By the time the Supreme Sect had reached the third level, other sects had just completed the first level.
Because of this excessive speed, the bookmaker who originally planned to put up the betting board for the Supreme Sect in the youth team competition silently put the board away.
It’s a joke, even if the monks of the Supreme Sect this year are not as high as other people and have not studied as long as others, they are all geniuses!
Even if the latter three are the big ones and do not have an advantage, the first two sects are five to six hundred points ahead of the other sects, which directly defeats all the sects. If others want to tie up behind them, they will still have to widen a huge gap. .
There were inexplicably a few gaps in the stands that were supposed to be packed, but the monks around them seemed unaware and didn't notice that the seats around them were empty.
A chuckle rang out in the empty place.
"Tell me, did those young boys from the Supreme Sect discover anything?"
"No way. Isn't the Supreme Sect just a bandit? He even took away the farm tools. Maybe he just walked away because of the novelty?"
"What do you think of these five people from the Supreme Sect?"
"I think?" The voice was particularly contemptuous, "The so-called unparalleled talent is nothing more than that. It has shown signs of premature aging. Don't pay attention to it. But the heir of Lu Ban Shu is interesting. It seems that the people of the Supreme Sect haven't noticed it yet? "
"Probably not."
"As for the medical cultivator and the sword cultivator, Er Er, and the physical cultivator... Her luck, I looked at it from the Zikun realm, it was too heaven-defying, but... the so-called pure mind is just... Stupid enough."
The content of the third level is much more complicated than the first two levels. It seems that one moment you are taking the final exam for elementary school to junior high school, and the next second you are directly taking the real exam for the postgraduate entrance examination.
The five of them were in an isolated city, it was completely silent and there was no trace of anyone.
Lin Du narrowed his eyes, "This level tests the formation. It doesn't matter. I am an formation master."
She smiled and patted Ni Jinxuan, who was tugging on her sleeve uneasily, "Listen to me."
[The third level, please find out the secret of the disappearance of the people in the ancient city, break the formation, and find a way out. 】
Lin Du released his consciousness and felt the strangest thing, "There is no airflow."
If there is no air flow, it will not be possible to sense the living door immediately.
"Let's take a look around first."
A few people wandered around and entered the first large courtyard. They were greeted by a cold air. There were many stone sculptures standing in the courtyard, surrounding the closed room in the middle.
Those stone carvings are all made into human shapes, with different faces and different postures, but generally they have two hands, two feet, two eyes and a mouth.
Yuan Ye shuddered, "Why do I feel so scared?"
Although the stone carvings are silent and the gray surface is rough and dark, there are so many humanoid statues standing in the yard, which still makes people's scalp numb.
Looking closely, every stone sculpture seems to be moving around, as if it will become active in the next second.
Yuan Ye inexplicably thought of the white bones he saw in the ancient city for the first time when he entered the secret realm. He was really scared. These things... It didn't seem like a good thing if he was holding up two stone arms.
Yan Qing held a big knife and said, "I'll go in and take a look."
"Don't move yet, there is a formation."
Lin Du's words made Yan Qing stop in his tracks. There was nothing else but pity for his life.
"Come on, kid, count for me, Yan Qing is on the left and Yuan Ye is on the right."
Yuan Ye and Yan Qing began to count honestly again.
"Report, thirty-two."
"There are also thirty-two here."
Lin Du walked up to a stone sculpture, observed it, and found a special seal mark on the chest. "I know, there are sixty-four of them in total. Don't worry and go, everything will be fine."
"If nothing else, it's the Eight Yang Formation."
Yan Qing and Yuan Ye bravely walked in.
"Uncle Master, what is the Eight Yang Formation?" Ni Jinxuan's formation method only stayed on the most basic dozen of commonly used formations.
Lin Du smiled slightly, "Sixty-four people arranged eight small eight-yang formations around the iron coffin. The eight-yang formation is used to... frighten evil spirits, and eight small eight-yangs are enough to form a sudden soul formation. "
Ni Jinxuan grasped the end point, "You mean... there may be an iron coffin in the house, and the evil ghost... is still there?"
Lin Du lowered his eyes, "This is a death formation."
"Death formation?"
Before Lin Du could answer, Yan Qing and Yuan Ye had already opened the door to the house.
"It's a coffin!!" Yan Qing's voice was a little nervous, "Iron coffin."
Iron coffins are not common.
Yuan Ye grabbed Yan Qing nervously and muttered in his mouth, "Open the door and see the coffin, get promoted and get rich, get rich..."
