Not to mention anything else, that madman can compile half of the Spirit Gathering Array with his own strength, and this is the only one that is rare in the world!

It should be the strength of the array, but whether he is willing to help or not is unknown.

But whether he wants it or not, he has to ask first, it's better if he is willing, and if he doesn't, Xiao Yun will find another way.

Next

The rooster sings, and the morning glow is broken

Qingshuang secretly annoyed Jin Crow early

Turning water into mud, this hatred is difficult to eliminate

"Little Elder, go to the Chongwen Martial Arts Pavilion?"

"Hmm"

Xiao Yun nodded: "The Spirit Gathering Array has arrived, and someone needs to arrange it, but neither of you and I know this, we need to find someone to help you and me form a formation!"

"Oh!"

Tsing Yi understood, nodded and said, "That attic ghost is indeed quite capable!"

After finishing the words, he was puzzled: "It's just that the little elder, he is a ghost, I'm afraid he can't go out of the pavilion to see this morning sun?"

"It's okay!"

Xiao Yun shook his head slightly, this is a trivial matter: "It's not good during the day, it's okay to do it at night"

After a pause, he said: "And the cultivation is a successful ghost cultivator, it should not be afraid of the sun, that crazy Confucianism is very crazy, and its strength should not be underestimated, this mere daylight, I'm afraid he can't"

After a pause, he said, "No matter what, let's go ask first!"

"Yes!"

Tsing Yi didn't say anything more, and followed Xiao Yun to the Chongwen Martial Arts Hall.

Chongwen Martial Arts Hall is also a thousand-year-old museum, early morning from a distance to see the integration of frost white, the pavilion exquisite, ancient rhyme and fragrance

It's just that it's still early, and the keeper downstairs hasn't opened the door yet, Tsing Yi knocked a few times, and the old man shouldn't have it, which caused the Futu of the City God Temple behind him to frown, and asked the old man to come and open the door.

In this way, the door opened, and the old man saw that there was really someone outside the door, and he smiled and apologized: "Don't blame it, don't blame it!" People sleep dimly, and vaguely hear someone calling the door, but they thought it was a dream, but they didn't expect it to be real!"

Xiao Yun also smiled: "My husband has a good body, life is rare for seventy years, and it is a rare blessing that you can dream until dawn now."

"Hahaha! The little elder is really good at complimenting people!"

The old man listened happily, laughed, looked at Xiao Yun and the others, noticed that they were familiar, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Oh! It turned out to be you two!"

Thinking about it, Xiao Yun Qingyi had been here before.

"You're still looking for that one, aren't you?"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked upstairs: "Come on, come on, I'll open the door, go open the door!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Xiao Yun thanked him, and the two followed, the old man opened the door, and Xiao Yun Qingyi stepped in.

As soon as I entered, I heard a smug laugh: "Hahahaha! I knew you two would come back!"

"Oh"

As soon as Tsing Yi heard his laughter, he was dissatisfied, and secretly said that this person was too rude, and he was a person in the etiquette religion.

Then he sarcastically said, "Then sir, you laughed so loudly, but you already know why the little elder came?"

"Isn't it easy!"

The mad Ru laughed again, slightly proud: "Although the spirit gathering secret book written by the old decay does not dare to say that it is as majestic and magnificent as heaven and earth, and it is unfathomable, it can be regarded as comparable to the abyss, and it can be regarded as relatively mysterious, and it is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary formation masters!"

After that, he glanced at Xiao Yun Qingyi again, and then said: "What's more, the two of you are not very old, even if you start learning from your mother's womb, how many points of formation techniques can you learn? I'm afraid I can't even understand some words and phrases!haha!"

He laughed too wildly, and he was right, Tsing Yi really didn't even understand the words, and Tsing Yi was suddenly even more dissatisfied in his heart.

After snorting slightly, he sarcastically said: "Then I think sir, you are just a sour and rotten Confucian, the way of the formation is the same as the little woman and me, you are just a moth, you yourself are arrogant here, but I don't know that the little elder has studied it thoroughly, your so-called book of gathering spirits is just a fragment, and you can't arrange any spirit gathering array at all!"

"Impossible!"

When the old man guarding the pavilion heard this, he immediately glanced at Xiao Yun, and then said disdainfully: "The little elder's Dharma is profound, but the little elder definitely doesn't understand the formation, he must not be able to see whether the formation is good or bad! How dare you deny that I have worked hard to vomit blood and created my own big array!"

Tsing Yi was even more disdainful when he heard this: "How do you know that the little elder doesn't understand the formation!"

"Humph!"

The madman snorted coldly, pointed to the wall behind him, and said proudly: "I have set up three formations in this pavilion, one is right, one is wrong, and one is biased!"

When Tsing Yi heard this, he saw that there was only a little mess of pens, papers, and books on the wall, and he couldn't see what kind of formation it would be.

Then he listened to the old man who guarded the pavilion and said: "But anyone who understands the formation, once he enters this pavilion, he will definitely not be able to help but look at these three formations and debate with me!"

After that, he looked at Xiao Yun again, and then hummed: "But after the little elder came in last time, he only looked at my calligraphy, and every sentence was incisive, but he never paid attention to the formation behind him, and he didn't mention the formation, this is definitely not something that a person who cultivates the formation can do!

