Chapter Ninety-Three: The Law (Part 3)

At this time, the hook-nosed monk was furious, and the feeling of playfulness made him furious.

Although the Falling Wood Formation was only a Xuan-level low-level formation, the continuous falling wood caused him any damage, but the continuous wood still restricted his movements.

The horse-faced monk in the red dust array on the other side was dancing with his hands at this time, and it seemed that psychedelic dance music was playing in his ears.

I was addicted to it for a while and couldn't extricate myself.

Meng Sheng looked at the horse-faced monk and said slightly: "Cultivating the truth, it seems that cultivating the mind is also important, a late-stage cultivator of the Condensation Mirror is actually restricted by a yellow-level early formation. ”

Meng Sheng muttered, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Li who was in the Netherworld Sect City.

Zhang Li likes to transform into a boy to cultivate his mind.

Just as Meng Sheng was thinking, the hook-nosed monk slashed with his flying sword at this time, and then a majestic sword qi urged.

Thundered!

The Falling Wood Formation collapsed directly, and the surrounding grass and trees turned into flying ashes.

At the same time, the hook-nosed monk did not hesitate, and directly retreated, and then grabbed and stretched out.

Directly grabbed the horse-faced monk who was dancing in the formation at this time.

Sting!

With one grab, the horse-faced monk's robe was directly torn, but at the same time, the horse-faced monk was dragged out of the formation.

"Wake up!"

The hook-nosed monk let out a loud shout and slapped the horse-faced monk on the back of the head.

"This ...... I've just entered the formation?"

The horse-faced monk woke up instantly, looked at the surrounding scene at this time, and instantly understood that he was trapped in a kind of phantom array.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are masters here, leave quickly!"

The hook-nosed monk left all the treasures behind at this time, and he didn't understand it at this time, and it was clear that someone had arranged the formation here.

And being able to arrange so many formations is by no means an ordinary person.

The two of them inadvertently broke into someone else's formation.

The horse-faced monk remembered his embarrassment just now, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Then no more nonsense, the two hurriedly fled from here.

Watching the horse-faced monk and the hook-nosed monk leave, Meng Sheng's eyes flashed slightly.

"I hope they will be let go and not cause a big storm!"

With a mutter, Meng Sheng's gaze fell on the formation that the two had destroyed before.

The figure flashed, and Meng Sheng continued to arrange the formation.

When he raised his hands and feet, the vitality waved, and the dead trees and weeds around him revived again, and continued to grow under the moisture of the vitality.

On the other side, after the Horse-faced Monk and the Hook-Nosed Monk fled the foot of the mountain, the Horse-faced Monk looked indignant.

"Senior brother, is that all there is?"

The more he thought about the scene he had just been in the formation, the more angry he became, and it was clear that someone was playing tricks on him.

The eagle hook-nosed monk had a slight flash in his eyes, and said lightly: "Senior brother, don't forget that the purpose of this trip is to participate in the Towering Southern Xinjiang Conference, and the people who can arrange so many formations, do you think they are ordinary people?"

Speaking of this, the Eagle Hook-nosed Monk paused.

"The other party didn't show up, which means that the other party has no murderous intent, otherwise you and I would have become a dead corpse at this time!"

Hearing this, the horse-faced monk secretly pondered, it was indeed just like what the eagle-hooked nose monk said, if the other party showed up, with this formation, the two of them were not opponents at all.

But when I think of the scene just now, the more I think about it, the more angry I become.

On the other side, the hook-nosed monk looked up at the top of the mountain, a cold light in his eyes.

"However, if we can't do it, can't anyone else do it?"

"Hmph, I actually tricked you and my brother to let this person know the consequences!!"

The horse-faced monk asked, with a hint of confusion.

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

The eagle hook-nosed monk flashed coldly, and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Demon Hunting Palace!"

......

On the other hand, Meng Sheng didn't know that he was kind for a while, and he would cause a lot of trouble for himself next.

However, at this time, Meng Sheng was still arranging the formation by himself.

Cone Formation!

Goose-shaped formation!

Hook Formation!

Xuanxiang Array!

......

One formation after another, under Meng Sheng's arrangement, continued to be arranged.

