The four of them fell one after another, landing in a thick, rough cloth.

"Where is this?" Dai Qing shouted, loosening his collar.

Tu Longjian looked up and around. Below the crevice was a vast interior space, and on the rock wall above them hung lanterns that flickered ambiguously.

Nachin touched the fabric beneath her and exclaimed excitedly, "It's felt from our grasslands!"

Gan Xiuming was still tightly gripping Tu Longjian's wrist, the look of shock and fear still lingering on his face, before he finally calmed down.

A large felt blanket was laid on the bed, and there were wardrobes around it. The group of people ended up on a large bed.

"I'm so hot." Nachin's eyes were glazed over, and her robe slipped down to her shoulders.

Dai Qing boldly tore open his already ill-fitting clothes and casually tossed them aside, his exposed skin reflecting an ambiguous glow.

Unconsciously, Gan Xiuming let go of her hand and began to unbutton his coat.

As the scene before him was about to enter an indescribable phase, Tu Longjian's brow twitched. It turned out that it wasn't a specific medicine, but rather that everyone who entered this rift would fall into this state, unable to find the root cause.

She used the Cool Breeze and Frost Formation to try to cool down the men and relieve their desires, but it did not counteract the effects of the drug and instead made things worse.

Nachin pressed her soft body against Tu Longjian, rubbing against her incessantly, and said indistinctly, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with me?"

Tu Longjian pulled the robe off her shoulder back and said in a deep voice, "You've been bewitched. Stay put and you'll be fine in a bit."

Nachin suddenly grabbed Tu Longjian's hand as he was about to continue casting the spell, and the immense force prevented Tu Longjian from breaking free.

An unusual blush rose on her honey-colored face, and her voice was sticky, "Sister-in-law...you feel so cold."

"You don't like my brother, but what about me? If it were you... I wouldn't mind."

Nachin pouted and moved closer to Tu Longjian, but was blocked by a pair of long, strong hands. Her goal was not achieved, and she was immediately annoyed. "You!"

Gan Xiuming's eyes were glazed over, and he was breathing heavily. He forced his hand to separate Naqin's lips. No... no one can seduce his Xiangxiang!

Gan Xiuming twisted his body and approached Tu Longjian in a daze, "Xiangxiang, although the venue is a bit unsuitable and there are two hateful outsiders, it's not impossible for us to cultivate together in advance."

After saying that, he even winked at Tu Longjian, which made Tu Longjian feel a chill.

Bang! The next second, he was knocked to the side by Dai Qing, who was shirtless and pushed his way in.

Dai Qing raised her large, sweat-dampened head, her sincerity tinged with shyness, "I have always protected my chastity. If A Xiang wants..."

Having been pushed to the outside, Gan Xiuming, like a mangy dog, shamelessly approached again, looking like he was begging for his master's mercy.

"stop!"

Seeing the three enthusiastic figures vying for the emperor's favor like concubines, Tu Longjian quickly called for a halt.

This butterfly effect is so distorted; she was constantly worried that the people in front of her would engage in a lewd act.

Unexpectedly, it was indeed promiscuous.

Why are they all trying to seduce her?

However, why didn't I fall into this unknowing and unaware illusion?

Putting aside his doubts, Tu Longjian forcefully broke free from Naqin's hand, which was trying to touch him, and stopped concealing his strength.

She channeled her pure spiritual energy into the formation, and taking advantage of the three people's relaxed concentration, she pulled them into the maze of the Clear Breeze and Frost Formation, trapping them one by one.

By mastering the art of array formations, one can fight against opponents of higher ranks.

Although Tu Longjian had the lowest cultivation level among the four, trapping several Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who had lost their composure was not difficult for her.

Ignoring the three people calling her name in confusion within the formation, Tu Longjian frowned and stood up.

Although not described in detail in the plot, given that the surroundings are furnished like those of the grassland people, it is likely that the sorcery is related to Nachin's tribe's main source, and she is going to find a way to cure it.

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Tu Longjian had been searching this heartland for a long time, but found nothing.

There was no exit, only empty space.

Seeing that the spiritual energy maintaining the formation was about to run out, she walked with some anxiety.

That won't do; I need to calm down.

She closed her eyes and focused intently on the subtle fluctuations in the air.

It's windy!

She suddenly opened her eyes, rushed to that spot, and stretched out her finger to probe it. Sure enough, there was a faint, flowing breeze.

Tu Longjian touched the seamless rock wall, frowned, and stepped back.

She unleashed her spirit sword to attack the rock wall, but the rock wall remained completely undamaged.

She summoned countless weapons and magical artifacts, taking turns to attack, but none of them could cause the slightest damage to the solid and smooth rock wall.

Wait a minute! On the broad rock face, there are several dark spots that, when connected, resemble triangular battle flags.

A flash of inspiration struck Tu Longjian, and he hurriedly took out the array flag and touched it against the rock wall.

The seemingly impenetrable rock wall shimmered faintly when touched by the array flags, but returned to its original state after a short while.

Tu Longjian tried to activate the array corresponding to the array flag, and the rock wall began to respond, becoming brighter and brighter. Finally, the array flag seemed to lose its spirit and drooped down, becoming a useless flag.

Tu Longjian frowned, took out more array flags and piled them up, casting different arrays. The rock wall absorbed them one by one, only stopping when her reserves were almost exhausted.

The sea of ​​consciousness in his mind was warm, and the token that the round-faced female cultivator had dropped earlier was shining brightly. It shot out like a shooting star and disappeared into the rock wall.

With a click, like a key being inserted into a long-neglected door, the rock wall slowly opened, revealing the space behind it.

Tu Longjian cautiously entered and saw the transparent phantom of the round-faced female cultivator.

The round-faced female cultivator turned around and looked at her with a smile, "I didn't expect that the art of array flags would still be passed down in the world."

"Collecting so many flags must have been quite an achievement."

Tu Longjian shook his head. "It was a gift from a senior to me."

"Would you feel regretful if your array flags were destroyed?" the round-faced female cultivator asked with a smile.

Tu Longjian narrowed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "That senior entrusted me with all the array flags he had collected throughout his life, and now they are all destroyed. It is naturally a pity."

"However, after meeting you, I feel that the senior's long-cherished wish to master the art of flag fighting is about to be fulfilled."

"You're quite clever." The round-faced female cultivator laughed heartily, her eyes filled with sadness and reminiscence.

"Before she passed away, she made me determined to find a successor with a firm mind and excellent character."

Tu Longjian asked, "Who is she?"

The round-faced female cultivator's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion, "She is my dearest friend. Since you are going to inherit her mantle, you should also know the name of your master."

"Her name is Xu Yunsong, and she is the successor of the ancient and world-renowned array flag technique lineage—the Flying Pine Daoist!"

It's her?! Tu Longjian's pupils shrank slightly. It was the genius whose name resounded throughout the Three Realms, whom Senior Feng Hong had mentioned.

In that golden age, the Banner Masters were revered as powerful beings, but now they have fallen into such a state of desolation.