The depiction of the formation pattern requires that it be done in one go, and there can be no pause in the middle, and once there is a pause, it will be declared a failure directly. At this moment, Lin Tiancai carved three-fifths of the Fusion Martial Pattern, but the True Yuan was about to be exhausted, which was something he hadn't expected before, and a bad feeling arose.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Tian's spirit was more concentrated, and his right hand moved faster.

"Buzz!"

The fluctuations of the True Yuan Jump became more violent, the soul power became even more turbulent, and the Yan Mo in Lin Tian's right hand quickly fell onto the initial scroll, and the delicate and mysterious veins were outlined. Gradually, a dense layer of sweat appeared on Lin Tian's forehead, and his face slowly became a little pale.

"Whew!"

A soft sound came out, and Lin Tian's right hand trembled slightly and stopped.

Somewhat helpless, Lin Tian sighed.

"Failed. ”

He smiled bitterly.

However, it was just an instant, and Lin Tian's face became resolute again.

He knew from the beginning that the cultivation of the formation control master was not easy, and this third step was far more difficult than the second step, and it was not surprising that there would be failure.

"There is a slight difference between ordinary ink and face ink. ”

Lin Tian muttered to himself.

Without continuing to depict, Lin Tian temporarily stopped the movements in his hand and thought quietly.

This time the failure was not because he was not familiar with the formation pattern, but because of the lack of true yuan power, after the lack of true yuan power, the engraving of the formation pattern was interrupted, which directly led to the failure.

In other words, the true element is the only problem at the moment. ”

Lin Tian said darkly.

The true element quantity cannot be changed overnight, and after thinking for a while, Lin Tian thought of a method, which was to run the Four Pole Meridians frantically when the stars were suspended in the air, and start to depict the formation pattern at the moment when the true element quantity briefly surpassed the peak.

At this time, it was midnight, Lin Tian thought of it, and immediately ran the Four Poles Sutra frantically.

In an instant, the bright starlight poured down from the sky, projected over the roof and shone on Lin Tian's body, quickly submerging into his body. After that, as time passed minute by minute, the sound of wind and thunder gradually sounded in Lin Tian's body, and his true yuan power recovered little by little, like a thousand dragon thunder dragon roaring.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

At this moment, the true amount of true yuan in Lin Tian's body reached the richest moment since he cultivated martial arts, and it was also at this time that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's now!"

The true yuan in his body was rolling, and as soon as Lin Tian waved his hand, Yan Mo in a vessel next to him suddenly gathered together and converged in his right hand. His eyes flickered, and his five fingers moved together, and in an instant, Yan Mo flew, and a sharp vein jumped on the paper, extending with the movement in his hand.

Soon, the first stripe was carved!

Not happy, Lin Tian's spirit was still highly concentrated, he flicked his five fingers, and the second stripe appeared, and after turning a perfect arc, it began to bend and circle in a wavy curve. For the portrayal of the formation pattern, Lin Tian had already been handy, and the reason why he failed just now was just that the true element was insufficient.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, the third stripe is finished!

At this moment, Lin Tian did not feel the lack of true yuan, which meant that the method he came up with was indeed feasible!

"Come on!"

Lin Tian said secretly in his heart.

His eyes flickered, and in his mind, a stripe of threads appeared perfectly, and then, his right hand seemed to have its own consciousness, dancing rapidly, and every drop of ink was precisely engraved where it should be engraved.

Half an hour later, the fourth stripe was printed!

It was also at this time that Lin Tian once again had a feeling of lack of true yuan, and he roughly estimated that the true yuan in his body had been consumed by five-sevenths.

"It works!"

Lin Tian gritted his teeth.

His right hand danced faster, Lin Tian stared closely at the initial scroll in front of him, and the true yuan and soul power jumped together.

Fifth, done!

"It's still a little bit off, just a little bit off!"

The True Yuan was about to be exhausted, and at this time when there was still one vein left, Lin Tianyi gritted his teeth and forcibly operated the Four Poles Meridian while engraving the veins, absorbing the power of the stars to replenish the True Yuan. This is an extremely risky move, and it is easy to lead to errors in the depiction of the formation pattern.

However, Lin Tiansheng persevered.

No errors!

"There's only a little left, it's close, it's coming!

"Buzz!"

As a halo of light appeared, the space in the pavilion became slightly brighter, but it was only a short moment, and after a breath, the halo that flashed quickly dimmed.

The scroll lies quietly on the wooden board of the top pavilion, looking around, in the center of the scroll spread out, a formation with a diameter of about an inch is imprinted on the scroll, this pattern is composed of six basic lines, each of which is like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, giving people a charm that is beyond the ordinary, and there is a faint true yuan force intertwined.

"It's done!"

Lin Tian showed a look of surprise on his face.

This is the Rongwu pattern, the finished Rongwu pattern!

Lin Tian took a deep breath and secretly suppressed the excitement in his heart, because he still had one last small step to do, of course, this last small step was very simple, and it was about the same level of difficulty as making the initial scroll. He stretched out his right hand and pressed it into the air above the Rongwu pattern, and in an instant, a fierce sword intent spread out along his right hand.

Refining body-level medium martial arts, terrifying sword skills!

