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The five people present were none other than the five deputy fort masters of Canglang Castle.
The five deputy fort masters are headed by 'Luo Fu'.
Next are Meng Li, Ning Can, Yu Kang, and Feng Wei.
Feng Wei is Luo Fu's disciple and the only middle-aged man among the five deputy fort masters. The other four are all old people over the age of seventy.
At this moment, the faces of the five people looked extremely solemn.
They knew very well that the Tongxuan Formation would close on its own after being open for about three hours at most.
At this time, the people inside will come out, and the 'artistic conception' they understand will be more or less improved.
But now, four hours have passed, and there is still no sign of the Tongxuan Formation closing, as if something went wrong, which makes their hearts tremble.
"Is something really going to happen?"
Feng Wei's face was extremely solemn.
"Probably not... the Tongxuan Formation is the 'Inscription Formation' personally arranged by the powerful Emperor Wu. Logically speaking, there can be no problems."
Luo Fu shook his head, his wise eyes staring brightly into the mist on the high platform, "There must be something happening inside that we don't know about."
Although Meng Li, Ning Can and Yu Kang did not speak, they were staring intently at the 'Tongxuan Formation' on the high platform in front of them, with a hint of worry on their faces.
Compared to the restlessness of the five deputy castle masters outside the 'Tongxuan Formation', there was calm inside the 'Tongxuan Formation', with nine young talents sitting cross-legged everywhere, quietly comprehending the 'artistic conception'.
Around the bodies of the nine young talents, wisps of substantial 'artistic conception' seemed to rise.
Or 'the artistic conception of wind', or 'the artistic conception of fire', or 'the artistic conception of water', or 'the artistic conception of thunder', or 'the artistic conception of earth'.
The above five types all belong to the 'natural artistic conception'.
There is another person, whose body is surrounded by wisps of sword-shaped aura, which is the actualized 'Image of the Sword'.
Eight of the young talents were sitting there, motionless like statues.
There was only one person whose brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.
This is a young man wearing white clothes. He looks to be in his early thirties. Although he has his eyes closed, his face is unusually cold.
Especially the wisp of black flame mark between his eyebrows, which is enough to scare people at just one glance!
The black flame mark, at this moment, seemed to be completely alive, burning brightly...
"Old Ghost, how did you do it?"
At the same time, deep in the mind of the young man in white, a voice suddenly sounded, full of surprise.
Deep in the mind of the young man in white, near that ray of solidified soul, there were two vast groups of 'power of artistic conception' gathered there, like two groups of clouds, constantly rolling.
One of the artistic conception powers is 'cyan', and the other artistic conception power is 'red'.
It is the 'power of artistic conception' that corresponds to 'the artistic conception of wind' and 'the artistic conception of fire'!
"snort!"
At the same time, a cold, hoarse and old hum suddenly exploded in the mind of the young man in white, "It's just an 'Inscription Array' arranged by a mere Martial Emperor Realm inscription master, how can it be so difficult?" Got my 'will-o'-the-wisp'?"
"Although my current remnant soul is far inferior to that in its heyday... it is still very easy to extract some of the power of artistic conception from this inscription array and forcibly pour it into your body."
"If it were me in my heyday, it wouldn't be difficult even if I extracted all the power of the artistic conception refined from the 'Fragments of the Fragments of the Wind' and the 'Fragments of the Fragments of the Fire' and poured them into your body!"
Speaking later, the hoarse, old voice was full of disdain.
In his words, it was as if he looked down upon the 'Tongxuan Formation' arranged by the powerful Emperor Wu where he was now.
"Yes, yes... what kind of powerful Martial Emperor is not even considered a scumbag in front of you, Mr. Ghost!"
The voice that spoke at the beginning was a little more flattering.
Then, he changed his subject and said, "Old Ghost, with the power of these two artistic conceptions you extracted... to what level can I elevate my 'Wind Artistic Concept' and 'Fire Artistic Concept'?"
"Transform into a virtual state of mind!"
The hoarse and old voice came again.
"Transform... into a virtual state of mind? Old man, are you kidding me?"
The former's voice was full of horror.
"Since you got the 'Demon-Sealing Monument Fragment' by chance and my remnant soul resided in your body...when did I lie to you?"
There seemed to be a bit more anger in the hoarse and old voice.
"That's not true! Mr. Gui, don't take what happened just now to your heart... I just think it's incredible and I'm so excited."
The former's voice sounded panicked.
"snort!"
The old voice snorted again and continued: "Boy Zishang, remember... what I can bring you is far beyond your imagination!"
"As long as you remember your promise to me and help me rebuild my whole soul in the future... I will not treat you badly."
The old voice said again.
"Yes Yes."
Zi Shang's voice rang out in a hurry, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
"Okay... I will now return the control of my body to you, and you can fuse the two 'powers of artistic conception' I extracted for you."
After the hoarse and old voice finished these words, it fell completely silent.
