Chapter 22: Second-level Array Mage

Wang Yicheng disappeared into the hall with the light mask, and he heard and saw the scene of Sha Jingjing and Ma Zhongxin before they died. He sighed in his heart that Sha Jingjing was a poor woman who was heartbroken by this man. Forgetting everything is a relief for her, and it is the best ending. Sha Jingjing took the initiative to take Ma Zhongxin to the inner perimeter of the ruins, and she had already had such a plan. Life and death don't matter, that's what she wants.

Everything in front of him became blurry, and Wang Yicheng once again experienced the feeling of weightlessness. After a few breaths, Wang Yicheng appeared again in the square in front of the stone houses at the foot of the mountain.

"Smack!", and a black flag fell at his feet. Wang Yicheng picked up the flag, which was Ma Zhongxin's ghost flag. The tens of thousands of souls inside had been destroyed, and now it was just an ordinary array flag. However, it is also a relief for the souls of those people who are trapped in the flag, and they can enter reincarnation and be reborn.

Wang Yicheng took it out and just got the carving knife, which looked very ordinary on the surface, very similar to the pencil sharpeners used by primary school students in the past. The blade is narrow, as long as a finger. The handle is silver, just enough to be pinched with three fingers. With a slight flick, the knife was very light, unlike any metal I knew.

Wang Yicheng put the carving knife in his eyes and looked closely, and immediately noticed the difference, there were many carved lines thinner than a hair on the surface of the knife, and occasionally under the sunlight, a dense flash of light was reflected. Like the circuit board of an integrated circuit on the most sophisticated instrument.

Just on such a narrow knife surface, carving such a fine line is a very clever skill. There is no doubt that this is a magic weapon-level artifact.

Wang Yicheng gently injected the true yuan force into the knife, and in an instant, a very wonderful feeling appeared in his heart. Everything around me seemed to slow down suddenly, and my senses became extremely acute. All the movements within a radius of more than ten zhang were clearly felt in my mind, the wind and grass were blowing, the branches were shaking, and even a beetle on the leaves was slowly flapping its wings and flying, as if it was in slow motion on TV.

Wang Yicheng immediately understood that it was his own calculation speed that had become faster, which was the effect of the carving knife, which was worthy of a magic weapon-level treasure.

Wang Yicheng randomly selected a formation diagram and pinched his fingers to calculate it, in the past, it was extremely painstaking and difficult to calculate the number of numbers, but at this time, it can be easily calculated. Wang Yicheng felt that his calculation speed had suddenly increased a lot, and it had reached an extremely high level. Even the first-class water qualification is nothing more than that!

Wang Yicheng put down the carving knife and glanced at the fog barrier in the distance. In order to pass through this barrier, you must reach the level of a second-level array mage. It looks like he's going to be on the outskirts of the Ruins for a while.

Wang Yicheng picked up the formation primer that Sha Jingjing gave him and began to study it carefully. In this formation, it is very wonderful, there are also changes of day and night, and even the alternation of the four seasons, the trees wither, and the metabolism of living beings.

In a blink of an eye, three months had passed, and it was already late autumn in the ruins. The cool breeze blew, and the golden leaves fluttered, fluttering all over the sky, and falling to the ground in a whirl. The square in front of the stone houses has been covered with a thick layer of leaves, like a golden carpet. Occasionally, the autumn breeze is a little more urgent, and a corner of the carpet is turned over. You will find that the stone slabs on the ground of the square are carved with dense carved lines.

This is a myriad of formation patterns, almost all over the square. Most of these formations failed, and these were the results of Wang Yicheng's practice. He had been in the square for three months, either carving formations or studying books. After each portrayal failure, he carefully experienced and looked for the reason for the failure, and his formation skills slowly improved in this repeated failure and a little bit of practice and learning.

Wang Yicheng sat cross-legged in the center of the square, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fingers of one hand were calculating rapidly, so fast that he almost turned into a phantom.

Suddenly, Wang Yicheng's whole person stood still, and his fingers stopped calculating, as motionless as a stone statue. He suddenly entered a state of epiphany. Everything around is forgotten and does not exist. There were only a few basic formations left slowly spinning in my mind. In an instant, all the mysteries slowly rotated around him like a slowly flowing stream of water, and all the problems were solved.

I don't know how long it took, a smile appeared on Wang Yicheng's face, and he finally understood all the tricks of the second-level formation.

He took out the carving knife and carved it on the stone slab on the ground without hesitation, and the lines were formed rapidly, intersecting and reciprocating, mysterious and complex, as if a machine was working there.

Soon the depiction of this array was completed, and Wang Yicheng planted the formation flag and spirit stones at several nodes, and the formation was launched. This is the most common second-level formation that combines the Nine Palaces Bagua Array and the Five Elements Array. It is the first second-level formation successfully portrayed by Wang Yicheng.

Since then, Wang Yicheng's techniques have become more and more proficient, and there have been more and more successful formations on the slate. Another month passed, Wang Yicheng smiled and packed his things, and he slowly walked towards the fog array, about to leave this ruin. Behind him, the autumn wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the square slowly opened, revealing countless formation diagrams, which was the testimony of Wang Yicheng's promotion to a second-level formation mage.

Wang Yicheng walked to the side of the fog array and squinted his eyes, he was feeling the changes in the spiritual power in the formation. Four months ago, when he came in, he still relied entirely on Sha Jingjing's guidance. The changes in these spiritual powers were completely confusing, and now he could calculate them independently.

Wang Yicheng injected the true yuan force into the carving knife, and immediately his calculation power increased greatly. Then he walked slowly towards the fog array. In the mist, his fingers kept pinching, calculating the changes in his spiritual power. His steps were firm, and at this time he was already quite confident in the strength of his formation. Those powerful traps are easy to avoid.

After a while, Wang Yicheng passed through this layer of mountain protection fog array and looked back at this magnificent foggy mountain. Wang Yicheng was very emotional in his heart, in this ruin, he witnessed the great achievements of the ancient array mage, and also lamented the death of Sha Jingjing, but also witnessed his own progress. On the path of cultivation, he took another step forward firmly.

Wang Yicheng released the levitation technique, and soon came out of the ruins and flew quickly towards Ruiguang City. It's been four months, and he's also a little worried about Jiang Lan and Hou San.

As soon as he entered Ruiguang City, there was a sudden sound of shouting and scolding, and the sound of ping-pong non-stop.

Wang Yicheng stopped in the air and stared, only to see a large courtyard shrouded in mist, surrounded by hundreds of guards from Ruiguang City.

Several screams were heard in the mist, and the bodies of several guards were thrown out of the mist. I only heard Hou San's voice coming from the mist: "If you are not afraid of death, come in, come in and kill as many as you want!"