Stunning beauty

The night is slightly cool.

In the room with beating lights, Li Ziye took a box of chess pieces and quickly dropped them one after another on the chessboard, but he was not playing chess, but setting up a formation.

Gossip back to the sky, the world, second only to the super magic circle of the extreme nine.

If the formation of six lines is the limit of a person, then the formation of seven stars breaking the limit is a magic formation that exceeds the limit. Even Li Ziye, a magician like Li Ziye, needs careful preparation before he can use it.

And the eight trigrams returning to the sky above the seven-star breaking pole is no longer a magic circle that can be used by one person. It can only be used with the cooperation of many people.

There are eight directions in the gossip formation, each of which needs a master of magic skills to sit in the command, and above the Kyushu, there are not even eight people who can be called masters of magic skills.

It is precisely because of this that the gossip Huitian array has not appeared for thousands of years.

Even if there is a formation method, it can't be used.

"Qiantian (Ze) belongs to gold, Kun (Di) Gen (Mountain) belongs to soil, Zhen (Lei) Xun (Wind) belongs to wood, Kan (Shui) belongs to water, Lihuo (fire) belongs to fire."

Li Ziye looked at the gossip direction on the table, his eyes flashed with thoughts.

For the Eight Diagrams Array, not only the ability of spells, but also the attributes of martial arts need to be considered.

Originally, if the suzerains of the last four sects could join the formation, it would be enough to gossip and return to the heavenly formation, and there would even be surplus money.

It never occurred to me that the four of them were all clubs and were not proficient in magic, so they could only be replaced.

The Heavenly Maiden, the Queen of Witches, and the Confucian scholar, these are the three candidates he is most assured of, and the positions are relatively easy to determine.

Little Red Riding Hood and Little Monk are absolute geniuses belonging to the younger generation. They know everything and are proficient in everything, and they will not hold back.

He himself can take the top position in any position, and he can decide at the end, so there is no rush.

Now, the hardest part is identifying the last two candidates.

"Why, still can't decide on the candidate?"

At this moment, outside the room, Tantai Jingyue stepped in and asked.

At the table, Li Ziye was startled when he heard a voice suddenly appearing behind him. He turned his head to look at the mad woman walking behind, and said with a wry smile, "Goddess, why didn't you knock on the door?"

"You didn't close the door, why should I knock?"

Tantai Jingyue responded, stepped forward, looked at the gossip array formed by black and white stones on the table, and asked, "Which position am I?"

"Dry position."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "It's God's job, this is the most important position, Goddess, let's see how much I trust you."

"Who is Kunwei?" Tantai Jingyue asked.

"Temporary appointment of Confucian scholar Zhang Zun."

Li Ziye replied, "However, I'm not sure."

"You gave up the two most important positions, Qian and Kun?"

Tantai Jingyue asked in surprise, "Then where do you sit?"

"Shake position."

Li Ziye responded with a smile, "Shock as thunder, isn't it suitable for me?"

"You really know how to choose a position."

Tantai Jingyue said mockingly, "Who can take this poor position, are you trying to be lazy?"

"Uh."

Li Ziye showed embarrassment on his face, and replied, "This is the decision for the time being, if there is a more suitable candidate, we will change."

"To be serious, do you think the current combat power is enough?"

Tantai Jingyue stared at the young man in front of her, and said seriously, "You have personally experienced a battle at the level of a god, and you should be the most touched."

Hearing this, Li Ziye fell silent for a long time, sighed softly, shook his head, and replied, "Not enough."

The realm of the gods and the realm of the gods are two completely different realms.

For thousands of years, a large number of great practitioners of the five realms appeared in every era, but there were almost none in the realm of the gods.

This is the difference!

"At the beginning, when I inherited the inheritance of Changshengtian, I experienced the power of the divine realm up close. To be honest, I don't think that our current combat power can seal the divine realm of the underworld."

Tantai Jingyue said seriously, "I didn't say these words when I was in Suzaku Temple, because I didn't want everyone's hard-won confidence. However, as a helper of the alliance, you must be able to clearly evaluate There is a gap in strength between the two sides, otherwise, these people in the Vermillion Bird Sect might all be lost in it."

"I understand the worry of the goddess."

Li Ziye nodded and replied, "It's just that there is no turning back when we shoot the bow. We have no choice and no way out."

"Be prepared to fail."

Tantai Jingyue reminded, "Although I don't want to see this result, I still have to prepare for the worst."

The seal failed, the underworld appeared, and Nanling was wiped out!

"We cannot afford the worst outcome."

Li Ziye returned the chess pieces on the table one by one, looked away, looked at the person in front of him, and asked, "Goddess, if you were you, would you be willing to sacrifice yourself for the sake of all living beings?"

"not now."

Tantai Jingyue resolutely vetoed it, and replied, "I still have a lot of things to do."

Speaking of this, Tantai Jingyue paused, and continued, "If the Netherland comes out, I will immediately return to the Central Plains, lead the Mobei army back to Baidi City, build the Great Wall at any cost, and seal the sixteen northern states forever For the communication with the south of Baidi City, Mr. Li, after the fall of Nanling, the next one will be the Central Plains, if the people in the Nanling area are all white-eyed, how long will the Central Plains be able to resist?"

"The saint is dead."

Li Ziye was silent, and after a while, he uttered three words weakly, and said softly, "The cold night is here."

"good."

Tantai Jingyue nodded, and said, "The Confucian leader, for the sake of the people in Nanling, may take action. By then, the Confucian leader will run out of life, and the cold night will come earlier."

"The battle of life and death, the autumn of survival."

Li Ziye got up, looked to the west through the window, and murmured, "So, if he can come, it's the best result."

at the same time.

In the Western Regions, in front of the towering Heavenly Mandate Hall, a thin figure with a delicate face appeared, and walked up to the temple step by step, surrounded by the temple knights, who dared not be careless.

Soon, that beautiful figure walked into the temple, and looked at the scholar on the temple, with a look of panic.

"The Li family."

On the divine seat, the scholar looked at the one-armed girl below, showed admiration on his face, and said, "Not bad."

"Hallmaster, this is the letter my young master asked me to bring to the Hallmaster."

Qingtan took out a letter from his bosom, handed it over, and said calmly, "Young Master said, this is the best time to win people's hearts for the Temple of Heavenly Mandate, as long as the Lord of the Hall is willing to help the world seal that Netherland, then , the Hall Master will win the hearts of the world and become the second sage in the world to be admired by the world after the Confucian leader."

The scholar had heard the words of the girl below, smiled lightly, and asked, "Is there any? Does my junior think that such empty words can move me?"

"Also, the young master said that he won't live for another year."

Qing Tan stared at the scholar on the throne, and said seriously, "Could it be that the Palace Master doesn't want to personally verify whether this is true or not?"