As the supervisors became serious, the project was very fast, not only with speed, but also with quality. From midnight to midnight, it was noisy until four in the morning, all the places were completed, and the housekeeper took the workers to have dinner.

In the country that has broken through the four old ones, some mysterious things cannot be placed on the table. Although everyone knows it in their hearts, they cannot be said. So this time, Qian Wantong only told these workers that the drainage system was renovated. As for why they had to be selected at midnight, and they had to be repaired according to a certain standard, as long as the owner's strange habit.

With a well-connected pipeline network, Xuan Qi held two packets of gold and powder, and carried three packets of silver sand on his body, and walked along the ditch outside the pavilion. Qian Wantong followed Xuan Qi, holding twelve extra-large pearls in his hand.

When he reached the starting point, he was next to the doorman. Xuan Qi grabbed the gold powder with his left hand and silver sand with his right hand. The true energy around him trembled, and his palm turned into hot and hot, and the gold powder and silver sand melted, turning into liquid and falling into the ditches. While walking, the gold and silver liquid flowed. When he reached the deep pit, Xuan Qi drew the array eye in the deep pit, using the land as paper, gold and silver liquid as ink, and his hands as the pen. Xuan Qi's practice of calligraphy these days was remarkable. He splashed ink and splashed ink, and he finished the array eye in a short time.

Qian Wantong's eyes almost didn't get out of the frame. She looked at the golden and silver liquid rolling between Xuan Qi's fingers. It was still powdery just now, but now it melted into liquid. How high is the temperature in Xuan Qi's hand?

Unable to let Qian Wantong think too much, Xuan Qi coughed heavily. Qian Wantong immediately took out a pearl from her pocket and put it in the middle of the gold and silver liquid very carefully. Then he followed Xuan Qi towards the second array eye.

After gold, powder and silver sand are turned into liquid, they become patterns that transmit spiritual energy in the formation. The array eye is the node that absorbs spiritual energy. If you can look down at the digging land from a high altitude, you will find that the entire array is centered on the garden pavilion, like a spider web. Each important place has a array eye, no more or less, and exactly twelve numbers that meet the cycle of heaven.

The golden sand and silver powder were quickly used up, and Xuan Qi carried four bags of them on his back. In order to carve the entire magic circle, a total of twenty bags of golden sand and twenty bags of silver powder were prepared. In some places, there were beads and greens. In order to change Feng Shui, some places even put ancient jades on two sides of spiritual communication to filter out miscellaneous air to absorb spiritual energy.

From four in the morning to six in the morning, a trace of white fish belly has risen in the east, and dawn is about to break out. Xuan Qi couldn't help but be anxious. If the first ray of sunlight shines on the earth and cannot fully arrange the magic circle, it would be that the night's work was wasted.

So Xuan Qi took bigger steps and his pace also wider. He kept drawing the speed of the gold, powder, silver and sand liquid to form the magic circle, which became faster and faster as his palms became proficient.

Qian Wantong followed Xuan Qi's pace and was sweating heavily for a moment. As the sweat gushed, surprise flashed in Qian Wantong's eyes, why did she just feel tired and not breathless and unable to breathe? Could it be that her body has been healed? Is it true that her body is much younger than before.

As the twelve pearls were thrown into the array's eyes, the gold, pink and silver sand were also used by Xuan Qi. Xuan Qi said to Qian Wantong: "Go and ask the workers to bury the dug up place, I'll activate the magic circle."

Looking at Qian Wantong's back, Xuan Qi raised his foot and walked into the pavilion. Looking at Wumo's night, Xuan Qi realized that there was not much time left, so he reached out to press the table, and five spirit stones appeared on the stone table.

Xuan Qi's body rotates, and the Qi-Ping Realm's martial arts are vast. As the breath turns, five spirit stones float in the air. Xuan Qi narrows his eyes slightly, pinchs his hands into magic tricks, his five fingers are like hooks, and the true energy is like a vine, constantly whipping at the spirit stones in the air. The thick lines are twisted like dragons and snakes, and are written into the spirit stones one by one, gathering into magic circles.

Xuan Qi took a deep breath and his chest and abdomen became obviously swelling. As the body density increased, the expansion amplitude was also mentioned, and the flexibility also increased under large density. The qi and blood in the body swelled, and the true qi roared like the wind.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom, and then the spirit stone slowly rotated in the void. Xuan Qi stepped on the five elements, hit the central palace with his hand, grabbed a fire-attributed spirit stone, and pressed it towards the fire palace. Ripples appeared in the void, and the empty mid-air actually ripples were shaking like the water surface.

"Wood produces fire" As the fire spirit stone was pressed into the void, Xuan Qi grabbed the wood-attributed spirit stone and pressed it to the fire-attributed spirit stone. The void ripples surged, as if he was struggling to rebel.

"Shuicai Wood" Xuan Qi grabbed another water-attributed spirit stone, bowed his waist and pressed the water-attributed spirit stone inside against the void water waves. The strong wind whistled, and the sleeves on Xuan Qi's arm were torn to pieces by the whistling and blowing wind.

"Jin Shengshui" Xuan Qi did not care about the pain on his arm, grabbed the metallic spirit stone and pressed it into the void. The water waves rippled, and the cold wind blew like a knife, hitting Xuan Qi's arm, and each knife cut out strings of blood beads.

