Passing through the triple palace, the group entered a large hall. Tall, empty and silent, the solemnity of the hall is unusual.

There are dozens of Taishi chairs on both sides of most of the capitals, and on the first chair on the left is an old man with a childish face and crane hair. This man has a majestic and resolute appearance, and is dressed in a golden robe. When he saw Bichenzi and the others coming in, he got up and greeted him.

Murong Ling said in Xiao Ziyang's ear: "This is the archdeacon of the Great Luo Sect, the most powerful person below the Elder Ancestor of the Great Luo Sect and the Elder Jin Dan. ”

Xiao Ziyang nodded slightly, took two steps with Murong Ling, and saluted the archdeacon behind everyone.

"I've seen Senior Brother Hua. ”

"Meet the Archdeacon. ”

"Senior Brother Bichen, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Murong, you don't have to be polite, please take a seat. Hua Zhanpeng stretched out his hand and said.

After the foundation building monks took their seats, Li Guzhen stood behind Bi Chenzi, Murong Ling stood behind Murong Zixuan, Xiao Ziyang thought about it, and stood beside Li Guzhen.

"Senior Brother Bichen, this young man behind you, but after the old man you talked about when you sent the spirit rune, I don't know what the qualifications of this person's spiritual root are? You also know the rules of the door, if his qualifications are too poor...... I'm afraid it's hard to explain in the next place. Hua Zhanpeng pointed at Xiao Ziyang and asked.

"It's this son, Senior Brother Hua, rest assured, Xiao Ziyang has good qualifications. If it weren't for that, how could I bring him into the door and embarrass Senior Brother Hua. Bichenzi said.

"That's fine. As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a small mirror from the storage bag, and said, "Senior Brother Bichen, don't blame it, it's not that Hua can't trust you, it's just that the rules in the door are like this." ”

"Why, as it should be. After speaking, Bichenzi turned his head to Xiao Ziyang and said, "Ziyang, come and stand in front." ”

Xiao Ziyang, the object in the hands of the deacon of Hua, recognized that it was the inheritance treasure. He said yes, walked out from behind Bichenzi, and stood in the center of the main hall.

The deacon of Hua aimed the inheritance treasure at Xiao Ziyang, and the mana was sent into it. A ray of light shone on Xiao Ziyang's body. A moment later, a red rainbow rose above him, and a little green light shone faintly below the red rainbow.

Hua Zhanpeng put away the treasure and nodded: "Well, it's a four-grade fire earth spirit root. Yes, the quality of the spiritual root is considered to be in the upper grade. Since this is the case, then I will make the decision to include him as an outer disciple. ”

At this time, Murong Zixuan suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Hua, some time ago, when I instructed Xiao Ziyang to cultivate, I found that this son was quite talented in formation. ”

"Oh, that's it? I'll ask first. After speaking, Grand Deacon Hua casually asked Xiao Ziyang a few formation questions.

Xiao Ziyang had no interest in becoming a full-time array mage, and was a little dissatisfied with Murong Zixuan's recommendation. But since he had already shown his formation talent in front of Murong Zixuan and Bi Chenzi, he couldn't allow him to shirk at this time, so he had to answer Hua Zhanpeng's question seriously.

Hua Zhanpeng's questions at the beginning were very basic and simple, obviously not believing what Murong Zixuan said. But after listening to Xiao Ziyang's answers, his expression gradually became serious. As the question deepened, a look of joy appeared on his brow.

"Although the study of the formation is not very in-depth, the basics of the formation are very thorough. Hua Zhanpeng smiled and nodded as he spoke, "I heard from Senior Brother Bichen that you have been practicing alone, and I don't know where you learned the way of this formation. ”

Xiao Ziyang bowed down and replied: "Back to Uncle Hua, my nephew got a piece of the Nine Dragons Order last year, entered Kowloon City, and bought a copy of the Formation Preliminary Solution at a low price in a small shop in the city. I was just greedy for cheap, and I bought it to see, but I was fascinated by it at a glance, and I couldn't help but buy a copy of Zhang Jiuling's predecessor's formation experience in Kowloon City's Hui Xin Zhai, and after studying, I gradually entered the door of the formation. ”

Hua Zhanpeng nodded and said: "Okay, good, in this way, you are actually self-taught, so it is even more rare." Very good, I will summon Senior Brother Huang of Bailing Peak and ask him to come to the school to test you, if you can satisfy Senior Brother Huang, you can worship under the Master of Bailing Peak Formation and become an inner disciple. ”

Xiao Ziyang hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Thank you Uncle Hua for your love." ”

Hua Zhanpeng took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage bag and sandwiched it between his two fingers. With the mana, the rune paper immediately straightened, and the paper shone slightly. He held the rune paper close to his mouth and spoke softly. With his words, the light on the rune paper shone rhythmically. After a moment, he stopped his mouth and shook his hand, and a streamer lit up on the paper note, and after a moment it was calm again.

This messenger was obviously of a higher level than the one-time messenger that Xiao Ziyang had seen before, and it was actually able to transmit language, and it could be used repeatedly.

The deacon received the summons, and everyone waited for about a stick of incense, and walked in from outside the hall a tall and thin old man in a green robe.

The old man saluted Hua Zhanpeng and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Hua, I don't know what Archdeacon Hua said, who is quite talented in the formation?"

Hua Zhanpeng pointed at Xiao Ziyang and said: "That's it, I just compared him a few words, and found that he has a very solid foundation, this son is a self-taught formation, it is really commendable to have such a solid foundation." ”

The old man surnamed Huang nodded, and seemed to ask Xiao Ziyang a very simple formation question very casually.

Xiao Ziyang opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly felt that it seemed inappropriate. I thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he quickly overturned the answer in his heart.

Xiao Ziyang carefully deliberated on this seemingly very simple question in his heart. The more he scrutinized, the more confused he became. As he thought deeper, he faintly felt that in the process of learning the formation, he was likely to have deviated in some very critical and fundamental places, and this idea made Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Xiao Ziyang was actually on top of this hall, and under the gaze of everyone, he was immersed in the world of the formation.

Everyone in the main hall looked at Xiao Ziyang very suspiciously, only feeling that with the very solid basic knowledge of the formation that Xiao Ziyang had just shown, how could they not even be able to answer this very simple and basic question.

As a result, everyone in the hall couldn't help but think carefully about this seemingly very simple question.

Time passed little by little, and after a stick of incense, everyone who closed their eyes and pondered opened their eyes one after another, but their expressions were different.

Murong Zixuan, Zhang Jianyi, and Murong Ling and Li Guzhen, the two monks in the Qi cultivation period, still had a very confused and dazed expression on their faces.

The expression on Hua Zhanpeng's face was very complicated, as if he had gained something, but there were more puzzles.

Bi Chenzi's expression was the most strange, cold sweat was shining on his forehead, and his eyes showed a look of regret and happiness.

Xiao Ziyang was in the main hall, pacing back and forth for a while, pulling his hair for a while, and dancing with his hands for a while, pinching the law.

The old man surnamed Huang looked at Xiao Ziyang, who was in deep thought, with a look of surprise and satisfaction on his face.