"It's just that there is a passage on the stele that records the purpose of that small formation, and there may be others, but it has not yet been translated. The Mao guest said.

Many people who study ancient texts nodded in agreement.

Everyone didn't pay attention to this matter and continued to work separately, and Mao Rui also returned to the small formation to study.

The three formations here are all very exquisite, and just after studying them for a few days before, Mao Rui's formation attainments have improved a lot.

As long as it continues, I believe it can continue to improve.

After knowing that the small formation had the function of letting people out, Mao Yihong and the five of them each sent back to the clan those who were either cultivating or discussing the Tao on the side, and who had not studied the formation and ancient texts anyway.

Since there are only formations and ancient texts to study here, it is inevitable that it will be a bit of a waste to let these monks who are good at other aspects continue to stay here and occupy this precious place.

It's better to let them go back, and change the same number of people among the Hui people, who are good at formation and ancient literature.

Before leaving, someone asked the five great powers, and the person who replaced them had any other requirements besides being good at formations or ancient texts.

The five of them gave the same answer very tacitly: there are no requirements, as long as it is not a Qi training period.

As for why they didn't practice the Qi period, the five didn't say it explicitly, but everyone understood the reason. There are many people, their eyes fluttering to Mao Rui's thin face.

Kindness... The reason for the five powerful monks who don't need the Qi cultivation period is still very understandable.

The sun rises and sets, spring goes and spring comes again, and in a blink of an eye, Mao Rui is twenty-two.

In the course of the year, everyone in the portal has their own harvest, and those who have studied the ancient text have translated most of the content of the inscription.

And Mao Rui and other people who studied the formation, originally couldn't even take a look at the two large formations, but now they can make simple calculations.

Rubbing his forehead, Mao Rui lit a cigarette and looked at the formation in front of him, frowning.

In the past year, Mao Rui's formation attainments have made a great breakthrough.

The experience inherited from the Burning Heaven Dao people, there are many things that Mao Rui can't clearly understand, and they have all been perfectly interpreted in this year.

It can be said that Mao Rui's attainments in the formation are what really belong to him, and he is no longer inherited from/Burning Heaven Dao.

In recent days, Mao Rui found that he had fallen into a bottleneck in terms of formation attainment. No matter how much research is studied, no progress can be made.

It was as if there was something in his brain that was preventing him from continuing to absorb the knowledge of the formation.

Mao Rui also asked Mao Yihong, who also joined the formation research because there were few arguments, and Mao Yihong told him:

"Your cultivation is too low, and the realm and eyesight of the Qi refining period limit your space for developing formations. ”

"But I used to be a foundation building monk, and what I could see during the foundation building period, I can still see it now. Mao retorted.

"This formation, as a Jindan Consummation Monk, has to go through a long period of estimation and verification with others before I can see through some small structures. ”

After Mao Yihong finished speaking, Mao Rui fell silent.

It is true that he has the vision of the foundation building period, but this formation is far beyond the realm that can be comprehended in the Jindan period, and he, a little monk who is barely half of the foundation building period, is nothing.

Seeing that Mao Rui didn't speak, his appearance was a little gloomy, Mao Yihong thought for a while and said: "With your cultivation, in terms of formation, it is already very good to be able to argue with a large number of Jindan monks who specialize in the way of formation, without falling behind." ”

Mao Yihong pointed out in a vague way that Mao Rui is very talented in formations, so as not to have negative emotions in his mentality.

For Mao Yihong's comfort, Mao Rui just nodded lightly. Only he knew that he could behave like this entirely because he had the formation experience inherited by the Burning Heaven Dao people in his brain.

Although these formation experiences are now owned by Mao Rui, it cannot be denied that at the beginning, Mao Rui did not rely entirely on himself.

After asking for guidance, he sat in front of the formation for a few more days, and after finding that he still couldn't make the slightest progress, Mao Rui got up and prepared to leave this place and return to the Mao clan to refine the talisman.

It's useless to stay any longer, and if you can't get results, you can't get results. And the other research project here, the ancient text, Mao Rui is even more ignorant, it is better to save time and go back to refine a few more talismans.

When passing by Mao Yihong's side, Mao Yihong whispered to Mao Rui: "You can go to the imperial capital to have a look, I heard that the younger generation of the cultivation realm has gathered there recently." ”

Mao Rui stopped, turned his head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It seems that someone has made a list, a list specially used to measure the strength of the younger generation, and I heard that the gold content is quite high. Mao Yihong turned his back to Mao Rui and said softly.

"Cut, boring, I'm not strong, what's the matter with others? I'm not interested, I'm not going. ”

Mao Rui expressed disdain for Mao Yihong's proposal to let him go to the imperial capital, and after pouting and saying a word, he stepped into the small formation, injected spiritual power, and left this space in the flickering light.

"He is young, but he is not competitive, and the second son has an excellent heart. The conversation between the two was listened to by Dongfang Xuyang, and after Mao Rui left, he praised him.

After Mao Yihong listened to Dongfang Xuyang's praise of Mao Rui, his eyes were full of surprise, and he stared at Dongfang Xuyang for a long time before he spoke: "Dongfang old man, I bet with you with 10,000 spirit stones, do you dare?"

