Asking about longevity

After the formation is completed, the battle to suppress the demon can begin.

But when the war was about to begin, doubts arose in the hearts of all the monks in Tongxian City.

Is the formation really okay? Can Feng Xi really be suppressed?

Not only the ordinary casual cultivators, but also Elder Yu and others who were in the foundation building stage were also worried.

But they didn't dare to ask Mo Hua.

One is that he is afraid of putting pressure on Mo Hua, and the other is that it is useless to ask.

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.

Things have reached this point, and the formation has been built. No matter what, we can only bite the bullet and start killing the big monster.

From the beginning to the end of the ink painting, the eyes are calm and the expression is calm.

It seems that this time the big demon will definitely die in the formation.

This also made several foundation-building monks calm down inexplicably.

Elder Yu sighed in his heart. People like him were all foundation-building monks who had lived for hundreds of years and experienced storms, but now none of Mo Hua's children could remain calm.

But then I thought again, although people like me have experienced wind and waves, this is indeed the first time we have encountered a storm as big as the Great Demon...

The big formation is also a formation. Since it is a formation, they don't understand it. Since they don't understand it, then just believe in Mo Hua.

Not only Elder Yu, but all the monks basically think so.

The Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation is a trapping and killing formation. If you want to trap and kill Feng Xi, you must first introduce Feng Xi into the formation.

This step is very dangerous, so only foundation-building monks can do it, with Tao soldiers covering it from the side.

Among the foundation-building monks who led Feng Xi to death, Mo Hua actually saw Zhang Lan.

"Uncle Zhang, have you built a foundation?!"

Mo Hua was surprised.

Zhang Lan pretended to be calm, but he couldn't hide his pride, and said lightly: "It's not bad, I took the time to build a foundation."

Mo Hua curled his lips and took the time to lay a foundation... It was like taking the time to have a kiss.

Is it really that easy to build a foundation...

But he remembered what Zhang Lan said before.

It is indeed not difficult for disciples of aristocratic families to build foundations.

Zhang Lan stopped at the ninth level of Qi Refining before, firstly to polish his foundation, and secondly to avoid troubles in his family.

"Have you laid the foundation?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan said casually: "That's almost enough. There's no need to polish it all the time."

"Then you've established your foundation, are you going to go home for a blind date?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

Zhang Lan's face darkened: "You kid, can you tell me something serious?"

Mo Hua chuckled and felt grateful at the same time.

He knew that Zhang Lan's move was actually for the monks in Tongxian City. After all, to deal with the big demon, one more foundation would provide more strength and more protection, so he was eager to break through the realm.

Mo Hua silently remembered Zhang Lan's favor and thought to himself:

"If you have the opportunity in the future, you must help Uncle Zhang!"

The plan to suppress the great demon had already been discussed before the formation was built. At this time, it was just a matter of deciding on the candidates.

The next day, when the sky turned dark, Taoist soldiers began to gather.

Yang Jiyong stood on a hilltop, looking at the big bloody demon in front of him from a distance, his expression solemn.

After a while, a Taoist soldier commander who was also wearing armor came over and whispered: "Brother, everything has been arranged."

This person's name is Yang Rong. He is not only a member of the Yang family, but also the commander of the Taoist soldiers assigned to support this time.

Yang Jiyong nodded, still frowning.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, so Yang Rong found some words to chat with Yang Jiyong.

After chatting about some family trivia, Yang Rong suddenly became confused and asked:

"Brother, why did you only send the Yang family here this time?"

When applying for the transfer of Taoist soldiers, they can only be assigned by the Taoist court. Yang Jiyong used the Yang family's connections this time to transfer Yang Rong and others.

And not only Yang Rong, all the Dao soldiers who came this time had connections with the Yang family. They were either surnamed Yang, or married to the Yang family, or had received favors from the Yang family, and they were all regarded as "ones" of the Yang family.

"I can rest assured that I can do things by myself." Yang Jiyong replied.

Yang Rong obviously didn't believe it, "Brother, tell the truth, don't lie to me."

Yang Jiyong glanced at Yang Rong, thought for a moment, and said slowly:

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to keep it secret, including the brothers below, and don't let any news leak."

Yang Rong's expression condensed, and he nodded: "Brother, don't worry."

Yang Jiyong said: "The main reason I asked you to come is to keep it secret. Regardless of whether the formation is completed or not, and whether Feng Xi can be killed or not, you must not leak the news..."

Yang Rong was a little embarrassed, "There is such a big movement in the construction of the formation, we can't hide it..."

"I'm not telling you to hide the construction of the formation," Yang Jiyong said, "I'm telling you to hide the construction of the formation from the person who built the formation.

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who built this formation?"

As soon as they arrived in Tongxian City, they stationed themselves near the big demon in case anything happened to the big demon, and they had little contact with the monks in Tongxian City.

They didn't interfere in building the formation.

They don't understand even more about drawing formations.

He only remembered seeing a group of formation masters, the most conspicuous of whom was a rather dignified old formation master. As for who was responsible for building the formation, he had no idea at all.

Yang Jiyong was about to say it, but suddenly shook his head, "You don't know what's best."

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to ask anymore, but suddenly he was as curious as a cat scratching his paw.

Brother Yang took the matter so seriously, which shows that this matter is indeed extraordinary.

"Brother Yang, please tell me that I know what a secret is so that I can keep it secret better. If you don't tell me, I don't even know what a secret is. What if I accidentally let it slip?"

Yang Jiyong was stunned, "You kid, since when did you become so smart?"

