Chapter 1543: Homesick

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Originally, the two of them were not the kind of people who kept things secretive and coy. They could just talk about it and someone could break the awkward atmosphere.

Ning Xia sighed and complained naturally: "I've been really annoyed lately. Nothing goes as I wish." This was really her summary of what had happened recently.

"It's still annoying, okay! It seems that I haven't been blown up stupidly..." Seeing that Ningxia returned to normal, Lang Wu seemed to be relieved.

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Upon hearing this, Ning Xia knew what the other party was referring to. It must be that all the noise from her explosion formation in the past few days had spread outside. A few days ago, Lang San was also alerted to come over for a visit. The other party must have told him.

"You have been doing some experiments in the yard recently. I heard from the disciples stationed here that there are bombings here every day, and the noise is getting louder and louder every time. Is everything okay?" Wolf Five didn't mean to inquire about the other party's privacy, but this topic It’s really unavoidable.

Ning Xia's state was not normal no matter how he looked at it. Whether it was from the perspective of a friend or as a greedy Wolf Five, he had to ask this question.

"It's nothing." Ning Xia looked a little gloomy: "I'm just a little bit shocked. I really can't do anything now -"

The meaning of these words... Lang Wu seemed to suddenly think of something: "You are not tinkering with alchemy and weapon refining, right? It's just that I haven't heard of your practice skills before."

In fact, if you think about it, only various refinings can make such a big noise. If cultivation could cause an explosion, then this person would have been killed long ago.

There was also a young disciple in their sect who was very interested in alchemy. The sect also supported his study in this area and bought many related books to study. The other party also kills the furnace every three days... So Ningxia is also learning alchemy?

Ningxia shook her head without thinking: "It's not alchemy."

"I'm practicing the formation."

"Oh... hmm?" Lang Wu was slightly surprised.

"You know how to practice formations?" He was really surprised at this moment.

Refining an array is no better than refining an elixir.

When he asked Ning Xia if she was refining alchemy before, he just thought that she was learning alchemy or something like that. Looking at the skill of this furnace, she was probably at the stage of fiddling with it for a beginner. But if the other party said... that she was practicing the formation, it would be completely different.

Among the six arts of monks, art is a general one, and it has basically been generalized in the world of cultivation. Almost everyone practices art, but there are very few people who truly understand its profound meanings, and even fewer who can innovate and bring forth new ones.

The Qi Dao and Talisman Dao are booming in the current world. Although the threshold is extremely high, the inheritance is considered complete, so there are many masters practicing these two techniques on the mainland.

Generally speaking, Fu Dao is quite challenging. Many people practice it but cannot specialize in it. Even if they learn it, most of them can only understand it superficially. Monks who can practice this in depth often have family backgrounds and have this talent in the blood passed down from their ancestors.

Nowadays, beast control has become a sideline. It can be ranked among the six arts because of its long history. The predecessors left a large number of classics, which can be said to be the most complete line of inheritance among the six arts.

However, in fact, it had already declined in the last generation when its spiritual power faded. After all, after so many epochs, let alone monsters and beasts, even the human race may not have taken a batch in the past. Many monsters have long become legends in the classics, so what is the point of "control"?

There is only one formation left...how should I put it? It’s not about decline, but it’s also not about great prosperity. It’s just so neither up nor down, and the tone is mediocre. It seems that there has been no splash for many years.

The youngest of the famous formation masters in the world are already considered to be members of the previous generation, and the younger generation does not seem to have any particularly outstanding talents. The array seemed to have stagnated, looking lifeless.

The youngest of the famous formation masters in the world are already from the previous generation, and the younger generation does not seem to have any particularly outstanding talents. The array seemed to have stagnated, looking lifeless.

Under such an environment, there are naturally fewer monks who choose to practice formation. Moreover, this formation path is as selective as the talisman path, and the threshold is slightly higher. Most monks do not have the talent to practice this path. Even if these are not problems, the nearly annihilated inheritance is a big problem.

Although the inheritance of formations in Middle-earth is more complete than that in the southeastern border, it still faces a problem, that is, the formation diagrams of each family are hidden and not leaked. If you don’t even have a few basic formation diagrams, what kind of formations are there for you to practice?

Most of what ordinary monks have access to are the kind of crappy formation diagrams, and they can basically only learn the basic level. If you want to study more deeply, you can only choose to enter a high school and practice quietly.

It's just... whether this person will accept you and what price you have to pay are not things that can be explained clearly in a few sentences.

Greedy Wolf's mace has not yet been joined by any masters practicing various arts, only a group of rough old men who fight and kill alone. They were very envious when they saw the alchemists and weapon refiners supported by each family, and wished they could all be dragged to their homes. It's just that their foundation is still shallow, and although they have strong momentum, they are still not as rich as the established sects and aristocratic families, and it is difficult to attract such talents to join.

Ning Xia said that she was "refining the formation." Could that mean that the other party knew some formation techniques and might even have some real skills? After all, "refining the formation" is still slightly deeper than "setting up the formation".

To his surprise, the other party nodded.

"Understand...somewhat." Ning Xia was a little unsure. Although she was once known as a young and promising person in the southeastern border in terms of formations, she is no longer in the same place now, and she is not sure where her level is in Middle-earth.

"No wonder... the noises you have been making every now and then in the past three days are quite scary. Before, Third Brother thought something had happened to you and was so frightened that he hurried over, but it turned out that was not the case. As long as everything is fine, you are You have to be careful when researching anything. After all, Si Nancheng is not our territory. There are many people with many eyes, so don’t let anyone prying into it." Lang Wu couldn't help but rambled, he was extremely worried.

Ning Xia looked at the other party like this, and suddenly felt that the nearly ten years between the two people seemed to have completely disappeared in these trivial words. Nothing seems to have changed with the other person, and their relationship is the same as before, even better, maybe... it's her.

My mood has changed.

"well--"

"Don't worry about it. You're not familiar with this place, and you don't know how evil some people are...Huh? Okay, why are you sighing all of a sudden?" He took the trouble to tell his own child. Wolf Five, after hearing Ningxia's obviously depressed sigh, couldn't continue.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just miss...home."

She was homesick.