Master of Great Calamity

Bringing the gourd, Fang Yuan went back to the Wuchi National Ancestral Hall, felt the pool of thunder stones in the Qiankun bag, and looked at the water vein spirit swimming in the gourd. Fang Yuan was very satisfied. The combination of the two can completely allow him to cultivate a tyrannical and boundless thunder spirit, and the power is probably beyond his imagination. With these two, this trip is not in vain!

More importantly, although the harvest this time is not small, it has not violated my own heart.

While these many thoughts flashed through Fang Yuan's mind, Fang Yuan returned to the main hall. Now several hours have passed, but the main hall is still the same without any change. The two formation masters of Tianshumen are still restrained by the bronze mirror, trying their best to break the restriction behind the emperor's heart, but because of this, they are restrained by the emperor's heart, and they can't escape even if they want to escape...

Now, their mana is exhausted, their brows are covered with cold sweat, and their faces are paler than paper.

Seeing Fang Yuan, he smiled helplessly, flicked his fingers, and a thunderbolt hit him.

The two formation masters were hit by the thunder, their bodies trembled suddenly, they screamed at the top of their voices, and fell back and forth to the ground.

The connection with the emperor's heart mirror finally disappeared, and the body was free.

Being locked up by this bronze mirror, it is very difficult for him to break free, but only Fang Yuan, with his level of cultivation, can get rid of it by striking him with lightning.

What happened?

The two old masters seemed to wake up from a dream, and looked around in surprise, not knowing what happened.

This emperor's mind is weird!

Fang Yuan took a look at the emperor's heart, and said: This is the last restriction of the imperial mausoleum. If we want to take off this mirror, it will trigger a spiritual counterattack in the mirror and suppress our soul. If we can't get rid of it, we will stay here forever!

That day, the silver-haired old formation master of the pivot gate was shocked: How could this be?

Talking and wandering around: Where's the little prince? Where did he go?

Fang Yuan did not answer directly, but looked at a passage on the left side of the hall. There was a shallow footprint on the floating soil over there. It looked like a young man. From the perspective of a person who cultivated in the foundation realm, it was not difficult to estimate that it was left by the little prince.

See for yourself!

The black-haired array master suddenly changed his face slightly, hurried over and got into the passage.

Brother, you...

The silver-haired formation master was also taken aback, and hurriedly followed.

After a while, the two of them came back with extremely strange expressions on their faces, even a little scared.

Senior brother, why did the little prince escape from there?

The silver-haired formation master still couldn't figure it out, so he held back for a long while before asking a question.

The old black-haired formation teacher laughed wryly when he heard the words: Don't ask!

He looked at the silver-haired formation master and said in a low voice, Can't you see it now?

The silver-haired formation master was stunned for a while, and said: Brother, what do you mean...

The old black-haired master sighed deeply, and said: No one can say for sure about the affairs of the royal family. None of us know the real purpose of His Royal Highness entering the imperial mausoleum. Before that, the old man really thought that he wanted to use the emperor's heart book, but now thinking about it, he invited us to work for him. Why did he have to tell us how to use the emperor's heart book?

As he spoke, he let out a long sigh, looked into the depths of the hall, and said, Probably he has other things to do!

Seeing that the two of them could understand this, Fang Yuan was a little taken aback. Although it was just hindsight, he was not too stupid, so he smiled softly and said, In any case, he didn't really push us to a dead end!

The two formation masters looked at each other, and they were both a little thankful.

It was the silver-haired old man who suddenly said: But he promised us two thousand elves afterwards...

Fang Yuan couldn't speak after hearing the words...

He took back his reward, but the two formation masters didn't think about it.

It's good to be able to go back safely!

Fang Yuan didn't say any more, and walked out of the hall.

The two formation masters looked at each other and said nothing more.

From their point of view, they just came to accompany them for a walk, but this young formation master really worked hard to break through the formation. If everyone lost in the end, then this young formation master paid more than himself, and his mood suddenly became better.

Outside the main hall, Guan Ao was leaning on a big knife, squatting outside the hall gate, watching the white cat bullying Suanni to play through the stone bridge, so many things happened in the hall, he didn't know at all, and he didn't care, because Fang Yuan told him before entering the hall, let him stay outside the hall honestly, no matter what happened, he could not go in, and he faithfully obeyed Fang Yuan's words.

Thank you, Brother Bai...

After crossing the stone bridge, Fang Yuan walked up to the white cat and bowed slightly.

Meow...

The white cat gave Fang Yuan a slanted look, as if he was too lazy to speak, but when its eyes fell on the gourd behind Fang Yuan, its eyes suddenly lit up, and with a meow, it lightly jumped up and rushed towards the gourd.

Um?

Fang Yuan was slightly surprised, and hurriedly dodged to the side, hiding the gourd behind his back.

