A little powerlessness and frustration appeared in Ding Zhengyi's eyes, from the beginning of the plausible nothing, to the final glance, completely revealing his complex mental journey.

After a cup of tea, as Ding Zhengyi shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, he quickly broke free from this sluggish state, and his face gradually returned to the clear color of the past.

In this situation, discouragement obviously does not solve any problems, and only by calming down and constantly groping will we get closer and closer to hope.

In the following time, Ding Zhengyi thought hard and hard, and even in order to verify his thoughts, he took out a small amount of low-level spiritual objects from the storage bag and put them into the formation in turn for detailed observation.

In the face of this seemingly seamless formation, Ding Zhengyi exhausted everything he had, tried all the means he could think of at present, and after half an hour, he finally got a mixed result.

What made Ding Zhengyi quite happy was that the accumulation of his formation method finally had a place to use, and through the combination of theory and practice, he finally figured out the operation mechanism of this composite formation that at least contained concealment, spirit gathering, and attack.

However, understanding the rules of operation of the formation, and the difference between cracking the formation, just like the monk's use of magic weapons and refining magic weapons, seems to be very related, but there is an essential difference.

This means that at present, Ding Zhengyi is still confused about how to crack this array, and he has no idea where to start, which makes him frown and sigh constantly when he urgently needs to find the key to chance.

Of course, these troubles did not make Ding Zhengyi retreat, for this opportunity, he spent a lot of time and energy, and now it is not only related to his cultivation progress, but also of extraordinary significance to the family, and he must work hard to meet the difficulties.

Having strengthened his belief, Ding Zhengyi immediately put aside his slightly depressed mood, but now his mind is too tired, and it is obvious that he has more than enough strength to continue to study.

After groaning for a long time, Ding Zhengyi walked out without hesitation.

It's been too long since he came out today, and he doesn't know what the situation of Ding Zhengfeng and the others is, without him in charge, any third-level demon beast is likely to bring them inevitable casualties.

Moreover, the cultivation conditions and the degree of safety of this hidden spiritual land far exceed those of the outside world, so Ding Zhengyi also has the intention of taking a few people to cultivate here, and he will spend a lot of time studying this core formation later, and it is obviously impractical to enter and exit frequently.

On the way out, Ding Zhengyi did not stop at all, and according to the method he came, it only took him half the time to re-enter the range of the spiritual vein.

Just as Ding Zhengyi was about to continue running towards the temporary camp, Mo Yuying sent him a surprising news, a few miles away, three strange monks were hurrying towards him.

The place is extremely poor, but it is full of dangers, and generally speaking, it is rare for monks to come here on their own initiative, and it is impossible for such a coincidence to come, which is obviously a bad come.

Between the turns of his mind, Ding Zhengyi found a stone plate and sat down, and quickly scattered the spirit stone beside him, arranging a hidden protection formation, and for the sake of safety, he also placed a medium-grade spirit stone at the eye of the array.

And among the three people who came straight at this time, the two late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators who were one step behind were the leaders of the group of scattered cultivators a few days ago.

Since that day, seeing Ding Zhengyi and the others waiting for battle, as if they were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, these two loose cultivators led the team to flee to a safe place in a hurry out of their usual caution, and after the team settled down, everyone brainstormed, and they found that something was wrong with the situation.

The five people on the other side seemed to be just passively defending, and did not take the initiative to attack or pursue, which was obviously not what they thought, at this time, it seemed that either their strength was poor or they were inexperienced.

In this case, that high-grade magic weapon is no longer a murderous thing that asks for life, but a large pile of bright spirit stones.

At this time, these two loose cultivators deceived the weak and feared the hard, and the nature of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil became more and more high, and in their eyes, Ding Zhengyi and the others were simply a windfall.

After several rounds of speculation and confirmation, the two late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators no longer hesitated, and they decisively led the team to immediately follow the trail to catch up.

However, what made the two of them extremely angry was that Ding Zhengyi and his party walked for more than 100 miles non-stop, so that the team led by the two of them hurried and hurried, took a lot of wrong paths, and finally ate a stomach of dust in the back, they were tired enough, and the others were even more unbearable.

Although the casual cultivators can gamble desperately for money, they also know how to judge the situation, according to this situation, even if they catch up, they will not be able to fight again, and they will barely fight, and the victory or defeat is still unknown.

Just when the two of them were about to retreat, they happened to meet a solo Qi practitioner who usually had some friendships.

After a few thoughts, the two leading monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation decided to pull him into the group, so that even if their gains were much smaller, they were better than safety.

As for the other accomplices in the early and middle stages of Qi training, it was a burden to continue to rush with them, and they would also share the spoils when the time came, and the two leading monks in the late stage of Qi training decisively left them behind, and they went into battle lightly to reduce casualties.

Of course, Ding Zhengyi didn't know about these internal affairs, he sat cross-legged on a mountain rock, closed his eyes, and remained motionless, as if he had entered a deep level of pranayama.

At this moment, the three people who gathered their bodies and secretly approached Ding Zhengyi, they did not bother why he was alone here, but like a lion fighting a rabbit, he used all his strength to stimulate the attack magic weapon, and at the same time, he also played several talisman seals with confidence.

In an instant, three chilling rays of light containing the spiritual pressure of an intermediate magic weapon flashed in the air, followed by more than a dozen scorching fireballs, which rushed straight towards Ding Zhengyi.

Ding Zhengyi, who was originally motionless, suddenly opened his eyes the moment the three of them made a move, a trace of coldness flashed in his cold eyes, and he suddenly rose into the air for no reason, and then landed lightly in the formation.

In this way, those attacks naturally failed, and the three long sword magic weapons of "Puff Puff" were slanted into the mountain rock where Ding Zhengyi was meditating, revealing half of the sword body that emitted cold light, and the fireballs that followed it bombarded the large mountain stone in all parts.

Seeing this scene, Ding Zhengyi's face was cloudy, but he didn't open his mouth to talk nonsense, but stretched out his right hand and showed out a few intermediate fireball talismans that had been prepared a long time ago.

Seeing that the fireball was about to hit the three scattered cultivators, the middle-aged man in purple standing in the middle stretched out his hand and waved, and a milky white light curtain suddenly appeared out of thin air, and after the fireball came into contact with the light curtain, it made a sound of "poof, poof", and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only the hot breath remaining in the air was still reflected on the slightly cautious faces of the three scattered cultivators.

Ding Zhengyi ignored the fruitless attack just now, he stared at the purple-clothed man who made the shot, frowning slightly.

At this time, Ding Zhengyi had already seen that the two late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators next to him were the leaders of the group of loose cultivators a few days ago, but the purple-clothed Qi Cultivation Consummation Cultivator was unidentified, and he couldn't help but wonder if the other party was a monk from the Xuanshan Sect who followed them.

"Why did you sneak attack me, do you know that I am an inner disciple of the Xuanshan Sect?"

It was obviously inappropriate to ask directly, Ding Zhengyi thought about it for a while, and then he asked in a cold voice.

"What about the disciples of the Xuanshan Sect, it's not one or two who die in my hands!"

When the man in purple heard what Ding Zhengyi said, his face changed slightly at first, but then his eyes rolled, and he said with a wicked smile.

"I see, Uncle Sun took us out this time to investigate the murderer of my disciples, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door, haha!"

As the doubts in his heart disappeared, Ding Zhengyi completely relaxed, and then he verbally said another nonsense, trying to disturb the other party's mind.

At the same time, Ding Zhengyi's figure flashed, and at this moment, he unexpectedly activated the armor-piercing cone and several intermediate fireball talismans.

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