After searching within the formation for three days, Wang Sheng found his Feixia Sword and two Feiyun Swords, but he still could not sense the whereabouts of the Dragon Sword and the Wuling Sword.

He could vaguely feel that Yaoyun was not far from him, but he could never determine the specific location.

What Wang Sheng did not expect was that Wang Lingguan's strength was so strong that he could easily capture so many immortals and move this waste star away...

How can I break the deadlock?

Looking for Emperor Qinghua for help? Although he had this bronze mirror in his hand, he might contact Emperor Qinghua, but Emperor Qinghua might still be fighting with people from the Immortal Saint Realm at this time, and he might not be able to do anything.

The root of the problem is actually not the large number of immortals and Taiyi Jinxian outside, but the murderous intent and vigilance of Wang Lingguan towards himself.

What is the secret here?

It was faintly true that Wang Sheng felt that Yaoyun could give him a clear answer, which should be that since he was trapped in the ban on the ground spirit, Yaoyun was a little reluctant to speak and had never told him what he had never told him.

Could you be the reincarnation of a powerful Heavenly Court?

The name of the jade stele in the small underworld is clearly visible on it.

It is very likely that my soul in my previous life was through the reincarnation stone to have this life;

Of course, it is also possible that it was the opportunity to live again, and it was realized through the reincarnation stone, and it was unexpectedly left on it...

What is the connection here?

Why don’t I remember any of my past lives?

The more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more confused he became. In the end, he could only temporarily seal these things up. When he met Yao Yun again, he was determined to ask clearly.

In the next half month, Wang Sheng was still studying the thunder method wildly; occasionally he would go out to search for the whereabouts of the Wuling Sword, but he never gained nothing.

Half a month later, the formation opened again, and this time there was silence outside and no one broke into it.

Wang Sheng seemed to be able to sense the panic of these immortals outside, and he didn't know when they would break in again; Ling Sheng was always ready to take action, and the entire formation was under her control.

Nothing to say for half a month.

The gate of the big waves closed again, and no one entered the big waves, and Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

These masters outside were probably shocked by the strange formation and Ling Sheng's magical powers. At this time, no one proposed the method of cracking - only one person entered the formation.

What they thought more at this time was probably how to talk to that terrifying powerful man again...

In this way, there was a strange stalemate inside and outside the formation, and the stalemate lasted for a full four months.

No one broke into the formation, nor did anyone come out of the formation;

Wang Sheng took this opportunity to find the flying sword that had been taken away before, and then practiced the method of controlling thunder to a small achievement, and began to comprehend the Pure Yang Dao, treating this place as a place for practice.

If he doesn't practice, he doesn't know what to do; he can improve his strength and can survive even if he encounters a strong enemy later.

These immortals outside had already made up their minds to try it out first and see how the powerful man reacted.

Entering the formation means death, and being wiped out by a powerful person is also death. Compared with the two, it is better to live longer and look forward to whether things can turn around.

However, Wang Shan did not appear again. These immortal masters trapped around the Waste Star became more and more frightened and uneasy... The feeling of holding the life in the hands of others was really not very pleasant.

Under the ground of Waste Star, some magma cavitation was quiet for three or four months.

I have a chance to quit the Internet addiction when I am shocked, and I force myself to enter into a state of meditation; otherwise, if I continue to be bored, it will really affect his wonderful state of mind.

Yao Yun practiced for a few days, staring blankly for half a day, quietly feeling Wang Sheng's mood changes, and was like Wang Sheng, thinking about the way to break the deadlock.

However, no matter whether it is a waste star or a large formation on the surface, or a hollow bubble underground, it is impossible to perceive the changes in the universe outside the dark curtain, nor do you know where they were taken.

...

In the Northern Heaven, the edge of the glaciers is full of stars.

Wang Shan, dressed in black, came from the sky and slowly fell back to his residence.

"Yeah, are you willing to come back?"

With a bit of teasing words, Chun Yoko still maintained the image of an old man with white robe and beard in the ice cave next to her, and walked over with her hands behind her back.

Juno Yoko smiled and said, "Have you ever found out what news?"

Wang Shanxian looked down at the ancient city under the glacier, and sat on the rattan chair, "Are they still safe?"

"It's almost the same as when you left, and you're all asleep."

Chunyangko sighed softly, sat on the other side of the low table, and casually attracted two wine glasses, and took out a glass of fine wine in her sleeve, "You said you were going to the Immortal Saint Realm to investigate, but what was the result?"

"I haven't gone to the Immortal Saint Realm," Wang Shan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. "A few days ago, Emperor Qinghua, you should have felt it too."

"Of course, I just want to stay here for you, and I couldn't hurry over and join in the fun," Chunyangzi said with a smile, "Who has the Emperor's Tao inheritance? If it weren't as expected, it should have been taken away by an old friend of the Heavenly Court."

