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One grinds the ink, the other taps the thigh. The monk rubbed his neck and looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, but his attention was clearly not as focused as it had been at first, but it was clear that he was not alone, and there was even a monk who gently covered his mouth and nose with his hands to hide his yawn.

It took two hours for this painting to be completed, Mo Chunjue put down the brush in his hand, and raised his eyebrows proudly towards Jiajia: "Okay, you can start!"

It was only at this time that Jia Jia put down the ink strip in his hand, and his eyes moved up from the rice paper to Mo Chunjue's face, but he saw the little young man's nose sweating, Jia Jia stared at him for a moment, and suddenly looked at him.

Except for a few monks around at this time, the rest couldn't help frowning, what the hell is this dense cloud of ghost painting talismans.

"What is this? The south side looks like a wind formation!" At that moment, a monk shook his head and muttered, "It's just that the north side is like the ground thorn Taibai array, tsk, the east side is like the Xiaoyan array, and the west side looks like the Vajra array, no, it looks like the Weiling Array!

"Are these four different formations?" Among the monks who learned the formation, there were also some who were more anxious, and regardless of whether Mo Chunjue was a monk from the East China Sea, his mouth became suspicious.

Mo Chunjue looked up at those few people dissatisfied, his little face was extremely rigid, and he said word by word: "Mortals say that watching chess is a true gentleman. On the way of our formation. It is necessary to watch the formation. Please don't speak casually, senior brother!"

The monk who spoke was blushing by Mo Chunjue's words, but he was not easy to refute, so he had no choice but to lower his head and admit his reprimand.

Jia Jia looked up at Mo Chunjue and the few monks around him, and sighed lightly, sure enough, he was young, and the child's appearance was advantageous. Speaking like Mo Chunjue just now, it was actually extremely faceless, however, the monk really didn't have anything else on his face except for some shame.

Everyone saw that the female cultivator finally stretched out her hand, pulled the rice paper slightly in their direction, and looked down at Mo Chunjue's formation for a moment.

The Jindan monk, who was preaching among the onlookers, shifted his steps slightly, looking for a gap so that he could see the female cultivator more clearly.

With Mo Chunjue's cultivation and age, he can make such a formation. It really took him by surprise. For the very smart teenager in front of him, it is really in addition to the word "genius". I can't find the adjectives anymore.

It's just that I don't know how this nun will respond. The Jindan monk was frowning, and at this moment, the wings of his nose moved, and a sandalwood fragrance poured into his nose, such a smell, only one person in the entire Shenhe Village would have it.

Brother Jindan raised his eyebrows and looked up at the monk who had entered here with the guqin, but saw that the monk was wearing a white coarse cloth robe with a long face, but there was an elegance and indifference between his eyebrows. His lips pursed slightly, a face seemed expressionless, his loose bun hung down at the back of his head, and he didn't know if he had smoked too much sandalwood, which made his whole appearance seem to be covered with a layer of smoke, beyond the world.

The expressionless monk saw this Jindan real person bowing slightly, and when he passed by Mo Chunjue and Jia Jia, he didn't stop at all, but when he inadvertently glanced at the formation on the paper, he stopped without warning, and then looked at the two monks in the fighting array.

Look at the array first and then look at the people, and this monk is also somewhat interesting. The two monks in the fighting array, Mo Chunjue he knew, looked up at Mo Chunjue's eyes without distinguishing joy and anger, and then fell on the female cultivator who "bullied the small with the big".

Although the monk holding the harp was still expressionless as always, if anyone were to pay attention to him now, they would find that a trace of scheming flashed in the monk's elegant and indifferent eyes, and the empty hand was hidden between the wide sleeved robes, and only the sleeves of the robes moved slightly, making it difficult for people to see clearly. In a short time, the monk's scheming between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, and he soon regained his previous indifference. Together with the other monks, he looked inside.

Everyone saw that the Jindan nun stopped for a moment, and glanced at Mo Chunjue when she picked up the pen, with undisguised appreciation in her eyes, which made Mo Chunjue's face red, after all, she was still a child, and she would not restrain her feelings, happy is happy, and proud is proud.

The group cultivators didn't know what was going on, but Jia Jia paused for a moment to talk to the Xuan Ling in the dantian. When Mo Chunjue's formation was halfway drawn, Jia Jia sighed at Xuan Ling: "Mo Chunjue's talent, in all fairness, is indeed much better than me!" She is not only more than Mo Chunjue's cultivation and age, but also Song Yuanshan's immortal mansion, but it can be said that this vision alone is not comparable to Mo Chunjue.

Xuan Ling knew that he couldn't see and hear, and he was not interested, but he responded to her: "Before it is finished, it will amaze you, it must be indeed extraordinary." Having said this, Jia Jia didn't reply immediately, Xuan Ling thought about it, thought she was sad, and comforted her, "You don't have to be sad, after all, such people are very rare." ”

Jia Jia hummed lightly, and nodded again and again: "Drawing inferences from one another, he really used it vividly." ”

Xuan Ling saw that she only had a light hum, so he pulled the topic away, only to realize that Jia Jia didn't even feel the slightest sadness, and suddenly felt that Fang Cai's comfort was really wasted, and he hummed awkwardly.

