Shen Yan squinted at the book, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes: "Little thing, seduce me, right?" Do you want to? Do you want me to read you hard? ”

Shen Yan picked up the book: "Let my sister pamper you fiercely!"

In the Buddha Sect, several great powers gathered in the Buddha Yuan Pavilion.

I saw the people led by the Qing Immortal Venerable sitting in front of a table drinking tea. A golden Buddha statue tens of meters high stands solemnly in the pavilion.

Shangqing Xianzun leisurely tasted tea, as if he had simply come to drink tea with his friends.

The head of Kunlun Mountain, Taixu Zhenren, saw that his heart was like water, and he was so anxious: "Shangqing, this is not a trivial matter, are you sure you want to let those children do it?"

The sect leader of the Buddhist sect, Tianyou, is also a little worried: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. They're still a little young. ”

Shangqing Immortal Venerable didn't speak, only looked at the tea in the cup in silence.

Gently tapped the rim of the cup, the tea surface rippled slightly, and a picture faintly appeared in the tea.

In the picture, it is Shen Yan who is reading the formation encyclopedia.

Shangqing Immortal Venerable chuckled and gently scattered.

"My apprentices are amazing."

Taixu Zhenren shook his head, an anxious look appeared on his face, obviously disbelieving: "I know that your eldest disciple is very talented, but they are still children after all. I heard that your little disciple has just received it? Isn't it a joke to hand it over to this group of inexperienced juniors? ”

The Heavenly Blessing Sect Master coiled a string of Buddha beads, although he was worried, but he was much calmer: "Shangqing must have his reasons for doing this."

Shangqing Immortal Venerable only said: "Okay, the secret realm trial will naturally explain it in two months."

"What do you mean? Two months later, the sects of the Seven Star Secret Realm are going to be ranked, do you mean to say, let's see their performance? ”

Shangqing Immortal Venerable didn't speak, didn't agree or refute.

The Heavenly Blessing Sect Master closed his eyes and beads.

Taixu Zhenren saw that the two of them were more calm than the other, but he seemed extremely anxious, sighed, and had to drink tea by himself.

Here, Shen Yan, who had been crazy for three days, not only finished reading the "Low-level Formations", but also finished reading the "Intermediate Formations" and "High-level Formations".

Shen Yan finished reading the last page and closed the book vigorously: "Okay, now I'm Shen Chang, it's the formation book!"

Shen Chang, who had just finished reading all the formations, said that the good news was that he was now the king of formation theory, and the bad news was that the actual operation was zero.

In order to prevent theoretical mistakes in actual combat, Shen Chang decided to try it in practice.

Shen Yan walked to the middle of the courtyard, found a random open space, and tried to draw a simple small spirit gathering array.

As the formation was formed, the runes of the formation gradually lit up, and the golden light radiated in the air.

The surrounding aura slowly surged towards the Spirit Gathering Array.

He sighed: "Host, you are such a genius!"

"Of course, who am I?" Shen Yan is a little happy, she will also draw a formation.

But the Spirit Gathering Array is the most basic and simplest formation, and it doesn't mean anything.

Shen Yan thought for a moment and looked at the gate of the courtyard.

"Hehe, let's try to break the formation."

Shen Yan walked towards the courtyard gate, carefully studying the formation on the door.

When she didn't learn the formation, Shen Yan saw that this formation was just a vague barrier. Now look at the door, there are golden runes.

Shen Yan lightly touched the rune, and the spiritual power in the formation fluctuated, rippling in circles of water ripples.

Any formation has an eye of formation, and the eye of the formation is the key to breaking the formation.

The formation relies on the formation symbol to maintain the medium power circulation of the formation eye, and destroying the formation eye is the most direct and easiest way to break the formation.

On the door is a common Yuan Spirit shield array, and the array is not difficult to find.

Shen Yan summoned the wisteria, found the eye of the formation, mobilized spiritual power, and struck the eye of the formation with a sword.

The golden runes on the formation slowly dissipated, and after the dimming, the formation exploded violently, and the formation shattered.

Shen Yan was happy in her heart: "It's not difficult."

Shen Yan relaxed a lot in her heart, although she was still a half-ass, she could be regarded as a beginner, and she could be regarded as a half-stage cultivator.

Even if it can't be like other real true cultivators, at least Shen Yan can guarantee that he can successfully enter the formation when he is in the secret realm.

Tomorrow is about to set off for the Tanze Secret Realm, and Shen Yan decided to practice his sword before leaving.

Although she is still only a weak fourth-layer Qi refiner, her senior brothers are all strong, she can not contribute, but she can't hold back.

Mainly, in case of danger and fighting, the senior brothers are all fighting, and if she can't even use a good sword, she feels that it is really easy to be hacked to death in the chaos!

Among all immortal cultivators, sword cultivation and sword cultivation are often stronger than other immortal cultivators. If the sword cultivation and sword cultivation are combat types, the body cultivation is the tank type, and the Dan cultivation Fu cultivation array cultivation and music cultivation are auxiliary types.

In a group battle, the crispy support monks can only provide support in the rear.

Except for the support type monk who is very powerful in cultivation, who can be crushed with an overwhelming advantage in cultivation, the support type monk is basically very disadvantaged in a single battle.

Therefore, as a sword cultivator, if Shen Yan was blown up by another Fu Xiu, or was killed by a song by Le Xiu, or poisoned by a pill from Dan Xiu, would her face still be gone?

Well, in fact, it's useless to die and ask for face.

But Shen Yan didn't want to die, she fought so hard not to be thrown into the fire of hell and have no corpse, she couldn't die somewhere else.

As soon as Shen Yan was full of energy, she directly took out the fragment of the reward "Frost Hua Sword Technique" that she had given her before.

"Oh, yes, Master told me not to use the Frost Sword as much as possible." Shen Yan remembered what the master said that day, and hesitated to change to practice the Wisteria Sword.

He reminded her: "Why don't you practice for half a day every day?"

Shen Chang realized: "What you said makes sense."

After that, he shook his head: "Then do I want to sleep?"

Shen Yan was very entangled, but she felt that what she said was feasible.

Wisteria is definitely to be practiced, but does the Frost Sword have to be practiced?

On the day she was brought back to the sect, Shen Yan met the two robbers, and in a hurry, Shuanghua Jian herself led her to play the sword.

Although she didn't understand it well, she could still feel the strength of the power flowing in the meridians when she used the sword.

The Frost Sword is very powerful, and although the Wisteria Sword is good, it is indeed not as good as the Frost Blossom.

"Why don't you practice both? In case the last resort comes, it's always a good idea to prepare for both. "Shen Yan has frost in one hand and wisteria in the other, and it is decided.

Shen Yan put away the wisteria, picked up the fragment of "Frost Hua Sword Technique", and began to practice the sword carefully according to the book.

Shen Yan mobilized her spiritual power to establish contact with the Frost Sword in the sea of knowledge.

This time, Shen Yan was no longer driven by the Frost Sword, but Shen Yan danced with the Frost Sword.

The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing to the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse.

It was like a silver light rising from the courtyard, and thousands of miles had swallowed the blood of the Huns.