After returning home, Chen An did not eat, but was busy studying how to set up the formation.
Shen Qingyi didn't eat either and came out to study together.
Both of them are foundation-building monks, and their food intake requirements are extremely small.
Many times, just breathing in the spiritual energy in the air can provide the body with sufficient energy.
"Master Chen, how much did you spend on these two formations?"
"One copy costs one high-grade spirit stone, so I spent two high-grade spirit stones in total."
“That’s pretty affordable.”
"Fellow Daoist Shen, do you know how to set up these two formations?"
"I know a little bit. I learned how to set up formations when I was in Xuanhuang Sect."
“…”
Soon, with the help of Shen Qingyi, Chen An successfully set up the "Cloud Hanging Array" and the "Thunder Strike Array" one after another.
He looked around the empty room and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there isn't as much fog as I imagined."
After reading the description of "The Cloud Formation" before, he thought that after setting up this formation, clouds and mist would linger around the house, attracting attention.
Fortunately, the clouds described refer to energy fluctuations and air currents that cannot be seen with the naked eye.
Otherwise, a house filled with clouds and mist would be too eye-catching and would easily cause unnecessary trouble.
"Husband, Sister Shen, have you set up the formation?"
Song Huaying walked out of the hall and asked curiously.
Gu Xinyue, Wen Zhiyun, and daughter Chen Yuejian followed behind.
Chen An smiled and said, "Well, I just arranged it. I don't know how effective it will be. I'm just about to give it a try."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and took out five sound transmission talismans from his storage bag, one for himself and the other four for his wife and daughter.
After binding the sound transmission talisman with his aura, he handed them to his wife and daughter in front of him and said, "This is a high-level sound transmission talisman. It can be used without divine consciousness and spiritual power. Just concentrate on imagining my appearance when using it."
“It sounds amazing.”
Song Huaying took the sound transmission note and ran into the house impatiently to try out the effect.
Not long after, the sound transmission note in Chen An's hand trembled.
Then, the soft and sweet voice of my young wife Song Huaying was heard.
"My lord, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard it, Ying'er, can you hear your husband's voice over there?"
"I heard it! I heard it! Husband, this sound transmission talisman is so magical!"
Song Huaying, a mortal, seemed very excited after witnessing the magic of the sound transmission note.
Seeing his little wife excited, Chen An was also happy.
I don’t know if it’s preconceived or something, but among his three wives and concubines, his favorite is Song Huaying.
Virtuous, open-minded, petite and cute, smart and easy to satisfy.
The only pity is that there is no spiritual root.
Thinking of this, Chen An looked at Shen Qingyi beside him and asked, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you used to be a disciple of a large sect, so you are quite knowledgeable. Do you know of any method that allows mortals to embark on the path of cultivation?"
"Yes, there are, but the level required is very high and far beyond our reach."
"What level is required?"
"I don't know the details, but there are many ways for mortals to practice, and the levels required are also different."
"What are the specific methods?"
Chen An takes this very seriously, as it concerns whether his young wife can always stay by his side in the future.
Shen Qingyi thought for a moment and said, "There are spiritual root transplants, bloodline transformation, acquired spiritual root growth, transformation into Yin cultivation after death, etc. There are countless methods."
“There are so many methods?”
Chen An was very excited when he heard this.
Seeing this, Shen Qingyi didn't want to discourage him, but just said realistically: "There are many ways, but the cultivators who can do these must have at least started from the Nascent Soul stage, or even the supreme Transformation God."
Nascent Soul?
The supreme incarnation of the god? These are not a problem for Chen An.
He is a time traveler with a system. As long as he can survive steadily, he will surely become a powerful cultivator of this level before his young wife dies of old age.
"Husband, I have been sending you a voice message, but I haven't heard your reply. Is the voice transmission note broken?"
Song Huaying walked out of the house with a worried look on her face and said anxiously.
It’s not that Chen An didn’t hear her voice.
It’s just that Chen An was communicating with Shen Qingyi just now and accidentally ignored her voice transmission.
