Taikoo Tiansheng

Seeing the excitement on Xiao Muyang's face, Song Chunqiu wiped his beard and said with a smile: "If he is willing to take action, he will naturally help us."

Hearing Song Chunqiu's words, a fiery light flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and Hua Qianyu and the others also showed joy on their brows. If they could invite a formation master to sit in charge, it would undoubtedly greatly improve the strength of Yunxiao City.

But Song Chunqiu's next words made the joy and excitement in their hearts weaken a lot.

"However, he has lived in seclusion for many years and will not make a move easily."

Xiao Muyang frowned lightly, and asked tentatively: "With the face of the senior, can't he be allowed to take action?"

Apart from those enemies, there shouldn't be many people who don't give the Sword God face. Even the demonic sects in the Demon Realm respect the Sword God very much and take the initiative to invite him to be a guest.

"Based on my relationship with him, it's not difficult to meet him. As for letting him make a move, I'm afraid my face won't help." Song Chunqiu said with a smile: "So I plan to take you there, as to whether I can invite him Take action, it depends on your means."

A deep meaning flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and he understood a lot in his heart.

If Senior Sword God saves face, he should still be able to get the formation master to help, but that master has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, forcing him out of the mountain is disrespectful to him, and it will not only affect the relationship between Senior Sword God and him. The relationship will also make him look down on them.

Only by asking him in person can he show enough sincerity.

"I will go with senior, when does senior plan to leave?" Xiao Muyang asked.

"It's not too late. If you have nothing else to do, start now." Song Chunqiu replied.

"I'm fine." Xiao Muyang smiled slightly, then looked at Hua Qianyu and said, "I'll go out with senior, and I'll leave the matter of the Hou Mansion to you."

"Well, don't worry." Hua Qianyu said with a smile.

Without saying anything more, Xiao Muyang and Song Chunqiu soared into the air, and then shot towards the distance, disappearing from the sight of the girls within a few breaths.

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In the southern area of ​​the Great Qi Dynasty, the scenery is magnificent and beautiful. As far as the eye can see, the endless mountains crawl on the ground like a winding dragon. Among them, there are peaks and peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, which reveal a sense of mystery.

At this moment, two figures, one old and one young, were walking through the clouds and mist with lightning speed, they were Xiao Muyang and Song Chunqiu.

After traveling for two days, they arrived here from Yunxiao City.

There are many fairy mountains in the southern region, and many powerful people don't want to get involved in the mundane affairs, so they hide from the world and practice in the fairy mountains. The fairy mountain where Song Chunqiu lived before is also in the southern region.

After a while, Song Chunqiu's figure finally stopped. He looked down at a mountain range covered by clouds and mist, and could only vaguely see some outlines. Compared with the surrounding mountains, the mountain range was slightly larger, and there was nothing wrong with it. something special.

"Here we are." Song Chunqiu said.

Xiao Muyang looked along Song Chunqiu's line of sight, and then he also saw the mountain range, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, does that master live here?

"You go up by yourself, I'll wait for you on the mountain." After leaving a voice, Song Chunqiu shot directly into the clouds and mist, missing.

Xiao Muyang understood Song Chunqiu's intention, which was to let him show his strength, so as to get the approval of the formation master.

From this point of view, the mountains below are probably a bit weird, and going up the mountain is by no means an easy task.

But since we're here, we naturally have to make a dash.

Besides, with his current strength, even if there are some mysteries in this mountain range, it would not be a threat to his life.

Without thinking too much, Xiao Muyang's figure immediately fell downwards, and when he entered that layer of cloud and mist, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him changed rapidly, making him lose his sense of direction for a while.

"Formation!"

Suddenly, a thought popped up in his mind, and Xiao Muyang's face became a bit dignified. Although he didn't have too deep attainments in the way of formation, he could still feel the aura of formation flowing in the space.

He stood still and did not move, the surrounding scene was still changing, but he did not attack him.

"It seems to be a phantom array." Xiao Muyang thought to himself, the main function of the phantom formation is to confuse, some powerful phantom formations can kill people silently, but this formation in front of him does not seem to have lethality.

It seems that the formation master just didn't want to be disturbed by others, and he didn't intend to hurt people's lives, but he has the demeanor of a master.

