Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

"What? What is the Ancestral Witch Divine Coffin?"

"The entire ancestral witch clan is here to protect the ancestral witch's coffin."

"The ancestral witch's coffin is also the most valuable thing among the ancestral witch's relics?"

"Hehe... I advise you kid not to think about the coffin of the ancestral witch god. Inside is the witch ancestor who is comparable to a god."

"The ancestral witch clan actually had a spirit transformation?" Zhang Xuan couldn't believe it.

I heard the elders of the two clans mentioned before that the Ancestral Witch clan had the existence of Nascent Soul, which was surprising enough. I didn’t expect that the Ancestral Witch also had a god-level figure like the Witch Ancestor.

"Yes, it's a pity that the witch ancestor lost his true body in the sea of ​​witches." The old oil man said after taking a sip of wine.

"died?"

"You can say you are dead, you can also say you are still alive."

Henry Zhang felt that the old oil man's words were confusing. Not only did he not solve Henry Zhang's doubts, but they also made him more confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I only saw it on some inscriptions in the ancestral witch ruins. I don't know exactly what happened." The old oily man shook his head and said.

"Then tell me first, what do we need to prepare before we enter the ancestral witch ruins?"

"We need forty people who are good at singing and dancing."

Upon hearing what the old oil man said, Henry Zhang felt even more dizzy.

"Able to sing and dance? What does this have to do with us entering the ancestral witch ruins?"

"Have you ever heard of Dancing into the Other Shore?"

"Have not heard."

"To enter the ancestral witch mountain inside, forty people need to dance the dance of the ancestral witches, and then the Boogie Boat will come to meet them, otherwise they will not be able to enter."

"We don't know how to dance the ancestral witches either!"

"I teach you."

"Hahaha... I forgot that the old oily senior has entered this ancestral witch ruins."

"Forty people are no problem. The dung-picking team has been formed, and there are exactly forty people."

"Let's go then."

"Where?"

"The ruins of the ancestral witch."

"Just prepare forty people? Don't you want to prepare anything else?"

"The dangers in the ruins of the ancestral witch are ever-changing. How can we consider them all carefully? Do you want to prepare diapers for you?"

"Then... that's not necessary. Senior, please wait a moment. I'll call the people from the dung-picking team over." After saying this, Henry Zhang was about to leave.

"Slow down -" the old oil man shouted.

"What else is there to do, senior?"

"Actually, the most important thing to prepare is to say goodbye to your loved ones, give you a day, and set off tomorrow."

The old oily man took another sip of wine and closed his eyes drunkenly.

Forty members of the scavenger squad were called in.

"Temple Master, are you taking action again?" Zhang Dawu asked with a happy face.

Henry Zhang nodded slightly.

"Great, we have been waiting for a long time." Zhang Dawu's face became even more joyful.

"This trip is dangerous. We are going to the ruins of the ancestral witch."

"I have readjusted the Xuanwei strangulation formation. The power it exerts now is 30% more powerful than the original formation."

"Really?" Henry Zhang couldn't believe it.

It would be great if Zhang Dawu adjusted the Xuanwei strangulation formation to restore it to its original power. It could actually surpass the original formation. How is it possible?

"It's true. I have added more than a dozen formation flags. Now the Xuanwei strangulation formation under the forty formation flags will make even the late first-order monsters suffer."

"Did you patch it up? The formation patterns on the formation flag are complicated and form a system of their own. It's not like you can just pick up a few formation flags and patch it up."

"I don't know much about the formation. I just look at the gourd and draw the scoop, and add more than a dozen other formation flags. It will indeed have a good effect."

"Really? Let me see."

He admitted that Zhang Dawu did have some talent for formations, but as he said, he could refine the formation pattern on the formation flag just by looking at the gourd and drawing.

Henry Zhang still didn’t believe it.

However, when he saw forty formation flags.

It was found that these formations came from the same vein and were connected to each other.

He now understands the refining method of the first-level low-grade spiritual formation.

With the twelve Tianyin Tu indoctrination, he understood the basics of the formation.

The formation patterns on these repaired formation flags echo each other and are perfect.

"Da Wu, are you really the one who refined these formation patterns?" Henry Zhang was still in disbelief.

This is too genius.

With the help of Dao Tu, he can only refine the first-level low-grade formation.

As for Zhang Dawu, he improved the first-order mid-level formation right away.

"I did it, is there any problem?" Zhang Dawu asked, scratching the back of his head.

Henry Zhang looked at Zhang Dawu for a moment, like looking at a monster.

He then took out a stone and drew a corner of the remaining pattern of the Demonic Prison Array that he had obtained in the belly of the third-level barrier beast.

At that time, the Twelve Heavenly Sounds Diagram had swallowed up a corner of the remaining patterns of the Demonic Prison Array, but he could still remember roughly 30% of it.

When he drew the formation pattern, he found that he could only draw 10% of it.

"Dawu, look at this formation pattern. Do you have any clues?" Zhang Xuan handed Zhang Dawu the stone with the residual pattern.

Zhang Dawu looked at the formation patterns on the stone and remained motionless.

Suddenly, Henry Zhang felt that the spiritual power in Zhang Dawu was being consumed rapidly.

But Zhang Dawu seemed to be possessed by a demon, and kept staring at the formation pattern in his hand.

"Dawu..." Henry Zhang shouted loudly.

At this time, Zhang Dawu suddenly woke up, his face turned pale, and his spiritual power was exhausted.

Henry Zhang handed a rejuvenation pill to Zhang Dawu and took it.

After taking the Qi-Reviving Pill, Zhang Dawu's complexion improved slightly.

"Dawu, what happened to you just now?" Henry Zhang asked.

"I don't know either. When I saw this formation, it seemed like it was moving and growing. Finally, it was filled with 12 stone tablets."

"what……"

Henry Zhang's mood at this time can no longer be described as shocked, it is simply horrified.

Just by looking at a corner of the residual pattern, one can actually deduce the texture of the entire array pattern.

This is too evil and evil.

"Is it a problem with the residual marks?" Henry Zhang doubted.

He handed the stone with residual patterns to several other members of the dung-picking team.

However, no one saw anything.

"It's not a matter of residual marks. Now it seems that Zhang Dawu is indeed a peerless genius in formations!"

Henry Zhang looked at Zhang Dawu and smiled as if he had discovered a treasure.

Zhang Dawu scratched the back of his head and asked doubtfully: "Temple Master, what's wrong with you? It makes me feel a little scared."

"Dawu, you are proficient in formations. Don't let anyone know except me." Zhang Xuan said to Zhang Dawu vigilantly.

If such a monster formation genius were to be known to the Qingyun Sect, he would most likely be captured as a formation slave and become the Qingyun Sect's formation refining tool for the rest of his life.

He must protect this secret weapon.

"Temple Master, I don't know much about it, but don't worry, I will keep a low profile."

"Dawu, in Waiji, you can choose a cave to practice."

Henry Zhang saw the potential in Zhang Dawu and decided to invest heavily.

Now Zhang Dawu is only at the second level of Qi Refining. If he can be helped to grow up, Zhang Dawu will probably become the greatest help to the formation.

"Temple Master, but I didn't make any contribution..." Zhang Dawu certainly knew how precious the cave was. He didn't know why the temple master rewarded him with such a precious thing.

"Well... you formed a dung-picking team, which is a great achievement." Henry Zhang said vaguely.

"Thank you, temple master." Zhang Dawu said solemnly.