Chapter 856 can only be understood, not spoken
The formation patterns spoken by the poisonous bee are very complex, and the lines are constantly depicted, like poisonous snakes climbing on the ground, and finally swarming and converging next to the heart.
As the last stroke was completed, Yu Sheng took a step back expressionlessly.
But the formation on the ground was nothing unusual, as if the portrayal had failed, and there was no intention of activating it at all.
"Your last stroke is crooked!"
In the void, the voice of the poisonous bee sounded: "It should be a little more to the left, otherwise, if the formation does not form a closed loop, it will not be able to borrow the huge demonic qi in the turtle corpse, and the ten thousand poisonous fruits will lack the last nutrients and will not be able to ripen." ”
"yes, I know."
Yu Sheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood this very well, but he had no idea of reforming himself at all: "How to draw the next formation?" ”
“...”
"I've already made an oath to heaven and earth, but you still don't believe me?"
There was a hint of loss in the poisonous bee's tone, and he sighed lightly in the void: "Forget it, so far, whether it is success or failure, it is just the word fate." ”
"Chance, you can't force it, this king will bet everything he has on you today."
"Believe it or not, it's up to you."
"This is the foundation of the next formation."
The poisonous bee spoke again, but it didn't blame the rest of its life, as if it had already looked down on everything, and outlined another pattern of formation in the void.
The rest of his life continued to repeat his previous moves, constantly shuttling through the cave, and finally came to a space to draw the formation.
Again, the last pause.
Yu Sheng got up: "Next one." ”
"Okay."
For a whole day, I kept shuttling through the cave for the rest of my life, like a busy bee.
All the formations have been completely formed, and all that is missing is the last stroke.
Returning to the position of the cave entrance, Yu Sheng sat in the previous corner and took out a steamed bun in his pocket.
It's just that it seems that due to the problem of time, this steamed bun has become very hard.
But for the rest of his life, there was nothing unusual about it, and he continued to eat.
"You can put the steamed buns in your own space."
"It's going to hurt your stomach."
The voice of the poisonous bee rang out again.
Obviously, for the rest of his life, he was deliberately guarding against it, but it didn't mean to be angry, but kindly reminded the rest of his life.
"Small space, put food wasted."
Yu Sheng didn't look up, just said lightly, and swallowed the last bite of steamed buns.
"This king knows a few ways to increase the capacity of the space, but the years are too long, and the memory is a little vague."
"Let me think about it for two days."
"Try to give you the recipe before it's all over, so that the next time you go out, you can put the food in it."
"I'm actually... I really want to be with you..."
"Forget it, I'm afraid that whatever this king says, you will feel that he is lying to you."
"But to put it bluntly, I'm just a poor guy who has been trapped in a cave for decades."
With a light sigh, the poisonous bee stopped talking, and the cave was quiet again, and for the rest of his life he leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and kept his mind resting.
The whole cave was silent, not making a sound, and even a little scary.
……
"How's the build-up going?"
The eight-tailed fox stood on the top of a low mountain and spoke lightly.
"The three mountains, the five cities, and the power of the six potentials have all been assembled."
"Now we just need to wait for the demon god to arrive, and we can fight at any time."
The seven-tailed fox lowered his head slightly, and said very respectfully.
"Hmm."
"The demon god is drummed up, and this last battle can be started."
"You can't give the Terrans too much time to prepare."
"The one who believes in the Terrans has no cards available at this time."
With a chuckle, the eight-tailed fox slowly got up, stretched his body, and the eight foxes swayed with the wind: "Even if your cards are played wonderfully, but the cards are not good, they just don't work." ”
"You must be desperate now."
……
"Confucianism, tell me about the fairy world."
Confucian squatted on the ground, his hands in his sleeves, looking at the sky, if the brand-new Confucian shirt was replaced with a green cotton jacket and thrown in the countryside, this scene might be more natural.
Yu Mo sat beside him, also with his hands on his sleeves, the only regret was that he couldn't squat.
But at this time, Yu Mo also looked up at the sky and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"See there?"
With some reluctance, Confucius took his hand out of his sleeve and pointed to a place in the sky.
Yu Mo nodded subconsciously.
"There, there was a fairy dancing, dressed in snow-white clothes, with long waist-length hair."
Confucian was a little distracted, and his tone was full of infatuation.
"Uh-oh."
Yu Mo nodded ignorantly like a fool, and looked hard in the direction that Confucius was pointing, but he couldn't see anything except the darkness.
"And there..."
"Two strong men are fighting, one with a hammer and the other with a mallet."
"The one with the hammer and the one with the mallet was beaten."
"Still running after him."
Confucian is like a commentary on the field, constantly depicting a fierce battle situation, and Yu Mo was stunned.
"Is the fairy world so exciting?"
In the end, Yu Mo opened his mouth quietly, looked at Confucius and said.
The Confucian student, who was still passionately explaining the last second, regained his calmness at this moment, leaning against the wall: "Do you really believe it?" ”
"Fairy, brilliant, sacred, indescribable."
"It's a kind of mind, a place of more detachment."
"If you can't see it, you just can't see it."
"I can't relay it to you."
"It would be nice if you could see it."
As he spoke, Confucius looked at Yu Mo with a hint of regret in his eyes, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then fell into a sluggish state again.