"What are you betting on?" Dongfang Xuyang said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"I bet that kid will go to the imperial capital as soon as he leaves here to participate in the list auction competition. ”

"Hey, hey. Dongfang Xuyang bared his teeth and smiled at Mao Yihong, then his smile converged, and he said seriously: "Don't gamble." ”

What are you kidding, when he Dongfang Xuyang is too stupid to succeed? With the understanding of your Mao junior, can I, an outsider, surpass you, the ancestor of the Mao tribe? This kind of gambling game that looks like a trap at first glance, he Dongfang Xuyang will not participate in it.

"It's a pity. Mao Yihong said regretfully.

Coming out of the portal, Mao Rui, who returned to the dense forest, took out his mobile phone, checked the electronic map, and took a step to the sky, heading straight towards the imperial capital.

How interesting it is to compete with other people of the same generation, much more interesting than refining talismans.

In addition, refining talismans can be done at any time as long as you are free, and the opportunity to compete with your peers is difficult to have after the list is ranked.

As Mao Rui, who has loved to cause trouble since he was a child, he naturally will not miss this opportunity.

What I said to Mao Yihong just now sounded good, and I was not interested in participating in this matter. The body is very honest and goes towards the imperial capital.

After three days of flying, Mao Rui came to the imperial capital.

As soon as he came to the imperial capital, he directly cast the "Mao Family Blood Method", and suddenly sensed more than a dozen people with Mao bloodline within the range.

There are a total of seventeen people from the Mao clan, and this is only within the range of Mao Rui's induction, and in the entire imperial capital, the number of people that Mao Rui did not sense is probably more.

Judging from the strength of the bloodlines sensed, these should be the younger generation of the Mao people, after all, the strength of these bloodlines is very weak.

Mao Rui's time in the Mao tribe is not short, and he still knows a little bit.

The people of the older generation of the Mao clan, no matter how bad their cultivation is, the strength of their bloodline will not be weak to this extent.

Among these seventeen people, there are two bloodline fluctuations that Mao Rui is familiar with, one is Mao Zhe, and the other is Mao Hao.

Mao Rui's original idea was to come to the imperial capital and find a member of the Mao clan to inquire about the ranking of the younger generation.

But I don't want Mao Zhe and Mao Rui to be here, and judging from the location they sensed, the two are very close, and they should be together.

This saved Mao Rui a lot of trouble, and he didn't need to ask other people, just find the two directly.

Turning the direction, stepping into the air and taking the clouds, heading towards the suburbs of the imperial capital, Mao Zhe and Mao Hao's positions are impressively in the suburbs.

When Mao Zhe and the others were still about a kilometer away, Mao Rui stopped/figure, stood on the clouds condensed by the cloud technique in mid-air, and looked ahead.

At this distance, Mao Rui's divine sense could barely reach the location of Mao Zhe and the others.

In the divine sense, where Mao Zhe and the two were located, there was a fight.

Because the edge of the largest range of divine consciousness was the weakest place, and the fight there seemed to be very fierce, the divine consciousness that Mao Rui barely touched was scattered by the violent aura before he could see the specific situation.

Standing on the clouds and thinking about it, Mao Rui Shi showed his concealment technique, and after hiding everything in himself, he approached the place of fighting.

The place where Mao Rui sensed that the fight was taking place was a wasteland.

On the wasteland, there are eight figures engaged in a fierce battle.

These eight figures, except that each of them is very young, are different in terms of clothing, body shape, and fighting style.

After Mao Rui came to this place in hiding, he was shocked to find that among the eight people, he actually knew four people.

Mao Zhe and Mao Hao don't need to say much, there are two more, one is covered in golden light, has eaten the skewers made by Mao Rui himself, and in the ruins, they have fought against the evil little monk who has fought against the dried corpse.

The other is that the two sides have been in contact many times, and in terms of physical confrontation, Mao Rui is inferior, and the young representative of the Xiufan Investigation Group, Kong Chenghong, who is extremely strong in physical strength.

There are also four people, Mao Rui has never seen them, but they are definitely not from the cultivation realm of Zhejiang Province.

Among the four, one is a body cultivator, two are magic cultivators, and one is a sword cultivator.

The physique, burly figure, red fruit upper body, revealing a body of tendon flesh that seemed to be carved from marble.

Judging from his appearance alone, this person is about thirty or forty years old. If it weren't for his clear eyes, not like those who have lived for thirty or forty years, Mao Rui would never admit that this person was a younger generation of his age, or even lower.

At this moment, this young strong man, who looked very anxious, was standing with Mao Hao away from the other six people, and was engaged in a one-on-one collision between a fist and a hammer.

A punch was thrown here, a hammer was slammed there, and the sound of the fist touching the flesh and the hammer touching the flesh was endless.

Mao Rui glanced at it a few times, but he didn't dare to look directly.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat between two people facing each other and standing on the pile, although the visual impact effect is excellent and looks uniquely masculine, but... It's so untechnical.