Guo Dalu left the "Jiufu Mountain" for another two days. Suddenly, the sky was getting late one day, and I saw a village from afar, with smoke rising from a distance.

Looking at the village, I saw that there were many thatched huts and dense bamboo fences. A stream winding through the east side of the village. A wooden bridge was built on the stream section at the entrance of the village. There were two towering wild trees on both sides of the bridge, like two mighty door gods, guarding the small village.

At this time, the sunset was sunset west, and in the dusk, cattle and sheep were turned out; in the evening smoke, the world, chickens and dogs heard each other.

It was obvious that it was a gathering place for good people, a good family in a village, and it happened to be a night stay.

Guo Dalu thought about this and walked towards the wooden bridge. When he just reached the bridge, he suddenly stopped and stopped. He looked up at the two giant trees in shock. Then his eyes fell from high to low on the wooden bridge and stream. He thought for a moment, but couldn't help but wonder.

The streams, wooden bridges, and giant trees are not as simple as they appear on the surface. They naturally combine together and reveal a hint of imperceptible aura of magic arrays. The magic array reveals an ancient and vicissitudes of change.

What's even more strange is that whether it is a stream, a wooden bridge, or a giant tree, they themselves do not have the "consciousness" of being part of the magic array, flowing and growing at will, and do not deliberately maintain the operation and integrity of the magic array. It seems that it is not the intentional arrangement and layout of a certain formation master, but they "meeted" and temporarily formed a formation. As for what will happen in the future, they don't care.

Guo Dalu made another proof after a little deduction. This stream called "Tiexu Creek" originated from a Tianluo Mountain Range nine miles away. It has been flowing for more than 300 years. These two wild trees were two seeds that were accidentally dropped by unknown birds a hundred years ago. As for the construction of the wooden bridge, it was completely the villagers' random and independent behavior. The site selection changes with the changes of the village, and there is no intention to match the legal array.

In other words, the three "array objects" at the tip of the iceberg of a magic array are natural and not manipulated. They just happen to become a small part of the magic array and may automatically break away after a period of time.

So now the question is, where is the source of this magic array, where is the core, where is the array pestle, and what is its purpose?

There is no problem with deducing streams, wooden bridges and giant trees alone, but the ins and outs of deducing the magic circle are not only more complex and difficult, but also very taboos. If you accidentally alarm the owner of the magic circle and cause unnecessary trouble.

In addition, if the owner of this magic circle is a senior expert, he might also suffer irreversible damage.

"It's better to find the opportunity to find the source of the formation and understand it roughly to satisfy your curiosity, and there's no need to delve into it."

After Guo Dalu made the decision, he raised his foot to the wooden bridge. As soon as he walked to the top of the bridge, he turned around and saw a thin old man sitting by the stream washing his feet, feeling contented.

Guo Dalu thought for a while and asked loudly: "My father-in-law, please ask, where is this place?"

The old man looked up and replied, "This is Tianluo Village, are you rushing to pass by here?"

"Yes, I see it's going to be late, so I want to go to the village to spend a night." Guo Dalu Road.

The old man nodded, took his feet back from the stream, put on his straw sandals, and waved to Guo Dalu, "It's a fate to meet, brother, come with me."

Guo Dalu thanked him and followed the old man.

"Tianluo Village is located in a remote place. It has been a long time since foreign tourists come in. Is it because I am lost when I find this place?" The old man said with a relaxed tone, chatting casually, and glanced at Guo Dalu with a smile.

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "I'm going to go to Luling Xingtan, I'm a student who is going to go to Luling to pass by because I'm in a hurry."

The father-in-law said in surprise: "You are going to climb the apricot hall?"

"That's right."

The father-in-law shook his head and smiled, "My granddaughter heard the news about Xingtan from somewhere, and she also clamored to go to Xingtan to open her eyes. But her ability is probably not even at the foot of the mountain..."

Speaking of this, the old man's face changed slightly and he said with concern: "Didn't the Xingtan open on the first day of September? It's thousands of miles away from Luling, so how can you hurry?"