At the same time, Zi Shang, who was sitting cross-legged, had the 'black flame mark' between his eyebrows disappear out of thin air, as if it had never been there before, which looked particularly strange.
Zi Shang slowly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured in an indifferent tone: "Duan Lingtian, next time we meet, I will give you a big surprise!"
"Even if the old ghost can't take action against you, I can still destroy you! As long as I get your 'Demon Sealing Monument', my Zi Shang's future will be bright. Even those powerful Martial Emperors in Yunxiao Continent will sooner or later be stepped on by me. Underfoot!"
After talking to himself, an evil smile appeared on Zi Shang's face, and it took a moment for his laughter to stop completely.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Shang closed his eyes again and merged the two 'powers of artistic conception' deep in his mind.
Around Zi Shang's body, vast flames rose up, accompanied by bursts of green wind. The fire took advantage of the wind and became more violent and violent.
Time passed quietly.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
"It's been three days... the 'Tongxuan Formation' still hasn't closed on its own."
In the underground palace of Canglang Castle, on one side of the high platform shrouded in mist, Ning Can kept pacing back and forth, his face full of worry, worried about his personal disciple 'Zi Shang'.
"I've been waiting for three days, so there's no rush now."
Luo Fu said, standing aside.
However, even though he said this, there was still a bit of worry in his eyes.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Luo Fu raised his brows, as if he noticed something, and stared at the 'Tongxuan Formation' on the high platform, which was also a large fog in the naked eye.
The fog is turbulent and has a tendency to shrink.
"The Tongxuan Formation is going to be closed?"
At this time, Ning Can stopped.
The other three deputy masters of Canglang Castle, who were sitting cross-legged and practicing, also opened their eyes, stood up, and looked at the gathering fog on the high platform.
Soon, the fog disappeared, and nine figures sitting cross-legged on the high platform appeared in front of them one by one.
Eight young men and one young woman.
If Duan Lingtian were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that young woman at a glance. She was exactly 'Ye Ling', whom she had a close relationship with in the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition in the past. She was the strongest of the current generation of young people in the Qing Dynasty.
Back then, after the 'Ten Dynasties Martial Arts' ended, Ye Ling stayed in Canglang Castle and received key training. Compared with the past, Ye Ling's cultivation level was completely different!
Soon, the nine people opened their eyes one after another and woke up.
"Zi Shang, how has your 'Wind Concept' improved?"
Ning Can took the lead and looked at the young man dressed in white, his personal disciple 'Zi Shang', and asked impatiently.
"Master, Zi Shang did not disappoint you."
Zi Shang smiled faintly, and the air around his body was turbulent, followed by waves of hot breath.
For a moment, vast flames rose up and enveloped Zi Shang's entire body, making him look like a majestic fire giant.
Wow!
At the same time, above the void, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, converging into a vision of heaven and earth.
The phantoms of ancient horned dragons gradually condensed and took shape.
Ten heads.
Twenty heads.
Thirty heads.
…
The number is still increasing.
Under the stunned gaze of a group of people, the number of ancient horned dragon phantoms finally stopped increasing and completely stopped there.
"Two...the power of two hundred ancient horned dragons!"
Luo Fu took a breath of cold air and said with a look of shock: "The first-level high-level fire artistic conception! Zi Shang, you...you actually comprehended the 'Void Transformation Artistic Realm'?"
Transform the imaginary mood!
Immediately, the other eight young disciples of Canglang Castle turned to stone one after another. Their eyes were blankly looking at the two hundred ancient horned dragons in the void above Zi Shang's head, and they could not recover for a long time.
"Zi Shang, you...your 'Fire Artistic Realm', before entering the Tongxuan Formation, seems to be just 'Enter the Void Artistic Realm', right?"
At this time, Ning Can asked somewhat absentmindedly.
Entering a virtual state of mind?
As soon as Ning Can said this, Luo Fu and the other four deputy fort masters also turned to stone.
Before entering the 'Tongxuan Formation', the artistic conception was just 'the artistic conception of entering the emptiness'; after coming out, it was upgraded to the 'the artistic conception of transforming the emptiness'?
Wouldn't that cross the 'Dongxu artistic conception'?
"yes."
Zi Shang nodded. Seeing everyone's dull and horrified eyes, he felt secretly happy and enjoyed this feeling.
Then, with a thought, a terrifying cyan wind condensed and formed around his body, constantly blending into the scorching flames.
In an instant, the flames surged and rose higher and higher.
At the same time, in the void above Zi Shang's head, four hundred more ancient horned dragons appeared first, and then one hundred more ancient horned dragons appeared.
"The power of four hundred ancient horned dragons...the artistic conception of three-level high-level wind?"
"The power of a hundred ancient horned dragons is the power enhanced by the first-level high-level fire artistic conception after performing 'Fire Borrowing the Wind'? Is it similar to the earth's artistic conception using the 'power of the earth'?"
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