Yang Rong chuckled.

Yang Jiyong thought for a moment and decided to tell him, "Have you seen a young monk in the past few days?"

"Little monk?" Yang Rong was slightly startled.

"The little monk has picturesque eyebrows, white hair, and handsome face. He looks smart and cute at first glance, but you can't see through it at the second glance..."

Yang Rong frowned and thought, and suddenly he said "ah" and he remembered.

"It's the young monk following a group of old formation masters."

"You said the opposite."

"Inverted?"

Yang Jiyong said calmly: "It's not that he is following the old formation masters, but a group of old formation masters are following him..."

Yang Rong opened his mouth, "No way..."

Then he thought of the "people who built the formation" mentioned by Yang Jiyong. He was a little confused for a moment and said, "No way..."

Yang Jiyong stopped talking and said nothing more. He only reminded him:

"Understand."

Yang Rong was stunned for a long time, thinking about the matter, shook his head, and murmured: "It's too scary..."

These days, can such a young child build a large formation?

Yang Rong approached Yang Jiyong again and whispered: "Brother, we can't let the Li family and Chang family know about this matter."

Otherwise, they will definitely use any means to win over you.

"That's why I used my connections with the Yang family to let you come over."

"But what if I can't hide it?" Yang Rong was a little worried.

"It's okay," Yang Jiyong said calmly, "As long as they don't see it with their own eyes, they won't believe it."

Yang Rong nodded.

In fact, he saw it with his own eyes, but he still didn't quite believe it...

But since the elder brother said it, he just did it.

"There is one more important thing..."

Yang Jiyong looked at Yang Rong and warned again:

"The success or failure of this suppression of Feng Xi is unknown. If it fails, you must find a way to keep Mo Hua safe."

"Ink painting..."

Yang Rong remembered the name and nodded: "Okay!"

After saying that, he looked at Feng Xi in the distance and couldn't help but sigh:

"Such a big monster, I can't help but feel heart palpitations just looking at it. Can I really kill it?"

Yang Jiyong said solemnly: "No matter what, I have to give it a try."

After speaking, he sighed in his heart:

I hope not too many people die this time...

The Dao soldiers who came this time were all close associates of the Yang family, and most of them were his brothers who shared life and death on the battlefield. He didn't want too many casualties.

But what they faced this time was a terrifying monster.

Within the boundaries of the state, the demon is invincible.

Even if a large formation is built, it is not easy to fight against the big demon.

Yang Jiyong looked calm, but he was worried inside.

After Yang Rong left, Zhang Lan found Yang Jiyong again after a while.

After building the foundation, Zhang Lan felt much more confident, and when he saw Yang Jiyong, he straightened his waist even more.

Regarding the matter of suppressing and killing Feng Xi, the two briefly exchanged words, and Zhang Lan turned around and left. However, he had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Yang Jiyong.

"Zhang Lan." Yang Jiyong shouted, and after a moment of silence, he said in a solemn voice: "Don't die..."

Zhang Lan's expression was slightly stagnant, a little surprised, but he still had nothing nice to say:

"I'm not going to die, you bastard, don't curse me."

Yang Jiyong's eyelids twitched, "I said don't die, not let you die!"

Zhang Lan snorted coldly, "Before the war, I always said the opposite. What you said is as if I am about to die..."

Yang Jiyong's slight concern for Zhang Lan disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but cursed:

"Damn it, a dog can't spit out ivory. I'm really kind enough to feed the dog!"

"Do you still have good intentions?"

"No more, I was eaten by you piece of shit."

…

The two insulted each other for a while, and then fell silent again.

Zhang Lan said: "Don't worry, the formation was built by Mo Hua. He usually doesn't do anything he's not sure about. As long as you don't seek death yourself, you probably won't die..."

Yang Jiyong said nothing, but his mood was no longer so heavy.

…

At Mao hour, everyone began to prepare according to the plan to wake up Feng Xi and introduce Feng Xi into the formation.

Yang Jiyong took action first.

He raised the spear levelly and used all his strength to concentrate his spiritual power on the spear. Then the spear glowed with golden light, and with great force, he stabbed Feng Xi in the abdomen.

This is the superior Taoist secret passed down by the Yang family - the Yaojin Spear.

The ancestor of the Qian family in the middle stage of foundation building was also seriously injured by this style of marksmanship.

Within the reach of the spear, Feng Xi's abdomen was strangled by spiritual power, creating a deep hole. However, in an instant, the blood condensed and flesh and blood regenerated.

Everyone was amazed when they saw this.

What a strong marksmanship, and what a rich blood.

It is almost impossible for a monk to kill such a powerful demon.

Even if it stood still and allowed them to be attacked by the foundation-building monks, even until it died of exhaustion, it might not be able to consume even one-tenth of its health.

However, this shot did cause considerable injuries to Feng Xi.

Feng Xi was in pain, suddenly woke up, and let out a ferocious roar, which made people's faces change.

It opened its eyes, its pupils moved irregularly, and finally settled on Commander Yang. In an instant, the violent aura on his body suddenly became stronger.

It stood up tremblingly, and the Feng Xi, which had been refined for three months, was already like a hill, mixed with the thick bloody energy, and rushed directly towards Commander Yang.

Fortunately, the pig demon is clumsy, its vitality has not been fully refined, and it is difficult to move.

Yang Jiyong retreated back, leading Feng Xi towards the direction of the formation.

Three updates today, I will add another chapter later to mention the progress of the plot~