Wang Shan shook his head slowly and whispered: "The one who took the Tao Cheng should be you, a disciple."

"Hua Qing?"

"Well," Wang Shan sighed softly, "The Emperor Qinghua set up a strategy, buried many monks, refined the divine tree, abandoned the great way of life, controlled the great way of death, and used this to master the magical powers of the five declines of heaven and man."

Chunyangzi immediately took a breath, "No wonder, I always felt a terrifying road that appeared in the world in those days, and the sea of ​​Taoism was also surging.

What happened to Emperor Qinghua at this time?

This emperor played a good game of chess!"

"It should be unhindered. The Emperor has the apricot yellow flag to protect him. It should be no problem to get rid of those entanglements."

Wang Shan picked up the wine glass beside him and took it to him, but his movements suddenly stopped.

Looking at the face reflected in the wine glass, Wang Shan whispered: "Unclearly, he is so old."

"It's just a heart," Junyoko asked, "What's next?"

"I have a treasure called Qiankun Mirror," Wang Shan said calmly, "It is the formation set up by Emperor Qinghua with the divine wood and the apricot yellow flag, and I can still advance and retreat as if I have entered a land without a man.

Originally, I wanted to protect the Ichigura coffin for the Emperor, but I never thought that the Emperor had made such a arrangement."

Chunyangzi smiled and said, "If Emperor Qinghua can rise again on the way of death, it will be a great blessing for you and me."

"The Emperor's obsession with revenge for the Heavenly Court is too deep. Is it a blessing or a disaster? It's too early to talk," Wang Shan slowly closed his eyes, his whole body's breath was a little depressed.

Chun Yangzi frowned, stared at the Dutian Spiritual Officer, and wondered, "Is there something else going on?"

"I want you to help me with an idea."

Wang Shan reached into the Taoist robe with his left hand, took out a black ball the size of a fist, and placed it on the low table between the two.

The light around the black ball is slightly distorted, but the overall is very stable.

"What is this?"

"A waste star," Wang Shan said, "I took action to trap some Taiyi, the immortals in the immortal realm, and many celestial immortals.

There is also a rare human-faced ghost heart vine, as well as an old friend, a man, and a sword."

Chunyangzi hung a few black lines on his forehead and joked, "What's wrong with you? He even started a puzzle? I have never seen you hesitate like this. The head of the thunderous and decisive spiritual official is still so squeamish. It's really a big deal!"

Wang Shan sighed, "That old friend is an old Buddhist. That man is called Wang Feiyu, and that sword is His Highness Thirteenth Princess."

"this……"

"Wang Feiyu is your successor, right?" Wang Shan slowly raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. "I trapped him in the formation and told those outside that as long as Wang Feiyu can be killed, they can leave safely."

"Faiyu is indeed my successor, or I am the one I like most," Chun Yangzi frowned deeper and looked at Wang Shan in front of him, "But what did my successor do offend you?

If so, I will be the ancestor and I will pay him a gift.

The child is still young, why bother with difficulties? Your generation is here!"

Wang Shan smiled bitterly, but did not answer anything, his eyes were a little distant.

Chunyangzi stood up and said calmly: "Official Wang Ling, please let go of the false words. If you have any questions, I, the ancestor, will take care of him!"

"You should come here not just to avoid the limelight," Wang Shan said, "It would be better for you and I to say what is under our hearts, so that we can discuss and make an idea for each other."

Chunyangzi didn't hesitate much, nodded slowly, and said, "This matter is okay with you talking directly. I came to investigate what happened back then.

While you left, I checked the memories of the sleeping person below.

But don't worry, I didn't disturb them to recuperate."

“Can you gain something?”

“Yes, a little bit.”

"Are you investigating the cause of His Majesty's death?" Wang Shan's eyes suddenly became very sharp.

Junyangzi replied: "No, I'm investigating whether Your Majesty is life or death."

"Oh?" Wang Shan's eyes immediately slowed down, "But what is the basis?"

"There is no result, and there is no reliable basis. It can be said that there is no clue," Jun Yoko asked, "It's your turn, tell me, what's in your heart?"

"Your successor is a great hidden danger to the Heavenly Court," Wang Shan stared at the pitch-black ball. "If his identity is exposed, it will shake the foundation of the Heavenly Court. If the last batch of fire seeds scattered in the endless starry sky today, it is likely to be extinguished."

Chun Yangzi was obviously stunned, then laughed in silence, and defended: "Faiyu is just a gathering of luck in the heavenly court. That is the luck that Emperor Ziwei deliberately stayed in his hometown back then. This is not a big deal."

"It's not because of this luck, but it's also related to this luck."

Wang Shan's eyes were a little confused. He leaned forward and whispered:
To be continued...