"I can see that Master's purification spell is very effective. The evil energy is dissipating little by little."
Gu Xingyun just looked for a while and then looked away and continued speaking.
"There's no unpleasant smell anymore. If a disciple were to paint it, would it have the same effect?"
Yan Huailiu thought for a moment: "It may be slower to purify, but the effect should be similar."
"This spell consumes a lot of mana... well, spiritual energy. I don't recommend you to draw it for now. Write down the method first and wait until your cultivation level is higher."
He stared at a lush tree in the yard for a long time before saying with a smile, "But you are quite talented. Most people can rarely see the existence of those demonic energies."
Maybe it was because of the hot and humid weather, Gu Xingyun always felt a little breathless when standing in the house.
Yan Huailiu checked the contents of his space bag and searched his memory for his original body's fighting skills and the books he had read since coming here.
I don’t know how powerful that monster is, so I have to take a look first to determine whether I can deal with it and what method to use to deal with it.
He put away the bag, thought for a moment, and called Gu Xingyun forward, casting several protective barriers on him without a word.
I don’t know which one worked, but Gu Xingyun’s chest tightness suddenly improved a lot.
"They probably won't be able to wait until tomorrow. They'll probably be here soon. Stay here and don't run around. Wait for me to come back."
Gu Xingyun held his hand and said, "Master, can I watch from the side? I will definitely not cause any trouble. If there is any danger, I will avoid it immediately."
"Disciple just wants to accompany Master and doesn't want to wait here for news."
Yan Huailiu refused without a second thought: "No, this is not a joke. Even Palace Master Murong finds it difficult to deal with. It must be very dangerous."
"If it were an ordinary monster, I would let you watch and learn from me. Be good and rest here. Just treat it as a vacation. Look at how obvious the dark circles under your eyes are."
"Master..." Gu Xingyun wanted to fight for it again, but he heard hurried footsteps in the yard.
"Sect Master Yan, Sect Master Yan, have you rested well? Would you like a drink of water or something?"
Palace Master Murong's forehead was covered in sweat as he ran in with a large group of people.
He was obviously extremely anxious, but he was still trying to be polite.
Yan Huailiu walked out very considerately: "No need, do you want to go see the monster? Let's go."
Palace Master Murong said nothing, but bent down and stretched out his hand to him, motioning him to go out.
Yan Huailiu took a few steps and turned back to tell Gu Xingyun: "Wait, I'll be back soon."
It took less than a minute for the group to come in and leave.
Gu Xingyun took a look at the empty room and decisively followed those people.
He's smart enough to keep a distance.
Under normal circumstances, he would have been discovered by this group of people long ago.
But now everyone's attention is on the formation and the monsters, and he has a barrier set up by Yan Huailiu on him, so no one will notice him from such a distance.
"Sect Master Yan, I'm so sorry. I wanted to let you rest for a few days, but the monster was so agitated today that we could hardly suppress it. We could only..."
Palace Master Murong looked apologetic and walked away quickly.
Yan Huailiu easily followed their footsteps and took the time to comfort them: "It's okay, I'm here to help, don't worry, it can be solved."
Behind him, several elders who were on the sidelines looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Yan Huailiu has really changed.
The last time they met, he was even stepping on the tiles of their Xuan Yue Palace and inexplicably calling them blind losers!
Now they can speak properly!
This is so rare. Was it true that he was beaten up by Jade Purity Immortal in a dream?
What's going on? You spoke so nicely, and I felt a little touched.
"We're here, just ahead. Sect Leader Yan, be careful." Palace Leader Murong had a serious expression on his face. He quickly ran to the ruins, stretched out his hand to pull a young man away, cursing under his breath.
"You little bastards, who told you to come here? How many lives are you risking? Stop it now!"
Several young men nearby immediately withdrew their spiritual energy, hunched their necks, and stood in line in front of Palace Master Murong.
"Palace Master, we've rested and are here to relieve our guard. Senior Brother Chen and the others can't hold on any longer."
Several teenagers looked pale, some of them could not even stand steadily, and their bodies were swaying.
"Get out of here! Go back!" Palace Master Murong scolded them and kicked them away one by one, tears in his little eyes.
Yan Huailiu was completely confused until he heard an old voice beside him.
"In order to suppress this monster, all the disciples and elders of my Xuanyue Palace took turns to repair the formation, but the speed of repair could not keep up with the speed of its destruction..."
"This is like a bottomless pit, it can never be filled. These new kids insist on helping, but what can they do with their limited skills? Sigh... they're risking their lives again."
Yan Huailiu sighed softly.
In the past, I always thought that Palace Master Murong was too materialistic. He said one thing to one person and another thing to another person. His ability to please everyone was even more outstanding than his cultivation.
Only now can I see the true heart hidden behind that. After all, he is carrying the heavy responsibility of the entire Xuanyue Palace. If he doesn't use this method, how can the sect last long?
If he was really as smooth and mercenary as he appeared to be, and if he really put profit above everything else, the disciples of Xuan Yue Palace probably wouldn't behave like that.
After being kicked, the little disciples were still smiling, supporting each other as they left, their curious eyes constantly falling on Yan Huailiu.
"Master Yan, thank you for putting aside past grudges and coming here to help. We will definitely follow your command."
The old man closest to Yan Huailiu saluted him with a very respectful tone.
The corners of Yan Huailiu's mouth twitched. He had no idea what grudge existed between him and these people.
Fortunately, after this person finished speaking, he jumped down with several other people, filling the vacancies left by those little disciples.
Yan Huailiu breathed a sigh of relief, threw out Wen Yue, flew on his sword, and stood at a height where he could see the entire formation clearly.
"Sect Master Yan, here...eh? Where are the people?"
Palace Master Murong roared, and when he caught sight of a rapidly moving black shadow on the ground, he quickly looked up: "Oh, it's over here, Sect Master Yan, be careful!"
He tried to use the same method to get to Yan Huailiu, but his sword had been sealed for too long and could not carry him.
Palace Master Murong could only find the elder next to him and signal him to go up and take a look.
Wen Yue was running steadily, and Yan Huailiu frowned as he looked at the badly broken formation.
From here, it is obvious to see that the spiritual power of the elders is input into the formation, and then stops and dissipates in the huge cave in the middle.
It didn't play any repairing role at all, it just barely kept the remaining formation from disappearing.
Yan Huailiu pointed his finger at his brow, constantly changing the position to study the broken magic circle.
"Let me think... I seem to have seen this somewhere before, this formation diagram..."
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