The full moon hung high, shining on the animal skin tent below.

Although the tent looks inconspicuous, it is actually a special magical weapon that has certain protection and ability to prevent detection.

Even before Xie Duanyang came in, there were already five people sitting inside. The old shaman sat in the main seat, and there were two magicians on the left and right.

The two people on the left look like they are brothers, full of ferocious aura.

The man and woman on the right behave close to each other, so they should be husband and wife.

The female mage looks ordinary, but her clothes are colorful and eye-catching.

The man in black robe is cold and taciturn, but his magic power is close to that of the old shaman, and he has reached the late stage of foundation building.

"Brother Dao, now it's time for you to tell us who we're looking for."

The younger one among the brothers obviously had little patience. Gu Dongdong drank the tea and looked at the old shaman with bared teeth.

"Several fellow Taoists should have heard of this man, so I don't need to introduce him to you."

There was no reaction to his attitude. The old shaman said something slowly, then waved his hand, and the animal skin door of the tent rolled up without any wind.

"Railway friends, come and meet some good friends!"

Xie Duanyang nodded and patrolled for a week, memorizing everyone's cultivation expressions, then casually grabbed a cushion and sat down opposite the old shaman.

He had heard people talk about the pair of brother magicians who were from the Fengxing Department and were collectively known as the Black and Green Wolves.

Although they are both in the middle stage of foundation building, they have the same mind and are good at fighting, enough to rival a late-stage mage.

On the other hand, the Taoist couple seemed to be outsiders, and Xie Duanyang did not recognize them.

But just because he doesn't know him, it doesn't mean that the other person doesn't know him.

"It turns out to be a fellow railroader!"

The female cultivator in colorful clothes looked at Xie Duanyang for a moment and said excitedly.

"I have always wanted to visit a Taoist friend and make a custom-made magical weapon. Unfortunately, the railway Taoist friends have a lot of orders and I can't arrange them.

I’m really lucky to see you today!”

Xie Duanyang smiled slightly and said nothing.

After he revealed his weapon-refining skills, there were countless magicians who had such thoughts, but he didn't expect that female cultivators were also among them.

"We brothers have also heard of Brother Tie's weapon refining skills, but this trip is not about comparing this aspect. What is needed is to be proficient in formations..."

It was the impatient green wolf who spoke first, not giving face to Xie Duanyang, the weapon refiner, and looked up and down with his wolf-like eyes.

But before he finished speaking, the eldest brother Hei Lang next to him raised his arm to stop what he was going to say.

Touching the messy beard on his chin, Hei Lang grinned and said in a deep voice.

"Second brother, you don't know this. It is said that the railway comrades also know the battle method..."

Although he said this, judging from his tone and demeanor, it was obvious that he did not fully believe in Xie Duanyang's ability.

Xie Duanyang rolled up his sleeves and remained silent, just looking at the old shaman, waiting for him to give him an explanation.

In fact, there is nothing difficult to understand, it’s just that the old guy gathered such a group of people based on the entrustment of both parties.

"Railway friends need to go to Dayin Mountain for business, and they need to be accompanied by someone who is familiar with the route.

And these four need to find a fellow Taoist who has studied the battle method to break a certain restriction.

Isn’t it best if everyone gets what they need?”

The old shaman chuckled and briefly explained the situation. However, since the five people in the room could practice to such a level, no one who was stupid would understand that it was impossible to describe it as lightly as he said.

"I can trust Brother Tie's weapon refining skills, but the formation techniques are as profound as the weapon refining techniques..."

The male cultivator in black robes could still remain calm, but the female cultivator in colorful robes could not help but speak, and was no longer as cheerful and enthusiastic as when she saw Xie Duanyang.

Although the tone is carefully worded, the implication is very clear.

People's energy is limited, not to mention that formations are generally more difficult and obscure than alchemy and weapon refining. Obviously she doesn't think that the other party can be distracted and achieve good results in both areas at the same time.

After establishing the foundation, she herself tried to study formations, but soon realized that she had no talent in this area and quickly gave up.

As she said that, Xie Duanyang's mind was already aroused.

All four of the opponents are foundation building, and even the black robe is already in the late stage.

Being able to stump them is worth the effort, and the guarantee is probably the legacy of a pill-forming monk.

As for Yuanying masters, that is simply impossible and completely beyond the limits of their capabilities.