Chen An said to her with an apologetic look on his face: "The sound transmission note is fine. I was just talking to Fellow Daoist Shen and accidentally forgot to respond to you."
After hearing this answer, Song Huaying felt a little unhappy.
My husband is really fickle!
As soon as I started talking to Sister Shen, I forgot about her!
That's too much! After complaining a few words in her heart, Song Huaying asked curiously, "Husband, Sister Shen, what were you talking about just now?"
"you guess?"
"I don't want to guess, husband, please tell me!"
Song Huaying pouted her lips slightly, took a step forward, took Chen An's arm, gently shook it and spoke coquettishly.
Wen Zhiyun smiled and said, "Ying'er, my husband was just asking Daoist Shen how mortals can start practicing. Do you want to kiss him to express your love?"
Song Huaying was slightly stunned when she heard this.
Then the next second, a pair of beautiful eyes instantly became moist, and she looked at Chen An with love on her face, and said in a voice full of emotion: "Husband, is what Sister Wen said true?"
"Yes, really."
"My dear husband, Ying'er loves you. I will love you for the rest of my life and for all my reincarnations!"
Song Huaying threw herself into Chen An's arms, she was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, and she was completely immersed in the happiness of this couple's deep love.
Chen An gently held up her little face, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and said in a gentle voice: "Silly Ying'er, you only need to love me for the rest of your life. You don't need to love me for all your reincarnations. I will definitely let you embark on the path of cultivation and stay by my side forever."
"Husband, come to my room for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Song Huaying pulled Chen An into the room. She found it difficult to express her feelings and love at the moment in words, so she wanted to express it through actions.
Chen An held her in his arms, kissed her on the face, and said tenderly, "Ying'er, you should wait until after you take a bath tonight. I want to test the effect of the formation now."
"Well, Ying'er will stay in the room and wait for her husband obediently at night."
Song Huaying said very obediently and sweetly.
Chen An couldn't help but kiss her on the face again, and then said to Shen Qingyi and Wen Zhiyun beside him: "Fellow Daoist Shen."
"Yun'er."
"Let's go outside and test the formation."
"Um."
"good."
As they spoke, the three of them walked outside.
About a quarter of an hour later.
The test results are out.
Before being recognized by the formation, Wen Zhiyun, who was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, was unable to break through the "Yunchui Formation" and enter the house.
Only after being identified can you enter and exit freely.
In contrast, Chen An and Shen Qingyi, who are foundation-building cultivators, can enter and exit freely.
It takes some effort to get in before being recognized by the formation.
Chen An and Shen Qingyi attacked the formation one after another, but were struck by lightning the next second and could not dodge.
But fortunately, the power is not very great. At most, the person will feel a little numb, but it will not endanger his life.
But if a cultivator below the foundation building stage was struck by such lightning, he would definitely die on the spot.
After testing both formations.
The three of them quickly returned to the house and told Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue inside about the results.
After hearing this, the two girls couldn't help but smile from the bottom of their hearts, and their hearts were suddenly filled with a sense of security.
Now with these two formations to protect the house, the safety of life at home has been greatly improved.
"Why are you guys still staying in my house?!"
"Are you tired of living!!!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of angry shouting from outside the yard.
Chen An looked in the direction of the voice and saw the former owner's ex-husband, the male cultivator who had banged on the door last time to warn him to move out quickly, a first-level foundation-building cultivator named Chen Hu.
Looking at Chen Hu who was walking towards me shouting outside.
Shen Qingyi's urge to punish evil and eliminate evil was aroused, so she drew her sword and was about to go out and kill people.
Chen An didn't want anyone to die, so he quickly stopped her and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, let me handle it."
"That's right, this is your house, you can handle it."
Shen Qingyi suppressed the urge to swing her sword and kill someone, and spoke calmly.
Chen An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Then, he walked out with a sullen face and swung his fist to hit Chen Hu in the face.
He used the most primitive way to beat people, punching them directly into the flesh, and made Chen Hu, who had reached the first level of foundation building, look for his teeth on the ground.
