Chapter 817: Formation, it turned out that it was not difficult

Han Fei was very embarrassed at the moment.

The question is: I can't understand the book of the sea!

Although he can use the formation lines in the book, he really doesn't know what lines correspond to what formations.

Han Fei couldn't help asking, "Can a single line form a formation?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Yes, but you have to analyze the formation structure within this single line." ”

"Huh, isn't that just a line?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "A little aura, is it a little aura?"

"Ugh!"

Han Fei choked for a moment: It doesn't seem to be, a little aura can be disassembled......

Dismantle?

Suddenly, Han Fei exclaimed, "Dismantle?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Understanding, it's not bad!"

Han Fei's heart suddenly beat rapidly: if this is the case, if he can really understand the Canghai Book, doesn't that mean that he is about to have thousands of formations? At the same time, he will also be able to learn the mystery of the formation combination?

So, dismantling is the key.

Only by allowing yourself to understand every line and every formation can you turn these lines into your own use.

However, the question arises again: how to disassemble?

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man again, as if asking.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "You first get the ground and the bluestone platform right." ”

Han Fei: "......"

......

As a spirit gatherer, it couldn't be easier to restore the meadow. But in a few breaths, the grass grew again.

The bluestone platform was even simpler, Han Fei ran to the woodland and moved a few stones casually. The sword light flicked, and in a moment, several bluestone platforms were ready.

As for the small bungalow that he built himself and officially moved into for one night, Han Fei scratched his head and could only rebuild it.

Only this time, Han Fei didn't want to build a small bungalow anymore. He directly built his old house, which took three hours. If it weren't for the middle-aged man's pickiness about the construction craftsmanship and details, Han Fei wouldn't even need half an hour, or even a stick of incense, he would have been able to make it.

After doing all this, Han Fei ran to the bluestone platform again.

This time, he found that the lobster picture appeared on the stone platform again, and he still let himself copy the lobster!

It's just that this time, Han Fei stood for a long time, and he didn't start writing.

The first way to write is completely wrong, and can only outline the form.

The second way to write, which is even more wrong, is to use it blindly.

This made Han Fei wonder: what is the right thing?

At this stop, we stood at the meal.

was reminded by the middle-aged man, Han Fei immediately went over to cook.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Han Fei stood for three days without moving.

At this moment, it is bedtime, and the middle-aged man has gone back to his room to sleep.

Han Fei was lying on his bed alone, his mind mixed with thoughts.

"Why do you want to draw lobsters?What is so special about lobsters?lines, disassembly, formations, graphics......"

Suddenly, Han Fei sat up suddenly: "What is the purpose of painting lobsters?"

Han Fei took a breath: This middle-aged man let himself draw lobsters, which must have something to do with the formation.

However, he said that the essence of the formation is the dismantling of the lines.

So, it's not actually a lobster, it's a line.

Han Fei immediately realized that he couldn't care about much, and he was about to get out of bed immediately.

Suddenly, I heard a voice sounding slowly: "Nourish your heart, when it's time to sleep, you need to sleep." ”

Han Fei's movements stiffened: Forget it, don't be in a hurry for a while, wait for tomorrow morning!

Han Fei didn't feel sleepy at all, he became more and more curious about the identity of the middle-aged man. When Old Man Jiang was teaching himself, he was always talking about how to draw a formation, or how to draw a formation quickly.

But this middle-aged man is teaching himself the essence of the formation, which are completely two educational concepts.

Moreover, why should this middle-aged man teach himself something so secretive, so incomprehensible?

Han Fei couldn't help but fall asleep in a reverie.

Early the next morning, when the sound of writing in his ears came together, Han Fei "swished" and jumped up from the bed.

When he reached the door, trying to calm himself down, he walked to the bluestone again.

Han Fei grabbed the pen, looked at the lobster picture, the pen was hanging in the air, and kept saying to himself in his heart: "This is a line, this is a line." Since it is a line, it is a stroke, and you need to finish this picture in one stroke. ”

For this, Han Fei has a lot of experience. This is the same as being able to step out of a spirit gathering array with one foot, which is a truth.

In order to verify his conjecture, Han Fei was not in a hurry to draw lobsters. But when he put down the pen, hundreds of points of aura fell all of a sudden, and a line appeared on the skin of the fish.

The next moment, the surrounding aura rolled in.

The middle-aged man did not look up and continued to paint his picture. It's just that on the other side of Han Fei's mouth, which Han Fei couldn't see, a slight arc was hooked.

Yes, Han Fei drew a spirit gathering array with one stroke.

