Rising Sun Mountain was a towering mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles.
Chu Li stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the majestic mountain range. He frowned.
He found that his Omniscient Mirror was ineffective. Rising Sun Mountain was shrouded in an invisible force, blocking the Omniscient Mirror's observation. It was just like Tai Hua Valley, shrouded in a formation.
Rising Sun Mountain actually had a formation. He had never heard of it.
No wonder people could not find anything when they stepped into the mountain. A formation that shrouded a mountain range was not something an ordinary person could break. They could even fall into the formation without knowing it.
Chu Li could not break the formation in front of him and sighed.
Before he came, he went to the Temple of Autumn and set up a formation. He tried his best but could only cover two miles of the Temple of Autumn. He could not protect the entire Star Bamboo Peak.
Fortunately, the Temple of Autumn was far away from the hustle and bustle. The Star Bamboo Peak was very far away from the city. The disciples of the temple were self-sufficient. They planted vegetables and fields behind the temple. They did not need to go outside to buy things. They avoided the vanity of the world and focused on studying dharma.
He only needed to go back once a year and bring back daily needs that could not be self-sufficient to make up for the last weakness. The disciples of the Temple of Autumn did not need to leave the mountain gate. If someone wanted to deal with the Temple of Autumn, they would not be able to find a weakness.
Unless he found another formation master, he could break the formation he set. If there was a change in the formation, he would sense it and rush back immediately.
In order to ensure the safety of the Temple of Autumn, Chu Li racked his brains and did everything he could.
Standing at the foot of Rising Sun Mountain, Chu Li frowned not only because of the formation.
There was a faction on the peak opposite Rising Sun Mountain. There was a building complex halfway up the mountain. There were three main halls and the rest were continuous pavilions. The main hall was written with the words Rising Sun Faction.
Through Chu Li's observation, there were two Grandmasters in the Rising Sun Faction.
If it was a first-rate faction like Snow Lunar Pavilion or Green Hill or even Tai Hua Valley, he would not be too surprised to have two Grandmasters. However, this Rising Sun Faction was unknown in the martial arts world. Almost no one knew about it. There were actually two Grandmasters at the same time. This was a little unusual, and there was an inexplicable feeling to it.
With these two Grandmasters around, he could not fully focus on breaking the formation. Once immersed in the formation, he needed to focus. His reaction to the outside world would be slow, and he would not be as sharp and powerful as usual.
He stood at the foot of the mountain and pondered, trying to think of a way to break the formation. However, he was at a loss. It was far beyond what he had learned.
The Dao of Formation was profound and profound. Even though his wisdom and knowledge far surpassed that of the people of this world, he still felt that he was insignificant and had to seek it arduously. It was even more profound than practicing martial arts.
Formations were related to the way of nature. Just like the modern cosmology and philosophy that he had reincarnated from, it was a study that he could never reach the end of even if he exhausted his entire life.
He had only read six books on formations. With his limited knowledge, he had no idea what kind of array formation this was. He had never even seen one before.
He had the Omniscient Mirror, which gave him a huge advantage in deciphering formations, but he was helpless against formations that he had never seen before.
The sky was like his thoughts. Dark clouds gradually gathered, and soon a gale arose. Heavy snow fell like cotton, swirling in the wind.
The weather here was different from Chong Ming Town. It was still the end of autumn there, but it was already winter here.
Heavy snow fell and dyed the world white in an instant.
He floated into the Rising Sun Sect and silently entered a woodshed. He sat on the couch and observed the entire Rising Sun Sect.
The main hall of the Rising Sun Sect was lit by tallow candles.
There were two old men sitting in the main hall, chatting while drinking tea.
There was an old man with a round and chubby face. His complexion was rosy, and he looked like a rich man. The other old man was skinny and cold. His face was like stone and expressionless.
The chubby old man looked out of the main hall and sighed, "Brother, another year has passed. We are one year older. When can we return to Fairy's Capital!"
The skinny old man looked gloomy and only lowered his head to drink tea.
"If this goes on, I guess we will have to rely on this place for the rest of our lives!" The chubby old man shook his head and sighed, "I really can't accept it!"
"What's the use of not accepting it!" The skinny old man said coldly, "The Emperor's order has been given. No one can disobey it!"
"I always felt that someone deliberately spread rumors to fool us!" The chubby old man scoffed, "The Multiform Demon Lord is not here at all. Ten years! How many decades do we have in this lifetime! "
"If we can't find the Multiform Demon Lord, we won't be able to go back in another ten years!"
"That Minister Li is also useless. He can't break the formation himself, so he asked us to guard it." The chubby old man curled his lips and said disdainfully, "He even calls himself the number one formation master in the Imperial House!"
"He is the only one in the Imperial House who knows about formations. Of course, he is number one." The skinny old man said, "I heard that the Tempest Temple also has a formation master. We must find the Multiform Demon Lord's abode before they do!"
"Brother, I've seen through it." The chubby old man scoffed, "The Emperor asked us to guard here not to get the Multiform Demon Lord's abode, but to stir sh * t. He doesn't want the Tempest Temple to get it!"
"The Tempest Temple doesn't seem interested in the Multiform Demon Lord."
"They don't seem interested. Who knows what's going on!"
"It's almost the night of the full moon." The skinny old man looked out of the main hall and sighed, "This time, I'll go in and take a look!"
The chubby old man chuckled, "Who would've thought that there would be an entrance to this formation every night of the full moon?"
"We're just lucky. Who asked us to have so many people?" The skinny old man shook his head.
There were hundreds of people in the Rising Sun Faction. They patrolled around the Rising Sun Mountain every day. Coincidentally, the patrolling disciples found something strange. They followed the clues and found out about a secret of the Rising Sun Mountain.
This huge formation would have an entrance every night of the full moon. However, it would only last for a few breaths. After a few breaths, the entrance would disappear.
This was a flaw that almost couldn't be discovered. Since they saw it, it could only be said that it was God's will. They only found out about this secret through all kinds of coincidences.
The two of them didn't report it as they wanted to make a great contribution.
After a year, they sent people in but found nothing. Not only did they not find anything, but they also lost more than twenty disciples. No one knew if they were alive or dead. This made everyone in the Rising Sun Faction anxious. If this continued, the morale of the people would collapse and the faction would collapse.
The skinny old man decided to go in personally this time.
"Senior Brother, let's go together." The round-faced old man said, "In case something happens, we can take care of each other."
"Someone has to suppress them outside." The skinny old man shook his head, "Now the morale of the people is unstable. Without someone to suppress them, these disciples will run away!"
"That won't be necessary." The round-faced old man smiled, "If we go in personally, they can be at ease."
"What if someone else comes?" The skinny old man snorted.
The round-faced old man thought about it and sighed, "Senior Brother, forget it. No one knows what's going on inside. Even we are very weak in the face of the formation."
"Life and death are up to fate!" The skinny old man said, "I'm also tired of staying in this place. If I can't get out, report it to the higher-ups immediately."
"Senior Brother, I think we should report it directly to the higher-ups!" The round-faced old man frowned, "We can't involve you!"
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