Luo Qingyin sneered: "Don't you have a little bit of self-knowledge?" Don't you notice that no matter who sees you, they stay away? ”

Zhan Fengzi lowered his eyes, his face was a little gloomy, as if he had received a bad blow.

Luo Qingyin wondered if what she said would be too heavy, but who knew that she suddenly raised her head and said confidently: "So what? They can't beat me! You, come to war, come to war, come to war! ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

I really fucking want to flip the table!

Or a thunderbolt will kill this bastard!

Completely giving up the idea of reasoning with her, Luo Qingyin rubbed the corners of his forehead, only feeling that he was going to be forced to become crazy by her every minute.

The snow ginseng doll sat in her arms with her fingers sucking, looking at her angry red face and stunned.

The ink monkey, Lei Yan, and the nine-tailed snow fox all showed expressions of surprise.

This is the first person other than Zi Yunchen to force out Luo Qingyin's true emotions.

When you think about it, I don't think it's easy.

Seeing the three little hair balls and snow ginseng dolls looking at her with a total of eight pairs of eyes, Luo Qingyin couldn't help frowning slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

The snow ginseng doll grunted and turned her head to look at the ink monkey.

The ink monkey just didn't see it, and jumped onto the tree with a "stinging sound".

Returning to the Agarwood Residence in the midst of Zhan Fengzi's brain-piercing demon sound, Luo Qingyin glanced back at the madman who was going to talk in her ear, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

She has a lot of things to do recently, in addition to Hua Qianye's course, there are white horses to learn through the gap array, there are distraction forbidden techniques to practice, there are three thousand flowers to kill the martial arts to deepen, alchemy needs to be improved, and the array needs to be improved......

One person can't wait to break it into two people, if it is pierced by magic sounds every day, then she doesn't want to do anything.

Pushing open the door, Luo Qingyin's gaze fell on the formation in the courtyard, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked with a smile: "Zhan Fengzi, do you dare to come in?" ”

Zhan Fengzi said without thinking: "Why don't you dare? ”

Luo Qing groaned "heh", and the corners of his lips hooked a stunning arc: "Have courage." ”

Zhan Fengzi was stunned, and finally remembered the identity of the opponent's array division.

As the saying goes, if you don't want to die, don't break into the courtyard of the formation division...... When a layman goes in, nine times out of ten he doesn't know how he died.

Before arriving at the Formation Pavilion, Zhan Zheng reminded him that the formation of Agarwood House was personally laid out by Hua Qianye, the master of the formation, and she must not step into it if she is fine, otherwise he will definitely not collect her corpse!

"Isn't it just a formation?" Zhan Fengzi had never dealt with the Formation Division before, and he felt that Zhan Zheng was a bit exaggerated, and his face was fearless.

Of course, even if it was really as dangerous as Zhan Zheng said, she would never back down.

"Okay, come on."

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand to push her into the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Good luck." ”

After thinking about it, she said to the ink monkey hanging on the tree: "Help watch the point, don't let her die inside." If she can come out, let me know in advance. ”

The ink monkey scratched his buttocks: "Squeak." ”

The sharp wind in the formation was howling, the mist was rising, the stones were flying, the leaves were like sharp blades, and as soon as Zhan Fengzi stepped in, he was cut a wound on his cheek by the flying leaves, and the blood was dripping.

Seeing another stone smashed head-on, on the side of her body, the stone brushed her sideburns, and before she had time to rejoice, there was a sound of breaking the air behind her......

Zhan Fengzi rolled on the ground in embarrassment, looked at the lightning bolt that slashed in the air, and roared: "Grass, the formation of the Formation Grandmaster is really a terrible thing!" ”

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked slightly, correcting her mistake: "No, this is not the formation of the tutor cloth, I practiced and played." ”

Zhan Fengzi suddenly received 10,000 points of damage: "What level are you?" Array Master? ”

Luo Qingyin threw another bombshell: "No, I'm just a formation division." ”

Zhan Fengzi was indignant.

The formation of the mere array master is so terrifying, the formation of the array grandmaster can kill a person in seconds in minutes!

Sensing her surprise, Luo Qingyin smiled slowly: "This is without full force. The effect of urging the Darkcrystal will be three times stronger than it is now. Zhan Fengzi, enjoy it. ”

Without looking at her tossing in the formation anymore, Luo Qingyin got up and swept to the edge of the cliff, raised his hand to lay a defensive formation, then sat cross-legged and began to study the White Horse Crossing Gap Formation.

On the surface, there is only a two-order difference between the eighth order of the martial artist and the martial general, but in fact, there are earth-shaking changes in the cultivation, and when the martial artist is the eighth order, she feels that the white horse crossing the gap formation that is constrained everywhere can now be completed without much effort.

It's surprisingly easy.

However, how quickly time passes in the formation depends on the strength of the formation division.

Luo Qingyin tried three times in a row, and finally the time stabilized at the ratio of one day in the outside world and four days in the formation.

It's much worse than the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding, but it's better than nothing.

With a thought in his mind, Luo Qingyin entered the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding, spread the formation in the wine cellar and flashed out to copy the formation, handed it to Lei Yan and sent it down the mountain, and then sent back to Lijing by the people of the Hundred Grass Hall in Xuanfeng City.

In the Ruiming Army, Ming Qi, who is in Lijing, is a formation master.

The white horse passed through the gap array and handed it over to him, which could save her from the toss of going to the ghost city Baicaotang to set up the formation in person.

After a short break, Luo Qingyin took out the monkey wine and took a sip, then took out the small ebony wooden fish containing the distraction forbidden technique.

With excitement, Luo Qingyin urged the true intent of the phoenix god, condensed the Xuan Qi into a thin needle, and suddenly, a golden light lit up on the surface of the ebony, and countless small golden characters flashed in front of him, and disappeared immediately.

When she got the Distraction Forbidden Technique, she was not yet a martial artist, and her divine sense was no more than a general, so she couldn't see what the golden characters were.

Now, she has cultivated to a military general, and her divine consciousness has reached the martial king, and those golden words are like being imprinted in her mind one by one, so clear that they can't be clearer anymore.

To her surprise, the Distraction Forbidden Technique did not split the Divine Soul in two, but separated a completely identical spiritual body from the main body!

The cultivation of the two is the same, and they can cultivate at the same time.

If one of them dies, the other will only be hit hard, but not dead!

This means that not only can she split herself in two, but she can also have one more life.

Luo Qingyin was so excited that she almost jumped up.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the small ebony wooden fish: "Amitabha, are you willing to practice the distraction forbidden technique?" ”

Luo Qingyin replied without hesitation: "Yes." ”

"The process of cultivating the Distraction Forbidden Technique is too painful, and you may not be able to bear it."

Pain?

The last thing she feared was pain.

Luo Qingyin didn't answer and asked, "Is it more painful than the Burning Fire Forging Soul?" Is it more painful than ten thousand insects to forge their bodies? Is it more painful than the thunder forging body? ”

The voice was silent for a moment, then replied, "In the face of the Distraction Forbidden Technique, they are insignificant at all. The pain of distraction is probably similar to tearing the soul in half. ”

Tut! Luo Qingyin's eyelashes trembled: "Even so, I'm not afraid." ”

Mao Dun Literature