Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 430: Sect Leader Shen who specializes in breaking the Taoist heart

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Li Qingfeng subconsciously stayed away from Tongxin Chuan. With the other party's uncanny ability, if he followed him, he would be beaten to death sooner or later.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Feng Yan, who was about to walk into the crowd in despair, his already red face almost overflowed with blood.

 He rushed back to the table in two or three steps, clenching his fists.

His eyes widened, he gasped for air, and finally he turned to Senior Brother Yan for help.

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Yan Wencheng ignored him and looked at the little girl in front of him quietly.

I saw Xu Qing'er twirling her fingers expectantly, without even the slightest hint of fear.

Show off your skills...

 “What the **** is this?”

Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her face gradually turned pale.

As he spoke, Yan Wencheng stopped his hand and pushed the array plate in front of the little girl: "Please."

An array symbol that was dozens of times more complex than before quietly landed on the array plate.

 That is an ordinary Divination Formation Formation.

He glanced at Ah Qing awkwardly. Fortunately, the little girl's mind was on the formation board.

I just wanted to find some peace and quiet, and I didn’t expect to cause trouble.

And unlike the Iron Painted Silver Hook, a test question deliberately left by the God of Forging Tencel, Yan Wencheng relied on his own experience to change the formation talisman, imitating the childlike appearance of Chuan Xinchuan, doubling the difficulty of the formation again.

Xu Qing'er quickly fell into trouble.

　　It is not a strange thing to say that it was a narrow victory.

 It is absolutely impossible for him to take the initiative to attack his most valued disciple.

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They were also setting up the formation in front of them. Feng Yan could only stare with wide eyes. However, the little girl was already thinking about how to break the formation when she was setting up the formation.

Yan Wencheng sighed in his heart.

 Have you gone a little too far just now?

Turning back to look at the silent Elder Sheep, Yan Wencheng retracted his gaze, lowered his head and shook his head with a smile, and then waved his hand to disrupt half of the formations that had been deployed.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened.

 But this time.

 But the excitement on her face became more intense, as if she had encountered some precious delicacy and was savoring it carefully.

The other disciples looked on blankly, and could only deduce the situation from Senior Brother Yan's expression.

 “You just wait to be punished!” Liu Qianyun gave him a helpless look.

 Tong Xinchuan stared at the array plate closely, his pupils narrowed, and then he felt a little regretful.

as time flows.

Is it possible that a so-called "sect leader" who has just entered the realm of returning to the void has his face more important than the Taoist heart of his disciples?

  It is also the Void Return Realm grand formation, and it is also part of the grand formation.

Outside the palace, Liu Qianyun heard the movement and couldn't help but look inside.

 Winning is winning, losing is losing.

Elder Sheep seemed not to have heard anything and ignored this beautiful deacon who had an elder's biological father.

 She held her forehead as she felt a slight headache.

The little girl nodded seriously, and then poured her soul into the formation disk, without even thinking, and quickly condensed many formation-breaking objects.

 This gap is not small.

“Elder Liu values ​​rules the most. I don’t think I have done anything wrong.” Elder Yang is not afraid of threats at all. The entire sect knows Elder Liu’s character.

Of course, thinking is thinking, whether it is knowledge, experience, or formation attainments, these things cannot be compensated by xinxing.

No matter the expression or movements, they are exactly the same as the childlike Chuan Chuan before.

Feng Yan’s pig-liver-like face has a smile again. Senior Brother Yan is planning to take out this bad breath for himself today!

 I saw his palm waving again.

 If he said he didn't do it on purpose, no one would believe it.

But facing a behemoth like the Qingyue Sect, he could only use the killing formation with iron painted silver hooks. If he had used other formations, he might not be able to defeat the solid hard power of this group of allied sect monks.

 What's going on with letting the water go?

 She quietly entered the temple, came to the side of Elder Sheep, and whispered again.

Yan Wencheng looked attentive and slowly clasped his hands on the table.

Elder Yang also stood up, walked down step by step, stood behind Xu Qing'er, and unconsciously began to stroke his beard.

 Finally, a palm rested on Ah Qing's shoulder, interrupting her breakout formation.

"Well?"

 Xu Qing'er looked back blankly.

