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"Are you a formation master?" Seeing the tall and thin man in front of him dressed in a neat robe, his eyes were constantly looking around flexibly, and he seemed to be unable to calm down for a moment, and he seemed to be only in his twenties, and the steward under the recruitment list was a little unconvinced.

Although there was more than one formation division in Kapok City, he had only seen one of them, a sloppy old man with gray and unkempt hair, a wrinkled and unkempt face, and chaotic clothes, so he decided that the formation division should look like this. The gap between Gou Zhu's image and the formation master in his heart is too big.

"Sort of. Gou Zhu hesitated. Although he learned the basic knowledge of array formation with Huang Lu, and there were a lot of formation diagrams in his mind, and there were four dragon wood pillars and dozens of traction stones on his body, he didn't know if he was a real formation master.

"Whether you can sign the contract or not is up to Master Ji, who is in charge of the Sky Piercing Tower in this city, to decide. But you must first pay one or two blood spirit stones as a sincerity gold.

"If Master Ji is willing to recruit you as an assistant and successfully sign the contract, these two blood spirit stones will be returned to you.

"If Master Ji doesn't accept you, or if you refuse to sign the contract, then these two blood spirit stones will not be returned. As for the content of the contract, it is all in this jade slip. You can read the contract before deciding. ”

In other words, if that Master Ji colluded with them, and all the people who came would refuse, they would be able to deceive the Blood Spirit Stone...... However, once this matter spreads, it is naturally impossible to recruit any more formation masters.

They can pay a high price of 1,000 taels of blood spirit stones, and it is the moment when the beast tide is coming, which can only show that this defensive array still has a big problem, and it needs to be repaired urgently by the formation master, otherwise it may threaten the survival of the city. In this case, they won't go too far.

Gou Zhu probed his divine sense into the jade slip of the contract and read it carefully, and sure enough, the terms were very generous.

Although he was an assistant to Ji Yan, the formation master in charge of the Thorn Sky Tower, he didn't need to be stationed every day, he only needed to wait for Ji Yan's dispatch in the Thorn Sky Tower for four hours every day. Other times he doesn't have to show up at all.

If he needs to be recruited to work overtime, he can refuse. If he didn't refuse, then for every extra hour of work, Kapok City would pay him a high price of ten taels of blood spirit stones.

He could terminate the contract at any time, but at the cost of having to return a portion of the thousand taels of blood spirit stones, on a pro-rata basis.

Assuming that Ji Yan is dissatisfied with his work, he can terminate the contract, but then he will not lose money. He didn't have to return the one thousand taels of blood spirit stones that were given to him at the beginning. If he continued to work until the end of the beast tide, the contract would be automatically terminated, and he would be rewarded with another thousand taels of blood spirit stones.

With such generous conditions, he was thinking that he would simply mix in the formation master industry in the future, which was much easier than Jade Palace relying on manpower to condense the Pure Yang Pill every day.

The income of the formation division is a lot, but it is related to the current situation. The beast tide is coming, how important is the safety of a city, and a few thousand taels of blood spirit stones are not worth mentioning in comparison. This beast tide brought them an income of up to hundreds of thousands of taels. What is it to take out two thousand taels as a tip?

Gou Zhu carefully reviewed the pros and cons, and felt that there was no problem, so he paid one or two blood spirit stones.

The steward took out a jade talisman and gave it to him, which was used to enter the city and clear customs. The Sky Piercing Tower is outside the city, although there are tunnels to connect it, but the beast tide has not yet come, and they generally pass directly through the bamboo bridge on the moat canyon.

The bamboo bridge is strictly checked, but if you hold a jade talisman, you can come and go freely without any checks. The steward took the lead and led him up the bamboo bridge. Underneath the bridge is a deep gorge that is extremely high. In the canyon is the abyssal water. Looking down from above, it looks like a thin green ribbon of glass, reflecting the sunlight of the zenith.

On the outer side of the canyon was a large square stone wall, which was originally beige, but strange black scorch marks flowed down from the top of the wall, like many curtains hanging from the smooth walls. It was when the tide of the beast was resisted, and some kind of liquid flowed down from the top and was burned by the ignition.

An image flashed through Gou's mind: a tide of beasts filling the canyon below, and mad beasts climbing the smooth cliff walls. The defenders, on the other hand, boiled the oil and set it on fire, pouring it down from the top of the wall.

The impact of the fire just ignited the herd of red-haired baboons that were crawling all over the city walled mountain. Suddenly, the baboons let out a terrible scream, turning into a lively fireball, falling towards the canyon like rain.

The oil floated on the water, turning the moat into a river of fire. And the beasts among them are struggling wildly in the midst of fire and water. But a tidal wave of red-haired baboons gathered from afar, one after the other, as if to swallow it all.