Xiao Muyang's eyes flickered, and he was thinking about how to break the formation.

If it is an ordinary phantom formation, he is sure to use his strength to forcibly break through it, but this phantom formation was arranged by a formation master, so the possibility of breaking through it with strength is bound to be very slim.

Although he didn't hold out much hope, he still wanted to give it a try. What if he got lucky?

With a thought, the Yuan Zhan Sword appeared in the palm of Xiao Muyang's body, and a strong sword intent suddenly burst out, flowing to the Yuan Zhan Sword, making the sword shine with a strange light, and under the light Among them, a phantom of a roc loomed.

With the substantial growth of Peng Ling's soul power, it has been able to transform its body when using the Yuan Zhan Sword, and the power it erupts is several times stronger than before.

"Chop." Xiao Muyang shouted in his heart, and the Zhanyuan sword slashed down.

In an instant, a bewitching cyan sword light bloomed in the space, containing astonishing sword power, tearing apart layers of clouds and mist, and the space instantly became somewhat clearer.

Seeing the change in the scene in front of him, Xiao Muyang suddenly had a look of joy on his face, did he break open?

But the next moment, the joy on his face froze there, and the clouds and mist surged rapidly, and the place torn apart by the sword light just now healed in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Sure enough, you can't use brute force..." Looking at the ever-changing scene ahead, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Muyang's mouth.

......

Deep in the mountains, in a clean and spacious courtyard, an old man in a white robe was watering the flowers, his face was calm and he looked very comfortable.

At a certain moment, the old man seemed to have sensed something, looked up to the space above, and then there was a touch of excitement on his wrinkled face, and he said with a smile: "What gust of wind brought you here."

"Hehe, I have nothing to do, let's visit my old friend."

An easy-going laughter sounded in the space, and after a while, a rickety figure leaning on crutches walked down from the void, and this figure was Song Chunqiu.

In just a few breaths, Song Chunqiu came to the old man below, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Gongsun, you have been safe all these years!"

"I stay with these flowers and plants, and I don't have any troubles. When I feel like it, I teach my disciples. I don't know how nourishing life is. I'm not as lonely as you..."

When Gongsun Pan said this, his expression froze, as if he had thought of something, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I mentioned your sadness."

"It's okay, it's all over." Song Chunqiu waved his hands, seemingly indifferent.

"It's really over?" Gongsun Pan looked at Song Chunqiu suspiciously, and saw that the latter had a smile on his face, as if he really let go of that sad incident.

"Haha, it's good to pass!" Gongsun Pan laughed loudly: "I said, brother, you will stay with me in the future. We two brothers enjoy flowers, play chess, drink and have fun, don't you feel at ease."

Hearing Gongsun Pan's words, Song Chunqiu's eyes flickered. If he hadn't met Xiao Muyang, he might have agreed. This is the best life for him.

"We'll talk about this later. Apart from reminiscing about the old days, there is one more thing to come here today." Song Chunqiu changed the subject, and his face suddenly became a little more serious.

Seeing Song Chunqiu's changed expression, Gongsun Pan's eyes flashed a strange color. He knew Song Chunqiu very well. He came here today, probably because he had something important to ask him.

But Chu Xianling has fallen, what other important things should he worry about?

"You and I don't need to beat around the bush, brother, just tell me." Gongsun Pan obviously has a very forthright character, especially for Song Chunqiu, a friend who has been with him for many years, as long as he can help, he will definitely not Will decline.

"I brought a little guy, who is in your phantom array, and I will tell you when I see him." Song Chunqiu stroked his beard and smiled. He did not directly explain the purpose of coming, but he did not want to affect Gongsun Pan's first meeting with Xiao Muyang. an impression.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Gongsun Pan showed a look of surprise, and then he closed his eyes, and a majestic force of thought surged out, sweeping towards the formation in the void.

Not long after, a picture appeared in his mind. A young man in white was walking in the clouds and mist, changing direction from time to time, as if he was looking for the way out.

After observing for a while, Gongsun Pan opened his eyes and looked at Song Chunqiu in surprise, "Is that little guy your new disciple?"

"Not a disciple, but a junior." Song Chunqiu said with a faint smile.

