Zhao Jinxu informed Lin Muyang of the name and general information of the formation, and finally said: "The level of this formation is too high. I have never learned it. I have only heard my old man mention it several times in the past. If necessary, I can go back and ask him."
Lin Muyang smiled lightly and said: "For such important matters, I should personally visit Lanxi Island. Are you willing to go with me?"
Zhao Jinxu shook his head like a rattle: "I won't go if I can. I don't want to listen to the old man's nagging."
Lin Muyang laughed and said: "Then you can go into the battle with peace of mind. How heavy is it?"
Zhao Jinxu: "One thousand, six hundred and seventy-nine times."
Lin Muyang praised happily: "This speed is definitely at the forefront in the history of this pavilion. But you don't have to rush to break the formation. Each layer of the ten thousand layers of formation contains the secret of the formation. Absorb it and make it your own." Use is the most important thing.”
Zhao Jinxu nodded: "Don't worry, I know it."
Lin Muyang remembered something and said casually: "The news about one of the altars was brought back by your brother."
Zhao Jinxu was stunned: "Has he been out?"
"It seems that he was on foreign duty. Didn't he tell you?"
"No……"
Zhao Jinxu lowered his head.
Lin Muyang didn't take it seriously: "Maybe I'm afraid you'll be worried. Or, why don't you go see him first?"
Zhao Jinxu thought for a while and shook his head resolutely: "No, my formation practice has not reached its bottleneck yet. I have to practice hard and wait until I am stronger before I go to see him."
Lin Muyang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You have ambition. Don't forget that in addition to your formation skills, you also have to keep up with your own cultivation."
Zhao Jinxu responded crisply.
Lin Muyang played the magic formula, and the mysterious space like the vast universe appeared again, with light spots flickering and stars moving around.
Zhao Jinxu's eyes were like stars reflecting thousands of stars. He took a deep breath and cut off the endless thoughts, leaving only the cold starlight and eternal truth flowing endlessly in his eyes.
…
This time it was still the disciple named Zeng who came to inform Jing Yingrong.
It was still dark, the blue sky was dotted with two or three stars, and a waning moon hung diagonally.
The disciple surnamed Zeng said a little apologetically: "It was originally scheduled for tomorrow morning, but we suddenly received a notice from the sect asking all the immortal performances being produced to speed up the production progress as much as possible, that's why we are in such a hurry."
"It doesn't matter," Jing Yingrong replied, "Did you tell me the specific reason?"
"I didn't tell you. We also find it strange. The class leader may know, but we can't ask."
She said helplessly.
When she arrived at the makeup studio, Jing Yingrong changed her clothes first, and then He Zongtao did her makeup.
This time's clothes are obviously more refined than the last one. They are the most feminine of all Suqin's clothes, so the makeup that matches them is also more graceful and charming.
Jing Yingrong looked at the rapier in his hand. This thin sword is not the same one as last time. Although it is similar in style, it is more sophisticated. It represents the growth of Suqin Zhenren on the path of spiritual cultivation as the time line goes by.
When he went downstairs, he happened to run into Yu Shuihan coming towards him.
Yu Shuihan was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the mirror and said, "Did you finish your makeup? Go and wait for me over there. I have to think of a way to get Senior Brother He to show off his ability to keep the bottom of the box."
Jing Yingrong nodded.
Arriving at the pre-arranged venue, Lin Zhi was busy running around, but when she saw Jing Yingrong arriving, she immediately dropped what she was doing, temporarily replaced Yu Shuihan's role, and acted opposite Jing Yingrong.
"Okay, let's just do it like this later. I won't go into detail anymore. The most important thing right now is to keep up with the progress."
As if a heavy stone hanging in her heart fell, Lin Zhi's frown relaxed a little.
Jing Yingrong: "Won't this affect the quality of the finished product?"
"How could it not have an impact?" Lin Zhi sighed, "But there is nothing we can do. Just listen to what Junior Sister Zeng said. Time is tight now. You can ignore such unimportant plots, and you can't care about too many."
She paused and then said, "You can rest for a while and start working as soon as Yu Shuihan arrives."
"Um."
Lin Zhi hurriedly went to continue busy with her affairs. When she left, she complained irritably: "What the hell, it's so sudden..."
Jing Yingrong looked around, found a small square stool and sat down, quietly observing the busy scene around her.
Ji Jie Bi asked: "Did something happen? Could it be... related to the new practice method you mentioned before?"
Jing Yingrong: "It's possible."
Ji Yanzhu: "Isn't it a spirit gathering array in another sense? It's just a spirit gathering array, what does it have to do with it?"
Jing Yingrong: "The operating principle is similar to the spirit gathering array, but what is gathered is not spiritual energy."
Jiyanzhu: "What is that gathering?"
Mirror Yingrong: "The power of chaos."
"Um?!"
"ah?!"
"Huh?!"
The three spirits made surprised sounds at the same time.
Ji Sha Sword: "Can the power of chaos be drawn and gathered?"
Jing Yingrong: "I haven't encountered it before, so it is a new way of cultivation."
Jijie Pen: "This is indeed the first time I heard that there is such a method. Gathering the power of chaos... Heh, it's kind of interesting. Could it be some old guy who is hiding in the world?"
Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."
Ji Yanzhu: "Yu is also absorbing the power of chaos. Will that guy's doing this affect Yu?"
Jing Yingrong raised her eyes slightly, reflecting the still-dark sky. After a brief silence, she slowly said: "No."
After a while, Yu Shuihan came, and Lin Zhi quickly urged her and Jing Yingrong to come on stage and completed the recording of this segment in the shortest time.
Yu Shuihan came close to Lin Zhi and watched the scene played back by the Shadow Tracer Stone. He frowned and said, "I feel like I can do better here. How about doing it again, Senior Sister Lin?"
Lin Zhi pushed her aside: "It's okay, there's no need to do it again. You hurry up and do your work. Your schedule is full today, so don't linger here. Fellow Taoist Mirror!"
Lin Zhi called out to Jing Yingrong who was about to leave.
Jing Yingrong looked back at her.
Lin Zhi: "We will set off to Feiyu Stream at 00:00 the day after tomorrow. We will meet at the gate of the Forbidden Gate. You and I will take the same flying boat. When the time comes, you can come directly to me or to Little Fatty He. Don't take the wrong seat."
The mirror reflects the appearance.
…
Taichu Temple, the ancestral hall of the ancestors.
The leader appeared inside the ancestral hall.
He faced the exquisite jade stone with the spiritual tablets of his predecessors, bowed down and did not get up for a long time.
Taishang Book of Life and Death couldn't help but said: "What's wrong with you? Is there anything that worries you?"
The leader stood up, exhaled softly, and said: "I'm a little confused, come here and calm down."
"What is it that can make you upset?"
The leader was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "Things are reversed at their extremes, and prosperity must decline. I am always worried that Taichu Guan will decline in my hands."
"How could it be possible? You are overthinking it!" Taishang Shushu of Life and Death disagreed.
The leader didn't answer.
He silently stared at the pieces of spiritual tablets, his eyes as deep as the sea.
Then he saw the seventh extra spiritual tablet on the top layer.
"...Your Majesty."
"Um?"
"Who placed that spiritual throne?"
