This is also thanks to Fu Tian being the top weapon refiner in the mainland, otherwise others, such as Fei Hong and others, would not even be sure that the repair could be successful.

"Five days should be enough." Qin Cheng thought for a moment.

In fact, I was worried about something going wrong before, so when I brought out Dai Hui and others, I left a little advance notice and didn't say anything.

And now these people have no doubts about their identity or what they are doing, so it should be no problem to extend it for an extra day or two.

But now, Qin Cheng must leave the formation first to send the spiritual ore that Futian lacks.

Because he was worried about the lack of dragon spirits, he needed to give Fu Tian some more golden spirit beads.

Fortunately, I had enough reserves on hand, so this aspect did not become a constraint.

"Okay everyone, let's take a break for the next time. You can reduce the spiritual energy infusion by half and take turns to rest, but don't leave too far away from here. I will come back immediately after I have sorted out the energy of enlightenment."

Qin Cheng opened his eyes, dispersed the white mist of the formation, and said lightly.

Because of the new situation of the Yueyang Sword, the refining of Futian's side has also stopped, so Qin Cheng is not worried about what will be exposed if everyone's consciousness is dispersed.

After leaving these words, Qin Cheng stood up and left without telling everyone where he was going.

"You guys stay here, I'll go back to the sect and take a look."

When Dai Hui saw Qin Cheng leaving, he thought about it, arranged for others to continue maintaining the formation, and left the place.

Although everything seemed safe, he was still a little worried about the situation within the Hengshan Sect.

After all, the token's sound transmission is not completely safe. If the opponent attacks quickly enough, the Fusion Realm monk may not even have a chance to transmit the sound.

However, when he returned to the sect, he found the monks who were responsible for guarding the surroundings and asked them about it. Dai Hui breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything was as usual, the formation did not change at all, and the few monks showed no signs of being hit.

Thinking about it carefully, I may have thought too much because of the bombing of the treasure house a few days ago.

With the formation left by Mr. Xiong still there, the treasure house has been emptied by himself, so how could there be so many people trying to break into their sect.

Knowing this, Dai Hui hurriedly turned around and walked towards the valley, fearing that he would delay Qin Cheng's affairs.

During this time, Qin Cheng also turned around and sneaked into the treasure house after flying out.

Right here, Futian's weapon refining temporarily came to a standstill, while Qin Cheng and Dai Hui both entered the Hengshan Sect.

The back mountain of the Blood Bear Sect is a quiet and quiet place.

A Taoist temple stands among them.

The Taoist temple is surrounded by bamboo trees, and the green bamboos grow luxuriantly and are full of vitality.

Occasionally, the breeze blows by, and the waves of forest waves do not sound noisy, but are very pleasant and comfortable.

The location of this Taoist temple is the residence specially arranged by the Blood Bear Sect Master for Taoist Longhu.

Taoist Longhu is not forced to live in the Blood Bear Sect, and no monks are arranged to monitor and guard, giving Taoist Longhu absolute freedom and peace.

On weekdays, the Blood Bear Sect also prohibits monks from disturbing Taoists, so that Taoist Longhu can practice deductions here with peace of mind.

At this moment, the peace outside the Taoist temple was broken.

Xiong Xuan, who looked gloomy, stepped on the stone steps, crushed the fallen leaves on the bluestone, and walked into the Taoist temple step by step.

The quiet place behind the Taoist temple is a place that Xiong Xuan is not qualified to set foot in, but Xiong Xuan is qualified to enter the palace in front.

At this time, in the palace, a young Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on a futon, meditating in a huge Bagua array.

There was misty green smoke all around, coupled with the sound of chanting scriptures coming from nowhere, and the handsome face of the young man under the broad and luxurious Taoist robes, he looked like an immortal who was really comprehending the way of heaven and earth.

Seeing Xiong Xuan walk in, the young Taoist opened his eyes and smiled softly.

"Mr. Xiong, why don't I just transmit the results of the deduction to you directly? Why do you need to come here in person?"

As he spoke, the young man waved his hand, and a futon flew out and landed at Xiong Xuan's feet.

There are no tables and chairs in the Enlightenment Hall. Anyone who comes in must sit on the futon and talk.

But Xiong Xuan was obviously not in the mood to sit down and chat with Qing.

He waved his hand and said, "Yan Song, can you find out where that guy is now?"

"It's almost time, there shouldn't be any problems."

When young Yan Song saw Xiong Xuan refusing to sit down, he shook his head and stood up.

"You sent a message to me a few days ago, asking me to sacrifice the corresponding items first, and then investigate directly when I come back. It won't take too long."

"I'm just in the early stage of transcending the tribulation realm. I don't know who it is that makes you care so much." Yan Song said with great interest.

"Is it a beauty or an enemy?"

"Yan Song, aren't you good at divination? Why do you need to ask me? You can figure it out just by doing the calculations."

Xiong Xuan hummed and was too lazy to answer.

"Haha, I don't need to make any calculations. I can tell from your expression that she is either a beauty or an enemy. But if this person angers you so much, I'm afraid you will be in trouble next time."

"Just in time, the disk is open, let me see where the person you are looking for is."

On the side of the main hall, a formation plate held by a tortoise shell suddenly disappeared. Yan Song grinned, showing his white teeth, and walked over.

Xiong Xuan's expression moved and he also walked to the side.

Next, he watched Yan Song use a secret method to open the tortoise shell and take out eighteen overturned animal bones.

Then Yan Song muttered something, seemingly trying to figure out something based on the direction and position of the animal bones.

Xiong Xuan didn't feel much curiosity about this. On the contrary, he had become accustomed to this set of actions.

Among the three young masters of the Blood Bear Sect and the Xiong family, the one Yan Song saw the most was either the other two or Xiong Xuan.

Because the eldest son is arrogant and tough, and the second son is low-key and reserved, they rarely come to Taoist temples.

Only Xiong Xuan, after meeting a beautiful woman, would go to Yan Song to investigate, and when he met someone he wanted to kill, he would also go to Yan Song to investigate. In fact, the relationship between the two was more familiar.

"The location is out, right here."

After Yan Song finished the deduction, he took out his pen and ink, clicked somewhere on the map of the Demonic Mountains, then spread out the paper and drew the specific location with his pen.

"Just give me your spiritual consciousness, why bother?"

Seeing Yan Song draw a valley bit by bit, Xiong Xuan frowned.

He knew that what Yan Song had deduced was not just a simple point.

The fact that he was able to draw it shows that what Yan Song saw was a secondary picture.

This can be transmitted as a filament of spiritual consciousness, but Yan Song has to pick up the brush and paint every time.

"This is a rule left by our master, we can't break it."

After putting down the pen, Yan Song smiled, blew on the paper, and handed it to Xiong Xuan.

"The Hengshan Sect seems to be a sect under the Moyun Sect."

After looking at the valley and putting it away, Xiong Xuan looked at the map and found the specific location.

Immediately, a cold murderous intent flashed across Xiong Xuan's face.
Chapter completed!