"The location where the underground fire gushed out is the Yan Temple, and the Yan Temple is located in the southeast of Beiling."
After the words fell, a map was unfolded in front of the great sage.
The location of the capital, mountains, rivers and streams in the map were marked in great detail.
There was a flashing light spot, which was where the Yan Temple was.
"Bring the map." Qin Ze said to the Dharma King.
The Dharma King flipped through it and quickly found the map given by the previous captain.
Qin Ze compared the map given by the great sage and confirmed that the Yan Temple mentioned by the great sage was the dilapidated temple they went to that day.
"The formation is underground in the Yan Temple. I set up an isolation formation at the entrance. Only people of my clan can enter."
"Under this photo stone, I put a token of my clan."
"Your Excellency only needs to put this token into the groove behind the base of the Yan Temple statue, and the isolation formation will be opened to you."
Brother Swallow stood up and raised the photo stone.
The Dharma King lowered his head and looked down.
With a "click", a palm-sized token suddenly fell down.
The King of Dharma picked up the token and his eyes widened immediately.
It was exactly the same as the one he had bought for two thousand dollars before.
The only difference was that this one was a little newer.
The Great Sage continued: "This token is not only the key to enter the formation, but also the key material for repairing the formation below."
"I have engraved a miniature formation on it. You don't need to do anything special. Just put it into the eye of the formation and the formation will repair itself."
"It should be noted that it can only be put in when the ground fire is the weakest, otherwise it will be burned to ashes directly."
"The sixth day of each month in the Yan calendar is when the ground fire burns the weakest. You can repair the formation on that day."
"I don't know the calendar of the nobles. The calendar of my clan is thirty days a month. In addition, there is the calendar of my clan on the photo stone. Please check it yourself."
It must be said that the Great Sage considered it very carefully.
He took almost all possible factors into consideration and gave corresponding methods.
How lucky it is that the Lanyan tribe has such a great sage.
The great sage bowed deeply to Qin Ze again.
"Thank you for your help to our tribe."
"Although I don't know if my people are still alive at this time, this is the only thing I can do for them."
"I wish you good luck in martial arts."
Finally, the great sage smiled slightly.
The white light of the shadow stone flashed, and the scene disappeared.
Qin Ze's mood was quite complicated.
From the great sage's last smile, he saw relief, helplessness, regret, and freedom.
If possible, Qin Ze really wanted to get to know this great sage in reality.
The King of Fa weighed the token: "So my two thousand dollars wasted?"
Brother Swallow said: "Remember what we saw in the tower."
"Lao Deng threw this sign out at the end. It was probably used to activate the formation at that time."
"The one you bought is the one he threw out. When the formation is activated, the energy inside is used up, and it becomes waste."
The King of Fa was heartbroken: "My two thousand dollars!"
Brother Swallow looked at Qin Ze: "What do you mean?"
Qin Ze said: "Bring the ball."
Brother Swallow came to Qin Ze holding the photo stone.
Qin Ze saw a string of numbers right above the photo stone.
5062, 7, 7
"This should be the calendar of the Blue Flame Clan." Qin Ze muttered to himself: "5062, July 7."
The King of Dharma raised his eyebrows: "Then we are really unlucky."
"Old Deng said the sixth of every month, and today is the seventh, which means we have to wait for another month."
Brother Devouring asked Qin Ze: "Do we really have to build that formation for him?"
The King of Dharma agreed: "Build the sixth, this wave can only say that Old Deng met the wrong person."
Qin Ze rolled his eyes: "It's just a little effort."
It can be said that the chosen people appreciate each other, or it can be said that he was moved by the great sage's dedication to the Blue Flame Clan.
Besides, it was just a casual placement, Qin Ze didn't think it was a trouble.
"Good old man."
The King of Dharma sat on the table, swinging his legs.
Brother Devourer asked: "After this wave of World Source is taken out, will Brother Yuanzi's Famine be returned?"
Qin Ze snorted: "Are you insulting Brother Yuanzi?"
"Would a dignified human swordsman lack your fifty World Source?"
Fa Wang gave Qin Ze a thumbs up: "You have always been the first to be shameless."
In the local area network, the honest giant tyrant said weakly: "So... can I come back now?"
He really had enough sand.
Qin Ze: "Come back, I gave you a chance to go on a business trip and you didn't cherish it."Juba: "..."
The next day, the official website of the Haidu Law Enforcement Department posted the news that the leader of the Black Cross Pirates had been arrested.
All the major fleets were jubilant.
In the future, they no longer have to worry about going out to sea.
Qin Ze, who had just come out of the cafeteria in the morning, received a call from Xia Huaian.
"The Black Cross Pirates have been arrested. I don't need to ask your classmates to help me keep an eye on them."
"God has eyes. Has Sister Huaian's ship been found?"
Qin Ze asked knowingly.
The ship has been buried in the sea.
Xia Huaian on the other side of the phone sighed: "No, the pirates have been stubborn and said they didn't rob my ship."
"I guess they want to reduce the punishment. I can only admit that I'm unlucky."
Qin Ze comforted: "Sister Huaian, don't be too sad."
Xia Huaian smiled: "There's nothing to be sad about. Anyway, thank you for this time. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
After ending the call with Xia Huaian, Qin Ze returned to the dormitory.
"I brought you breakfast."
Wen Jing was meditating as usual.
The fat man was reading a martial arts book.
Huai Xu was sitting on the bed, listless and looking like he was about to die.
Hearing the voice, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Boss, I didn't say anything wrong after drinking yesterday, did I?"
Qin Ze put the breakfast on the table and shook his head, "Of course not."
Huai Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
Qin Ze said lightly, "You just held our hands and told us about your failed relationship experience."
"What?"
Huai Xu's voice rose eight degrees like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Qin Ze continued: "You said you had a girlfriend for three years, but you never even held her hand."
"You only have 200 yuan left for living expenses, and you have to give her 131.4 yuan. After she collects it, she blocks you."
"You have to go to the construction site to move bricks every weekend, just to watch a movie with her, but in the end..."
Huai Xu hugged his head in pain: "Boss, stop talking."
The fat man smiled and said: "Third brother, you must remember that if you don't have a woman in your heart, you will be a god when you draw your sword."
Qin Ze stopped teasing Huai Xu: "Okay, let's eat quickly."
"Next time you can't drink, sit at the dog table."
Huai Xu curled his lips: "I, Huai Xu, will die of thirst in the future, and I will never drink a drop of alcohol again even if I die outside and jump off from here."
Wen Jing finished his meditation, opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said to Qin Ze:
"Today is Saturday, Xuanmeng Yijing is open, do you want to go and see it together?"
Anyway, there was nothing to do, Qin Ze nodded: "Let's go together after dinner."