A strange light flashed in Gongsun Pan's eyes, and he said meaningfully: "It's not a disciple, but you brought him here yourself, it seems that this junior is very important to you."

Song Chunqiu nodded slightly, and said truthfully: "The main reason for coming to see him today is because of him."

Gongsun Pan stared at Song Chunqiu with more and more doubts in his heart.

He knew that Song Chunqiu had devoted countless efforts to Chu Xianling, not only treating him as a disciple, but also as his own heir. With Song Chunqiu's character, he probably would not accept any more disciples.

Could it be that this junior has a talent against the sky?

But even if the talent is against the sky, how can it compare to Song Chunqiu? More importantly, Song Chunqiu has lost the spirit of the past, otherwise he would not have been living in seclusion in the mountains.

Gongsun Pan stayed here all the time and knew nothing about the outside world, so he didn't know that Song Chunqiu had left the mountain.

"You brought this little guy here because you want me to accept him as an apprentice." Gongsun Pan said with a smile: "Why bother so much, I just accept it."

"No." Song Chunqiu shook his head: "I'll tell you the purpose of this trip after he goes up the mountain."

Gongsun Pan looked at Song Chunqiu in astonishment, he wasn't an apprentice?

It's not that Gongsun Pan is arrogant, his attainments in the formation are unrivaled in the world, and no one can compare with him. Over the years, many people have sent their juniors here to ask him to accept disciples, but he has not agreed.

His requirements for accepting disciples are very high, regardless of his status and background, only his talent. So far, he has only five disciples under his sect, and all of them are people with excellent talents.

Song Chunqiu brought Xiao Muyang here today, and his expression was very solemn, so he subconsciously thought that Song Chunqiu wanted him to accept Xiao Muyang as his apprentice.

"Brother, you can just tell me what you have to say, there's no need to make it so troublesome." Gongsun Pan said helplessly: "Besides, it's a quadruple phantom formation, and that little guy is only a mid-heaven elephant. , with his own ability, he can't get in at all."

Song Chunqiu showed a mysterious smile and said, "Do you dare to bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Gongsun Pan seemed a little interested.

"Just bet on whether he can break through the formation by himself." Song Chunqiu said with a faint smile, "If he succeeds in breaking through the formation, you have to agree to one of his requests."

"If he can't break through the formation, so what?" Gongsun Pan's eyes shone with a bit of brilliance. He could naturally see that Song Chunqiu was very confident in Xiao Muyang, but as a master of the formation, he also had confidence in his own formation. With great confidence.

The quadruple phantom formation is far from being comparable to ordinary phantom formations. Without extremely high attainments in the formation, it is difficult to get out of it, unless you use your strength to forcefully break through the phantom.

"If you can't break it, the conditions are up to you." Song Chunqiu said lightly, with a strong confidence in his calm tone.

"Okay, that's what you said!" Gongsun Pan burst out laughing, as if he had already won.

Song Chunqiu didn't care about Gongsun Pan's attitude. Of course he knew how strong Gongsun Pan's formation skills were, otherwise he wouldn't have brought Xiao Muyang here, but... Xiao Muyang is not an ordinary junior.

He believed that with Xiao Muyang's talent, he would be able to get out of it.

"Teacher, Senior Song." At this time, a gentle voice came from the side, and I saw a middle-aged figure walking towards him. He had a very handsome face, and there was a bit of elegance between his brows, like a scholar.

Song Chunqiu looked at the middle-aged man who was coming, with a look of surprise on his face, he could tell his cultivation at a glance, and said: "Wen Yuan, I haven't seen you for many years, your cultivation is almost catching up with the old man."

This middle-aged man named Wen Yuan is Gongsun Pan's eldest disciple, and his cultivation has reached the supreme state of Xiaocheng Middle Grade.

"Senior's words really hurt this junior." Wen Yuan waved his hands quickly, and said: "Senior is a sword god, how can this junior be compared with senior."

"Hehe, your big apprentice is very humble." Song Chunqiu nodded with a smile, and there was an unconcealable admiration in his eyes, and then he became a little sad. If Xianling had not fallen, it would probably be like Wen Yuan Xiuwei.

"That's it, it doesn't matter whose disciple it is." Gongsun Pan had a smug expression on his face, he was naturally very satisfied with this eldest disciple!