Time flies, and it's been another month.

At this time, it is already spring, and the vegetation grows and flourishes.

Looking at the green branches and green leaves on the mountain range, Meng Sheng couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"The formation is really unfathomable, and after the three thousand formations are arranged, I found that those Xuan-level formations before me are really vulnerable. ”

Recalling that after he realized the array pill, he was complacent, and when he thought about it at this time, he only felt ridiculous.

At this time, Meng Sheng stood under the mountain range, and when he looked up, the entire mountain range was shrouded in formations.

As soon as his mind moved, the mist roared, and the mist on the top of the mountain seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand from top to bottom.

In an instant, the entire mountain range was filled with mist.

"From now on, this place will be called the Misty Mountains!"

With a whisper, Meng Sheng's figure flashed and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Along the way, looking at his masterpiece, Meng Sheng showed a faint smile.

After this exercise, Meng Sheng had a vague feeling that he was about to come out, and that feeling was indescribable.

But Meng Sheng knew that if he could understand that feeling, his formation would improve a lot.

After returning to the top of the mountain, Meng Sheng sat cross-legged in the wooden house.

At this time, in the sea of divine consciousness, Han Yi's black light face appeared.

"Meng Sheng boy, it seems that you have mastered all the three thousand formations. ”

When Meng Sheng heard this, his divine sense entered the sea of divine consciousness, and he smiled slightly, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored, the guidance of senior Han is really effective, and Meng Sheng has gained a lot from arranging three thousand formations this time." ”

"And I also had different perceptions of the principles of some formations before, but there were always some things that I didn't understand. ”

When Han Yi heard this, he was shocked.

"Oh?"

"Meng Sheng boy, tell me, are there any things you don't understand?"

Meng Sheng groaned slightly, and said, "Senior Han, before these three thousand formations, I thought it was the foundation of all formations, and you said before that all formations can be superimposed with primary formations. ”

"I don't think there's much of a problem with this, when arranging the three thousand formations, I feel that any formation can be combined. ”

Hearing this, Han Yi couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

It can be seen that he agrees with what Meng Sheng said.

However, then Meng Sheng continued: "But for some reason, I don't think these formations can be simply combined, there seems to be an invisible thing affecting them, and it is not just a random combination. ”

"But I don't know if it's right or wrong, and I don't really know what the intangible thing is. ”

When Han Yi heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, with a hint of shock.

"Meng Sheng boy, I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend this step now!"

Speaking of this, Han Yi paused and said seriously.

"What you just said is right, any formation is a commonality, but the basic formation is only the basis of all formations. ”

"As you said, formations are not just random combinations, there is indeed an invisible influence in them, this is called a law!"

As soon as Han Yi's words fell, Meng Sheng's eyes widened, exuding a fine light.

"Regular?!"

"That's right, it's the law!" Han Yi nodded.

Meng Sheng was like an initiation at this time, and something seemed to flash through his mind.

Looking at Meng Sheng, who was constantly enlightened, Han Yi continued.

"Three thousand formations, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, merge with each other and separate from each other. ”

"What runs through it is the law, and everything has its own law. ”

"There are four seasons in the sky, spring, summer, autumn and winter, this is the law. ”

"People are born, old, sick and die, this is also the law!"

The light in Meng Sheng's eyes became more and more intense, and the feeling in his heart that was about to come out seemed to rush out at any time.

"Laws, everything has laws, that's right, it's laws!"

Meng Sheng understood that the three thousand formations seemed to be different, but they actually all had something in common.

"The rules of the three thousand formations are the same, but there are differences, and this difference is where the power of the combined formation lies. ”

"Fusion of multiple formations, find out the differences in them, and fuse them, and you will produce different results!"

Meng Sheng muttered, his mind constantly simulating.

"Senior Han, I'll go out first!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Sheng couldn't wait to verify his idea.

Han Yi watched Meng Sheng withdraw from the Sea of Divine Sense, and his expression couldn't help but show shock.

"Worthy of ...... It's terrifying!"

When the words came to his lips, Han Yi hurriedly stopped, and then the black light of his divine sense fell silent.