After finally making it through the second level, there was a third level. Damn it!
Seeing that she was still mixed up in this hazy place, Ning Xia couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
She had just experienced a round of feather attacks and was exhausted both physically and mentally.
She no longer wanted to try the overwhelming feeling of snow-white feathers surrounding her body. It uses a very simple two-wing formation, but I don't know how to modify it to achieve this effect, which is condensed but not dispersed.
No matter how Ningxia fiddles with them, they can't break up this stubborn formation. Also, in fact, the source of the array below is the inside, and the feathers are the surface. Naturally, you cannot use the feathers to destroy the source array.
But this formation worked so well with the feathers that it didn't give her any time to think, thus holding her back. Feathers are flexible, and although they are light, they are also extremely malleable. Hard methods or moves cannot do anything to them.
Ning Xia also thought of a way to suppress the feathers in a moment of panting.
As a result, before she could rest for a while, the third formation started again. The attack hasn't appeared yet, but Ningxia can feel the familiar undercurrent. There was a voice inside telling her that it was time to start again.
It was also when attacking these two formations that Ningxia discovered that this formation was most likely controlled by people. Because both the wooden figure and the direction in which the feathers are flying are extremely flexible and cannot be achieved by the death formation. Sometimes Ningxia would feel that some changes were directed at her movements and were quite aimed at her.
And this is definitely not an ordinary combination formation, it is unexpected and unexpected. The person who set up the formation must be a pragmatist. It sounds simple, but when it is actually done, it is really tricky.
As for who is controlling it, you should have figured it out without guessing. To get that letter of recommendation, she had to go through many obstacles.
The third one...should be the last one. After all, there are only three things to do. Ningxia has a feeling that it’s the end——
Seeing the water suddenly coming from all sides, Ningxia didn't feel a headache, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.
The ultimate move is finally out, so after passing this level it should be over.
Ning Xia braced herself up, pursed her lips, and clutched the sword in her hand, her whole body tense.
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"Zhenjun, your disciple is really good." Zhenjun Chongri, who had taken in the whole process, turned to Zhenjun Yuanheng and said.
Entering a formation often consumes a lot of mental energy, especially this formation of his. If you are not mentally strong enough, you may be forcibly sent out without waiting for the second level.
Being able to fight with soul consciousness shows the strength and tenacity of his mental power.
Although Ningxia saw various wooden figures, he also fought with the feather "army". But in fact, these things are all fictitious, guided by the formation, and then formed in Ningxia's mind.
In fact, he has been "fighting" with himself. How can you not be tired? But they also saw that this man was actually very tough and seemed to be able to pass the third level.
So Cui Young's compliment is not false. He truly appreciated it.
"Ning Xia's spiritual body is much stronger than ordinary disciples, and even stronger than many monks who have grown up for a long time. She is the most talented child in the formation hall of our generation." Zhenjun Yuanheng said with pride, as if he was being praised. I am still happy.
"She is not my disciple either." Just when Cui Ying was about to say something, the other party said this again.
Cui Ying was a little surprised, obviously thinking he was joking. What's going on if you don't quickly take such a good young talent to your door?
He didn't think that Zhenjun Yuanheng, a good young man from another sect, could be brought out without any scruples. The most important thing in the world of cultivation is mentoring. The master is like a father and can control most of the decisions of the apprentice. It is impossible for one's own disciples to be taken away easily by others.
This is why he admitted his mistake in the first place. True Lord Yuanheng personally brought two disciples with him. Isn't this enough of a hint? It's a pity that she guessed wrong. Ning Xia was not the disciple of True Lord Yuan Heng.
However, personal privacy was involved next. Although Cui Ying was very curious, he had no intention of inquiring and just continued to be interested.
"No matter what, this young man from your sect, Zhenjun, is really amazing and quite capable." Cui Ying said playfully: "Zhenjun is not tempted by such a talent. But don't give it away to others in vain, or you will be angry to death. ”
"Fellow Daoist Cui is so complimentary. This formation is exquisite. If this girl wants to come out easily, she is still far from it."
This... He also said that you are not a master, why are you so happy? Look, the title has changed. Now I am calling you Daoist Cui. Before, I was calling you True Monarch Chongri. Cui Ying shook his head, a little amused.
"Just wait. This should be the last moment. She should be able to come out soon, faster than I thought."
"But it meets True Lord's requirements?"
"Enough..." Cui Ying responded loudly, but was interrupted by a rumble not far away.
Cui Ying frowned and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
"Grandpa!" "Grandpa!" "...Where are you?" A burst of very rude and heart-piercing words came to mind.
Cui Ying's already frowning eyebrows were even more furrowed, she was a little angry, and her tone couldn't help but be a little stern: "Ke'er, what's going on?! How unbecoming is it to yell?"
It turns out that Cui Ying’s granddaughter is back. Behind him was a tall, pretty woman.
However, the person who was scolded was obviously confident, so he walked in and walked straight in the direction of Cui Ying.
Cui Ying looked at Cui Ke, her brows knitted tighter, and she looked very dissatisfied: "Have you reflected on your thoughts?"
"No." Cui Ke said calmly.
"You son of a bitch, you're still stubborn. Gungun, you can't figure it out. Don't show up in front of me again. It's embarrassing."
"roll!"
Well, if Ning Xia was here, he would probably think that this Cui Ke is also a talent, and he was able to make Cui Ying furious in the short time he was on the stage. He is also a coward.
"Grandpa, it's not that I'm stubborn, but that you're too conservative. I'm not wrong."
"Besides, when guests come from far away, leaving them alone here is really not the way to treat guests..."
Cui Ying's face softened slightly after hearing this. I still remember the etiquette.
This matter was indeed his fault. He was so busy talking to Master Yuan Heng that he didn't even think of anyone showing him a seat or giving him some side dishes or something. Ke'er can think of it so thoughtfully, which shows that she also put her heart into it.
But the other party's actions at the next moment made him so angry that he almost lost his breath.
He saw Cui Ke making an invitation, and he was busy asking the girl behind him to take a seat, completely ignoring the others... The guests mentioned by the other party may be different from what he understood. Obviously, he would have misunderstood.
Choi Young has never felt so embarrassed as today. What's all this about? What is this?
The sudden arrival of the two men quickly brought the whole scene into an embarrassing situation.