Hook and retract your thoughts. It seems that the harvest of the beast tide in this city is not just as simple as relying on the city protection array to worry about everything, the real beast tide is far more tragic than others can imagine. He seemed to feel the terrible roar of beasts and the smell of blood that remained on the canyon.

This is actually understandable. The formation depends on the right time and place, and all of this is constantly changing. There is no such thing as an eternal situation. Once the formation master fails to take into account any changes, the formation may reveal flaws. Then the rest will depend on the moat, the city walls, and even the flesh and blood of the people in the city to resist.

Walking across the bamboo bridge, the outside is covered with vegetation except for a wide avenue made of rammed loess. But there were no tall trees within a mile radius, weeds and shrubs, and low trees, except for the white tower, which towered into the sky among these low trees, and was imposing.

The tower looked white from a distance, but when it looked closely, it was found that in addition to the dense Xuanarc array, it was covered with charred burn marks and pieces of blood stains. It can be seen that in the tide of beasts, the attack on this tower will not be small.

The tower is made of many huge stones more than one person high, and each stone has a structure similar to a mortise and tenon joint. Any stone shattering will not cause the whole thing to collapse. Just take it off and recreate an identical piece and put it on.

What really works is the dense lines on the stones, which form countless mystical pictures that are difficult to describe. Gou Zhu just glanced at it casually, and the energy of his eyes was aroused, and his heart seemed to be attracted by these mysterious lines, and then he wandered, reaching as far as the four corners of heaven and earth, infinitely far away.

"Hey, go here!" the steward reminded him.

He quickly withdrew his mind, looked away from the formation on the tower, walked into a passage under the tower, and entered a room. Gou Zhu estimated his location, this room should be under the base of the tower.

The room has no windows and is surrounded on all sides by old and old stone walls, which exude a dark and damp smell. On the stone wall, which was supposed to be clean, countless figures were drawn with a brush dipped in ink.

These drawings are not so much a draft of a formation as a draft of a formation, and they are repeatedly revised, overlaid with each other, and crowded in all directions. Ink stains, all kinds of smudges are everywhere.

The floor was covered with yellow rough-edged paper, and each piece of paper was covered with various scribbled drafts. It's all over the ground, and it's piled up. In the center of the chaotic pile of papers, someone pushed an empty space, and a three-foot square piece of paper lay flat on the ground.

A thin old man with gray hair and a scruffy beard, dressed in a gray robe as dirty as a rag and with ink on his cuffs, almost lay on the paper.

Although his eyes were dim, they were more brilliant than Gouzhu, and he kept turning towards the three-foot-square yellow rough-edged paper, and he was chanting words in his mouth. A thin brush was held in his hand, and from time to time he threw himself somewhere to draw a few strokes, and every now and then he screamed and smeared wildly.

It wasn't until the steward walked over and bowed respectfully and shouted "Master Ji" that the man raised his head, stared at the steward with a pair of shining old eyes, and exclaimed excitedly: "Yue'er is back?

Then he looked around, and he didn't see Mu Yue, who was thinking about it, but he saw the tall and thin Gou. This made his face change drastically.

"Who is this? You guys are going to find me some people who claim to be formation masters to make up the numbers, right? I told you, I can't find my disciple Mu Yue, this formation can't be repaired! Have you gone to look for it? Let this kid get out!"

The steward replied embarrassedly: "The city lord has sent many people, even if he digs three feet into the ground in the Pig and Sheep Gorge, he will find Miss Mu Yue back." It's just that she has encountered a strong enemy, and she is afraid of accidents, so you still have to mourn and change. ”

"Mu Yue, girl, Pig and Sheep Gorge?" Gou Zhu was secretly shocked in his heart. Could it be that this apprentice of this master Ji Yan is the female cultivator who was killed by him in Zhuyang Gorge with his Xuanying Cold Water Divine Power?

Although the tide is surging in his heart, he is silent on the surface. At that time, he was still disguised as a herring fish demon, but now he is a person who cultivates with different appearances and breaths. As long as the black flame sunflower and the purple glass mirror are not exposed, it is impossible for this old man to find out.

What's more, he didn't want to kill anyone, but the banshee had to spare him to death, so he had to kill him as a last resort, and he had no guilt in his heart.

The old man sighed. In fact, Mu Yue has been missing for more than ten days, and he has experienced a death match between the blood refiner tribes on the Pig and Sheep Gorge, and he himself can guess the result.

When he lifted up, he stared straight into Gou's eyes, as if he wanted to see him through completely. Gou Zhu is really a little frightened. Fortunately, after he glanced at it a few times, he showed a disdainful look, looked away, raised his chin and asked:

"Are you a formation master, where is the teacher, and whose disciple is it?"