"The earth produces gold" grabbed the last spiritual stone with both hands, and Xuan Qi bowed his waist immediately. His face turned blood red and he ran towards the last earth palace. The void flashed dazzlingly, as if something was pulling Xuan Qi's wrist. Xuan Qi gritted his teeth and crushed forward, and his whole body's strength and true energy were swelling forward. It was still a little bit, and it was still a little bit almost as long as it was stuffed into the earth palace, the entire magic array could be operated.

The dull and dark night suddenly turned a little white, and the sky was about to dawn. If you could not arrange the magic array, you would have to waste all your previous efforts. Xuan Qixin had a trace of blood rising from his heart. He kicked his left foot backwards, went forward with his right foot, and exerted force to shoot a half-step crotch to the left arm.

The bomb was like a black hole flashing in the air, and the earth-attributed spirit stone was directly stuffed into the void. Xuan Qi was hit by lightning, and his body flew backwards. He fell to the ground, his clothes were broken, and his horizontal wounds were bleeding outwards.

Xuan Qi was lying on the ground and gritted his teeth, and then he saw the pavilion in front of him gradually becoming hazy. As the sun rose in the east, the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, above the pavilion, at the tip of the pavilion. A hazy black began to rotate continuously, and spiritual energy swarmed in the pavilion like a tide. Xuan Qi squinted his eyes and found that the spiritual clouds in the sky seemed to be a pointed cone, constantly surging into the pavilion.

Gripping his teeth and struggling. Xuan Qi whispered, "The formation has become?" Although the process was very difficult and there were even accidents, as the spiritual energy roared into his body, the dragon veins walked along the soles of his feet and went all over his body. Xuan Qi, who was originally in a depressed spirit, felt as proud as a dragon, and at this moment, he felt that all these were worth it.

"Of course it's done." The old charlatan said with joy: "These five spirit stones are not in vain. Look, you see, the crane is here."

In the early morning of dawn, under the rays of sunshine, the old turtles in the pond were curled up lazily in the turtle shell. The north wind suddenly rose, and the sky changed and flew over the big, slender birds, which were cranes and spiritual cranes, and they flew in the direction of spiritual energy.

The spirit cranes circled in the sky, then slowly lowered their flight altitude, and finally landed in a large pool. In order to feed the old turtle, Qian Wantong raised some small grass carp in the pool. At the same time, in order to take care of the old turtle's living habits, the pond water was not deep. The falling cranes stretched out their long beaks, searched for grass carp in the water, and then swallowed them.

Qian Wantong, who was panting and sweating, walked into the garden again and saw the cranes in the pond. He couldn't help but blink. He just said he wanted to set up a formation, and there were cranes? No need for others to say that the turtle and crane prolonged life, Qian Wantong knew, was it a coincidence or a great magic power?

Just when Qian Wantong was surprised, two more cranes flapped their wings down in the sky. Looking at the cranes hovering in the sky, Qian Wantong looked at Xuan Qi, who was dressed in a torn clothes. For a moment, the hazy belief turned into fanaticism and said enthusiastically to Xuan Qi: "Is the magic array formed?" Looking at Xuan Qi, Qian Wantong said happily: "No wonder I always feel hot all over my body, as if I have returned to the thirty-year-old Mr. Xuan. Your martial arts Tongxuan are really amazing..."

Xuan Qi smiled and treated Qian Wantong with politeness, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes. On Qian Wantong's forehead, there was a ray of fiery red silk thread stretched out, and with the respect of pilgrimage, it penetrated into his forehead. This made Xuan Qi stunned, and then suddenly realized: "Is this the power of faith?"

"Yes," the old man whispered: "You are really a weirdo. You don't even have true qi transformation liquid. You can actually collect the power of faith. I don't know if you have different talents or if there are too few great monks in this world. There are actually young monks who believe in the Qi Realm, which is too irrelevant to be in the era of the peak of magic..."

There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys dominate the king, the earth has entered the Dharma-Ending Age, with the exhaustion of spiritual energy, there are very few great monks walking in the world. Even if there are young monks walking, they are mainly plundering. Whoever has the ability to take care of others is like keeping a pet, and they will meet their wishes.

Therefore, Xuanqi is definitely a strange flower. A strange flower that flies across the ancient Taoist law, and the martial arts are destined to wither in the age of Xuan, but blooms in the modern world.

The wind was heard and the cranes were singing, and the turtles were playing. The pavilion had become the largest array eye. It drew spiritual energy from the eyes of the other twelve small array eye, and then mobilized the spiritual veins underground to continuously nourish Xuan Qi. The scars were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, listening to the slanting wind, looking at the rippling waves, and the clouds in the sky that looked like marshmallows. Occasionally, a crane flew past mid-air. It fell into the pool water and splashed water. There was an occasional muffled sound from the pond, and a big turtle fell into the pool, shaking left and right, swaying limbs, trying to turn over in vain, but eventually turned into powerlessness.

At this moment, Xuan Qi did not practice, but was cultivating his mind. He went out of the world and became extraordinary and transcendent. This requires a slow process. Through continuous beating, he can realize his self-cognition, and of course, his self-transcendence.

Xuan Qi looked at Cangkong with unconscious eyes, and his mind had already flown out of the nine heavens. The old man quickly blocked Xuan Qi's hearing and touch. There were very few people who could do three scrutiny a day, and even fewer people could comprehend casually. Xuan Qi has now entered the realm of mysterious and mysterious, and cannot without thoughts, and began to experience the Taoist heart. The heavenly heart is the human heart. If you understand thoroughly, you will be able to practice thousands of miles a day.
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