Meow……

The white cat squatted on the ground, looked up at Fang Yuan, and let out a dissatisfied cry.

When the silver-haired veteran teacher saw him, he laughed immediately: Mr. Fang Xiao, this person has taken a fancy to your fish, let's feed it!

Fang Yuan was slightly startled, glanced at the gourd on the back of his waist, and immediately understood.

He had kept this gourd in the Qiankun bag before, but now, he could no longer put it in the Qiankun bag.

The Qiankun bag can only hold things under a certain weight. The previous gourd was empty, so it could be put in it, but after it was filled with the water of the whole spiritual spring, its weight has reached a very terrifying level. If it is poured into a puddle, it may directly form a small lake. In this case, Fangyuan the gourd can only be tied around his waist.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this is just a translucent gourd with a fish in it. Although it looks like a novelty, they will not realize that it is something extraordinary, just like these two formation masters.

But this white cat can clearly see it, looking at its greedy face, isn't it just staring at the elf in the gourd?

This immediately made Fang Yuan gasp.

This water spirit is the key to my cultivation of water element thunder spirit. How could this white cat eat it, but this white cat has really helped me a lot, and I was a little embarrassed, so I had no choice but to hug it, and said with a wry smile: Brother Bai, this thing is very useful for my cultivation, but I can't give it to you. If you want to eat fish, I'll go to the lake to catch some fat ones for you...

The white cat looked at Fang Yuan indifferently, hating him for being petty.

Roar……

The 狻猊 next to it called out, eager to try.

It originally had a grudge against Fang Yuan for killing the master, and the white cat took a fancy to the fish, so it wanted to rush over to snatch it.

But the white cat suddenly turned its head, let out a low cry, and gave it a threatening look.

The suanni was startled, and obediently lay down, not daring to play tricks again, while the white cat looked back at the gourd on Fang Yuan's waist, and suddenly jumped onto Fang Yuan's shoulder with a swish, and lay down comfortably.

Forehead……

Fang Yuan was also taken aback, and reached out to protect his gourd.

But seeing that the cat was lying obediently on his shoulder, as if it was very comfortable there, it didn't snatch the fish.

Roar……

The 狻猊 couldn't understand it, and growled pitifully at the white cat.

Meow……

The white cat barked impatiently at it, as if telling it to shut up.

Then the paw patted Fang Yuan's shoulder, and the long tail slowly pointed forward.

You want to go out with me?

Fang Yuan was greatly surprised and asked with some surprise.

The white cat didn't even bother to talk about it, thinking that it wasn't obvious what he was doing?

Mr. Fang Xiao, it's a strange thing that such a beast is so miraculous that it wants to follow you...

The old black-haired teacher also saw the meaning of the white cat, but he didn't think that the white cat really fell in love with the fish. If he wanted to come to such a fetish, he couldn't catch any fish he wanted to eat, and he would be attracted by a green carp in the gourd. Now that he looked like this, he naturally recognized Fang Yuan as the master and wanted to leave here with Fang Yuan. He was envious and sighed sourly...

Is this confession?

Fang Yuan saw that the white cat seemed to be dozing lazily on his shoulder, but in his squinted eyes, there was always a glimpse of the gourd on his waist unconsciously, and he said suspiciously: It looks like it still wants to eat my fish...

Although I was still a little worried, but seeing that the white cat had already dozed off, it was hard to tell.

After all, this white cat has helped me a lot before and after. If it wants to follow me, it's not easy for me to reject people thousands of miles away, right?

Then... let's go out first...

Carefully protecting the gourd, Fang Yuan sighed and looked outside the ancestral hall.

Mr. Fang Xiao, what are your plans after leaving this mountain?

The black-haired veteran array teacher hesitated for a while, then asked Fang Yuan with a smile on his face.

The silver-haired old formation master also said: Why don't you come to Tianshu Gate with us as guests, so that we can learn some formation techniques from each other!

Let's go out and talk!

Fang Yuan was noncommittal and shook his head lightly.

The two veteran formation masters looked at each other, thinking how to trick Fang Yuan up the mountain.

In fact, this time they followed the little prince, their purpose has changed.

Before that, it was just to earn a few thousand taels of elves from the little prince, but later it was to get closer to Fang Yuan.

After all, this formation master is not very old, but his formation skills are not shallow, and now he is followed by such a god as the white cat. This ability is probably stronger than the ordinary Yiwen Great Formation Master. If he can be invited back to Tianshumen to be an elder or something, and with his help, the Tianshumen, which has always been not well-known, can have a foothold in Wuchi Kingdom or even Baxia State's formation formation sect...

Most importantly, the two of them felt that Fang Yuan was easy to talk to.

If you want to coax him to return to Tianshumen to be an elder, it shouldn't be difficult...