In the Black Fire Gate, a palace, several monks knelt tremblingly at the bottom of the main hall, their heads lowered as if waiting for something, and the top of the main hall was empty. The quiet hall gives a sense of deathly tranquility.

Suddenly, a gray robe silently appeared above the main hall.

"If you have to report something urgently, if the report is not true, you should know the result" The gray-robed monk turned around, with a faint warmth on his face.

"The death of the brother of the Seventh Elder," said one of the monks below, as if in deep fear of which monk was above.

"Eh, someone in my Shura Sea dares to kill my disciple of the Black Fire Sect? This person is so courageous, he killed Lao Qi's younger brother, but Lao Qi's younger brother should have died a long time ago, it's too stupid" Nan Nan, a middle-aged gray-robed monk above, muttered to himself, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Elder, we will never dare to deceive you, now that the disappearance of the Seventh Elder's brother has died, it has spread all over the Shura Sea" Which of the trembling disciples lowered his head and said in a tone of urgency.

The monks below looked eagerly at the middle-aged gray-robed elder above. But a little star spot appeared in the gray robe, and in an instant came to the side of a few people, and several monks below looked at the star spots in the air in fear, and the little ones shot into the bodies of themselves and others like cold stars, but they didn't make any screams, but there was no trace of life, and they slowly fell to the ground with the fear they had before death.

"Since you don't protect him well, then let's bury him with him, presumably the seventh child will not let you live," the middle-aged elder Nan Nan muttered to himself.

The faint voice of the middle-aged monk "came" came out in the main hall, but it seemed to penetrate the main hall, and the voice echoed in the main hall.

Suddenly, five middle-aged monks appeared below the "In" and looked respectfully at the gray-robed elder above.

"Presumably you have already heard the news, the first is to go directly to Wanhuamen to ask for someone, and the second is to rummage through the entire Shura Sea, find this monk for me, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death" The voice echoed in the main hall, and the middle-aged elder above had disappeared.

At this time, in Wanhuamen, it was like a storm.

The monks of the Black Fire Gate have been in the reception hall of the Wanhua Gate, and there are doubts about the dignitaries of the Black Fire Gate, and in the past few years, the Black Fire Gate has been constantly encroaching on the power of the Shura Sea, and the friction with the Wanhua Gate is continuous. But this time it seems to be different.

"Hand over the murderer, and we will be safe, otherwise Wanhuamen will wait for my declaration of war from the Black Fire Gate," one of the five monks said proudly.

"Are you sure, the murderer is in my Wanhua Gate" The Wanhua Gate monk who received it was the middle-aged monk who took Li Feng and others into the sect at that time, and he didn't care lightly. This kind of planting of the Black Fire Gate has become commonplace.

"There are many monks who have seen with their own eyes, and the murderer has entered your Wanhua Gate, and they still don't admit it" Which of the leading monks was dressed in a square scarf and was aggressive.

"Then tell me who the monk is, and I'll help you find it," the middle-aged monk from Wanhuamen said without fear.

"Okay, my Black Fire Gate will give you three days from Wanhua Gate, if you don't explain, the anger of my Black Fire Gate will make you Wanhua Gate regret it" Which monk in the lead brushed his sleeves away, and a vivid portrait floated lightly on the table.

Which middle-aged monk of Wanhuamen took a look at it, and remembered that it was like this, the character of this portrait was very impressive to himself, that pale face without a trace of blood, delicate temperament, but in the sect's divine loyalty array test, this person was bold enough to save people, and the decisive and delicate mind made people secretly admire.

However, this matter is very important, and the deacon of his own outer door has no right to speak, so he will report it to the adjudication hall and let the adjudication hall discuss it.

In the majestic palace behind the Wanhua Gate, there are bearded and some old monks above, with a long breath, but the majesty in the bones is invisibly emanating in the palace.

The middle-aged monk knelt on the ground, talking about the cause and effect of the incident.

"Yuan Qin, do you still need this between you and me, and you still hold a grudge against me" The old monk, looking at Yuan Qin who was kneeling in the west, said with a sigh.

"This is the rule, and the disciple can't be exempted" Yuan Qin's voice did not fluctuate, and he replied mechanically to the old monk

"Okay, I know about this, you don't have to worry about it," the old monk said lightly, as if he had given the order to evict the guest.

"The disciple wants to say more, this disciple's talent and cultivation are all good, and he is bold and careful, and he also brought three disciples with good qualifications to my Wanhua Sect, I hope you will think twice" Yuan Qin's mood seemed to fluctuate, and he said with some expectations.

"You will also be interested, I thought that your heart was dead, you just replied to those little guys in the Black Fire Gate, and wanted to go to war and accompany you wherever you want" The old monk snorted with reproach, but the person had disappeared into the palace in front of him.

That little guy wants to stay, just stay, for such a talented little guy, Wanhuamen still has the strength to protect it, since the day this little guy entered the sect, he noticed it, and the divine loyalty array sensed that kind of breath to make him particularly familiar. Although there are quite a few ancient qi cultivation paths on this continent, there are very few who have entered the fifteenth layer.

Maybe this little guy is one of my hopes for Wanhuamen, and the icing on the cake is never as warm as sending charcoal in the snow.

