Chapter 22: Formation Pattern

The storage bag shook slightly, and Lu Ming's consciousness moved into the storage bag to check it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yongsi's yin and yang stone slab slowly showed two lines of beautiful handwriting, "Lu Ming, I heard that my clan uncle Yang Heguang asked you to help introduce him, and please don't take it to heart, just treat it as if there is no such thing, the family is unfortunate, and none of them can become talents, but it makes you laugh." ”

Lu Ming's divine sense gently smoothed the slate, and a line of words slowly appeared, "Yongsi's nephew's orders, how dare my uncle not listen." ”

The slate shook slightly, the handwriting gradually disappeared, and a line of words slowly appeared, "Okay, you Lu Ming, you have become a disciple of Shi Shuzu, and you have set up a shelf, see how I will clean you up after I break through the late stage of foundation building in retreat." ”

"How dare you, but I want to congratulate you first, you are one step closer to reviving the family business." Lu Ming slowly wrote a line of words, then got up and opened the door that had been closed for three days.

"Plop"

Jian Feiyun, who was holding the wine gourd and leaning against the door, suddenly fell in.

Jian Feiyun rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood up, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Unscrupulous, you actually locked me in the courtyard." ”

Lu Ming was stunned when he heard this, and when he got up, he actually forgot about his master, closed the door, and activated the formation of the courtyard, and he couldn't get out or enter.

Jian Feiyun's strength could easily break the formation and go out, but in this way, it would inevitably disturb Lu Ming, who was carving the spirit storage stone.

"Master, I was wrong, next time I must pay attention, can you help me carve the formation pattern on the spirit storage stone I just carved." Lu Ming accompanied the smiling face and took out a spirit storage stone.

"No, my old man has to go back to catch up on sleep." Jian Feiyun threw out a jade disc and walked out of the door.

Lu Ming's eyes were quick and he quickly caught it, the jade disc was quite fragile, even if it fell from a height of half a meter, it was very likely that the jade disc would be broken, although the broken jade disc could still be viewed with divine sense, but part of the information would be lost in the broken place.

The difference between one word and one word is very different.

Lu Ming's divine sense penetrated into the jade dish, and only then did he understand that the spiritual power of the spirit storage stone and the spiritual power of the spiritual path of the depicting formation pattern must be the same, otherwise once the spirit storage stone is activated, the spiritual path will be destroyed or even exploded due to the different attributes of the spiritual power, and the spiritual power will conflict, so that the spirit storage stone will be completely scrapped and cannot be repaired.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, isn't this possible to make a grenade in the immortal cultivation realm? A spirit storage stone is thrown out, and one is thrown accurately, as for the power, it depends on how big the spiritual power conflict is.

As soon as his brain was hot, he immediately chased Jian Feiyun to his cave.

"Master, help me carve out the formation, I want to see how powerful the explosion is." Lu Ming stood outside Jian Feiyun's cave mansion and shouted loudly.

Jian Feiyun walked out angrily, raised his hand, and slapped it towards the top of Lu Ming's head, scolding: "You idiot, do you think that no one wanted to use the Spirit Storage Stone as a disposable talisman before?" That power can only scare the kittens and dogs among mortals, with this spirit storage stone, sell it and exchange it for spirit coins, I don't know how many talismans can be bought. ”

Lu Ming smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "This tradition of Tianyunmen can really make people stupid. ”

But there is one more eye in my heart, think twice before acting.

As soon as the ring of Jian Feiyun Hand Mountain lit up, several dark objects smashed towards Lu Ming, "Take it, don't think about those who don't have it, practicing the portrayal of the formation pattern is the right way." ”

Lu Ming subconsciously caught it, it was a square-shaped piece of iron, and I don't know what kind of spiritual material it was refined, it was dark and cold.

After a closer look, it turned out to be a second-level spiritual material cold iron, although it was just an ordinary cold iron, but Lu Ming's hands were also a little blue.

I don't know how amazing the hundred-year-old cold iron of the third-level spiritual material is, and the thousand-year-old cold iron of the fourth-level will freeze into ice when the foundation building period is near.

Lu Ming held the cold iron, his toes were light, and his figure fluttered back to the house, put the cold iron on the ground, and rubbed his hands.

Under the operation of spiritual power, the bruises that were frozen by the cold iron slowly turned ruddy, and then he took out the jade plate again and studied it carefully.

"The formation pattern is the Dao mark, and it is also a few strokes that outline the Daowen."

It is very simple to introduce, but it is not simple to depict the formation pattern, the depiction of the formation pattern should be consistent in depth and shallow, and the conversion between the strokes should be mellow and blended, while carving, while laying the spiritual road.

This requires that the hand should be stable, and the control of spiritual power should also be at ease, and the laying of the spiritual path should also let the spiritual power turn into silk threads, evenly spread on the formation pattern, and lay the spiritual path while depicting, so that the spiritual path continues.

Lu Ming lifted the carving knife and looked at the cold iron exuding cold air on the ground, and couldn't do anything.

The tiny carving knife is made from a variety of precious spiritual materials, which must be both sharp and tough.

The carved knife that depicts the formation pattern, even if it is only a low-grade magic weapon, is higher in price than the flying sword of a high-grade magic weapon, and the value of the robe of the high-grade magic weapon is the same.

Although the spiritual power condensation silk has been practiced, the silk thread is not even.

"How do you practice the manipulation of spiritual power?" Lu Ming frowned and thought secretly.

"No matter, let's try to portray it first."