 “Let’s stop here.” Shen Yi pushed away the formation plate in front of her.

Yan Wencheng suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him closely.

Elder Sheep also shook his head with some dissatisfaction. The idea of ​​breaking the formation was all right. Unfortunately, due to the state of Qi training, the strength of the soul was too low to sustain it.

"Oh well."

Xu Qing'er wiped her sweat and was about to get up, but her steps staggered slightly and she fell into Shen Yi's arms.

She instinctively wanted to stand up, but hesitated for a moment, as if her body suddenly lost all strength.

 “Don’t pretend.”

Shen Yi rolled her eyes and carried her to a seat to sit down.

With his current strength, it is impossible to see the consumption of this little girl. She was completely stuck on the line and interrupted it. If she continues, it may really damage her soul.

"oh-"

Ah Qing curled his lips and sat down obediently.

 The other disciples were still confused and didn't say anything. What's going on?

 But the formation must have not been broken, so Senior Brother Yan should have won.

Tong Xinchuan glanced at Yan Wencheng with a strange expression, then suppressed her laughter and sat back pretending to be calm.

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Yan Wencheng took out a breath and stood up slowly.

How could something so serious like formation turn into an intimate atmosphere for no apparent reason.

 He looked at Ah Qing again: "It's just the last step, please hold on a little longer."

 The words have not yet finished.

 Shen Yi suddenly looked over casually.

Elder Yang silently cast his gaze on this disciple, feeling rather helpless. The little girl had indeed seen through the useless formation talismans that Xiaoyan had deliberately added. The so-called last step did not mean that he could really break the formation.

 But as long as this step is taken, the rest is just a matter of time, maybe months, maybe years, but the result is destined.

 Such a blow may be a bit too sudden. “Forget it, go back and sit down.”

Elder Yang stretched out his hand to pull him to his side and patted Yan Wencheng on the shoulder: "Realm is also a part of strength. You are also focused on the Void Return Formation. You have not studied it deliberately in the God Transformation Realm. You can barely count it. Tie.”

As soon as these words came out, it was like cold water exploding in hot oil, and there was an uproar in the hall.

Feng Yan looked at Ah Qing in disbelief. What does it mean to be barely tied? In other words, it means overwhelming others with strength, but actually losing in formation.

"I…"

Yan Wencheng closed his eyes, opened his eyelids after a moment, and raised his hands towards Ah Qing: "Don't deceive yourself, Yan is not as good as others."

“But those things just now are indeed not Yan’s strengths.”

 He changed his voice and turned his gaze to Shen Yi next to him: "Fellow Taoist is also in the realm of returning to the virtual world. Please give me some advice."

Li Qingfeng has not yet reacted, but Tong Xinchuan and Xu Qing'er looked forward to it. Shen Yi's formation skills were well known and she was the best in the Nanyang Sect, but they had rarely seen each other's formations in person.

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Shen Yi didn't quite understand what the two people next to him were making fun of.

His formation attainments are rather special.

If you have seen it, you can easily catch it. If you have not seen it, there is no hope.

The Qingyue Sect's formation methods cannot use the contents of the Xu family or the Forging God Tiansi.

 “Brother Dao, please enlighten me!”

Yan Wencheng leaned forward again, and it was obvious that he really wanted to do his best to prove himself.

At this time, Elder Yang suddenly faced Liu Qianyun's angry glare and slowly took out a formation diagram from his sleeve: "This is the Five Elements Treasure Lotus Formation. Xiaoyan has never learned it, and Sect Master Shen must have never seen it. Why don't we just use this This formation is the most fair title.”

“The Baolian Formation is divided into nine forms, and each form is divided into one hundred and eight diagrams.”

“Whoever can lay out more in three days will win?”

　　It can be seen that he really regards Yan Wencheng as his own son, and even if he risks offending Elder Liu, he must regain his confidence for him.

 Shen...sect leader?

 As soon as these three words came out, all the disciples nearby looked horrified.

They knew about the Nanyang Sect's reappearance, but they didn't know what kind of sect leader there was.

Feng Yan also became frightened.

Even though this young man does not seem to have the aura and realm that a sect leader should have, with this name, it is still a matter of just one sentence to deal with him, an ordinary inner disciple.

