Chapter 188 Gathering Evil
The large spiritual boat is close to the airport.
The strong wind howled, blowing the black and white robes on his body.
Ding Xie took a step forward and looked at the sky in Dongyuan with a smile on his face, his hair tied up with hairpins fluttering in the wind.
Dongyuan is a wasteland with rugged mountains and rocks.
In front of the furrows on both sides is a large plain.
The architectural style of the station is cold, like a small city erected on a barren land.
It is said that I need to add a small word, but Dongyuan City is not small at all, on the contrary, it is very huge.
The city wall is mottled and ancient, backed by towering cliffs and connected to the ringed mountain. The city walls rise one after another to meet the prostrate dragons.
The supporting wall is not one piece, but a long section, as if to prevent something from appearing, so it was specially built like this.
Dongyuan City has already developed over the years.
As soon as I got off the spirit boat, I felt a lively atmosphere.
The streets along the street are crowded with people, and the sound of shouting and chatting can be heard all the time.
Like Ding Xie, the Wanfa Sect disciples who came to Dongyuan in search of opportunities all left the spirit boats and poured into the city in groups.
The stationed monks moved the supplies under command.
There is no forbidden air formation in Dongyuan City. Everyone abides by the rules and does not wield swords or escape in the city.
In a big city where monks live, it is not polite to fly over other people's heads. If there are too many people flying around, it will cause even greater conflicts.
However, the Wanfa Sect may have other considerations for not setting up a forbidden air formation.
As a monk himself, he doesn't need to rest before he can set off.
After being held in the large spiritual boat for more than a month, I was finally freed. Of course I wanted to enter Dongyuan as soon as possible.
Ding Xie left Dongyuan City among the crowd.
As soon as I arrived in Dongyuan, I felt the surge of evil energy. I could wander around the city and replenish supplies anytime I wanted. It would be more reliable to collect the evil energy first.
Tu Shanjun inside the banner wished he could wave the soul banner to absorb the evil spirit.
The concentration in the periphery alone far exceeds that of an ordinary battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people. If it stays for a few more years, the quality of the soul flag will definitely be improved to a higher level.
Tu Shanjun has never seen the magic weapon, and he doesn't know how powerful it is, but it must be a desirable state.
Far away, Ding Xie put on a black robe and no longer wore the black and white Taoist robe of Wanfa Sect.
Although Wanfa Sect is stationed in Dongyuan, the world of monks is a mixed bag.
Not to mention in a place like this.
There are casual cultivators, demonic cultivators, family cultivators, disciples from other sects, and disciples from the local Wanfa Sect.
In order not to attract attention, it is better not to wear the black and white Taoist robes, and even the exercises should be avoided as much as possible to avoid being seen.
Tu Shanjun took a long breath, the taste of evil spirit was so wonderful, especially so much pure evil spirit.
The outer layer is the outer layer after all, and we still need to go closer to the core.
Tu Shanjun was quite excited. This was the most suitable place for hatching soul flags. It would be better if we could capture some foundation-building monsters to fill the soul flags.
But I didn't expect that Ding Xie was also very excited.
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"Aren't you going to track Zhang Ran?"
Ding Xie's eyes were deep and he shook his head slightly: "I'm just a little worried about him."
"As long as Brother Tushan can sense the movement of the transmission talisman, it means that his life is safe."
"We don't have to get involved."
It's not that Ding Xie is afraid of Li Shengli, but it's not necessary.
I don’t have much time, I still have other things to do.
As long as they confirm that Zhang Ran is alive and they can find him, he can't change other things.
He is only a monk in the late stage of foundation building. He still needs the strength to fight against his own family and does not have that much energy to pay attention to other people.
When there are many things to do, Ding Xie knows how to prioritize.
Tushanjun didn't think anything was wrong.
He thought Ding Xie would follow him and wait for another opportunity.
Unexpectedly, it was just to confirm Zhang Ran’s life.
That's fine, but without close contact, you can't figure out the source of the evil aura on Zhang Ran's body.
However, who doesn’t have their own secrets?
Regardless of whether Zhang Ran practices magic skills or not, this is his own choice.
Now that Ding Xie is ready, Tushanjun has nothing to say. He hopes that Ding Xie will focus on the soul flag.
The soul flag has been upgraded to a magic weapon, and they have the confidence to face the real Jin Dan.
Always avoiding it is not the answer.
Ding Xie turned into a black escaping light and rushed into the wasteland of Dongyuan.
The taller ones in the East Abyss Wasteland are higher. On the contrary, there are huge ravines, just like there are different abyss under each mountain peak.
The evil spirits emanating from these abyss surged out and finally gathered at the top of the head.
Jump in head first.
From time to time, we can see different types of escaping light and monks flying with swords.
Ding Xie's eyes hidden under his hood swept over those people.
They didn't look easy to get along with, and they all looked wary.
Some were chatting in low voices, and some had flashing eyes, which must have been through sound transmission.
When Ding Xie flew across the sky, a monk in the foundation-building stage stopped him and said, "Fellow Taoist, Dongyuan Kuangkuang will inevitably be unable to do it alone. Why don't we act together?"
