Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 402: Ten Thousand Bones and Ten Thousand Soldiers Formation

Inside the wooden house.

On a square table, there is a clay sculpture of the Eight Gate Mountain City.

Lu Tong looked at the city wall and said, "I asked Mr. Yang. Last time, the city defense formation was fully powerful and released countless bones. It seems that the formation's eyes are inside."

Dian Si'er picked up a one-horned bull head and placed it next to the north gate.

"In such a big place, there should be a lot of formations."

"Yeah."

Lu Tong nodded, smiled after a moment, and said: "Find out a few and count them. Anyway, there is Senior Brother Bai above. Senior Brother Bai has just broken through to the late stage of Jindan. He immediately retreated for half a moment. 80% We are still in a hurry."

"Senior Brother Bai's method is weird. He should be practicing evil. Wan Yi also said..."

The roof was knocked.

Wan Yi's voice sounded from the roof, saying: "Shanli is here."

Lu Tong opened the door and went out.

Shanli walked to the door and said: "Friend Lu, the one you sent out will bite the storm wolf and come back."

Lu Tong looked happy, jumped up and said, "Let's go and ask."

Behind the mountain, next to the hot pool.

Lu Tong stopped his wings and fell from the sky.

A biting storm wolf ran to the side, raised its front paws, cupped his hands and said, "Han Jian, meet the master!"

Han Jian, a member of Liangyao Chamber of Commerce.

He was originally a guard. After hearing the news, he came to recommend himself.

Lu Tong looked a little more friendly, waved his hand and said: "Get up."

After speaking, he looked around.

Shan Li, Li Rennu, Big Crocodile, etc. are all waiting around.

Lu Tong cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, this matter is secret, I will take the first step."

"Can't you trust us?"

Shanli frowned.

Lu Tong nodded and said, "Be careful."

Immediately, a strong wind blew out, and Han Jian flew towards Mount Wuxia.

On the mountainside, on an ice rock.

Lu Tong dispersed the strong wind and asked: "Have you found the formation eye?"

"Yes."

Han Jian opened his mouth, spit out a fang, and said, "Master, the map is in the tooth."

Lu Tong summoned his magic power, stretched out his hand, took the wolf's fang into his palm, crushed it into pieces, and revealed a roll of paper.

Spread out the paper and there is a city drawn on it.

Among the vertical and horizontal formations, the ten red dots are particularly eye-catching.

His eyes suddenly lit up, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in surprise: "Ten? How did you find it?"

"Senior Yang found it."

"Yang Yun?"

"Yes."

Lu Tong was a little surprised.

Yang Yun was actually still alive and sent out hundreds of people. Among them, only Yang Yun and another foundation-building monk knew about the "old bastard".

"He went to see the old bastard?"

"Yes, sir, the old **** is called Geng Renlong, and he is a descendant of the Geng family."

"The Geng family?"

Lu Tong muttered for a while, then suddenly his eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "That businessman 'Geng Manzan' who sold Yu Linfeng back then?"

When Yu Linfeng was still a little demon, the entire tribe was captured.

The merchant took it to the city to sell it but could not sell it. In the end, the wolf ate the wolf and only Yu Linfeng was left. Seeing that he was stubborn, the merchant finally gave him a bite to eat and stayed with him.

Dianshan Demon City is what it is today, and half of it is thanks to this person.

Little characters cause big trouble.

Lu Tong was deeply impressed by this person and remembered it in his heart after only hearing it once.

Han Jian nodded and said: "Sir, Geng Manzan is still alive and suppressed in the Stone Wolf. His descendants are also alive. One of them recognizes Yu Linfeng as their ancestor, and the other is Geng Renlong."

"Acknowledge the wolf as your father and torture for generations..."

Lu Tong's mind was a little turbulent. He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said, "What other news is there?"

"Geng Renlong wants to make a deal with the master. He knows everything about the Demon City. As long as we rescue the Geng family, he will tell us all about the formation."

"Tell him that I agreed, as long as the city is captured and the Geng family remains."

"He wants the Hemu Order."

"What?"

Lu Tong's eyes widened.

Han Jian whispered: "Geng Renlong said that the Geng family has killed countless people and cannot survive in human territory. He wants a Hemu Order to move to Jieshui Lake."

Lu Tong frowned and fell into silence.

Hemu Ling, the token of Hemu Turtle.

In Jieshui Lake, there is a fairy boat owned by Hemu Turtle. Only by relying on Hemu's order can one stay on the fairy boat.

Otherwise, you can only stay for one hour.

Each Hemu Order is a foolproof escape route and should be cherished very much.

"You wait."

Lu Tong flew to the foot of the mountain, raised his hands towards the entrance of the cave and said, "Senior! The descendants of the Geng family know where the formation is and want a Hemu Token."

"Okay. Send someone to notify Kuhuang, and he will find the token."

"Yes!"

Lu Tong was about to leave when a thought flashed across his mind. He immediately stopped and asked, "Senior, how long will it take for senior brother to break through?"

"Seven years."

……

Spring, summer, autumn and winter come and go, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Hemu Order was acquired again and again, and the formation diagram of the Ten Thousand Bones and Tens of Soldiers Formation was also acquired.

Every effort was made, but in the end the gain and loss were only one or two people.

On the plum tree.

Lu Tong opened his eyes, took out a bronze mirror, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Si'er, I have a white-headed bird on my face."

The blood energy in plum blossoms is strong and can evolve into blood species.

After five years, other blood types have no obvious changes except that they are stronger, only the blood type on the face.

The tip of the nose becomes white, pointed, and curved, like a bird's head.

On both sides of the nose, blood-red fleshy tendrils come together like outstretched wings.

The whiskers around the face are also beginning to move closer to each other, forming a larger wing. ~IndoMTL.com~Dian Si'er jumped out of the spider cocoon, took a look, and said with a smile: "It really looks like a bird."

He reached out and touched the tip of his nose again, and said in surprise: "Ice?"

Lu Tong nodded, channeled his magic power, and poured a small amount into the tip of his nose. His nose suddenly felt cold and itchy.

"Humph."

He snorted.

A burst of white air spurted out of his nostrils, turning into two ice spikes and shooting out of the air.

"Huh?"

Lu Tong felt happy, poured in another mana, and hummed hard.

"Humph!"

Two lines of white air spurted out, like two white dragons. After rushing out of the distance, they turned into two ice arrows and escaped through the air.

Dian Si'er lowered his head and looked at the iceberg with all six eyes.

"Is this supernatural power related to icebergs?"

Lu Tong rubbed his nose, lowered his head, thought for a moment, and said, "It's not ice, it's blood essence."

Blood plum blossoms grow again when picked, and grow again when picked again.

It’s just because an extremely powerful blood essence is pressed down under the iceberg, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, and the essence and blood are related to ice.

He thought for a while, shook his head, and said: "Si'er, get ready, let's go out together."

"Okay, what are you going to do?"

"Find someone, call Dahan and Erhu."

……

In the deep mountains and old forests.

Dian Si'er looked at the map Huang Sifang found and said, "Master, isn't this the direction out of the mountain?"

"Go to Wufeng Mountain first."

"Wufeng Mountain, who is there?"

Lu Tong said nothing and continued on his way.

The tiger pestle is in Wufeng Mountain.

Too much financial and mental effort has been invested in this plan to make the elixir possible. If it fails, it will be difficult to get a second chance within a hundred years, and we must use all our strength.

The Huiyin Black Tiger of Wufeng Mountain is barely half a family member.

At a critical moment, ask your own family for help, it is reasonable and does not lose face.