Jia Jia glanced at Mo Chunjue, Fang picked up the pen, and just as he was about to put down the pen, he suddenly paused, his voice was not loud, but it just made everyone present hear it clearly: "There are too many changes in this array, so I will write and say, how about it?"

Mo Chunjue nodded: "It's okay, you can tell me what kind of formation I have." ”

Jia Jia nodded, stretched out her hand and pointed to the dense "ghost drawing talisman" on the rice paper, and said in a crisp voice: "When you start, start from the north first, and draw the ground thorn Taibai array, and you draw a simple ground thorn Taibai array and stop." There was a total of ten breaths of rest in between. The ground thorn Taibai formation is not an ordinary formation. Or rather. Once all the formations involved on this piece of paper are exposed to air, they will automatically activate after ten breaths. After ten breaths, you added another formation to the west, similar to the Welling Array, but at this time, it was no longer the original Earth Thorn Taibai Formation, and you added this formation similar to the Welling Array, and then you stopped for fifteen breaths, and the formation after the transformation of the two phases was no longer the Earth Thorn Taibai Formation or the Welling Array at all. It's already the Wooden Shield Nine Formation. ”

Jia Jia paused when she said this, and Qunxiu saw that she was extremely fast, with a few strokes on the rice paper, almost in the blink of an eye, a wooden shield nine transformation array jumped onto the paper, she drew while talking, "And so on, after the wooden shield nine changes the formation, you stopped for twenty breaths, changed a few strokes in the east like a small Yan array, and stopped for thirty breaths after the last one." Added the formation to the south!"

With the completion of the last stroke, the end of the leaves. looked at Mo Chunjue and Qun Xiu. Before Mo Chunjue could speak, the group cultivators who stretched their necks to watch looked at the formation on the Jiajia paper but frowned: "What kind of formation is this? I've never seen it, can it be activated?"

Jia Jia glanced at Mo Chunjue with a smile, and turned up the storage bag, "Of course it can be activated, but you need to use this!" While speaking, Jia Jia took out a round mirror and shook it in front of Qun Xiu's eyes, and shone it towards the formation she had drawn.

The topic of Mo Chunjue's "Paper Discussion Array" this time first borrowed the length of the time pause, kept changing the formation, and then used the "reverse painting array" when it was the most difficult to finish. It can be said that at first glance, until Jia Jia solved the problem, almost no one in the group of cultivators solved it, except for two people: Brother Jindan who gave lectures and Brother Baoqin who came in halfway.

Mo Chunjue was also stiff when he heard this, and nodded in response: "What you said is good, it's not bad at all." In this game, I lost. ”

There are many ways to fight the formation, and the simplest fighting formation is only a paper battle. After Jia Jia finished explaining, seeing that Mo Chunjue had nothing to say, he got up and wanted to leave.

Mo Chunjue didn't stop him, he stood up, and nodded like a little adult: "The skills are not as good as others, Mo Chunjue admits defeat." However, I Mo Chunjue is still young, and my cultivation has been very long, and losing once is nothing. I'll come back to you next time. ”

Winning is naturally very remarkable, but Jia Jia thinks that losing is even better than winning. At present, this nine-year-old child has taken on the reputation of "can afford to lose", which really impressed her again and again, and she smiled: "Naturally!"

At the end of the song, the monk who had rubbed his neck for a long time was about to leave with him, but at this moment, a person who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke: "Wait!"

As soon as this nameless and nameless "and slow" came out, although there were still a few monks in this side hall, everyone was almost unanimous, and they all looked at Jia Jia. Jia Jia's footsteps paused, and she turned back in surprise, but saw a man holding the piano walking out and walking in front of her and Mo Chunjue: "How about another game?"

Mo Chunjue frowned when she heard this, looked at the man puzzled, and called: "Sixth uncle, if Chunjue loses, she loses, so you have to stop her." ”

The man who was called the sixth uncle didn't even glance at Mo Chunjue, but only said loudly: "I just have a question here, I want to find someone to solve my doubts, if you want to, you can also give it a try." ”

The Jindan monk, who was still puzzled just now, suddenly realized: "That's the question!"

The man who was called the sixth uncle nodded: "Everyone here can come and crack it!" But when he said this, his eyes were looking at Jia Jia, and it was obvious that he was the only one who wanted to call to solve the problem.

Jia Jia was slightly stunned and did not answer. Mo Chunjue's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly pulled Jia Jia's sleeve, thinking that he whispered in Jia Jia's ear: "What are you afraid of? ”

Jia Jia looked at the sixth uncle carefully, thought for a moment, and then nodded, only remembering in her heart to ask Wei to ask who this sixth uncle was. According to the respect of the group cultivators present, it looks extraordinary.

Seeing that Jia Jia agreed, the sixth uncle nodded, and a very generous person sent a array, accompanied by this array, his clear voice: "A change of formation!" (to be continued......)