The power of pine nut oil, even if it rains heavily at the moment, is enough to burn a fierce demonic beast.

As concocted, rows of raging fires were already burning in front of any of them, giving people an unexpected light and warmth at such a dark moment.

The second senior brother's fat body rushed to him, "Senior brother, why do you carry so much oil with you? This is too much!"

"A lot? Okay! I could have more!"

As he spoke, another jar of pine nut oil was thrown out, and it happened to be smashed on the head of a demonic beast.

When the crockpot shattered, the guy was also a little dizzy from the smashing, and he easily set it on fire.

The entire sky was filled with the painful wails of these demonic beasts, rolling in muddy water all over the ground, and they could not extinguish the fire.

Ren was also a little surprised by this, he didn't expect that this ordinary pine nut oil, driven by his aura, would still have this effect.

The rhythm of the battle was in the hands of either one, and everything was like flowing water, and what should have been a difficult battle was turned one side by either pine nut oil.

The wisdom of these demonic beasts is not very high, and they have already learned from the past, but they are still like moths to a fire, and they dare to look for death one after another.

Later, the speed at which the demonic beast came out of the black hole could no longer catch up with the speed at which he could kill it.

Everyone was magically idle, a little uncomfortable with such a change, and they all watched him perform alone, and secretly swore in their hearts that they would get some oil on their bodies in the future.

Why is there so much oil on any body? How much purse is on his body? This is probably impossible to answer, as a man walking in the heavens and worlds, the more hole cards he has, the more confident he will be.

We just need to know that his oil is endless, and this is probably the thief's compensation for him.

It's a pity that the Returning Spirit World can't be opened now, otherwise, he can still summon the Phantom Water Cloud and let it cover the rain in the sky.

Those demonic beasts can also drown them all in it, and completely fall into the Spring and Autumn Dream, he only needs to use his hands to completely harvest their lives.

When dealing with demonic beasts, this spiritual sense did not let Ling Yunzi go, this master seemed to be a generalist, and even cultivated such a remote and unpopular technique as the formation.

I saw that he kept taking out all kinds of small flags, looked at the compass for a while, and planted the flag on it after finding the right position.

In this way, it was not until the big black hole was filled with a finger of his wrist that he put the compass away.

There are words in the mouth quickly, because it is so fast, ordinary people can't hear what is being read clearly.

Either ear moved, and found that he had easily memorized it, and when he was puzzled, a dense text automatically appeared in his mind, as if they were alive, constantly arranging and combining, and soon a paragraph of content slipped through the sea of consciousness.

It turned out to be a difficult and obscure formation introduction, and the text that Ling Yunzi just read was also mixed in, a most inconspicuous corner.

The knowledge was so obscure that the never-before-seen font alone drove many monks away.

Since entering the library building of the Boundary Mountain, the sea of consciousness has filled the countless words of the heavens and all the worlds, but his cognition of this is extremely easy.

After casually glancing at it, he picked up some stones, dead branches and leaves on the ground, and threw them at an oncoming demonic beast as fast as lightning.

"Formation!"

As he burst out with a loud shout, the stones and withered branches that had been inserted into the body of the demonic beast flashed and suddenly disappeared.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that the monster that was running wildly had been running wildly, but it couldn't run any of them anyway.

It's just a small trap, and it actually traps it inside.

“...... Senior brother, it turns out that you are still a formation mage, so powerful......!

The second senior brother's admiration had not been fully expressed, and the rest of the junior brothers wanted to squeeze him away with their butts, but he fought back.

"Oops...... Don't squeeze it, squeeze it! Senior brother won't run away. ”

His body is as strong as a mountain, where it is like an iron beaten, everyone has nothing to do with him, and when there is nothing to be done, a junior brother jumped on his back with a "poof", and expressed his admiration to any of them.

"Senior brother, no wonder you just came here to be Senior Brother Ling Yi, Master, his old man is as wise as a torch, he has long known that you will be a jade, you are essentially home, we will obey you. ”

"Yes, yes, we worship you, in the future, my old horse is the only one you see, you can do whatever you want me to do, just ask the senior brother to take care of me." ”

......

"Haha...... You juniors and disciples are all your own people, and senior brothers will naturally take care of you if they have the ability, don't worry!"

Although they have only been together for a few days, they still have a good understanding of everyone's temperament. He likes this group of men very much, they live a simple and pure life, and their hearts are full of kindness.

He felt like he was always drifting, never having a fixed place to house his vicissitudes of soul.

Although the Bodhi realm is only the first small world he has entered, perhaps in the rest of his life, he will enter more realms and see more realms, but such simple happiness can only be found in this realm.

Looking at those demonic beasts lying in a pool of blood, his heart has never been so cold, and those who dare to come to the door to provoke them are not a pity to die.

"Ahem...... Little Daoyou ...... "My aunt easily opened the crowd and squeezed in, "Are you their senior brother?"

"Back to my aunt, I was injured a few days ago, passing by here, fortunately the master and his old man were kind enough to take in the boy, and accepted the boy as an apprentice, and also gave the Taoist name Ling Yi. ”

"I see!" Grandma listened to the explanation, but instead of relaxing, she said with a gloomy face: "Your formation, you worshipped that Venerable Master before?"

Ren Ren said with some apprehension: "Why did Grandma say this? Since the kid set foot on the cultivation, he has not worshiped the master so far, only Master Ling Yunzi is alone. ”

"You're lying, do you think formation cultivation is as simple as cooking rice?"

In fact, cooking is not easy, at least not for her aunt.

For so many years of living in Jieshan, I have relied on eating raw fruits and vegetables grown by myself.

However, the cultivation of the formation is not so easy to do, the content in it is particularly brain-burning, even if someone explains it, holding the book and reciting it backwards, these heavens and ten thousand worlds, the cultivators who know this thing are also counted.

In the nearly 10,000 years of cultivation she has seen, the array mages she has seen are basically the same generation as Ling Yunzi, and even older. It's rare to be as young as any.

Looking at this face that was too young, she had to wonder if the other party was a fallen powerhouse who borrowed it to be reborn.

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