The chessboard in the secret realm is still appearing, and it lasts for about 30 minutes each time. As the frequency of moves increases, the sky in the realm is almost always filled with brilliant golden light.
And such magnificent wonders are now so commonplace that they are boring.
If you know Go, you may find it very tense and intense, but Yin Hang and An Tong are both pure Go novices.
But what makes Yin Hang a little concerned is that many of the positions where the light rises in his special glasses seem to come from the 12-9 realm.
Looking more carefully, the 2-17 realm mentioned in the auction hall yesterday has indeed been occupied by white.
The formation eye has lost its meaning...
So what will happen if the realm is occupied by white stones?
"You're still stunned!" An Tong glared, "Why are you always not serious?"
"Uh, sorry." Yin Hang suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Let me tell you, hard work is also a kind of talent. As long as you are willing to work hard..." Halfway through An Tong's words, he always felt something strange.
After all, the teacher once said this to An Tong, and An Tong could refute it every time.
I never thought I would be able to say this one day, it's really scary.
"Okay, wife!" Yin Hang said coaxing his baby.
But... in terms of cultivation, he really has nothing to do.
After An Tong poked Yin Hang a few more times, he suddenly found that there were practitioners starting to rush in the same direction.
Some of the practitioners did not forget to beat Yin Hang and An Tong with sticks when they saw them handing out dog food.
"We've found the formation. What are you still doing here? Go help!"
When Yin Hang and An Tong arrived, they found that the place was surrounded by practitioners from the 30th floor inside and 30th floor outside, and they couldn't see what was going on inside.
Is it really a formation eye?
Yin Hang held his wife's little hand, fearing that An Tong would get lost in this crowded place, but as soon as he came up with this idea, the little hand grabbed his wrist and when he regained consciousness, he was already in trouble. Entering the crowd.
An Tong didn't show any mercy when faced with the problem of joining in the fun. She dragged Yin Hang and started to squeeze in. Yin Hang was dragged into the innermost part like a cloud.
My wife is mighty!
Then Yin Hang saw an unattractive iron sword in the center.
But you must know that the "unsightly appearance" among the "shattered" and "missing arms and legs" rusty swords is already of absolutely high quality.
And in Yin Hang's special glasses, he can clearly see the spiritual power contained in this sword. This is Yin Hang's second rusty sword in the 12-9 realm that can directly see the spiritual power.
But the spiritual power it contains is not particularly abundant, not even as good as the one that Luo Jin pulled out for himself. But in the land around it, orange-red spiritual power is filled and permeated, and at the same time, it is moving towards the formation of the The position of the eyes is concentrated.
"Damn, how did you find it?"
"It took me more than thirty minutes to run to such a remote place."
The cultivators around him started talking about it.
There was a cultivator wearing glasses at the front, who seemed to have a gentle temperament, and then explained: "Oh, last night, through the work of each team and the appraisal records of the auction hall, we found the spirit of the 12-9 realm. Based on the law of force distribution, the estimated position of the array eye can be calculated."
"If we gather more teams to focus on the search, we can find it in less than a morning."
After hearing this, the surrounding cultivators all had stunned expressions. How could they still operate like this?
After all, they had a style of drinking blood and nurturing hair in the past few days. They often fought with strange beasts in the deep mountains and forests, and their minds were filled with the purest battle. Now, they suddenly came up with some 'mathematical' stuff, which was indeed a bit strange to them.
The existence of formation eyes is quite special, and they are consistent with the environmental laws of the realm, such as the snow lotus on the snow mountain, the giant scorpion in the desert, the skeleton military flag in the skeleton realm, etc.
In this case, the formation eye in the 12-9 realm must be the most difficult to pull out the rusty sword, and after being observed by inspirational practitioners, the formation eye can be confirmed without a doubt.
The question now is, how to pull out this most difficult formation eye.
"Invite the strong ones. If the D-level realm is not enough, then the C-level realm is not enough. Isn't it possible to pull it out?" A cultivator slightly behind asked in confusion.
Another cultivator standing in the front row suddenly sneered, "Take a closer look at the two cultivators standing at the center of the formation. Who are they before you speak?"
The cultivator who was slightly behind was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and stood on tiptoes.
Oh my god!
I don't know the person standing on the right, but the person standing on the left is my direct leader, the general manager of the four division team of R, S, T, and U, and the ultimate strength of the B(-) realm. By.
Is the formation eye in the 12-9 realm so outrageous that even a strong person in the B-level realm cannot pull it out?
"Does it have to be A-level?"
"What are you thinking about?" The cultivator in the front row heard this and retorted: "If the existence of a patron saint like the A-level realm can be taken care of casually, then all realms will be equal to the A-level realm. Come on."
"But the problem is that we can't leave the camp at all."
"Then...can't we just dig out the side?" He felt that this method must be feasible, because some unconventional story protagonists played this way.
But the practitioners in the front row were speechless.
"You have studied physics and you should know that forces interact with each other, right?"
"If you can destroy all the rocks next to it, then the array eye can be pulled out directly. Why do you need so much effort?"
After the cultivator in the front row finished speaking, everyone around him suddenly became a little embarrassed and didn't want to speak.
At first they thought this method was very feasible, but in an instant they were scolded for not understanding physics.
Then another topic began to circulate, because according to the law, the higher the fit is for the special rusty sword in the 12-9 realm, the easier it is to pull it out, while those with a lower fit need to use violence to pull it out.
It's like Artoria Pendragon's Sword in the Stone.
You ask Arthur Pendragon?
Who?
When the practitioners present heard about it, they immediately became excited.
This destined sense of déjà vu has been in the secret realm for so long. Will our golden finger finally arrive?
An Tong was unfamiliar with these statements, but she was worried as she looked at the two silent young men in the middle with their hands behind their backs.
If you can't pull it out, let me give it a try and let my husband try!
If Yin Hang hadn't stopped him, An Tong would have dragged him through.
"Those two are B-level experts. They can't do it. It's very difficult to pull it out."
"Then what should we do? We can't waste our time here, we still have to practice." An Tong said angrily, but Yin Hang held her back in his arms.
Yin Hang observed it for a moment, and then said softly: "If it really can't be pulled out, I don't know if it's okay to just refine it and identify its owner."
"Hey, is this okay?" An Tong was suddenly curious.
But Yin Hang pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The practitioners present are not stupid. They must have thought of everything we can think of."
"Since it hasn't been resolved yet, it definitely won't work."
(End of chapter)
