Fan Ruolei refused: "Master Mi Island is still here, you can just ask for one."

The old man tall grinned: "There are some rifts between us... two people understand."

Fan Ruolei shook his head: "Master Mijima is the convener. Since he doesn't give it to you, it's not easy for us to interfere in the matter."

"The convener of the fart is just a errand. With his little ability, can he invite Xuan Yuan and Hai Wuya to support him?"

The old man Gao Da looked down on Mitu, but he stared at the jade talisman in Gui Yan's hand and began to take out things: "I would like to buy a magic weapon to exchange it, which is also obtained from the fog."

Regardless of whether they were willing or not, he had already taken out a piece of the size of a palm and placed it in his palm, allowing the two of them to see it.

Fan Ruolei exclaimed and couldn't open his eyes.

Guiyan couldn't tell what this thing was. He just used gravel in the form of coral reefs commonly found in the sea to pile up a layer of sea algae, shells and sea anemones. It seemed that a piece of it was peeled off from some shallow sea bottom, and then shrunk slightly. There was a fault zone at the edge, which seemed to be broken by a little force.

But this is indeed a magic weapon. It is from the level of half a bucket of water, and following the idea of ​​the fog magic weapon in front, it can be seen that the delicate texture of those miniature coral reefs clearly have traces of refining.

This is not the end. The tall old man used a simple spell and squeezed a water droplet as big as a fist, falling on the magic weapon. The waves were flowing, as if they were blue in color, covering the "coral reef".

Fan Ruolei's eyes widened even wider.

I saw that the densely covered sea vegetation, shells, anemones, etc. were swept by the waves, and it seemed to have vitality. Among the gorgeous anemones, a tiny fish even wandered out, with a fish tail smaller than the tip of the needle, swam around in the middle.

This is a slightly quiet and extremely tiny underwater world.

"This, this..."

When Fan Ruolei stuttered, Shuibo suddenly lost his support and took a sensation. The shrinking underwater world returned to silence.

Only the water droplets dripped from the old man's palm, proving that just now was definitely not a dream.

"It's changed!"

Fan Ruolei didn't care who was in the hands of the jade talisman and immediately made the decision.

Gui Yan had no objection and simply exchanged with Gao Da. When both sides fought, he said, "This is a broken thing."

"If it is complete, don't mention this jade talisman, it's even a magic weapon that was refined from the tenth heaven. Don't think of changing the corner!"

After saying that, the old man Gao laughed and left.

Fan Ruole stretched out his hand, but saw Gui Yan's face halfway through, and he couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He wanted to retract but was not willing to do so. Fortunately, Gui Yan directly slapped the incomplete magic weapon on his palm: "Brother Ruolei has seen a clue?"

"It looks like a magic weapon that is transformed from virtual and real, but it's not that simple. You can't see the effect now. It's just that this technique is clearly composed of combinations, but there is no trace of splicing..."

I couldn't sort out my thoughts for a while, and I was full of things I wanted to say, all the things I wanted to say were blocked in my throat.

"Then let me leave this magic weapon to study first. With the result, I must explain it to me."

"That's it, that's it. Oh, I have to thank Dao Brother Nanhu..."

Fan Ruolei then remembered how much face Gui Yan gave him just now, and secretly scolded him for "being obediently" and hurriedly made up for courtesy, but Gui Yan also laughed and left alone.

Before the high-end party ended, Fan Ruolei would definitely not be able to get rid of it. These small favors are just a simple task, so why not do it?

The sun rises and the moon moves, the tide rises and falls, and time passes quickly.

In the next two days, Gui Yan found a secluded place in the depths of the waters outside the island, slowly pondering the flaws in the secret technique of the Nine Gangs of the Netherworld. When the agreed time was about, he took out the jade talisman. When the spirit suddenly penetrated, he felt as if he had wings, soared from his hiding place, and rushed towards the east, but his body was still at the bottom of the sea and had not moved.

This is actually because the divine will is pulled by the jade talisman and contacts with the already laid talisman array in the distance. It is a method of remote communication and communication. This method can probably prove that the monks participating in this high-end gathering are very far apart from each other, or are not very suitable for facing each other.

Except for the immortals, ordinary monks can't throw their divine will from thousands of miles away, but with the jade talisman and the corresponding talisman array, this becomes a reality.

In a moment, the spirit of the gods had crossed thousands of miles of sea surface. When they reached the place where the talisman array was laid, there was also an empty sea area. There were only a hundred brazier-shaped objects floating on the sea surface, swaying with the waves, roughly forming three concentric circles inside and outside, leaving a sea area of ​​about a mile in the center.

When the ghost was sick and spiritual will arrived, he clearly felt that there were several fellow practitioners whose spiritual will was circling down. One of them fell on the "brazier" according to the guidance of the talisman array.

The divine will fall, and the fire ignited. It was under the "brazier" close to the middle-level circle, and waves rose in the air, carrying the "brazier" to the inner layer.

The light lit up one after another, not all of it was flame. On the "brazier", there were vague like fog or twisted and flickering like lightning, representing the nature of each method.

The tides surged on the sea, and hundreds of braziers seemed to have spirituality, shuttled between inside and outside.

Those with high cultivation level are in the inner circle, while those with slightly inferiority are in the middle circle, and the worst one is to be in the outer circle.

Soon, a crisscrossing divine will network was formed on the sea surface. The network was based on the talisman array and the "brazier" were used as the carrier nodes to sense and communicate with each other. Of course, there were also self-enclosed, but it did not affect the overall situation.

Gui Yan vaguely felt that it was not until this moment that the talisman formation was truly laid out, and it was the casual cultivators from all sides who helped the people to complete it.

Such a unique talisman array is really eye-opening.

According to Mitu's previous explanation, these "braziers" have a name called "Chengyi Pan", which is specially used to inherit the divine intentions of monks from all walks of life gathered in the talisman array. There are also special mechanisms in the jade talisman held by monks. They can be manifested in a single thought, and the time and degree of clarity of manifestation vary according to each person's cultivation.

After observing for a while, Gui Yan also dropped his mind. In the Chengyi plate, the faint blue flames were filled with mist, which was very restrained and looked a bit soft. At the same time, waves were rising below and headed straight into the inner circle.

Many people were surprised behind Shenyi Network.

Such a flame is at a glance, and it may be that there are not many such people in the East China Sea.

But soon, people's minds returned to the central sea of ​​the concentric circle.

There was a sudden surge, and a Chengyi Pan hidden under the sea slowly floated up. There was also a pool of sea water inside. It was the sea water that evaporated into fog. In a blink of an eye, a figure appeared. Standing on the sea surface, he smiled and said:
Chapter completed!