After taking a quick look, Ding Xie deliberately lowered his voice: "No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left from the side.
Seeing that they could not recruit Ding Xie, they set their sights on others.
Tu Shanjun found it interesting. These people were either confident in themselves or wanted to trick others. Otherwise, they would not rush to find unfamiliar colleagues.
A small incident, quickly ignored.
Ding Xie set up his escape light and flew thousands of miles away, selected the deepest abyss in the East Abyss, and jumped into them.
The further down you fly, the stronger you can feel the evil aura, and the evil aura around you can be clearly seen even with the naked eye.
After a few more days, we just selected a location halfway up the mountain.
Ding Xie released the sword pill, hoping to open up a cave and set up a large array to condense the evil energy.
"Buzz."
The soul flag shook, and Ding Xie pulled open the flag's surface, only to see a line of words narrated above.
"Twenty miles to the lower left."
Since Brother Tushan said so, there’s no harm in going and taking a look.
When he arrived at this place, it was already close to the middle bottom of the abyss.
There are very few people who come here to open up caves.
He spit out the sword pill and slashed into the wall, digging in for about five miles.
There was actually a gathering of evil spirits here, even forming a small whirlpool of evil spirits.
This vortex of evil spirits does not seem to exist alone, but seems to be connected to other evil spirits underground.
"Good place."
Ding Xie waved the soul flag, pulled open the flag face, and formed the Jusha Seal with his hands.
Zhang Xuhun's banner stands in front of him.
With the output of mana, Tu Shanjun stepped out of the soul flag, wearing a black robe that covered all physical features.
His eyes flashed with light, discerning the evil spirit surging in the air.
"Brother Tu Shan, you have to deal with the formation." Ding Xie said with a smile.
When it comes to fighting skills, he does his best, and his training as an auxiliary is not even half a bucket of water compared to Tu Shanjun.
Tu Shanjun's formation skills are not half-empty. With his current attainments, he should be among the best among the foundation-building monks.
The spirit stone formation base carved out with a jade knife was thrown out.
The seals of both hands were completed in an instant, and the magic points were placed on the base of the formation, immediately activating the formation.
"Gather evil spirits and collect yin."
"Spiritual formation."
Expand one more layer, and drive high-quality rune stone pillars into the wall.
Driven by mana, it rapidly expanded and grew, and finally the pillars were connected end to end, forming a prismatic cube that enveloped the formation inside.
The runes engraved on the rune stone pillars flickered and connected, and layers of complex silk threads with light gathered to form a spell formation.
Ding Xie stared at everything in front of him in stunned silence. He originally thought that Tu Shanjun, a main soul, would only know small formations, but he did not expect that deploying them in person would have such a powerful effect.
Three layers of overlapping formations formed a round sphere.
The lowest level Gathering Evil and Gathering Yin Formation expands the Gathering Spirit Formation and ends with the Defense Formation. The three can form a cycle and are not separate individuals.
Ding Xie couldn't understand, but he felt very shocked.
"Am I a monk, or is he a monk?"
"Why can't I understand the formation arranged by my magical weapon spirit?"
"..."
"What are you doing standing still?"
Tu Shanjun glanced at Ding Xie, and then plunged into the soul flag.
Ding Xie, who was awakened, quickly threw the soul flag into the center of the formation. The soul flag fell directly into the center of the evil cyclone as the formation flag, and the surrounding evil energy quickly gathered towards the soul flag.
Ding Xie leaned on the soul flag and took the Yin Soul Pill.
With the blessing of the Spirit Gathering Array, not only was his mana not consumed, but it was quickly replenished.
Originally, the evil spirit was still a stream, but in the blink of an eye, it became a river, rapidly absorbing the surrounding evil energy.
The cyclone was originally small, but became very powerful because of the blessing of the soul flag.
Looking down from the sky, one can see the rapid surge of evil spirits.
A few hours later.
The wasteland of Dongyuan.
In an unknown cave.
A creature opened its eyes, and it looked so clear in the darkness. He was furious: "Who!"
"Who stole the source of my condensed evil energy?"
The evil vortex he was sitting on was gone, as if all the evil energy had found another outlet to vent.
Following the flow of evil energy, he rushed all the way, and finally stopped in front of a cave where a magic circle was arranged. He shouted at the door: "That thief!"
Seeing that no one responded inside, a breath of flames spurted out, immediately burning through the originally sealed cave.
Ding Xie opened his eyes from meditation, feeling equally angry.
He was practicing hard here to control his evil spirit, and some blind guy came to the door and even attacked the formation.
Instructing Tu Shanjun to open the formation, Ding Xie walked out of the cave, looked at the visitor, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, why are you disturbing my practice."
The visitor was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had spots on his long face. The spots turned red because of anger.
Her dark green hair was tied up in a bun.
The man shouted angrily: "Who is your fellow Taoist? Spit out my things."
"Fellow Taoist, this is unreasonable. You and I have no grievances, but you are the one disturbing my practice."
Ding Xie pointed his sword at the same time and unsheathed the magic sword behind his back: "If you continue to pester me, don't blame my magic sword for being ruthless."