But what are these stages set up high and low for? Is it just for three-dimensional viewing? Or is there another cave?
Ning Xia always felt that this scene gave people a mysterious sense of sight, familiar, but unable to explain anything.
Hearing the call from the staff in charge of the platform, Ningxia had no choice but to suppress her emotions and return to the topic. She and He Qing exchanged glances and gathered around.
This should be what He Qing and the others said. It is usually used as a warm-up session for the conference and does not show too much. After all, the main event is later.
However, for newcomers who are just starting to make their mark, this is a rare opportunity to show their face. Who would not want to prove themselves in front of the world's heroes?
Even if they just hold an ordinary invitation and are not considered by the attendees to have the potential to become masters, they are not discouraged. They have their own ideas.
Who among these world-famous formation masters has never had a time when his status was unknown and no one cared about him? If you can seize the opportunity, the unknown person in the past may become famous all over the world, so you can't waste every opportunity.
And although the territory of Middle-earth is indeed vast, it is full of talents. If you don't strike while the iron is hot, you will soon be submerged in the tide. Therefore, Middle-earth is not a place where ordinary monks can go about their business step by step. Only those who come from a secular family and have countless people to carry the burden for them can live in luxury and nobility.
The person in charge of the affairs here is a beautiful female cultivator who looks to be in her twenties or thirties. However, different from the delicate and soft beauty of the mainstream aesthetics of Middle-earth, she has a mature plumpness. She obviously doesn't have any special movements, but her every move is full of... A seamless style. But it gives people a meaningful feeling of coldness and indifference, which neutralizes the feeling given by a certain appearance, which seems a bit contradictory.
It's flattering but not vulgar, beautiful but not gaudy. Anyway, Ningxia rarely sees this kind of beauty in the world of cultivation, so she couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
But of course this kind of look should be restrained, because the other party not only has a beautiful appearance, but also has unquestionable strength and a high level of cultivation.
This is the unfathomable Nascent Soul Lord. He seems to be higher than Li Chuan. At least Ningxia will not feel completely suppressed when facing the latter... Well, maybe it is also because Li Chuan is special to her. Friendly sake.
But she can be sure that this eldest sister's cultivation level must be higher than Li Chuan's.
The next moment the other party looked over, her suspicions were verified. The people who had been looking at each other secretly like Ningxia suddenly all looked solemn and narrowed their eyes, as if they were frozen or something else, and they all pretended to be well-behaved. .
Ningxia felt like frost condensation when she was swept over like this. The pressure suddenly appeared, but it was quickly dissipated by the continuous flow of warmth in the body.
"Huh..." A breath came closer from behind.
It turned out to be that guy He Qing. He suddenly moved closer to her for some reason, almost breaking the half-meter polite distance he had always followed before. Moreover, he looked very uneasy and his breathing was a little rapid. As if in shock. By the way, is this beautiful Jurchen really so scary?
'What's wrong? ' Ningxia asked with her eyes.
Man, no! You don’t even feel the glare in your eyes at this level. Are you too strong or is this True Lord treating you differently...
In fact, this True Lord does not know Ningxia, so of course there is no difference in treatment. It is just because Ningxia and this True Lord practice almost opposite methods. Ningxia's aura even has a restraining effect on her, so she is affected. It will also be smaller.
Ning Xia didn't notice it herself, but the True Lord noticed it and glanced at her thoughtfully, but she didn't delve too much into the business at the moment.
Apart from her, there were two monks in black clothes, all dressed in the same style, following the female monarch. They were probably the monks in charge of this area.
Although there were a lot of people attending the meeting, the venue was big enough. There were less than fifty people at each stage, so it was enough for only a few people in charge.
After going to the overly lively and bustling environment, everyone was finally able to calm down and look at the surrounding environment.
It can be seen that there does not seem to be a segmentation of the crowd. There are participants with various colored ribbons on the stage. There are ordinary invitation holders and high-class and thrifty holders. It seems that they are randomly assigned. He Qing and Wen Ming may have been assigned to one place because they were standing close together, but the other Xuantian Sword Sect disciples who were originally with them were scattered to the last few, and the rest were still Not familiar with them.
Ning Xia noticed that Miao Rong Zhenjun and Quan Shi were also missing, and they were probably dispersed just now. However, they didn't seem to get along very well from the beginning, and Ningxia adapted well. Even in the southeastern border, she rarely interacted with her classmates.
She found that the style of work here in Middle-earth was really different from that in the southeastern border. There is a set of unspoken rules and conventions in China, which often do not require any guidance or much discussion. They all rely on personal understanding and everyone falls into place.
Just like now, the True Lord gathered everyone and didn't explain much. He just raised his hand and waved. In the blink of an eye, Ningxia felt that something had been extracted from the strap tied to his arm. It must be related to the next knot.
The next moment, strange patterns lit up around the stone platform, glowing with a slight light yellow color, but Ningxia always felt that this layer of color aura should not be so weak, and needed... what should be injected into it, a circle of light yellow aura around it They set off each other, showing a somewhat mysterious feeling.
Suddenly, a flash of bright red suddenly appeared right above one of the yellow auras that Ningxia was looking at, hanging in the air and moving happily, like some lively little thing poking its head in a certain circle.
"Why don't you get in position soon?" The beauty frowned slightly and did not glare at them anymore, but her words were like thunder that made people wake up.
Isn't this a test question? No, this has no beginning and no end... What do you want them to do? The organizers of the conference may have gone too far.
But after thinking about it, in the blink of an eye, someone had already touched the edge of the formation.
Ning Xia and He Qing looked at each other and chose three nearby points to take their positions.
Looking at the dancing flames in front of him and the pictures and texts underneath that were always glowing with spiritual light, Ningxia suddenly realized where his inexplicable sense of familiarity came from... What kind of spiritual pattern was this? This was a part of the formation, or should I say the entire platform. It's part of the array.
The familiarity brought about by the change of venue just now was also brought to her by the formation. She and everyone present completed the formation, but she had no idea what this inexplicable and strange formation led to.
(End of chapter)
