Zhang Shiping was careful all the way, climbed up several low hills, crossed several canyons, and stayed nearby until the last day. Then he stepped into one of the three mountains in the southeast direction.

As soon as he entered the range of the formation forbidden area, Zhang Shiping felt his body sinking, and his magic power flowed a little slower. No wonder even the foundation-building cultivators here cannot evacuate the air.

The forbidden air ban that covers three mountains is the work of an ancient monk after all. Even as time goes by, only the next part of the formation is retained, which is much more powerful than some places in the Jiaozuo Sect where the forbidden air formation is arranged.

I don’t know if the trees around me are shorter and thicker than others due to the formation of banned air. For example, in the Jiaozuo Sect’s outer disciple, there is also a banned air formation, so there is no such situation.

Zhang Shiping had doubts in his eyes, but he didn't have time to think about whether it was the formation problem or the reasons for the three mountains themselves. On the last day, it was possible that this place would be more dangerous than before. Half of the dead monks heard that half of them were in this place, so he was naturally more careful.

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In the middle, tightly surrounded by three mountains, there is a small basin, but in the middle there is a square stone platform with a length, width and height of thirteen meters and three meters. There are irregular bulges on all sides, even the world's martial arts masters can climb up, let alone these hundreds of Qi-training monks.

I don’t know if it is because of the formation that the surface of this stone platform does not grow in any grass. Within ten feet of the stone platform, there are no weeds growing more than the thighs, which forms a clear contrast with the shrubs and thatched fields that can hide people ten feet away.

There are twelve foundation-building monks in each direction, each of which are monks sent by the three sects and the Jindan family. They are less than ten feet apart, sitting cross-legged, standing, and looking ahead.

When you encounter it in the wild, these foundation-building monks may be beaten to death for spiritual medicine or grudges. But now, there are golden elixir monks in addition to the teleportation formation, and no one dares to cause trouble. They can only perform their duties honestly.

Not far below the high platform, there are disciples of Jiaozuo Sect wearing black clothes, disciples of Xuanhuo Sect in red clothes, disciples of Qiyun Sect in yellow clothes and monks of family dressed in various clothes. Many people use invisibility techniques and qi-retaining techniques to hide, but when they look at the foundation-building monks on the stone platform, their true colors are revealed, and their actions are extremely funny at first glance.

Some of the monks wanted to ignite the entire bush and dense thatched bushes, but when the fire burned to the top, they only ignited a small part and returned to their original state in a blink of an eye.

Of course, there were also many monks who entered ten feet of the stone platform, formed a group, fought, completely abandoning their disguise, not as careful as before, and started to attack with real swords and guns.

Many family monks consciously united themselves when they were only one step away from successfully bringing out the spiritual medicine. The disciples of the three sects were not good at fighting each other under the eyes of their foundation-building monks, and instead cooperated.

Looking at the four sides of the Shitai, many Qi training monks were fighting together. These foundation-building monks did not move at all, and even if their sect or family Qi training monks were killed by others, they were not moved.

There was a monk in the green robe family who was burned with fire by a disciple of the red-clothed Xuanhuo Sect, and even the beard that had been maintained was burnt to varying lengths. The monk in the green robe struggled to climb up the platform, but was sneak attacked and killed by another disciple of the yellow robe. Two pieces of corpses fell from the air. The monk in the yellow robe waved to take the storage bag on the waist of the green robe, and then quickly climbed onto the stone platform. The disciple of the red robe was a middle-aged man who was angry and threw out his magic weapon, turned into a white light, and headed behind the disciple of the Qiyun Sect.

The yellow-clothed Qiyun Sect disciple passed by the foundation-building monk on the edge of the high platform. The white light following behind was easily blocked by the foundation-building monk on the Qiyun Sect, showing his original appearance, which was a white round bead the size of an egg.

The foundation-building monk of Qiyun Sect threw the round beads to the nearest Xuanhuo Sect monk. Seeing that his magic weapon was locked, the middle-aged Qi-training monk of Xuanhuo Sect immediately stepped on the stone platform and respectfully said to the foundation-building monk holding his magic weapon: "My younger generation, Li Wencai, pays homage to the uncle of the master."

"Go out of the formation quickly." The foundation-building monk threw the white round beads to the middle-aged monk and said.

The cultivator in the yellow-clothed Qi training stage had already stepped into the teleportation array emitting white light. The person disappeared suddenly and teleported outside. The female cultivator in the white-clothed Jindan in Qiyun Sect saw a yellow-clothed monk with the Qiyun Sect logo fall out of the formation, and immediately waved his hand to bring him over. The foundation-building monk next to him immediately went to catch him.

Looking at the twenty yellow-clothed disciples behind her who had already come out, she smiled and said to the other two: "Fellow Daoist Yun, Fellow Daoist Ouyang, my Qi Yun Sect has already come out twenty of them."

Yun Qi turned his head to look at the fourteen black-clothed disciples behind him, "Oh, the little kids in the sect don't understand me, and don't ask you to be more successful, just come out early."

A bottle of pill flew out of Yunqi's storage bag and fell flutteringly into the hands of the female cultivator in white.

"There are so many disciples of the noble sect that early, and I, the Xuanhuo Sect disciple, feel ashamed of myself, haha." The burly and red-faced man laughed loudly, and also took out a bottle of elixir for the female cultivator in white.

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, for giving the medicine." The female cultivator in Qiyun Sect took two bottles of pills and thanked them, as if she had not heard the jokes in their words.

The monks of the Jindan family were indifferent and no one participated in the bet between the three. The foundation-building monks present were not qualified and pretended that they had not heard or seen anything, and they said nothing.

While the Jindan monk was betting to pass the time, Zhang Shiping on the other side spent half a day. He had just crossed half a mountain, but stopped halfway to look at a burnt land under his feet. The charred land was not big, and there were a few pieces of coke of varying lengths in the middle. Zhang Shiping didn't have to touch it. You could tell at a glance that these were some bones that had not been completely burned to ashes.

Zhang Shiping took out the thick earth purple gold shield from the storage bag and held it in his left hand.

The surroundings were empty, with only a few short trees embraced by three or four people. The leaves were not so dense that they could not hide people at all. Only some insects attached to the bark, and the mouthpieces were sucking the sap like needles.

Zhang Shiping's spiritual sense swept over and found nothing special. He frowned, stared at the surrounding land, and slowly squatted down.

Zhang Shiping touched the ground, and the ashes were cold. It seemed that the man who set the fire had been away for a while. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his frown was only unfolded because of his vigilance.

Zhang Shiping left and headed towards the stone platform where the teleportation array was located. When he left, there were about a dozen green insects with barbed feet, which were originally eating leaves. As soon as Zhang Shiping left, they flew away in groups.

These green insects are just ordinary flying insects, without any spiritual energy on them, but they are just these inconspicuous little insects, monitoring under Zhang Shiping's noses, and Zhang Shiping never thought of it.

Not far ahead, a monk in green was sitting on a tree. Zhang Shiping was walking in the same direction as the man, but was deviated from some angle.

The dozen or so green flying insects flew towards the monk in green clothes and attached to his clothes. When the green clothes looked close, they were all bustling green flying insects.

Because the green flying insects are just ordinary mortal insects, the information they brought is very incomplete. The green monk carefully analyzed the information brought by the green flying insects. After a while, he turned to the direction Zhang Shiping was heading. He calculated the teleportation array time in his mind and did not go to trouble Zhang Shiping in particular. He himself rushed to the stone platform as quickly as Zhang Shiping.
Chapter completed!