Beating people up so simply and roughly can not only demonstrate strength and intimidate everyone, but also conceal the trump card and maintain mystery. It is very clever.
“Bang! Bang!”
"You...you dare to hit me, do you fucking know who I am!"
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now, I won't bother you again!"
"Bang!"
Chen An kicked Chen Hu so hard that he flew out, and he rolled dozens of meters on the ground before stopping. He warned him expressionlessly, "If you let me see you again, I will beat you every time I see you."
To deal with gamblers, you have to be ruthless, otherwise there will be no end to it.
Chen Hu was scared after being beaten. He didn't expect Chen An to be so strong. He got up and left in shame.
When the neighbors around saw this scene, they were all shocked.
Chen Hu is a great cultivator at the foundation building stage! However, just now, he was beaten by Chen An without any chance to fight back, and his teeth were all over the ground!
How strong is Chen An? Thinking of this, the residents around were shocked.
Some of those who are more flexible have already started thinking about getting close to Chen An.
Any female cultivator who is slightly pretty is thinking about seducing Chen An.
Some male cultivators were thinking about introducing their sisters, daughters, or even widowed mothers to Chen An.
Anyway, they are all trying their best to establish a relationship with Chen An.
At this time, Chen Hu, who had already walked far away, relied on the distance he had created between himself and Chen An, which he thought was safe enough, and used the spiritual power in his body to amplify his voice, and cursed at Chen An.
"You bastard!"
"If you dare to hit your Grandpa Chen, you're dead!"
"Your Grandpa Chen is from the Black Wind Gang. You can expect your wives and concubines to collect your body tomorrow!"
“…”
Chen Hu cursed louder and louder, and his words became more and more unpleasant to the ear.
The three wives and concubines in the room were very angry when they heard this.
Chen An, who was being scolded, just frowned slightly and said nothing. He had no intention of going out to teach Chen Hu a lesson and just let him curse.
It wasn't that he was frightened.
But he smelled a demonic aura at this moment.
An increasingly strong demonic aura!
"Fellow Daoist Shen, did you smell it too?"
Chen An looked at Shen Qingyi who was also frowning slightly and asked.
Shen Qingyi nodded, her face solemn as she said, "I smell it, it's very strong, at least it's a foundation building monster."
"But why is it that I can only smell the monster and cannot sense it through my spiritual sense?"
Chen An raised this question. He didn’t think that monsters could possess magical weapons that could block spiritual consciousness.
Shen Qingyi shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
Just when the two were wondering.
suddenly!
The alley outside the yard suddenly cracked with a loud "crack" and a huge crack appeared!
Instantly! An extremely dense demonic aura gushed out from the crack and instantly spread throughout the street.
"Quick, everyone go back inside!"
Chen An reacted quickly and asked his wife and daughter to go back immediately.
Shen Qingyi drew out her sword and used her five senses to their maximum.
The residents in the alley outside were stunned for a moment at most, but they quickly reacted and hid in their houses.
In just a short moment, Chen Hu, who did not live here, was the only person left in the alley.
And Chen Hu also reacted quickly.
After seeing a shockingly large crack on the ground, he immediately drew the sword at his waist without saying a word and was ready to fly away.
Just as he flew up several meters high on his sword.
From the huge crack on the ground that was continuously spewing out evil spirits, suddenly with a "boom" a group of dark creatures rushed out.
As soon as these creatures came out, they immediately set their target on Chen Hu who had just flown up in front.
Then, like a swarm of locusts passing through a land, they spread their wings and rushed towards Chen Hu.
"ah!!!"
"What the hell!!!"
“Ahhhh!!!”
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream.
Chen Hu, who was full of energy the moment before, instantly turned into a skeleton the next moment. He fell heavily to the ground with a "bang" and turned into a pile of broken bones.
At this time, Shen Qingyi also recognized the black creatures outside, and her face changed drastically.
"Oh no, it's a thousand-eating insect!"
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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!
(End of this chapter)