Qinglong Mountain is a majestic mountain with dozens of spiritual peaks. The main peak towering into the clouds is surrounded by stars like the moon.
After a day of arrangement, Mu Qing laid down a total of 108 formation flags, corresponding to the thirty-six heavenly gangs and the seventy-two earth evils.
Although he could not freely attract the power of the stars for his own use like Jiang Taichu, he had entered the mystical realm from spirit and became a mystical master.
When the sun disappears and the stars and moon descend, he can still draw the essence of the stars and moon through the field, but it takes a lot of time to accumulate.
Through the induction of the field, Mu Qing has figured out the layout of the Qinglong Sect. The formation of the Four Symbols Seal is inside the Qinglong statue on the main peak of the Qinglong Sect.
Nowadays, countless Qinglong Sect disciples are sitting cross-legged in the square, and they don't know what they are doing.
Mu Qing sensed that there were two terrifying forces standing in a stalemate inside the statue. The intensity of these two forces was not even inferior to that of Bai Mei and Hei Pu.
"Old Mo, did you feel it?" Mu Qing asked.
"That Jiang Taichu is not simple. With the power of a mere earth master, he actually set up such a powerful field. The dragon-seeking master is really awe-inspiring!"
Mo Ya was once a great monk in the Nine Realms. He spoke so highly of Jiang Taichu, which shows that the Earth Master back then was indeed very powerful.
This also gave Mu Qing a lot of peace of mind. Before, he was worried about whether his field would trigger the Four Elephants seal that Jiang Taichu had set back then, but now it seems that he was worrying too much.
"how?"
"A domain spirit has been generated in the eye of the formation. It is a blue dragon. Now there is a force that is stalemate with it. I can't see what it is specifically!"
Mo Ya's strength is no longer at its peak now, and the field has affected his investigation.
At this time, Mu Qingcai knew that the disciples of the Qinglong Sect were sitting cross-legged in the square. The domain spirits born in the formation eyes must have abundant spiritual energy, and practicing there would be more effective with half the effort.
However, Mu Qing thought wrong. Those people were practicing cultivation, but they were not coveting the spiritual energy there, but wanted to capture the ray of Qinglong's charm.
This is also the reason why many Qinglong Sect disciples carry the phantom of Qinglong when performing their techniques.
"Xiao Muqing, it seems you have to be careful, he might be a master from Tianmo Mountain!" Mo Ya said suddenly.
Hearing this, Mu Qing's face suddenly became serious.
This is not impossible. After all, this is where one of the formation eyes of the Four Elephants Seal is located. If Tianmo Mountain wants to destroy the seal, it must start from the formation eye.
"It seems the field needs to be strengthened!"
When Mu Qing thought of this, he immediately changed his plan and did not activate the field immediately. Instead, he spent another ten days rearranging and adjusting it.
While Mu Qing was making various plans, two middle-aged men with elegant temperament came to Zuixian Tower. One of them was Mr. Eleven who had crossed paths with Mu Qing.
"Old Eleven, are you just going to let him do whatever you want?"
Mr. Ninth shook his folding fan and looked at Mr. Eleven with a puzzled expression.
"This is his family scandal and involves Taoism. I don't want to interfere!"
Mr. Eleven looked calm.
"It's not easy to find a good seedling. If it fails here, I'll see how you cry!"
Mr. Jiu shook his head, raised his jade cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
Mr. Eleven glanced outside Zuixian Tower and suddenly smiled: "Let's just wait and watch the show. If we haven't played before, how can we know who is the winner?"
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The night is dark and windy, with a cool breeze.
On the boulder outside Qinglong Mountain, Mu Qing sat cross-legged, with runes flashing in his eyes, quietly looking at Qinglong Mountain in front of him.
In his eyes, he could see wisps of starry and moonlight falling around Qinglong Mountain.
Underground, one hundred and eight saplings formed a huge oven, enveloping the entire Qinglong Sect.
At this time, the one hundred and eight saplings were absorbing the brilliance of stars and moons and growing continuously. As they grew, the oven became more and more terrifying.
"Hey, you little monster, if you were allowed to become an Earth Master, Jiang Taichu would probably have to retreat!" Mo Crow, who was sitting cross-legged on the Chaos Demon Tree, said with a grin.
"Senior Jiang today has probably reached a level beyond my reach!" Mu Qing sighed.
"Oh oh oh!"
As the pheasants crow in the distance, the stars and moon in the sky begin to disappear.
Soon after, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.
"The darkness will eventually pass, and the light will eventually come!"
While talking, Mu Qing took off his black cloak and put on the moon-white robe given to him by Lin Xi.
In the early morning, purple air comes from the east, and all things are born.
The handyman disciples of Qinglong Sect had already started cleaning the mountain gate early.
At this time of weekdays, absolutely no one comes to worship the mountain, but today there are a few dark shadows in the morning light that shines on the mountain gate.
Judging from the figure of the leading man, he seemed to be a young man. He was holding a long stick in his hand and walked very steadily, with no deviation in the distance of each step.
When the young man was still a hundred feet away from the mountain gate, he suddenly jumped into the air, frightening the servant disciples to their death.
"Master of the Immortal Ascension Realm?"
"No, he has wings behind him, he is not a human being!" A sharp-eyed disciple pointed to the voice in the air and said.
"Quick! Go and report to the elders!"
At this time, some disciples finally came to their senses. If they dared to act like this at the Qinglong Sect's mountain gate so early in the morning, it was definitely not as simple as coming to worship the mountain.
But they don't need to report it at all.
Mu Qing took a deep breath, concentrated his energy in his throat, and roared like a lion towards the Qinglong Sect: "Tie Wuji, get out and die!"
The billowing sound waves swept in all directions, and when the white mist that shrouded the Qinglong Sect dispersed, even the people in Qinglong City below the mountain heard it.
"This dead wood is black, this Thirteen pretends to be an eighty percentile from me. Oh, when will Mr. Dog be able to be a civilized winger? He's so handsome!"
The big black dog looked at Mu Qing in the air with envy.
It is not an empty claim that Xunlong Xuan Masters are comparable to practitioners of the Immortal Movement Realm, because they can form special domains in their bodies through field runes, and then float in the air.
Mu Qing likes to draw inferences whether he is practicing martial arts or refining alchemy. He added a rune wing to make himself more agile.
"What kind of crazy person dares to run wild in our Qinglong Sect?"
A thunderous sound came, and then an old man with a fluttering beard and a sword appeared.
"I didn't expect that besides Tie Wuji, Qinglong Sect also has other realms of divine movement. If my guess is correct, it should be the credit of the ancient relics, right?" Mu Qing sneered.
"How do you know?"
"You little beast, it's you!"
After Suo Wenshi saw Mu Qing's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Before Mu Qing left Shenmu City, his portrait had already spread among the elders of the Qinglong Sect. How could Suo Wenshi not recognize him?
"It seems that the fish that slipped through the net in Demon Flame Mountain has brought the news back. Where is the old man Tie Wuji? Why don't you get out?"
Mu Qing stared at Suo Wenshi coldly.
"You're just cynical, you think that Yu Kong, who is pretending to be a god and a ghost, is already in the realm of wandering gods? What a joke!"
While speaking, Suo Wenshi suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand.
As long as this little beast is killed, Tie Wuji will definitely trust him more, and maybe even give him more true blood of ancient relics.
"Mu Qing, accept your fate!"
Before Suo Wenshi could take action, the stunning woman behind him in an emerald green dress had already soared into the air and stabbed Mu Qing.