An Qisheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and shook his head slightly:

“It’s a pity, it’s still a little bit worse…”

The world is like a furnace, thunder is like fire, and the individual is like a elixir. The furnace is very large and the fire is very strong. How to attract and control the fire is a great subject.

The magnetic field of heaven and earth can naturally suppress and cleanse his personal magnetic field. To a certain extent, he can attract thunder and fire to cleanse himself when he walks anywhere.

The more thunder and fire, the better, of course, the less, the better.

No, not too much.

There is no second place in the world like Wudang Mountain.

But for him, it was a little lacking.

After years of practice, it may not be impossible to achieve success if he spends thirty or fifty years. Unfortunately, he does not waste so much time.

"Now, if you want to create such a Feng Shui formation, ten Dragon City Groups are not enough. How easy is it to be stronger?"

Taoist Juechen shook his head too.

Feng Shui formations are based on the earth veins. A natural Feng Shui land like Wudang Mountain is rare in the world. It is indescribable to create a stronger one.

"It doesn't have to be a vein Feng Shui formation. Perhaps, there are better choices..."

An Qisheng's heart was filled with thoughts, and his eyes fell on Jiang Shili:

"Miss Jiang, long time no see."

Looking at Jiang Shili again, it is different from the past. As his eyes droop, he seems to be able to see a trace of unusual aura in his breath, wisdom, glory, loyalty...

This is the official spirit, or it is the official fortune.

As his eyes fell, Jiang Shili felt that he could move again:

"An...Mr. An!"

The person is still the same person, but she dare not joke with him like a year ago, and she even dared not call him by his name.

Even though he still looks calm and gentle.

This is to be arrogant without anger.

"I already know your purpose. It just so happened that I'm going to go to the Xiya Mountains, which happened to be the case."

An Qisheng nodded at Jiang Shili, then looked at Taoist Juechen:

"Master, say goodbye."

He must go to Xiya Mountains.

Whether it is testing the zombie king or verifying his own ideas, the more important point is.

To dream of a thousand, you need world coordinates.

That zombie king must meet him.

"It's not necessary to say goodbye. I have a disciple who is also in the Xiya Mountains this time. Even if you don't go, the old Taoist will go there once!"

Taoist Juechen shook his Taoist robe and said lightly:

"The old Taoist has lived for half his life, but he has never seen a zombie yet."

"I'll lead the way!"

Jiang Shili was overjoyed and did not expect that the trip would be so smooth. Before he could express his words, the two great masters had already agreed.
Chapter completed!