After that, he looked at Xiao Yun again, and smiled slightly arrogantly: "Little Elder, do you think so?"

"Humph!"

Before Xiao Yun could say anything, Tsing Yi was unconvinced, and said, "Then why don't you say that the formation you arranged is too poor like a child's painting, and the little elder disdains to look at it!"

"Ignorant!"

The madman only snorted coldly, glanced at Tsing Yi, and said coldly: "The three formations behind me are the general trick of the formation, and the people who cultivate the formation, who dares to say that this is a childish painting?"

After that, he glanced at Tsing Yi coldly, and then said: "As a demon clan, when you go to the Demon Sect, you dare to say that it is a waste chapter when you see the demon spirit map?"

After speaking, he waved his hand again, and snorted coldly: "The woman is uneducated, and it only adds to the laughter!"

"You!"

Tsing Yi was suddenly angry, and he couldn't talk about Confucianism, so he was extremely aggrieved and pulled Xiao Yun's arm: "Little Elder, look at him!"

"Oh, Tsing Yi, you are my attendant, why bother with other people's words?"

Xiao Yun felt slightly amused, patted her, and comforted her again: "And the mouth of a scholar is the most powerful tool in the world, how can you talk about him?" and said with a smile: "You are just a weak little girl, but he is a century-old Confucian soul, it is normal for you to be less knowledgeable than him, and it will be better to rush back later!"

Xiao Yun was just a casual comforting word, but as the so-called speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Tsing Yi was arrogant, and he was angry at the moment, but he kept Xiao Yun's sentence in his heart.

Xiao Yun didn't know what Tsing Yi was thinking next to her, and after comforting her, he took another step forward and smiled slightly: "What the donor said is extremely true, the little monk really doesn't know anything about the formation."

Wei Dun said again: "But what Tsing Yi said is also good, the book you gave before is indeed a remnant formation, and it is impossible to arrange the formation."

"No way!"

When the mad Confucian heard this, he immediately frowned, waved his big hand, and snorted coldly: "For this reason, I have read all the books, the Book of Changes a thousand times! I have searched for the clear spirit and smoke in the vast green and dark world, and carefully checked the chapter of the deer and crane in the roar of the tiger and the dragon! Whether it is the fairy book and ghost book, or the trivial records of the world, I will compare them one by one, but if there is a trace of fallacy, I will not sleep, and I will clear the roots!"

"I also look at the clouds and green and want the rain, and understand the water and smoke! Check the place of the dark and the yin, and rectify the old texts! The soul palpitations and recklessness are changed for a long time, and the ink pen is a short sigh and re-survey! The method of the Zhou chapter is all the pursuit of no leakage! The words of the pen and the pen are stricter than the astronomical additions and repairs! This is a laborious work, which is difficult to have through the ages! The power that has been wasted is difficult to find for eternity! In this way, it took 100 years of painstaking and painstaking efforts to become the array of gathering spirits! How could it be wrong!"

After that, he stared at Xiao Yun again: "What's more, if there is a mistake, can the little elder come up with evidence! Otherwise, he will stop mentioning the mistake and humiliate the old man!"

Xiao Yun frowned slightly after hearing this, this madness of Confucianism is no longer in his own character, but rooted in his endless confidence in the text he wrote, this madness has been sublimated into 'faith'!

But no matter how much faith you believe, you are wrong, you are wrong!

Xiao Yun didn't say much, and only took out two anthologies, one volume was one foot high, which was given by the previous Confucian, and the other was just a few thousand words, which was the book of the standard spirit gathering array.

"Sir, you are a master of the formation, no matter how much the little monk says, it is just a child's ignorant words to you"

After that, he smiled slightly, and pointed to the two books on the table: "These two, one is a gift from you before, and the other is a book of gathering spirits, you can look at it yourself."

"Humph!"

The mad Confucian still snorted coldly, not believing that he would be wrong, so he took the spirit gathering technique with his big hand, and said coldly: "I want to see what kind of heaven and earth supreme text the little elder can find to refute the old decay!"

After that, he opened the book of gathering spirits, and at first, he didn't bother to look at it carefully, and looked at ten lines at a glance: "But that's it!"

However, for a moment, his face gradually changed, and then changed, and then changed, and suddenly his eyes exploded, and he was shocked for a moment, his body and arms trembled, and his lips were discolored!

"No ....."

"Impossible..."

Suddenly yelled: "Impossible!

"I can't be wrong! I can't be wrong!"

He turned five or six hula pages into disbelief: "This is fake! This is fake!"

He laughed wildly: "Hahaha! This is fake! Absolutely fake!"

Roaring and laughing, arrogant and wanton, turning into thousands of ghost shadows to stir up the pavilion into a black temple like a group of demons dancing wildly, roaring angrily: "Fake! Fake! It's all fake!"

In the midst of a furious laugh, he grabbed his foot-tall work and tore it to pieces!

'Plop' fiercely hugged the soul gathering technique, knelt on the ground and wept!

The sky is full of paper words, life is unique, a hundred years of hard work, life is touched,

My heart was like a knife, and I burst into tears