(Third Update)

The front hall of Mr. Su's courtyard house was extremely lively.

In addition to Mr. Su, the owner, and Lao Li, who often comes to drink wine, there are also the old man in Taoist robes, the middle-aged woman and the young man.

Song Xiao arrived a little later. He had just removed the magic circle, changed clothes, and simply washed up, which was somewhat delayed.

The formation flag, formation diagram, soul lantern and life lantern are all still there. They are generally damaged and can still be used.

The Nine Tribulations Needle was borrowed by Lao Li and would have to be handed over to Lao Li later for him to return it. Song Xiao decided to use some death honey as a reward.

Half of the soil remains untouched, while the other half is consumed as the formation moves.

After seeing Song Xiao, Lao Li and Mr. Su were feeling better.

The other three people who had never seen him were a little surprised. They probably didn't expect that the child that Shixian and Fusu both liked was so good-looking.

Of course, these people who have lived for a long time do not pay special attention to the skin. What they are most curious about...is what kind of formation this child has laid out.

Also, who is the person who took away the body?

It can make Lao Li and Mr. Su, who just experienced a big battle a few days ago, completely recover, and it can make the other three monks who have been fighting a lot in recent times greatly improve their cultivation.

The other party is at least an incarnation!

But in this human world...where did the transformation come from?

Lao Li didn't care about that. When he saw Song Xiao, he immediately waved: "Come here to clear up the confusion!"

Song Xiao politely bowed and thanked the people present.

Although it didn't seem to be of much help, when he was in danger, people came to support him without hesitation. This is a favor!

"Okay, okay, don't be polite. You will introduce me later. First, tell me, what kind of formation are you in?"

Lao Li was so impatient that he even forgot to get the wine from the shelf first and stared at Song Xiao questioningly.

Mr. Su and the other three people also looked at Song Xiao.

"Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation."

Song Xiao said with some embarrassment: "Weakened version..."

It was quiet in the living room.

Even Xiao Huang, who was about to come in to help bring tea and pour water, stood there with a dull look on his face.

Lao Li: "Nine Bends...Yellow River Formation?"

Mr. Su and others also had incredible looks in their eyes.

The old man in Taoist robe frowned and murmured: "That's not right... That kind of immortal formation was lost after becoming a god. Even in the Tianting Sutra Pavilion, there is no such thing at all..."

Mr. Su was silent for a long time and shook his head. He felt that this was most likely left by His Majesty Emperor Yan to Song Xiao.

Otherwise, it would be really hard to explain why a young man like Song Xiao could actually set up such a terrifying killing array.

Lao Li looked at Song Xiao: "That's not right... the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is a pure killing formation, specializing in cultivating powerful people. Why is there a refining magic formation in there?"

Song Xiao said: "The person who taught me the magic circle slightly modified it and said it was...waste utilization."

Everyone: "..."

What a great use of waste!

Taking advantage of them, the great monks who guarded the human world had their mouths full of oil.

"You asked me to borrow the Nine Tribulations Needle... just for this?" Old Li still looked at Song Xiao in disbelief, "All the formation diagrams and formation flags... were you made by yourself?"

Song Xiao nodded: "Yes, this is quite simple."

"Simple..." The middle-aged woman with a noble temperament somewhat broke her guard. Looking at the sincere expression on the handsome young man in front of her, she almost believed it if she hadn't been unable to learn it.

"Well, yes, once you have the method, these are not difficult. My master has taught me these basics since I was a child." Song Xiao said.

"May I ask who your respected master is?" the middle-aged woman looked curious.

"I don't know very well, he didn't tell me." This was not pleasant to say, and Song Xiao panicked a little.

"He must be an expert hermit. To be able to teach such a disciple... is amazing!" The middle-aged woman didn't ask much, but looked at Song Xiao with an extremely soft look.

Young and handsome, profound, powerful, sincere and polite.

What a good boy!

Seeing Lao Li talking about the Nine Tribulations Needle in front of these people, Song Xiao returned the Nine Tribulations Needles and said he would be grateful later.

Lao Li glanced at him and understood what Song Xiao was thinking, and said: "You don't need it, I have it."

At this time, the old man in Taoist robes took out a brass oil lamp from his body, which looked very ancient, and gave it to Song Xiao, saying: "This poor Taoist has received great benefits from my little friend in vain, so he cannot eat them in vain. This lamp... was once brilliant, but now

The weapon spirit is dead, and it can at most exert its initial power of refining the god. You may not be able to use it now, so keep it on your body and refining it from time to time. When you reach the realm of infant transformation, you can use it."