As if to confirm what Yuan Ye said, the iron coffin in the center made a thumping sound, and then slowly rose into the air.
There was a thumping sound in the courtyard, and then there was the inexplicable sound of nails scraping against metal, which tortured people's eardrums and also tortured their spirits.
Yuan Ye swayed, turned around and pulled Yan Qing to run away, "Little Master!!!"
Lin Du stepped into the courtyard leisurely, holding the Fusheng fan in his hand, pouring spiritual power into it, and knocked along the way, each fan hitting the stone sculpture.
The gold and stone collided, making a clicking sound.
Lin Du's walking method is very special, with eight steps forming a ring, a total of eight rings. Every time he passes a ring, eight stone sculptures move at a specific pace, walking throughout the entire courtyard.
Just after the last door fell, all the stone sculptures in the yard started to move. Those mechanical and stiff steps moved step by step, and rustling lime fell down as they walked. The steps dragged and scraped the ground, making the stone statues move on the ground. sound.
As soon as Yuan Ye turned around and walked into the stone sculptures, he was forced to carry him through the stone flow. He screamed and shouted, "Uncle, save me!"
Lin Du was speechless, "Go back, who told you to move around?"
She let living people in just to arouse anger. Who would have thought that after eight years, these two sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks are still so unreliable.
Yuan Ye and Yan Qing could only go back with tears in their eyes. They were pushed around by the stone sculptures along the way. They did not dare to reach out and touch the stone sculptures, for fear that they would do something wrong and disrupt the formation, and almost become tumbling roasted objects on the conveyor belt. The intestines seem to have taken many steps, but in fact they have not moved in the same place.
Lin Du felt paralyzed and flew over, carrying Yuan Ye and Yan Qing onto the top of the stone sculpture and landing inside the house.
"It's really...a chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and the only thing missing is the back..."
Before Lin Du finished speaking, he suddenly felt a weight on his back and a chill on the back of his neck.
Yuan Ye watched in horror as a dark handprint appeared on Lin Du's pale, almost transparent neck, "Little Master Uncle!"
"There's a fat baby on my back. The fat baby is here, right?"
Lin Du's expression didn't change and he elbowed backwards, only to feel that he had hit a piece of obstructing mist.
In other words, ghost energy.
Lin Du finally stopped smiling and said, "Interesting."
It turns out that the ghosts have come out a long time ago, and the sound in the coffin just now was made for them.
Unfortunately, when Lin Du raised his hand to form a seal, Yuan Ye had already finished reciting the incantation, and a broad-backed sword with a golden light grazed Lin Du's thin waist and slashed at him.
The spiritual shield on Lin Du's body suddenly released its aura, shaking the things on his back. He quickly turned around and kicked him.
"What are you doing here for? Breathing some air?" Lin Du said in a serious tone, "Now that the formation is activated, you feel the traction? You are in a hurry~"
"Tian Wu Jinxuan, Yang Huo!"
"Yuan Ye Yan Qing, open the coffin!"
Yuan Ye sighed, "Do you really want to open the coffin?"
Lin Du kicked him over, "Stop talking nonsense."
Yuan Ye was kicked down one side of the coffin. He and Yan Qing looked at each other, and with one go, one switched the switch and the other used brute force to pry open the coffin board and lift it into the air.
Two rays of sun fire poured into the house from the door, forcing the evil ghost to retreat.
When the formation is in motion, the Soul Soul Formation can transport the wronged souls to a designated location, which is the iron coffin in the formation.
Lin Du added two more fires and forced the evil spirit he had taken out at some point back into the coffin. He only had to press the coffin board again and that would be it.
The power of this evil ghost is definitely far beyond what Lin Du can disperse now, and... the mystery has not been solved yet, so it is best to suppress it for now.
The power of the surrounding formation suppressed the ghost, and there was also a strong attraction inside the iron coffin, escorting the evil ghost back into the coffin.
Lin Du then flew up with his kick, stepping on the coffin board and pressing it onto the iron coffin.
boom!
A huge coffin slamming sound resounded through the courtyard, causing the ground to shake and kicking up a cloud of accumulated dust.
Lin Du squatted on the coffin board, the bottom of his blue robe swaying slightly. The handsome man quickly wrinkled his nose and sneezed, "A sneeze..."
Yuan Ye held his right hand that he almost took back and blew hard, "It was so close, I almost lost my hand."