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 Shen Yi felt the complicated gazes of the people around her.

 Handlessly took the formation diagram from Elder Yang's hand, and then looked at it carefully.

 “Thank you very much.”

Seeing this, Yan Wencheng finally smiled, took a copy of the formation chart, and sat back with a focused expression, his eyes burning brightly.

 This is what he is best at.

 Tong Xinchuan and Xu Qing'er suppressed their curiosity and stood quietly behind Shen Yi, wanting to see how the other party would break the situation.

 Time passes slowly.

 After about a stick of incense, Shen Yi finally put down the formation map.

Yan Wencheng's mind was slightly disturbed, but he quickly dismissed the distracting thoughts and was not affected by any of the other party's actions.

Elder Yang looked at Shen Yi doubtfully, and the other disciples were also a little stunned. What are they doing? Don't want to compete again?

“Is there anything wrong with this formation?” Tong Xinchuan asked in a low voice.

"I think should not be."

Shen Yi was not sure either. When he took the array plate, his movements were not as fast as Tong Xinchuan or Yan Wencheng.

 Meticulous and meticulous.

The movements were precise as if they had been arranged thousands of times.

 When Shen Yi made the first stroke, Elder Yang couldn't help but frown.

 The formation diagram that came out of his hands was of course so complicated that no one could understand it better than him.

Even with Xiaoyan's talent, it would take at least ten years of study to completely master this formation. In three days, it would be good to be able to draw the prototype of one of the pictures.

If you really don’t want to compare, you don’t need to reach out to receive the formation chart.

 Since it has already started, it is really disrespectful to act like this.

However, it only lasts for a few breaths.

 Elder Yang’s expression froze, because under the infusion of Shen Yi’s soul, the first lotus petal had quietly appeared on the formation plate.

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I do not know how long it has been.

Shen Yi put down the formation disk, stood up again, and said calmly to Elder Yang: "Let's stop here today. I won't disturb the elder's lecture."

 Attendant is an observer. If you make the other party's lecture hall look like this because you are waiting for someone else, there is no need for it.

 “Farewell.”

Shen Yi tapped his chin lightly, without deliberately adjusting his sleeves and robes. He walked through the crowd and walked out of the hall.

Li Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

Xu Qing'er subconsciously wanted to leave, but her eyes fell on the formation disk inadvertently.

I saw dense arrays of talismans stacked on top of each other, turning into a gorgeous lotus in full bloom on the square sand table!

It’s stunningly beautiful, but it also contains a rich aura of vastness!

She opened her mouth in a daze and breathed quickly.

Tong Xinchao's eyelids were beating uncontrollably, and the steady palm that had been controlling the forging **** Tencel all year round was trembling violently at this moment.

His years of knowledge suddenly collapsed quickly.

 The whole person froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Elder Yang picked up the array plate, turned around and looked outside the temple, only to find that the young man had walked away.

He hurriedly spoke out to stop the other party: "Shen..."

However, he suddenly remembered the identity of the young man and how he could not call him at will.

The elder's behavior seemed to be announcing something to the other disciples. They looked neatly towards the outside of the hall, with almost the same stiff expression: "..."

 The entire hall was as quiet as a pindrop.

 Such a big movement finally affected Yan Wencheng.

He reluctantly moved the formation chart away, but saw that Shen Yi on the opposite side had disappeared. Just as he was about to ask, his eyes also fell on the formation disk in Elder Yang's hand.

follow closely.

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The formation diagram in Yan Wencheng's hand suddenly split into two halves. He stood up suddenly and tried to take a step forward, but he suddenly felt dizzy and staggered back to his position.

There was only a dull question left in his mouth: "Did he just set this up? Is this the Baolian Formation? Elder, where did the formation map come from?"

Three consecutive inquiries, covering almost all other possibilities.

Yan Wencheng, who had been able to admit defeat calmly in front of Ah Qing just now, was trying his best to find all kinds of excuses and reasons, completely unable to accept the scene in front of him.

"I…"

Elder Yang opened his mouth. Facing this most valued disciple, he couldn't think of a way to restore his confidence for a long time.

 Let alone Xiaoyan, even he himself was in a trance at the moment.

 (End of this chapter)