Lu Ming squatted down, the spiritual power circulated between the palms of his hands, protecting his hands from frostbite from the cold iron, grabbing the cold iron, the edge on the carving knife flashed with cold light, extremely sharp.

The spiritual power was slowly poured into the carving knife, and the cold light on the carving knife was even worse, and with a slight stroke, a long mark was scraped out of the square-shaped cold iron, and the divine sense swept through.

Lu Ming smiled bitterly and placed the cold iron on the ground, the tail of the long mark was a little crooked, and the depth was different, and the strength was uneven.

The depiction of the formation pattern is not much easier than the enlightenment of the Taoist rhyme, but after practicing the formation pattern carving, it can be used in the future.

Lu Ming paced around the room, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he swept to the brush on the desk, and his face was happy. A slap on the thigh.

"You can practice calligraphy to make your hands steady and even."

Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy is rich and majestic, dignified and majestic, which is suitable for practicing the evenness of strength, and Lu Ming, who is from the Chinese department, is actually not good at writing brush characters, but he has finally practiced some.

Lu Ming sharpened the ink, sat in front of the desk, referred to Yan Zhenqing's regular script in his memory, and wrote "Duobao Pagoda Tablet" stroke by stroke.

Lu Ming's body has been nourished by spiritual power, and the spiritual power refining body has been refined several times during the Qi refining period, and the coordination of his body has increased significantly, and the font he wrote is much better than before.

For several days, Lu Ming devoted himself to calligraphy.

The streamers of Tianyun Mountain flew more and more frequently, and the atmosphere of the entire Tianyun Mountain was inexplicably much more tense, and the outer disciples looked at the red-clothed and blue-clothed senior brothers in a hurry, and they didn't dare to say much, and silently went back to their respective caves to practice diligently.

Lu Ming stretched his waist, and after a few days of practice, his strength had improved a lot, but it was still not enough.

Find two threads and put on the clip, tie it to the shelf and door where the jade dish is placed, the clip clamps the upper and lower ends of the white paper, and start to practice regular script again, as long as you don't pay attention to it, the brush will pierce the white paper.

Such a dedicated writing, even if the physique of an immortal cultivator is outstanding, it can't last long, and after writing for an hour, he stops to rest, runs his spiritual power, and moves his sore body.

Calligraphy requires concentration, relaxation, and coordination to write well, and even the breathing rate must be paid attention to, and every stroke is very particular.

……

Lu Ming looked at the four regular scripts of "Tranquility Zhiyuan" with even strokes on the cold iron with satisfaction, nodded with satisfaction, and let out a long breath.

The door, which had been closed for more than a month, finally opened, and the aura of the courtyard formation slowly disappeared.

Jian Feiyun, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff drinking wine and frowning, heard the sound of the door, and suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Ming in surprise.

The practice of calligraphy for days has greatly changed Lu Ming's mental outlook.

changed the previous frizziness, the previous twilight was deep, and it was also swept away, this calmness and calmness suddenly made people's eyes shine.

Lu Ming walked to Jian Feiyun and sat down, calmly took the wine gourd in Jian Feiyun's hand, raised his head and poured a few sips, the spicy burning knife flowed through his throat, clear and spicy, mellow and aftertasteful, and let out a long breath of wine.

"Whew... Good wine, comfortable. ”

Jian Feiyun, who was surprised, came back to his senses, snatched the wine gourd from Lu Ming's hand, and said angrily: "I didn't know who it was before, I disliked that this was mortal wine." ”

"Hehe, although it's ordinary wine, it's not good, I had no eyes before." Lu Ming simply admitted his mistake.

Jian Feiyun turned his head and glanced at Lu Ming carefully, and gently threw the wine gourd over.

Lu Ming took it, poured a few more sips, and said in a proud voice: "Willing to drink with your neighbors, and call out the rest of the cup across the fence." After chanting the poem, he poured a few more sips before throwing the wine gourd to Jian Feiyun.

Jian Feiyun swept his frowns and scolded with a smile: "You kid, slippery head." Raising his head, the long whale sucked water, and the wine in the gourd kept pouring into his throat.

This wine gourd is also a great treasure, no matter how you drink it, the wine in the gourd is not less.

The two who had drunk high just lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the streamer flew by, and when I saw these two "old men" sleeping on the ground, I couldn't help but curse secretly: "Two drunkards, don't stop all night." ”

Lu Ming woke up quietly, his spiritual power was running in a circle, the wine was steaming, and he was sober up a lot, and he had practiced calligraphy for more than a month, and he also figured out the method of practicing spiritual power, which was the gravitational technique that he had not paid much attention to before.

Half a year ago, the news that Jian Feiyang went to Yingling Gorge began to circulate in the market inexplicably, although Tianyunmen tried its best to cover it up, but it was still learned by someone who cares that the streamers of Tianyun Sanfeng flew more and more frequently, and even the "Canghuang" had been sent out.

There is no one to care about this apprentice of the Flying Master Ancestor anymore. First of all, he tried in vain to comprehend the Taoist texts during the foundation period, lay on the roof for a month, and after more than a month of retreat, he began to go crazy again, and practiced gravitational art for more than a year.

Zhuang Huairen also came to see it a few times, shook his head, and left in a hurry.

Yang Yongsi also used a stone slab to persuade Lu Ming many times, and even Wan Zixuan, who was far away in Tianxian Gate, also used a yin and yang stone slab to persuade Lu Ming, and he still cultivated as a medium.

Lu Ming responded and promised to practice gravity well.