When it was Zhang Ruochen's turn, Gu Yanzhi chose a basin-sized basalt stone for him and specially introduced it to Shang Yue: "Miss Yue, this person is called Xun Mu, and he is a spiritual cultivator from the Wing World of the Blood Sky Tribe.

His qualifications are very extraordinary, and he has reached the fifty-eighth level by cultivating himself. Recently, with the resources of the Goddess Twelve Workshops, he has broken through to the fifty-ninth level, and he is expected to be a great sage."

A great saint with spiritual power, he is not a small figure in the Goddess Twelve Squares and is qualified to enter the core level.

After recruiting such a talent, Gu Yanzhi naturally had to mention it.

Shang Yue glanced at Zhang Ruochen lightly, her gaze seemed to be penetrating, seeing him clearly. Suddenly, her eyes moved to the wooden stick in Zhang Ruochen's hand, and she exclaimed: "Your wooden stick is quite interesting."

Zhang Ruochen said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Yue's wisdom, this wooden staff of mine is made from a branch of the sacred tree, and it is infected with the water of darkness."

Zhang Ruochen is not afraid that Shang Yue will covet the divine staff. After all, compared to her cultivation level, ordinary treasures are hard to catch.

Shang Yue didn't take another look, and Zhang Ruochen stepped back knowingly.

Zhang Ruochen carefully observed the basalt stone in his hand and found that it was not a stone at all, but a fragment of the shell of a god-level basalt turtle.

The fragment in his hand has hundreds of thousands of formation inscriptions engraved on it, and it is of extremely high quality.

"The turtle shell of god-level Xuanwu is one of the hardest materials in the world. The inscriptions on the fragments are even more wonderful than the inscriptions on the ninth-grade formation. What exactly is the goddess Twelve Squares doing?" Zhang Ruochen was confused.

Puzzled.

After all the Formation Saint Masters received the basalt stones, Shang Yue announced: "After everyone returns, we must familiarize ourselves with the inscriptions on the basalt stones as quickly as possible until we can activate them."

A relatively young formation saint master asked: "Excuse me, what is the function of this basalt stone? We are familiar with it, are we going to work together to set up some formation?"

Gu Yanzhi's eyes darkened and he said coldly: "It's best not to ask questions that shouldn't be asked."

The Formation Saint Master was caught by Gu Yanzhi's eyes and trembled, not daring to speak again.

Shang Yue's voice was extremely pleasant, and she said sweetly: "In the past two days, everyone has been staying at the City Lord's Mansion. It's best not to go anywhere. Don't let any monks know about this matter, otherwise... Haha, I do hope that

, buy less soul food."

A group of spiritual masters left the underground with fear and anxiety.

"The Great Sage Shang Yue's smile is obviously sweet and charming, but why do I feel so nervous?" A spiritual master muttered in a low voice with a pale face.

Zhang Ruochen observed the defenses in the city lord's palace and found that almost all the inner formations in the castle were activated.

"The Goddess Twelve Branches are taking big action."

If the formation was arranged to protect the Goddess City and not strictly order all spiritual masters not to leave the city lord's palace, then there must be a secret operation.

Returning to the courtyard, Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door and saw Xiao Hei standing by the window, looking outside.

"The Goddess Twelve Branches are taking big action." Xiao Hei said with solemn eyes.

Zhang Ruochen didn't ask where it had been these past few days, but took out the basalt stone the size of a washbasin and said, "Help me look at the formation inscriptions on it. By the way, haven't you been bragging about how good your formation is?"

It’s amazing, now that your cultivation has been restored, have your formation attainments also been restored?”

Xiao Hei took the basalt stone and hummed like a peerless master: "The emperor's formation skills are not just a boast. In today's world... eh, how is that possible? Where did your basalt turtle shell come from?

Who carved the formation inscriptions on the turtle shell?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The hand of the world among formation masters!"

"Forged Lingfeng of the Goddess Twelve Squares?" Xiao Hei asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Have you heard of his name? Why, are you scared?"

"Are you scared? Haha, my emperor's martial arts may not be the best among the gods, but the way of formation is just a worldly thing, and I haven't taken it seriously yet." Xiao Hei looked up to the sky and laughed.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You said before that you can sweep everything under the divine realm, but the facts prove that you can't sweep down even a goddess city."

Xiao Hei leaned towards Zhang Ruochen's ear and asked in a low voice: "Isn't Ling Feng coming to the City Lord's Mansion?"

"It's in the city lord's mansion." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Farewell, I have not been here today."

Xiao Hei rushed out, ready to leave.

Zhang Ruochen said: "All the formations in the city lord's mansion have been activated. From now on, anyone who dares to leave will be shot without mercy."

Xiao Hei stopped, stepped back, closed the door tightly again, and said: "I have just recovered my cultivation, and I don't have the materials to refine the formations, so I haven't been able to refine a few powerful ones."

The formation is close by, otherwise I will go and fight Xuan Lingfeng in a one-on-one fight now."

"It doesn't matter, I have enough materials for you to refine the divine formation. The key is, are you strong enough?" Zhang Ruochen said with considerable wealth.

"Hey, the emperor is refining the formation. The more materials the better, just wait and see!"

Xiao Hei stared at the basalt shell fragment in his hand and exclaimed: "This is the formation inscription of a corner of the basalt sky-swallowing formation. Goddess Twelve Branches really made big moves. No wonder they sent envoys to contact Wujiang Pavilion."

"Xuanwu Sky Swallowing Formation? Contact Wujiang Pavilion?" Zhang Ruochen was surprised.

Xiao Hei pointed to the Xuanwu shell fragments and said: "Xuanwu swallows the sky, intending to kill gods."

"A divine formation?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Xiao Hei shook his head and said: "No matter how powerful Xin Lingfeng is, it is impossible to set up a divine formation. I guess that he just borrowed the power of Xuanwu to swallow the sky, and the level of the formation will definitely not reach the level of a divine formation."

"What does the Goddess Twelve Branches want to do? You can't deal with me! Do you want to deal with the monks of the Temple of Destiny?"

Zhang Ruochen just said something casually, and suddenly thought of an astonishing possibility. His face froze, he stared at Xiao Hei and said, "What did the envoy from the Goddess Twelve Squares talk about when they went to Wujiang Pavilion?"

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Chapter completed!