was now morning, the air in the mountains was fresh, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. The little white fox was not very fast, but as it shuttled through the undeveloped woods, Ren Xiaofan still lost some energy in trying to keep up.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the little white fox finally stopped at the entrance of a small stone cave.
"What kind of place is this?"
After finally catching up with the little white fox, Ren Xiaofan glanced around and his heart suddenly sank. He seemed to be lost...
"Zhizhizhi..." The little white fox used its little paws to pick off his shoes a few times, signaling Ren Xiaofan to look at him.
Ren Xiaofan looked over for no reason. He saw the little white fox turned around and got in.
"Hey! Don't leave! How can I go back if you leave?"
Seeing the little white fox getting into the cave, Ren Xiaofan was dumbfounded. Could it be that he had made a mistake? It didn't turn around just now to let me follow it, but to say goodbye to him. As a result, I misunderstood and thought it was recruiting me.
In the past, as a result, now... I'm lost.
"Hey! Little guy, don't leave. Can you take me back first?"
There was no other way, so Ren Xiaofan could only shout into the hole, hoping that the little white fox would come out after hearing it.
However, apart from the echo, the little white fox seemed to have disappeared, not even the squeaking sound was heard, and he never returned.
"Damn! Is this the great fortune you said? I really believed you!" Ren Xiaofan was very angry and couldn't help but spat at the purple unicorn in the jade pendant. It's true that good people are not rewarded. If I had known better, I wouldn't have saved him.
This is a little white fox.
But it's embarrassing to say that as a monk, my memory is far superior to that of ordinary people. As long as I pay a little attention, I won't be able to find my way back.
However, it is too late to say anything now. I can only hope that Xue Wanqing can come out to look for her again after she finds out that she is missing.
Tick tock tick tock....!
It is said that when people are unlucky, drinking cold water will hurt their teeth.
Several bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell in front of Ren Xiaofan. He looked at the weather that had been clear and clear just now, and now it was starting to change.
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Dark clouds gathered, and he sighed heavily.
Life...is meant for bad luck.
The rain was falling heavily, but Ren Xiaofan did not hide away and let the rain hit him mercilessly. He was thinking about why he was so unlucky that he would not talk about it for the past twenty years. He had just become a monk and had been sleeping for thousands of years.
Is it really a coincidence that the ghost gate appears again? Or... is it caused by one's own bad luck?
"The heavens and the earth should not tolerate each other, and the cycle of energy should lead to disasters. Amitabha, the donor is here alone in the rain, but what unhappy thing happened to him?"
Just when he was doubting his life, a voice suddenly came from the side.
Ren Xiaofan heard the news and walked over, only to see a monk wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat not far away. As he spoke, he walked towards him.
"Mist grass!"
Ren Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up, "You... don't come over! Don't blame me for being rude if you get close!"
In this deep mountain and old forest, a monk suddenly appeared. If he were to say that he was a normal person, even if he killed Ren Xiaofan, he would not believe it.
While he was talking, he had already held a piece of talisman paper in his hand, but it was quickly soaked by the rain. He was startled and quickly took out another talisman paper from his trouser pocket, but it was quickly soaked by the rain.
Get wet.
Ren Xiaofan panicked and quickly put his shoulder bag in front of him, using it to block the rain.
"Haha, donor, don't worry, the poor monk means no harm." The monk smiled and waved his hand to Ren Xiaofan.
However, Ren Xiaofan did not believe him and took out the talisman and placed it at the bottom of his shoulder bag.
Seeing that Ren Xiaofan was still hostile to him, the monk gave a bitter smile and stopped moving forward. Instead, he stood on the same spot and said, "The poor monk, whose name is Ci Xin, happened to pass by this place and saw the benefactor soaking in the rain here.
I came over and wanted to ask the donor what happened?"
The monk's voice was very calm, and even though it was raining around him, it reached Ren Xiaofan's ears clearly.
Seeing that the monk was no longer approaching him, Ren Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked vigilantly: "Thank you for your concern, Master, but I didn't encounter anything."
It is said that mountain spirits and wild monsters are like wild monsters. In this deep mountain and old forest, it is really possible for me to encounter them due to my unlucky luck.
So Ren Xiaofan now hopes that the monk who suddenly appeared will leave quickly, or that Xue Wanqing can arrive quickly.
"Well, in this case, the poor monk will not disturb the donor. However, before leaving, the poor monk must give the donor a message." Seeing that Ren Xiaofan really didn't want to believe him, the monk could only nod helplessly.
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Because he was wearing a bamboo hat, Ren Xiaofan couldn't tell what he looked like, but judging from his voice, he shouldn't be very old.
"Whatever, it's up to you."
The monk didn't talk nonsense and quickly said: "The disorder of luck on the donor's body is the first time this poor monk has seen it."
"But I don't believe in evil. I just observed it carefully for a while. Although I couldn't see everything, I can see that the benefactor will have a big disaster recently. It's better to ask the benefactor to be careful. Amitabha..." the monk said
, then he gave a salute to Ren Xiaofan.
Ren Xiaofan's eyes only felt blurry. When he looked ahead again, the monk had disappeared.