I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

Taoist Ziyang gave them the idea that "all living beings are equal". No matter how rich they were, they could not afford to pay such a toll.

Therefore, only the strongest ones, or those with special means, were allowed to continue to follow.

The remaining people all stayed on the Luxing Shenzhou.

In addition, Tai Gongqi, who is the master of the Formation Dao, also came in.

But he was not at the front, but at the end.

After confirming to him that the restrictions in this forbidden area were difficult for even the Formation Master to break, An Xian and the others no longer bothered to pretend, and left the old man behind after apologizing.

Not long after, their screams were heard.

"Damn it! This compass must be filled with divine gold!"

"Why do you just miss it every time?!"

"I just don't believe it today——"

"A bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves."

Seeing the group of people disappearing quickly, the old man slowly took out a cane and walked slowly on this mysterious land.

The tall and short peaks, intertwined pavilions and palaces, and the ubiquitous rays of light on the avenue seemed to be unable to stop his steps.

There was an indescribable brilliance shining in a pair of turbid old eyes.

The old man, who was originally listless and uninterested in anything, seemed to cheer up at this time. Every time the crutch touched the ground, he would move thousands of feet away among the countless restricted formations.

Even those space mazes that easily trapped several demigods could not have much impact on him.

"Hey...this old man!"

By the time Feng Xia discovered it, Taigong had already approached the foot of the second peak.

And on the top of the second peak is the tomb of Guangling Sanren.

"Weird, weird! He actually broke through so many restrictions quietly! If I hadn't discovered it early enough, he would have been in a state of no one!"

"In other words, he is actually capable of breaking my restrictions. Why did he say he was powerless to those people before?"

Seeing the old man approaching unhurriedly, Feng Xia frowned involuntarily, her eyes constantly scanning Taigong Qi's body.

And the uncontrollable astonishment he showed when he first saw the Qianqiu Valley Mountain Gate...

And why are you so surprised?

"Look again...well, observe again!"

In a moment, Feng Xia came to a conclusion: "Although he can break most of the restrictions, it is not difficult for me to kill him. If he dares to mess around... huh? He actually started hiking to climb the mountain!"

After arriving at the foot of the second peak, Taigong stopped using the technique of moving.

He took a slight breath, then used the crutches as a hiking stick, and climbed the second peak on foot, step by step, without even using his magic power!

Taigong Qi's cultivation level was not high, he was already quite old, and his body's energy and blood were seriously withered.

Without activating magical powers, climbing the second peak with only the physical body is actually quite strenuous.

This was indeed beyond Feng Xia's expectation.

"I thought he had also betrayed Guangling Sanren, but now it seems that he has something hidden? Wait a minute!" Feng Xia suddenly recalled something, "Guangling Sanren is proficient in the avenue of space, but not good at formations, so before There must be someone secretly helping him in the killing array in that secret land!"

The restrictions inside and outside the secret land are roughly composed of two parts.

Part of it is the power of the secret soil itself, which separates it from the Yangkong Daze in the outside world, making it a small independent world that is not affected by the Yangkong Daze.

This part of the power exists naturally.

The remaining killing formations should have been arranged by latecomers.

"I ignored such an obvious problem!" Feng Xia shook her head in confusion, "It's true that there was nothing I could do about it. I was just trying to hide from that mysterious young man."

Looking back now, the answer is very obvious.

"It turns out that this old man also participated in digging the hole, so when he saw the mountain gate I built, he was not shocked but shocked. After entering this place, he went straight to the direction of the second peak. "

You must know that after the second peak was completely formed, the location of Guangling Sanren's tombstone and the location of the Huntian Fruit Tree had actually been separated by Fengxia.

The place where Bu Shengyan and others went was not in the same direction as the second peak.

However, Taigong Chu found him accurately!

This shows that from the very beginning, this old man knew that the Guangling San people were here, and even had a certain method to directly locate the Guangling San people!

"Two old foxes..."

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Chapter 0844

Chapter 842 Grave Sweeper

"Huhuhu..."

With the current physical strength of Etaigong, when he reached the top of the second peak, he was already panting and sweating all over his body.

The old man was breathing heavily, and his originally pale complexion actually looked rosier now.

However, he obviously didn't care about his own image. After taking a deep breath, he couldn't wait to look at the highest point of the mountain and his original target.

Then he saw a lifeless tomb.

As if he had been struck by lightning on a sunny day, the old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and his whole person froze there.

I don't know how long it took, but he walked forward quickly, his eyes like a torch, and he glanced at the stone tablet in front of the tomb, and his body trembled uncontrollably again.

"Li Sizhu is buried here...hehe..."

"If you have anything to ask...please tap the tombstone three times...and leave a message on my grave..."

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho...Old guy...you're at ease now that you're dead... ho ho ho..."

This well-known Formation Divine Master in the outside world, with an extremely high status, was beating his chest and bursting into laughter at this moment. He laughed and cried, laughing until he cried and his voice was hoarse.

The two people are actually very similar in temperament, both want to pursue freedom and ease.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the two got to know each other and developed a friendship that lasted for thousands of years. Even after death, they could trust each other with everything.

However, Taigong became even more obsessed with the Tao of Formation and knew nothing about external affairs. If it weren't for the help of Guangling Sanren, he wouldn't even have a Taoist partner.

In comparison, Guangling San people are much smoother in their dealings with others.

He single-handedly built the current Guangling Pavilion, and also erected an invisible protective wall, allowing Taigong to study the formation with peace of mind, without having to pay attention to the turmoil of worldly affairs.

——However, he was also caught up in these mundane things.

It wasn't until he died that he finally broke free.

Smiling, Taigong seemed to be tired of laughing. He sat down unsteadily next to the tombstone, took out a wine jar, and broke the seal on the mouth of the jar.

The fragrant and rich aroma of wine fills the air, intoxicating the soul.

The old man has not drank for many years. In order to study the formation and exhaust every change of the formation, he must always keep his consciousness clear, so he gave up drinking a long time ago.

The jar of wine next to him is his last collection and has been preserved for many years.

He was extremely drunk, leaned against the tombstone like mud, and fell into a deep sleep, just like when he first met his best friend.

At that time, Guangling San people were still called Li Sizhu.

"It turns out there is such a twisty story."

As a bystander, Feng Xia couldn't help but smack her lips: "Thousands of years of friendship is really a scary number..."

As time goes by, although Bu Shengyan and others have made some progress, overall, the progress is almost equivalent to nothing.

Because at every next intersection, the compass of destiny will appear!

When the compass turns, everything is in vain.

No matter how they activate their magical powers or secret treasures, they still cannot withstand the power of the compass. As long as they turn in the wrong direction, they will be sucked into the wrong path.

At this time in the original plan, they should have arrived at the Huntian Fruit Tree and even started the final fight.

What's the result now?

Not even halfway through the race!

At this time, they had more or less made some guesses.

"Lord of the Forbidden Land!"

"senior!"

Some of them shouted with all their strength: "Senior is the lord of the forbidden land. His origins are astonishing and his status is high. Why should he be the same as the rest of us!"

No matter how you look at it, this Lord of the Forbidden Land is full of bad taste.

The existence of the Destiny Compass did not seek benefits from them as before. Its only effect was to make them feel extremely sick!

To put it simply, it's just for fun.

If we continue to struggle like this, who knows how long it will take?

This seemingly endless cycle must stop!

The moment the words fell, they clearly felt a vague aura in the void in front of them. This made everyone shake. After such a long delay, the Lord of the Forbidden Land finally wanted to Did you show up?