Song Xiao looked at Mr. Su and Lao Li.

Mr. Su nodded slightly, and Lao Li said directly: "It's not a good thing, just take it for you."

Song Xiao accepted it and thanked him politely.

Old Li said: "This old Taoist is a disciple of Chunyang Master and a disciple of Xie Yunliu. His Taoist name is Canghe. You can just call him Canghe Master."

Song Xiao was a little shocked. Although this was not the legendary Chunyang Master, his disciple... was also quite amazing!

But when you think about it, he even met and got to know Prince Fusu and Poet Immortal Li Bai very well, and seemed to be the direct descendant of Emperor Yan. Seeing these legendary characters again... well, it was still shocking!

"I've met the real Canghe!" Song Xiao saluted again.

"No gifts, no gifts, no need to be polite. Speaking of which, this time it was the poor Taoist who took advantage of you." Master Cang He had a good impression of Song Xiao and his attitude was very cordial.

Later, Lao Li introduced two other people to Song Xiao.

"This is Liu Zixin. He is not very old. He has already reached the realm of infant transformation before he is two hundred years old. He is considered a young leader among the group of people who guard the human world!"

Liu Zixin said with some embarrassment: "Master Bai, please don't dismiss me. In front of the young geniuses on the genius list, how can I, who have lived for almost two hundred years, have the shame to say that I am a young person? The best one is not even considered.

superior……"

As he spoke, he took out a small pagoda from his body, held it in the palm of his hand, looked at Song Xiao and said: "My cultivation years are still short, and I have nothing to gain. The only thing I have is this pagoda that I got when I entered the underground palace many years ago. I wonder if it is the pagoda that King Li Tian used to have."

But it should be a magic weapon that can be used to store objects, collect people, and suppress people. However, currently it can only be activated up to the level of transformed infant..."

Lao Li sighed: "They are also soulless things."

The small tower is very delicate, as if made of bronze, with nine floors in total.

At least in terms of appearance, this thing is definitely much better than that brass oil lamp.

"This is too expensive..." The key point is that Liu Zixin said it pitifully. He had nothing but this thing... Song Xiao was a little unbearable.

No matter how you say it, Canghe Zhenren is also the disciple of Chunyang Immortal. There should be a lot of good things, and the pressure to put them away is not that great.

Liu Zixin smiled and said: "My little friend, you misunderstood me. I feel that such a thing is a little hard to get, but there is really nothing better. No matter how good the magic weapon is, it must be in the hands of the right person, otherwise it will be a piece of waste."

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Mr. Su said from the side: "Take it."

Song Xiao accepted it and thanked her seriously.

Lao Li finally introduced this middle-aged woman with noble temperament. Before she could speak, the middle-aged woman looked at Song Xiao and smiled slightly: "I have Guan Wan'er..."

Song Xiao: "..."

Sister, your grave has been dug up!

There is a living person in front of me, absolutely nothing wrong with him!

He trusts his own eyes.

Seeing Song Xiao's dull expression, Lao Li smiled and said, "Don't be too surprised, she was not the one who died back then."

Shangguan Wan'er smiled at Song Xiao, and without saying anything, she also took out a brightly colored, colorful glazed... chariot.

Seeing this object, everyone present except Song Xiao was slightly stunned.

Mr. Su frowned slightly and looked at Shangguan Wan'er: "Xiao Wan, this...isn't appropriate for you?"

Shangguan Wan'er chuckled softly: "Why is it inappropriate? I like this child and it is pleasing to the eye. This thing in my hand will not have much use. At least it can be used as a transportation tool for him."

He winked at Song Xiao and said, "Use this when you are running away, it will be quick! Even ordinary forbidden places cannot seal it."

Mr. Su said: "Thank you quickly, Senior Wan'er!"

Lao Li also said almost at the same time: "Thank you quickly, sister Wan'er!"

Shangguan Wan'er chuckled: "Xiao Bai can still talk!"

Lao Li chuckled and said, "Sister Wan'er is naturally beautiful. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to call her a senior? What are you doing here, brat? Hurry up and say thank you! This is a real artifact!"

Shangguan Wan'er directly put the thing into Song Xiao's hand and said: "Take it, don't listen to them, whether it is a magical weapon or an immortal weapon, any magic weapon is a tool. Only when it is placed in the hands of the right person, they are treasures."

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Song Xiao looked at Mr. Su and then at Lao Li. Lao Li didn't say anything. Even Mr. Su looked at the colorful chariot in his hand with a hint of emotion.
To be continued...