The Shocking Wind Sword Technique, Lin Tian had already cultivated the first type of Destruction Sword to the fullest, and at this moment, he was running this first sword, slowly hitting the condensed sword qi towards the scroll below. It's also strange to say, the Shocking Wind Sword Technique is terrifying, but at this moment, when the sword qi falls on the scroll, it is directly absorbed by the central Fusion Martial Pattern.

"It's amazing!"

Lin Tian said darkly.

After fusing the knowledge of those formation patterns in his mind, he already knew that there would be such a situation, but when he really saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, which also made him even more sigh at the mystery and strength of the formation control master, and the engraved formation pattern actually had such divine power.

He pressed his right hand into the air above the scroll, and more sword qi emanated.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, in the palm of his right hand, a ghostly light emanated.

Lin Tian looked down and was suddenly startled, only to see that the sword pattern in the center of his right hand actually emitted a little light!

"This is?!"

Lin Tian's face changed slightly.

This sword pattern was something born after the mysterious iron sword was integrated into his body, except for a little surprise when he saw it at first, he didn't pay much attention to it after that, and he didn't want this thing to emit a ghostly light on its own at this moment.

"Buzz!"

The sword pattern flashes slightly, and the brilliance spreads.

Suddenly, a low sword roar sounded, clanging and ringing.

Lin Tian was shocked to find that the sword qi of the first style of the Terrifying Wind Sword Technique he had played had more than doubled in an instant!

"This ......"

Looking at this scene, Lin Tian was deeply moved.

Through the sword pattern in the palm of his right hand, the power of the sword qi he swept out had increased so much, which really shocked him. His mind was racing, and he suddenly had a conjecture, when he didn't rely on anything to cast the sword technique, could it be that the sword pattern in the palm of his right hand would turn into an invisible divine sword, making the sword qi he displayed stronger and stronger?

"Seriously, when I practiced the Storm Sword Technique, I used a branch, and the first time I showed this Sword of Destruction to the enemy, I also used a dead branch, both of which may have been used as weapons, so at that time, the sword pattern did not have any reaction, and now I don't have anything in my hand, and the sword pattern moves. ”

While talking to himself, Lin Tian felt more and more that his guess was very likely to be true.

At that moment, Lin Tian took a small wooden stick and did some experiments, and the result was really the same as he guessed, when he cast the sword trick with his bare hands, the power of the sword trick was much stronger than when he held the wooden stick.

"This ......"

Lin Tian couldn't help but be a little excited.

It is an unexpected surprise that there is no sword in your hand, but it is stronger than holding a sword in your hand!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Tianqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, and re-lowered his gaze to the Rongwu Pattern Scroll, this time, he found that the Rongwu Pattern in the center of the scroll had reached saturation, and it was actually truly refined unconsciously. At this point, the Fusion Martial Pattern Scroll of a mid-level martial art was born in his hands!

Lin Tian couldn't help grinning, this was really a double happiness.

"Rest for a while, then continue refining!"

Lin Tian said darkly.

......

Time always flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, another five days have passed.

"Buzz!"

In the top pavilion, a faint silver light flickered, Lin Tian ran the first form of the Shocking Wind Sword Technique, his right hand was under false pressure, and in an instant, more than a dozen sword qi appeared, slowly submerging into the new Rongwu pattern under his right hand. After half a sound, with a sonorous sound, the sword qi hissed, and Lin Tian withdrew his right hand.

At this point, all the materials were exhausted, and Lin Tian had made a total of three Fusion Martial Pattern Scrolls of Refining Body-level Medium Martial Arts! Looking at these three finished Fusion Martial Pattern Scrolls, Lin Tian couldn't help but feel a strong sense of achievement, counting a total of eleven days before and after, eleven days, he had reached this step from a layman of the formation control division.

This is enough to make him proud!

Of course, it was just pride, and Lin Tian was not proud of it.

Pride makes people backward, and he knows this very well.

"Rest for half a day, and then, go to Yi Bao Pavilion!"

Lin Tian's eyes flickered.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and after carefully putting away the three Fusion Martial Pattern Scrolls of the Refining Grade Medium Martial Arts, Lin Tian walked down the top pavilion and lay directly on the bed. For eleven days, he was really tired.

This night, I slept until noon.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, Lin Tian woke up, and after eating something briefly, he changed into the black cloak that he had prepared early in the morning and quietly walked out of the Martial Mansion. Without too much delay, soon, Lin Tian came to Yi Bao Pavilion and walked straight towards a room on the other side of the auction hall, where three big characters were engraved on the door...... Jianbaotang.

Walking into the house, Lin Tian saw a middle-aged man first.

At this time, the middle-aged man naturally saw Lin Tian, just like the reception lady more than ten days ago, after seeing Lin Tian's strange outfit, the middle-aged man was also a little moved. However, compared with the reception lady, the middle-aged man's professionalism is obviously better, but his eyes flickered slightly.

"Excuse me, do you want to appreciate treasures?"

Standing up, a professional smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

Lin Tian nodded, took out three scrolls from his arms, and put them on the table in front of him.

The middle-aged man was a little strange, picked up one of the scrolls, and looked at it casually, and it was this casual glance that suddenly made the middle-aged man's face change slightly, and when he looked at Lin Tian again, there was a touch of awe in his eyes: "You are the formation control master?"