Thinking of this, Xie Duanyang felt slightly strange. It's not that he was very excited, but he just felt a little weird.

Due to the invasion of ancient demons, the spiritual energy of the human world is far inferior to that of ancient times, and the situation of cultivating the world is far worse than before.

Simply relying on breathing in and out of spiritual energy to practice is too slow.

For today's monks, it is almost normal to explore the cave ruins of their predecessors in search of spiritual resources and so on.

Every foundation-building monk has participated in such things to a greater or lesser extent.

Xie Duanyang lacks experience in this area. The only time he came close was the maze created by ancient military monks under the Taiyue Mountains.

I really lack the experience of teaming up with others to play dungeons.

"You might as well give it a try, just to relax.

If it doesn't work, just give up. Even if I accomplish my goal by going to Dayin Mountain, I can just leave and they won't be able to stop me."

Xie Duanyang thought to himself.

His methods are not inferior to those of ordinary pill-forming. As long as there is not some powerful ancient killing array inside, it should not be difficult to protect yourself. After all, the few people in front of you are just building a foundation.

What's more, over the years, the operation of the ban without anyone to supervise it will inevitably produce flaws, and the remaining power may be less than one or two out of ten.

Even though his level of formation is far inferior to that of weapon refining, he may not be unable to break the formation openly.

"Break the formation?

Fellow Feng Daoist, this is different from what we discussed before. Tie was producing spiritual stones or other magic weapons and entrusting others to escort me to Dayin Mountain. This is not what he did.

Master Jiedan’s arrangement must be full of murderous intent..."

Although he had already made a decision, Xie Duanyang still frowned and said slowly.

"The Dayin Mountain is thousands of miles away. Escorting fellow Taoists back and forth is a bit of a burden, even with your wealth, right?"

The old shaman was still laughing, and his eyes swept over the other four people one by one.

"Fellow Taoist can we continue to discuss the specific conditions and details with a few of you. Do you think there are some things that fellow Taoist can use?"

After saying this, he stopped talking and tilted his seat back slightly to make room.

"Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it."

After a moment of silence, the black-robed sorcerer spoke first, addressing his Taoist companion.

"Sanniang, take those things and see if the railroad friends can break them open.

If it doesn’t work out, there’s nothing more to say.”

The female cultivator in colorful clothes was very convinced by her. With a twist of her waist, she slipped out of the tent and appeared in the open space outside.

"Railway fellow, I can't stretch inside, please come out for a while!"

With a distressed look on her face, she took out several items from the storage bag and typed them out one by one.

Not to mention the black and blue wolves, even the old shaman who had just made it clear that he wanted to stay out of the matter and no longer participated excessively could not help but open his eyes.

Xie Duanyang looked at it intently, and saw that those items were somewhat similar to the iron awls he refined in Baicao Valley, but they were much shorter, like iron nails that were much longer.

Throwing it to the ground, it submerged itself and only the dark tip came out.

Eight of them were dropped one after another, and the air around them changed completely, and a repulsive force appeared faintly.

Xie Duanyang raised his eyebrows, and he could see that this object had the same effect as the array formation flag. It was really hard for a woman who was not an array master to piece together such a plausible and incomplete formation.

"Go!"

Seeing that the other party showed no rejection at all and allowed himself to do whatever he wanted, the female cultivator in colorful clothes gritted her silver teeth secretly and took out an object ten times more cautiously than before before throwing it away.

It has pointed ends and a bulge in the middle. It turns out to be a magic weapon that looks like a weaving shuttle.

In the middle of the shuttle, a bundle of slender red ropes is tightly wound. The red ropes are like living things. Even if they are wrapped around the shuttle, they still move slowly, hesitantly, and are as tame as a spiritual snake.

"Get up!"

The female cultivator bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed out blood mist, pouring it on the shuttle.

Her face suddenly turned pale, but the shuttle suddenly came to life and spun crazily.

The red rope stretched and stretched, forming red lines that criss-crossed in the air and wrapped around the tops of the iron nails on the ground.

A bright red net immediately appeared out of thin air.

The red net shook slightly, and the female cultivator in colorful clothes looked much better. She hurriedly took out a pill and drank it.

There was no time to use his mana to assist Zuo in refining, so he hurriedly fired a series of magic formulas at the shuttle to control its changes.
To be continued...