Super Golden Eye

After finishing speaking, Han Mei put the tableware in the dining car and pulled up Li Anqi and Chen Mo: "Two sisters, go to my place first, and then slowly discuss how to arrange this room. Let's go."

White light flashed, and the three women left, leaving Fang Yang herself there: "The heart of a woman, the needle on the seabed, is really an incomprehensible creature."

After leaving the cave, Fang Yang carefully sealed most of the cave opening with gravel, leaving only a vent before flying to the top of the mountain.

Finding Jicuo again, Fang Yang asked: "Jicuo, do you have a map of the ancient Zhugu Sacred Plain? The more detailed the better."

Ji Cuo said: "Yes, but it takes a long time, and it is hand-painted, I am afraid there will be errors."

Fang Yang said, "It's okay, show it to me."

"I'll get it now."

After Ji Cuo finished speaking, he ran to the back in a trot. A few minutes later, he held a sheepskin map in his hand and handed it to Fang Yang: "Master Zhugu, this is the most detailed map."

Fang Yang held the map and walked to the table and spread it out, carefully checking the map. It was discovered that there were eight snow peaks standing in the surrounding area, guarding the ancient sacred land, like a lotus platform.

Jituo saw Fang Yang gesturing on the map from time to time, and could not help but whispered, "Master Zhugu, what do I need to do?"

Fang Yang pointed to the map and said: "Since you don't want to change your current life, then I want to do something in another way.

According to the topography on the map, it is possible to set up a large formation of golden lotus. But I don’t have something to use as a front. "

Ji Cuo asked, "What's the effect of the ground swelling golden lotus formation?"

Fang Yang said: "The concentration of heaven and earth spiritual power is increased by at least three times. Hundreds of evils do not invade, the Buddha's light protects the body, and the cultivation speed will also be greatly increased."

Ji Cuo's eyes lit up suddenly: "Are there any special requirements for the eye-shaped thing? For example, size, shape, etc.?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "That's not necessary, because the scope is too wide, and it doesn't need to be so fine. The only requirement is to have enough spirituality. The higher the level, the greater the power of the formation."

"Enough spirituality..." Ji Cuo whispered several times: "If it really doesn't matter how big or small, I think only the holy pagoda is the most suitable!"

Fang Yang immediately asked: "What's the matter with Sacred Tower?"

Jicuo said: "The holy pagoda is the place where the relics were enshrined after Zhugu sitting in the past. It can be said that it is the most sacred place in the whole holy place and the most spiritual place.

Fang Yang became interested: "All the relics of ancient Zhugu sitting in the past are gathered in one place? Take me to see."

But not everyone can produce relics, and it is extremely precious to get one at ordinary times. Hearing what Jicuo said, the Tali still doesn't know how many relics there are. It is definitely a big surprise!

Ji Cuo immediately took Fang Yang to the sacred tower behind. Fang Yang found that the location of the sacred tower was right at the center of the entire Zhugu Sacred Plain, which was the center of the lotus platform!

The holy pagoda is not high, it is made of top-grade white marble. The pagoda is exquisite and elegant.

Fang Yang used the golden eye and found that the structure of the holy pagoda was exquisite and unique, hollow, with a sturdy seat, and the height and diameter of each layer gradually decreased from bottom to top.

Above the second floor, there are Buddhist altars and small pagodas on each side of each floor, and there are statues in the niches. Every character is lifelike and different.

Jicuo explained to the side: "Every statue on the holy tower is a self-portrait of Zhugu. In the small tower behind the statue, there is a hidden door that hides its relics."

Fang Yang counted and found that there were seventy-one Buddhist altars. In other words, as of today, the ancient Zhu Sage has passed through seventy-one generations, which is quite remarkable.

Feeling the pure and majestic spiritual power of the Buddha from the holy pagoda, Fang Yang immediately decided: "This holy pagoda is just right! Are there any buildings on the surrounding snowy peaks?"

Jicuo said: "Yes, in order to facilitate the pilgrimage of believers, there is a holy tone tower on each snow peak.

In the most glorious time of the holy place, when the altar was opened in the main temple, the Buddha's sound can also be heard under the tower. So it is named Buddha Yin Pagoda. "

Fang Yang smiled on his face, "That's even simpler. Protect me outside, don't let anyone disturb me."

"Yes." Ji Cuo agreed and retreated to the edge of the holy tower.

Fang Yang didn't do it right away, but sat cross-legged in front of the holy tower, spurring the golden compass with all his strength to show the Feng Shui direction of the entire Zhugu holy original.

With a general plan in his mind, Fang Yang opened his eyes and quickly drew a series of formations on the jade slab under the holy tower.

Fortunately, the mithril in Lanxin's ring is enough, at least enough for him to toss for a while. But it is time to replenish the inventory.

When the last formation was connected by Mithril, Fang Yang let out a sigh of relief and walked to Jituo's side: "Go, take me to the nine sacred towers."

In the next day, Fang Yang, under the leadership of Jicuo, ran nine hills and placed a pattern under each Buddhist sound tower.

It's best to go back to the Holy Tower again, it's already midnight. Stronger than Fang Yang, also looks slightly tired.

Ji Cuo was a little worried: "Master Zhugu, why don't you take a rest and continue tomorrow?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "It's okay, everything has been done, the only thing left is to start the formation, don't worry."

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Ji Cuo had to continue to retreat to the outside to protect Fang Yang, but he did not dare to leave Fang Yang for a moment, for fear that he might miss something.

According to Jituo's idea, there are three great kings and other Dharma protectors, and there is no need for Fang Yang to do it himself, but Fang Yang dare not leave such an important matter to them.

It’s okay if it’s done, but if it’s not done well, it falls short, and it’s not so easy to find just the wasted material.

Settling down, Fang Yang meditated in front of the holy tower, preparing to start the formation. This large formation, but the entire Zhugu Sacred Plain was included, and the required spiritual power was visible.

Fang Yang didn't dare to entrust him. He laid down the Spirit Gathering Formation in every formation, and after placing the spirit stones, he fully mobilized the power of Heaven and Earth Fengshui to activate the formation.

With the force of Feng Shui being introduced into the formation underneath by Fang Yang, the original silver Mithril formation gradually turned golden.

It was that the area covered by the formation was too large, even if Fang Yang had done his best, he was about to reach its limit after the formation changed half of its color.

The speed at which Feng Shui power is injected can't keep up with the speed at which the formation map consumes. Even Fang Yang's True Qi was rapidly losing its strength.

At the current rate, Fang Yang will be sucked into an adult after at most one stick of incense! The most terrible thing is that since the formation has started to activate, there is absolutely no way to stop it actively!

Fang Yang's complexion was solemn, knowing that this time it was a big game! Unexpectedly, the power of Feng Shui, which has always been reliable, would even miss!

In Fang Yang's perception, one-third of the disappearing Feng Shui power entered the formation, while the other two-thirds were absorbed by the holy tower behind him! This is definitely an accident!

But now, no one can help Fang Yang. In order not to die young, Fang Yang gritted his teeth and almost used all his energy for feeding. I hope to hold on for a while. Maybe the few big guys in the body can have any station. come out.

Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is extremely cruel. Fang Yang felt that the power of the true essence in his body was less than 10%, his body was weak, his head was dizzy, and there were countless gold stars shaking in front of him.