Guo Dalu nodded and said "Yes".

The old man suddenly realized, "Is the younger brother also a cultivator who has entered the realm of real people?"

"Yes." Guo Dalu smiled modestly.

The old man praised and said, "Tianluo Village is isolated from the world. The villagers live and work in peace and contentment. From generation to generation, there are only a few people who leave the village and go out to practice. Of course, there are also those who cannot endure hardships or figure it out. They return to the village halfway, and from then on, they honestly raise children and cultivate plantings..."

The old man laughed at himself and added: "For example, I am old."

Guo Dalu still said "yes" and thought to himself: "Maybe this is the norm. Since ancient times, many practitioners have always reached the top."

The old man then told the truth: "If you can't reach the Great Way of Eternal Life in the end, what's the difference between one hundred years and three hundred years? It's better to enjoy this life with great pleasure than to seek the Tao hard."

"It makes sense." Guo Dalu agreed.

The old man waved his hand, "These words are just self-comforts for us mediocre people. You have become a real person at a young age. It is different from us. If you are old, you don't have to take your heart."

Guo Dalu smiled and shook his head.

After a while, he came to the old man's residence, a flat-fired and cleaned hut. After entering the fence gate, the old man remembered something and said, "Half a year ago, two real-life practitioners with great powers came to Tianluo Mountain, nine miles away. I was fortunate to meet them. One man and one woman were about the same age as the young man, but I could also see that they were not ordinary human monks."

"A demon cultivator?" Guo Dalu asked.

"It's not... between the two, but unfortunately, I can't see more."

Guo Daluo said: "Start leave tomorrow, and go and visit me."

After the old man left, Guo Dalu naturally sat cross-legged and practiced until midnight. Suddenly, he became blessed to his heart. He opened his eyes suddenly and quickly pinched his fingers. He couldn't help but shake his head helplessly and laughed in silence.

The Tianzong, Dizong and the great masters of several sects in the Liang Kingdom were waiting for their arrival on several necessary roads to Luling in Ping'an City, waiting for their arrival.

In addition, the Qin national guard commander and the Lishan Ershan Lord Chao Feiyi also participated in the interception.

It seems that the influence of Ping'an City Ding and Cui Rujia's battle and his subsequent defeat of the heavens are much greater than I imagined. Those great masters must have a lot of questions about themselves now, but they just don't know whether they want to recruit themselves or treat themselves as the fruit of growth.

No matter which possibility it is, Guo Dalu doesn't want to meet them for the time being, but it is not easy to easily break through this scary interception line. Below the saint, who can fly with swords without knowing it can avoid the attention of these great masters without knowing it?

I can only find another way.

Guo Dalu took out his mobile phone, logged into WeChat, and entered the three words "Sisters Cloud" in the chat box of Sun Wukong who had "no news for a long time".

A scene that surprised him appeared, and the automatic reply from Sun Wukong showed that the "Somedog Cloud" red envelope needed half of his current merit points.

Guo Dalu was puzzled. According to the saying, the Taoist technique of "Somedog Cloud" cannot be more advanced than the "Seventy-Two Changes", so why do you need so many merit points?

Then he thought of a possibility. Now, in terms of Taoism alone, in addition to "Somedog Cloud", there is also a "fire-eyed golden eye". If what he expected is good, the latter would also require half of the merit point.

In other words, Wukong had already made the settings and redeem all the Taoist techniques he could convey with red envelopes, all he needed was "immeasurable merit".

Sun Wukong had told him that the higher the level of cultivation, the more merits are needed, otherwise he would be unable to continue. Is it that the merits he accumulated have other wonderful uses for him?

Guo Dalu lost the four words "fire eyes and golden eyes", but as expected, he also needed half of the merit points.

"Immortal merits" are not inexhaustible, they are inexhaustible, just like the vast ocean, but they also have boundaries in the end.

Guo Dalu didn't think too long, so he decisively rushed the merits in the merit box, demolished the "Somedog Cloud" and "Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes" together, and then began to study the former seriously.
Chapter completed!