"Sister Ling'er mentioned earlier that there is a formation barrier in the mountain. What kind of magical thing is that? Why can't we get out by following the stream?"
"Well... that is an illusory formation created by the magic of Qimen Dunjia. The scenes in the formation are imaginary and real. What my sister sees may not be real."
"Qi Men Dun Jia? I seem to have heard someone mention it before, but isn't it used when arranging troops on the battlefield?"
"Battle formation is only one of the uses of Qimen Dunjia. The key to deploying troops lies in the deployment of personnel. Most of the phantom formations are based on scenery, either to block or trap, but most of them are not for killing."
"Oh...Sister Ling'er said it succinctly. It seems that you are quite familiar with the art of Qimen Dunjia?"
"Sister, please don't make fun of me. The art of Qimen Dunjia can be said to be ever-changing. There are three kinds of Qimen, Liujia, Liuyi, Nine Gates, Nine Stars, and Nine Gods. It can be divided into two types: the Palace Arrangement Method and the Flying Palace Method."
"There are a total of 262,144 changes in the palace arrangement method, and there are 531,441 changes in the flying palace method. Each change is mysterious and unpredictable. I am just I've only learned a little bit, and haven't even touched the threshold yet, so how dare I say I'm familiar with it?"
"This...Sister Ling'er must be self-effacing. Since your master sent you to guide me, then you are at least very familiar with this illusion array, right?"
"That's not the case. The power of the formation lies in its changes, and only the one who sets up the formation knows how to change it."
"Master only told me the layout of the formation within three hours before. If the three hours pass, the formation will be rearranged, and even I may not be able to walk out by then."
"Change? What does that mean?"
"Easy is the principle of all things, and difficulty is the foundation of all things. If you know that it is not easy and use it to be easy, then everything will become easy. If you understand its ease and understand its difficulty, you will break all obsession."
"Ahem...Sister Ling'er is really beautiful in every word, so the creek we saw is fake?"
"Not necessarily. My sister must have heard a story. The wind blows and the flags move. Is it the wind or the flags?"
"Well... I've heard this story before, but for a moment, in my heart..."
"By the way, as the Sixth Patriarch Huineng said, it is neither the wind nor the flags that move, it is just the movement of human heart."
"Mountains are the wind and water are the flags. It is precisely because the mind and eyes are deceived that one gets lost in the mountains and rivers."
Although she luckily escaped an embarrassment, she felt even more disappointed. Xing Zhiying couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Ling'er is already so knowledgeable and wise at a young age. It's not like that even if I read occasionally, it's just some romantic playbooks.
I dare to say it to my eldest brother. He only grew taller without growing brains. Alas... and not only did he not have the same knowledge, but his martial arts skills were also slightly inferior, which is really shameful.
Xing Zhiying is known as the "Feixue Jiaoying", where "Feixue" refers to the Feihong stepping on the snow technique of the Tianshan School. She is praised for her dexterity and excellent light skills, and she is very proud of it.
Unexpectedly, during the journey with Ling'er today, this little girl did not fall behind at all, keeping pace with Xing Zhiying.
Xing Zhiying was amazed and dejected, sighing that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old.
As I walked through the mountains and forests, my eyesight suddenly changed. I saw yellow sand rolls, jagged rocks, high and low, dense and criss-crossed, winding along the trend, turning thousands of times, endlessly growing, forming a whole. , stretching with no end in sight, seemingly endless.
Xing Zhiying was shocked when she saw this. She covered her mouth and shouted softly: "How can there be a stone forest here? Is it another illusion?"
Ling'er took a breath, shook her head and said: "It's not an illusion, this is the formation set up by the master, which integrates the spirit of the heavenly sword and the earth veins of the stone forest."
"Anyone who practices swordsmanship will be in touch with the spirit of the sword as long as they enter the formation, and they will not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion."
After hearing this, Xing Zhiying's heart moved, and she hesitated and said quietly: "I didn't notice it before, but the heavenly sword that sister Ling'er mentioned was referring to the evil-conquering holy weapon, the Sun-wheel Heavenly Sword?"
Ling'er hummed and said, "Sister, I am knowledgeable and knowledgeable. It is definitely the Sun Lun Celestial Sword."
Xing Zhiying was stunned and said in disbelief: "But I heard that after Senior Situ of the Heavenly Sword passed away unfortunately, the evil-conquering sacred weapon was snatched away by the Demon King Shi Wantong of the Jingyu Sect. Could it be that Sister Ling'er is...? "
Ling'er seemed stunned, and then said sincerely: "Sister, please don't misunderstand me. In fact, my master is also a woman. He is not Shi Wantong, let alone a demon king. I promise I am not lying to you. Sister, you must believe me."
Although Xing Zhiying's doubts are still unresolved, she has no intention of going into details at the moment. She just nodded and said: "Sister Ling'er, there is no need to worry about it. I just asked casually. How about we go into the battle now to find my two uncles?"
Ling'er sighed softly: "It is my duty to help my sister save people, but I really don't know how far I can go. If I can't stand it in the middle and my mind is affected by the sword spirit, my sister will just I can rely on myself.”
Xing Zhiying suddenly realized it and couldn't help but secretly cursed herself for being confused. She then solemnly saluted and said: "Sister Ling'er helped me out of kindness. My two uncles and I are deeply grateful."
Ling'er returned the gift shyly, and the two of them went to the depths of the stone forest together without further delay.
After walking about a mile, Xing Zhiying felt no discomfort except for the desolate and monotonous sight of sand and stones.
Ling'er's face became increasingly pale, her eyes became more and more scattered, and even her steps became a little heavy.
Xing Zhiying understood clearly with a glance that the formation here was indeed no small matter, so she stopped and said with concern: "Is Sister Ling'er still going to be successful? If not, just leave me alone. I'm still sincerely grateful."
Ling'er forced a smile and said tiredly: "I'm usually too lazy and haven't practiced sword skills properly, so I can't bear it. If my sister's companions are really in the formation, they may lose their minds and not distinguish. We are both enemies, and my sister must make a decisive decision to stop him, so as to avoid the disaster of being a fish in a pond."
After she finished speaking, she was sweating profusely, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and she was obviously in great pain.
Seeing this, Xing Zhiying quickly supported Ling'er and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, sister Ling'er. I have been around for a long time and know how to adapt to changes. Why don't I send you out of the battle first and then come back to find the two uncles."
Ling'er shook her head weakly and said: "No, I can't help my sister. I feel very ashamed. How can I drag my sister down anymore? My sister will leave as soon as possible. I am quite familiar with the formation. It will be absolutely easy to enter the formation."
Xing Zhiying heard Ling'er's firm tone and finally stopped insisting on seeing her off. After saying goodbye, she walked alone into the depths of the stone forest. Even if there is still some drumming in my heart, since I dare to claim to have been in the world for a long time, I can only adapt to changes at the moment.
Unknowingly, she walked out of Xu Guangjing, but still found nothing. Xing Zhiying was discouraged and felt a little sad.
If Huangfu Yingyang was accompanying him at this moment, he would definitely be able to come up with a solution. But it's a pity that he might have already gone to court to get married, so how could he still think of this little girl like himself?