And later, when the little guy fought against which disciple of the Xilin clan, the sword intent had penetrated into the fourth layer, and it could be seen that his comprehension was also superb. There are not many old guys in the fourth layer of sword intent who have comprehended it.

The little guy of the Xilin clan should have been sent by the family to borrow Wanshui Tianchi to cultivate, and making friends with such a big clan would not be harmful to Wanhuamen, presumably those old guys of the Xilin clan also knew their existence. There aren't many secrets that a clan like that can hide.

And for Yuan Qin, this little guy can really become a disciple of my Wanhuamen, because there is no brand on his body, killing the younger brother of a little elder of Wanhuamen, killing and killing, such a ruthless and decisive behavior is what a monk should have.

Li Feng, who had been cultivating in the First Heavy Pagoda for a few days, was not summoned by Wanhuamen, Li Feng was also puzzled, he really didn't understand why Wanhuamen didn't pay the slightest attention, Li Feng also heard the news about the dignitaries of the Black Fire Gate, and it was precisely because he heard the news that he was even more puzzled by Wanhuamen's ignorance.

Putting aside the questions you can't figure out for the time being, there will always be a day when the clouds will be cleared. And the inscription array disk in his hand was shattered again, and the faint demon qi in his hand mixed with the aura of this demon pill slowly passed in his hand. The messy lines gave Li Feng a headache.

In the past few days, Li Feng has broken no less than a dozen demon pills, and the array disk he bought has also broken an equal amount, a few days ago Li Feng received the cultivation exercises given by Wanhuamen, and the book of "Wanhua Ming Array", although the cultivation exercises are good, but they are much worse than his own seven-turn spirit source skills, but there are some reference significance.

Wanhua Ming Array is Paul Vientiane, first of all, you need to memorize the lines of 10,000 array diagrams, and how many changes, Li Fengdao is not clear now, because there are too many, each collocation is a new formation, and the new formation, I don't know what kind of existence it is.

Saying that thousands of changes are light, he can only achieve ninety-nine matches at most, and more than ten kinds of matches on the array plate will inevitably be broken, this is still his own soul and spiritual sense, after the fusion of ancient demons, it is much stronger than ordinary monks.

Memorizing the lines of the 10,000 arrays makes my mind swell like an explosion, and the feeling of secretly expanding my mind makes the whole brain seem to be covered with black lines and lines, which shows how much this memory drains the soul.

The true understanding of the formation that I got in the Lingbi Venerable Cave Mansion at the beginning was just to explain the conditions required for the arrangement of the formation. I didn't expect the formation inscription to be so profound and obscure.

Wanhua Mingfeng lies in, one by one, one with two, one with three. , 10,000 collocations,

Two-two, two-three, two-four, to twenty-thousand。。。。。

Three-three matching, three-four matching。。。。。

Until Wan Wan matched, what a perverted and terrifying formation matching, how vast and far-reaching this formation inscription was, Li Feng also felt shocked.

And now I can only do ninety-nine collocation, which is already eighty-one changes, and achieving ten and ten collocations to break one hundred is the qualification for one double Rota to reach two Rota Lota. This is still the blessing of this Rota, and you can feel a slight sense of fluidity in Rota, if it is outside Rota, it is estimated that it will be even slower, and that slowness is estimated to make people crazy.

And the techniques of formation inscription are ten thousand, and each change technique is different, and it takes a lot of time to memorize and become proficient.

The control of his own technique and aura, and the stability of the inscription and scribing are all flawed, and they need to be constantly practiced.

It is not one of the connotations of inheriting Wanhuamen, and the reason why Wanhuamen is never afraid of leaking is probably here, the teaching of this formation system is so obscure, who will practice this kind of time-consuming and thankless exercise outside, and it can complement each other under Rota.

Li Feng took out a new array plate, the aura in his hand was like a pen, and he drew a thick first line on the array plate steadily and skillfully, and this heavy stroke ignited a world like a starlight, and the array plate lit up slightly, revealing dense darkness, waiting for the coming person to continue to light up.

And Li Feng's second stroke lightly touched the position of a hollow groove in the sky, this line is very different from the first line just now, a shallow imprint, but it is such a shallow imprint that makes which empty groove light up, even brighter than the thick line just now.

The lines between the two points are connected together like meteors, one from top to bottom, one from bottom to top, and the lines that converge together, but they complement each other like Tai Chi, without a trace of disobedience.

This kind of line drawing method can not have the slightest deviation, if the deviation of the aura is drawn, then it is a collapse, or even the shattering of the demon pill, or fall into darkness.

Li Feng looked at the lines he had drawn with satisfaction, and continued to fill in each empty slot one by one, and time passed slowly in the astrolabe.

The countless disciples in Rota are densely packed in each person's space, inscribed their own formations, some are practicing their own techniques, some are meditating quietly, and some are sweating profusely. And the fat man and Yu Dezhi are not far from Li Feng.

Wu Qingluo was quietly on the edge of Rota, quietly painting and calligraphy, serious and cautious.

A disciple looked at the array plate in his hand angrily and fell to the ground, but he picked it up again in distress, and slowly sat down to study it anew.

The other disciple of Rota was sweating profusely, looking at the compass in his hand and excited.

In the One Lotus Pagoda, the monks of all living beings can have their own busyness. Quiet and cherished cultivation, everyone's voice could not be heard in the slightest. It's as if each person has their own independent protection.