Sure enough, my guess was correct, this lobster is just a line. ”

Immediately, Han Fei pondered for a moment, and between the strokes, the aura of the tip of the pen was scattered and floating. The floating aura gathers the posture of the lobster in one line.

"Buzz!"

I saw that line jumped out, and a lobster more than ten meters large appeared in the open space outside the bluestone.

The phantom of this lobster was drawn by Han Fei's 200 points of aura. Therefore, the aura contained in the whole body of this lobster is only 200 points.

Han Fei's heart moved, and the lobster pincers came towards him. Han Fei pinched it with one hand and shattered it with one blow.

Han Fei probably judged that this was a lobster that had just entered the realm of a hanging angler.

Level 40, Han Fei made a judgment.

Immediately, Han Fei grinned.

It's just that this smile stopped abruptly. What I know now is to draw a living creature and a formation with one stroke.

But as soon as the middle-aged man waved his hand again, Han Fei saw that the lobster picture in front of him had changed, becoming a picture with only one line.

Han Fei was dumbfounded: Yes, I can draw a line array with one stroke, but how can I disassemble a line array into a complex array?

Glancing at the middle-aged man beside him, Han Fei sighed secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, Han Fei tried to copy it with his spiritual power. But this copying, Han Fei found that it was even more difficult than copying the secret technique of the Soul Sea in the 72 Demon Realm.

"That's not right!"

"I can't see the array. However, I can vaguely feel that this burst seems to be related to water. ”

Suddenly, I heard the middle-aged man say lightly: "Look at the one you drew before." ”

Han Fei lifted his pen and drew another stroke, drawing a spirit gathering array. It's just that the aura immediately surged over. It seems that once you draw it, you can't save it!

Han Fei's spiritual power fell again, and this time his spiritual power swept away, and the spirit gathering array immediately stopped gathering spirits.

Han Fei immediately understood: it turned out that he could use his spiritual power to seal the formation he had drawn.

"Twice!"

Han Fei was a little surprised, one stroke is a painting, and one stroke is a seal. A stroke is tangible, a stroke is intangible.

Han Fei found that it was not that he wanted to copy, but that he needed to uncover the spiritual power on the fish skin map.

How to uncover?

Han attacked with mental power very intellectually.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Han Fei's head was like a basin of water, drenching him through.

Han Fei subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man, who ignored him.

Han Fei was speechless: Mischief, this is definitely a prank! The spiritual power on the formation is forbidden and can't be broken, so what should I do?

I only heard the middle-aged man say lightly: "The method is right, but in a strange place, suddenly seeing such a formation, if you try to attack, it may be as simple as more than a basin of water." Therefore, the spiritual power seal needs to be broken slowly. It is impossible for a person to learn all the formations at once. ”

Han Fei looked at the fish skin diagram again, swept his spiritual power, immersed himself, and found that it was just a simple small array of water gathering.

Han Fei couldn't help but be a little shocked: If it wasn't a basin of water just now, but a knife and a killing array, wouldn't he have been on the road?

The middle-aged man said: "So, along the way of the formation, you either have to learn the existing formations, or to uncover those unknown formations, but there are dangers, or to create." ”

"Create?

The middle-aged man put down the pen in his hand and said leisurely: "Heart." If you want to kill, enter the battle with the intent to kill, if you want to be invisible, enter the battle with concealment, and whatever you want, you will have the intention. It's an avenue that you need to do on your own. ”

"Mind?"

Han Fei felt that he understood the words, but he didn't understand the meaning too much. Entering the battle with your own thoughts, this realm seems to be a bit high!

However, Han Fei immediately thought of Canghai Shu. This matter doesn't seem to be in a hurry! Canghai Book was developed by the Demon Refining Pot. Even if there was a spiritual power seal on it before, it is no longer there now. You can look at it one by one.

Thinking of this, Han Fei asked again: "If you want to make known formations and formations combined, how can you create a powerful formation?"

The middle-aged man said slowly: "How are the words combined?"

Suddenly, Han Fei was stunned.

After a long or so stick of incense, Han Fei muttered: "It turns out that drawing a formation is like writing, wonderful!

Han Fei saw that there was no one around him, and when he looked back, he found that the middle-aged man had already drunk tea.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "The road is simple, but it is extremely difficult to do. You have comprehended the essence of the formation, and what happens in the future depends on how you are. ”

Han Fei took a deep breath, in just three or five days, this middle-aged man completely subverted his understanding of the formation.

Han Fei suddenly felt that the formation was not difficult.

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