438: Counting down to their death

Since the last incident, as if to mend their broken relationship, Jiang Yun'er had been even more attentive, practically flawless.

If needed, she would even agree if Xu Sanyan asked her to help wipe his butt.

It was a pity she was destined not to glimpse the chrysanthemum.

Gazing at the hidden patterns on the city wall, Xu Sanyan nodded in satisfaction.

Nearly two more months had passed, and more than half of the Formation patterns had been carved.

At the current pace, it would be completed in just over a month.

This period had truly worn him out; most of the time, he didn't even go home, carving the Formation patterns day and night.

Xu Sanyan's actions were a torment for the Formation masters assigned to monitor him, because if he didn't rest, they couldn't either, only rotating to accompany him.

Occasionally, Danzhou Mountain would also come to observe, and discuss insights on Formation with him, and both benefited greatly.

As for the blood used to carve the Formation patterns, for now, it could only rely on the 'enthusiastic contributions' of beggars within the city.

Anyway, Qian Province City had a large population, and the disappearance of a few beggars went completely unnoticed.

And one corpse could last about a day; at most, a few dozen more people would be enough.

However, to be more thorough, he generally acted personally, first abducting people outside the city, then killing them, drawing blood, and disposing of the bodies.

He was already incredibly familiar with the entire process, able to deal with one corpse in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

That evening, Xu Sanyan and Danzhou Mountain stood side by side on the city wall, neither speaking, each lost in their own thoughts.

Xu Sanyan looked down at the passing pedestrians below, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

It was like pity, pitying them for being trapped like ants within this small space, their vision limited to this, destined for a lifetime of mediocrity, toil, and control by others, unable even to control their own life and death.

At the same time, he held a hint of anticipation, as if he could already see the Grand Formation completed in the near future, blood-red light shooting into the sky, and he would use this power to Breakthrough to the Dao, glimpsing the wonders of the Dao.

And these fish and frogs at the bottom of the well, fortunate enough to assist him, could be considered to have not lived in vain.

Xu Sanyan's mind was filled with aspirations, and he looked down at the citizens of the city, silently counting down their death.

Danzhou Mountain suddenly broke the silence, "Has Junior Martial Uncle ever been to the extreme north?"

Xu Sanyan gathered his thoughts and slowly shook his head, "Never been."

He didn't know why Danzhou Mountain suddenly asked this, so he turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue.

"It is said that in the extreme north there is a wall, named 'Heavenly Curtain,' the end of the world.

This old man yearns for it and wishes to see it, and will depart in a few days."

"Junior Martial Uncle is leaving?"

"Hmm,"

Danzhou Mountain's expression was wistful, the evening breeze scattering the long beard beneath his jaw, showing three parts of his demeanor, and he said with a hint of longing,

"This old man is old, and his potential has long been exhausted.

There is no hope of reaching a higher level in this life.

It's better to follow my heart and see how vast this world is."

"Hmm... that's good too.

Perhaps with some insight, you can ascend another step on the immortal path."

"Hehe, I hope so."

Danzhou Mountain smiled and shook his head, clearly not holding out hope, and had even prepared to die in a foreign land.

Xu Sanyan secretly thought it a pity.

This old fellow's cultivation was not low; if he were integrated into the Grand Formation, he would surely provide a lot of Qi, and dying outside would truly be a waste.

Danzhou Mountain handed him a Storage Pouch, his eyes filled with reluctance, "This is all of this old man's Formation Dao knowledge accumulated throughout his life.

Now, I give it all to you, which can be considered leaving a Legacy.

Junior Martial Uncle, do not refuse."

"This..."

Xu Sanyan's face showed surprise, and he feigned modesty, declining a few times, and finally 'reluctantly' accepted it.

Danzhou Mountain was also very helpless.

He also wanted to leave these things to his son, but Dan Qiuyu was an unpromising one, knowing nothing about the Formation Dao, and even his cultivation was not very outstanding.

Leaving it to him would truly be a pearl covered in dust.

It would be better to give it to his Junior Martial Uncle, so that his life's efforts would not be in vain.

Moreover, given the current relationship, perhaps he could help his son in the future.

This was a decision Danzhou Mountain had considered for a long time.

He knew that his Junior Martial Uncle was by no means ordinary, and Dan Qiuyu would inevitably need his care in the future, so building a good relationship in advance was very necessary.

Xu Sanyan suddenly remembered the "Beauty Catalog."

Back then, Yunshan Taoist also traveled the world like this, tasting all the beauties in the world, which was truly enviable.

"I'm leaving.

If this old man can still return, I will have a long talk with Junior Martial Uncle again."

"I wish Junior Martial Uncle an early ascent to the immortal path."

Looking at Danzhou Mountain's back, Xu Sanyan sighed deeply, shook his head, and no longer thought about it.

Everyone had their own Dao.

Danzhou Mountain felt that cultivation was hopeless, so traveling the mountains and rivers could be considered living a worthwhile life.

And Xu Sanyan wholeheartedly pursued the immortal Dao, practically resorting to any means, and this was his Dao.

As for the common people and Cultivators living in Qian Province City, their Dao was to provide nourishment for Xu Sanyan, helping him go further.

...

The next day,

Xu Sanyan was carving a Formation at the city gate when he saw Li Wuxing leading dozens of people hurrying out of the city, not knowing what had happened.

"Lord Li, what is this...?"

Xu Sanyan couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Li Wuxing stopped, his face anxious, "Something happened at Luan Yun Mountain.

The Mist has not dissipated for four months and is gradually spreading outwards.

Baiyu Prefecture, which is closest to Luan Yun Mountain, has already been affected.

I don't know the specific situation, but the higher-ups have ordered us to quickly reinforce.

I'll go ahead, old brother."

With that, Li Wuxing quickly left, flying away as soon as he exited the city, showing the urgency of the situation.

Xu Sanyan frowned tightly.

The Mist in Luan Yun Mountain hadn't dissipated yet?

He had heard people say before that "Mist Time" occurred once every ten years and lasted at most two or three months, but this time it had already been over four months and still hadn't dispersed.

Surely there were no living things left inside Luan Yun Mountain by now.

And the Mist was still spreading...

Xu Sanyan recalled the surrounding forces of Luan Yun Mountain in his mind.

Luan Yun Mountain was adjacent to Gan Country's Baiyu Prefecture, Huai Lake Zuoqiu Clan, and Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain.

If Baiyu Prefecture suffered a disaster, the Zuoqiu Clan and the Qi Dao Sect would certainly not fare well either.

However, Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain had a Saint in charge, so it should be safe.

Suddenly, Xu Sanyan's heart tightened; he remembered something else.

The Mist Sea.

Could the prolonged presence of the Mist in Luan Yun Mountain be related to the Mist Sea?

He still remembered the terrifying monsters he had seen with his own eyes when he Transmigrated through the Mist Sea.

If there was trouble in the Mist Sea, he feared the entire Central Province would be shaken.

"A time of trouble..."

Xu Sanyan shook his head and sighed, his face full of concern for the country and its people.

He was a kind person and couldn't bear to see the common people suffer.

After a while, Jiang Yun'er arrived, accompanied by Qin Shutong.

Neither woman spoke to the other, acting as if they didn't see each other.

Jiang Yun'er leaned closer, lowering herself, and said mysteriously, "Liang gege, have you heard? All the evil Cultivators in Luan Yun Mountain are dead."

Xu Sanyan sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her, his mind slightly wavering.

This little hussy, every move she made was so alluring.

Qin Shutong saw their intimate behavior and immediately felt jealous, letting out a cold snort, "Hmph, what's the big deal? Who doesn't know about that?"