It didn't take long for Zhang Di to come to the front of the formation hall.

Standing in front of the door of the main hall, I saw a magnificent and simple building standing on the peak of Qingyue Mountain, the door forehead with the ancient seal written "Formation Hall" three big characters, and engraved with a vermilion gossip pattern, a look at the heart of the heart.

In front of the door, there were two disciples wearing dark clothes and blue streamers tied around their waists, both of whom were above the fifth level of the refining body.

Zhang Di didn't want to hide his identity, he was already the honorary deputy hall master of Linggu Hall, and he was a disciple of Jin Wuming, he had long been treated as an inner disciple, as long as he passed the assessment, there was no difficulty in joining this formation hall, so he arched his hand without humility or arrogance, and flashed the waist card representing his identity at the two of them, and said: "Down is the honorary deputy hall master of Linggu Hall, Zhang Di is also!"

"What?Honorary Deputy Hall Master?" The two glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, they were just gatekeeper disciples, and when they met the honorary deputy hall master, their level was one level higher, and they hurriedly became respectful, and looked at Zhang Di's waist card intently.

When he saw that the waist card really represented the honorary deputy hall master, his expression suddenly turned grim, and he saluted Zhang Di one after another: "The disciple has seen the deputy hall master, I don't know what business you have come to my formation hall, what can the disciple serve?"

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Zhang Di couldn't help but laugh, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I had an agreement with your senior Deacon Huang before, and he had to look up to him when he went down, saying that if he could be promoted to a third-level body refiner after three years, he could come to him and apply to join the Formation Hall." ”

"What?

"You...... You're going to join the Formation Hall?"

The two of them were startled, and their eyes looked straight at Zhang Di. They all suspected that they had misheard. Because there are disciples who join the formation hall from time to time, they can join as an honorary deputy hall master. But there has never been, Zhang Di is the first!

Because the Formation Hall is one of the three upper gates. There are strict entry and training regulations, no matter what the previous status is, after entering, you have to start as an apprentice and be promoted layer by layer.

Joining as an honorary deputy hall master, but having to start as an apprentice, such a gap is not something everyone can afford, so the two suspect that they heard it wrong, thinking that Zhang Di is here to joke!

"What? no?" said Zhang Di, his face sank.

"Huh? this ...... This has no precedent ......," one of them said in a sneering manner.

"Then there is a precedent now!" Zhang Di waved his hand, "Go." Which of you will go and talk to Deacon Huang's seniors, and he will decide everything. ”

"Yes, yes!" the two of them rushed away.

The other stood there with a nervous expression, muttering to himself, "Strange! Strange! This black-faced young man is not very old, how can he be so terrifying with such an imposing appearance!" Beads of sweat flowed down his face.

He didn't know that Zhang Di was already at the eighth level of qi refining at this time, and he had experienced many dangerous experiences, and the aura on his body had already far surpassed that of the same level. At this time, it was not deliberately released to scare the doorman, but just to make him awe-inspired, and not to delay the business any longer.

Inside the Formation Hall, somewhere in the council chamber.

Deacon Wong was working on a drawing with a young monk. There is an unusually intricate pattern of a cannon drawn on it.

The young monk said, "Senior Brother Huang, although the power of this spiritual cannon is not small, it is too huge. It's going to make you and me complete a slightly smaller task ten times, how sure are you?"

Deacon Huang twisted his beard. Squinting his eyes and carefully examining the pattern, he said after a while, "There are hundreds of major formations involved in the psionic cannon. And nearly a thousand kinds of formation patterns, how can it be so easy to shrink slightly?Alas, difficult! difficult, difficult!difficult!" He shook his head and sighed again and again.

The young monk's expression darkened, and he couldn't help but be depressed: "Since Senior Brother Huang has said so as a third-grade array mage, and the junior brother is only a second-grade array mage, and his knowledge is far inferior to that of Senior Brother, I think this matter is obviously impossible to accomplish!

"No! No!" Deacon Huang shook his head again, his eyes narrowed, and said: "Although it is impossible to shrink ten times, it is not a big problem to shrink five or six times! However, the power will have to be reduced by five or six times, and then these hundreds of main formations can be simplified to fifty or sixty kinds, and then I will use miniature carving spells to engrave these formations on the body of a cannon that is one zhang long and three feet wide, it should not be a big problem." ”

The young monk was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Very good! Very good! In this way, this spiritual energy cannon can be carried with you, and it can be transformed into a spiritual tool with great power for individual soldiers, and my Qingyue Sect is enough to make a name for itself in one fell swoop at the Zhao State Formation Conference!"

Deacon Huang smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are too optimistic, this slightly shrunken spiritual energy cannon is not something that ordinary people can operate, there are more than fifty formations on it, and it must be driven by a thousand spirit stones at a time, and it takes the divine thoughts of the late stage of foundation building to control this powerful energy." Hehe, even if it barely becomes a high-power weapon for individual soldiers, it will have to be barely used by a monk in the late stage of foundation building!

The young monk did not expect this verse, and could not help but open his mouth and be speechless for a while.

"Okay, okay, this psionic cannon is the supreme secret of my Qingyue faction, and this drawing is only an imitation, and I only know the mystery of it, and the formation of the most critical energy control part is still in the hands of the hall master. You and I don't have to delay any longer, let's hurry back to the hall master, how to operate this matter!" Deacon Huang's face was solemn, and he suddenly said solemnly.

The young monk nodded, just about to say something.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a hurried voice outside the door: "Lord Deacon Huang, my subordinate is Chen Ming, the doorman on duty today, and the current honorary deputy hall of Linggu Hall is asking to see him." Say yes...... said that he had an agreement with the adults more than three years ago, and if he ...... If he reaches the third level of body refining, the adults will accept him into the formation hall!"

"Linggu Hall Honorary Deputy Hall Master? Zhang Di?" Deacon Huang was stunned, and he didn't think for a moment why the Honorary Deputy Hall Master of Linggu Hall came here? Who is Zhang Di?

The young monk immediately remembered it and whispered to him, "Senior Brother Huang, have you forgotten? This piece of land is the one that caused a storm under the head seat a few days ago, and it is also the peasant boy who was sent to Linggu Hall by you three years ago. ”

"Ah, it's him!" Deacon Huang was taken aback.

"Yes, that's the boy!" said the young monk, "this man has offended the head of the family, and the senior brother must not let this person enter the court, so it is better to find an excuse to drive him away! (To be continued......)