At the same time, a similar formation was formed in the Li family's ancestral land.
Even though Li Lingge didn't understand the art of formations, he could still sense the connection between the two formations.
Shangguan Yourong took a deep breath and slowly lowered his hands.
"It's done. This formation can teleport everyone in the Li family here at the same time."
The number of people the teleportation array can teleport and the distance it can teleport determines the level of the teleportation array.
The teleportation array she set up with the help of Li Lingge's mental power is worthy of being called immortal level.
Looking at the two huge teleportation arrays, Li Lingge couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"The teleportation array is great!"
If the family had this teleportation array at the beginning, they would not have been forced into such a situation by Emperor Lin Tian and were helpless.
As expected of the ancestor, his thoughts on the family far surpass his own.
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Moon Shadow Sect.
The dusk was as dark as ink, and a palace lantern with a bronze sparrow in its mouth swayed gently outside the carved window lattice, reflecting layers of ripples on the semi-transparent gauze curtain.
Zi Shuhe looked at her curled up toes, which shone like pearls in the candlelight, and her chalcedony bracelet knocked against the edge of the agarwood couch, making a clear sound.
Suddenly a cold wind blew past the window, and the copper bells on the eaves rang.
Her shoulders, wrapped in a moon-white midi, trembled slightly, and her eyes glanced uncontrollably at the rosewood gantry.
The dark blue Taoist robe looked like a cloud crushed by a strong wind. The images corresponding to each wrinkle on it appeared clearly in her mind and could not be shaken off.
Bang!
The ash accumulated in the celadon incense burner suddenly collapsed. She seemed to have thought of something and stepped barefoot on the cold blue bricks.
Her silk shoes had been kicked under the screen at some point, and her toes touched the scattered crabapple petals on the ground, stained with rouge-colored night dew.
The moment her fingertips touched the Taoist robe, a dampness with the scent of pine smoke climbed up her knuckles. The fabric was so thin that the lines of her palms could be seen through it, but it was soaked with a warmth that made her fingertips numb.
"This is……"
The last sound dissipated in the suddenly rapid breathing, and Zi Shuhe suddenly clenched the cloth.
The man's wet chest suddenly swayed before his eyes, and the stickiness under his fingertips could definitely not be rain.
Zi Shuhe put the Taoist robe to her nose and sniffed it gently, and the bronze mirror suddenly reflected the tips of her red ears.
"Could it be that I really twisted it on my own initiative?"
Zi Shuhe immersed her Taoist robe into the gilded basin with twined branches with trembling hands. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the mark disappear into the clear water.
"I'm probably sick."
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