Taoist chanting

Chapter 125
After waiting for a long time without getting a response, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly came to his senses, and said via voice transmission: "Your Daoist Zhong, feel free to mention any conditions you have, as long as it does not violate morality and conscience, I can agree as appropriate."

He thought that Zhong Wenyong wanted to exchange benefits, but he was too embarrassed to speak up.

When dealing with Zhong Wenyong for the first time, he was deeply impressed by the subtle calculations of the former mountain god, one after another, which were seamless.

He is not prepared to owe favors either.

As a good deal, he felt at ease asking for advice.

Inside the Shoumin bottle, Zhong Wenyong changed to the size of a finger, wearing a dark yellow robe and a simple hat, looking young and elegant, sitting on a complicated seat transformed with incense, covered by yellow mist.

Hearing Zhang Daoyou's voice transmission, he secretly smiled wryly.

Deliberately wanting to say that there are no conditions, but then thinking about it, if there is nothing to be courteous, it is either adultery or robbery. Zhang Daoyou was very wary of him, so he replied by voice transmission: "If it's not troublesome, after the matter is completed, Zhang Daoyou take me It is enough to go to Banni Lake and absorb the incense for a stick of incense."

The more he needs for the power of incense, the better.

Of course, compared to being able to step into reincarnation, any conditions are insignificant.

In fact, he just wanted to show his own value with all his heart, and it would be better if Zhang Daoyou owed him more favors.

Only in this way can he rest assured of his own safety. He is very thoughtful and thinks more.

But in the past, Zhang Daoyou didn't talk to him at all, so he couldn't find a chance to express himself.

He can't climb on the pole, he has the dignity of the former mountain god.

Zhang Wenfeng was silent for a moment, and said via voice transmission: "The mountain temple under the Banni Lake Lake Island has been excavated and emptied, and the monks burned it with fire magic afterwards. The incense in that place is probably gone."

To deal with the enemy, the means can't be too insidious.

The relationship with the mountain god of the former dynasty is a transaction, and he thinks it is better to tell the truth and not do anything to deceive the dark room.

Zhong Wenyong chuckled, and said: "It's okay, there will be some remnants of the incense burning in the ground, and it won't dissipate in a short time. You can take me there when the time comes, I will cast a spell to collect the incense, absorb the time of a stick of incense, and consume the time of breaking the formation." Make some compensation."

How could Zhang Wenfeng be polite again: "Deal!"

Zhong Wenyong asked: "Zhang Daoyou, how much do you know about the formation?"

Here comes the question, Zhang Wenfeng replied: "Except for memorizing a few simple formulas of the five elements and eight trigrams formations, I haven't had much contact with the formations yet."

There are gossip arrays in the previous life and this life, how does he know the specific difference?

"The eight trigrams formation is simple and simple, and it is very complicated when it is complicated. There are so many variables. Back then, Dafan shamans and Taoists competed. I did some research on the most widely used eight trigrams formation by Taoism. The water and mist formation in front of me is a single It is not very difficult to construct the static formation, I will teach you to break it with the Muxingyang eight trigrams formation."

Zhong Wenyong was very insightful, and he could see through the reality of the foggy formation in front of him at a glance.

He only has a remnant soul left now, and his cultivation base is too depleted, otherwise he can break it with a raise of his hand. Just now he was hesitating, what method should he use to easily break through the formation to save people, and was misunderstood by Zhang Daoyou that he was playing tricks.

"Zhang Daoyou, you walk towards the Zhengnan portal, facing the direction of the light and shadow plaque, yes, step back a little, that's it, it's just right here."

While speaking, a dark yellow light was cast from the black cloth bag.

Huang Mang quickly sketched on the ground, from the inside to the outside, from east to west, drew a three-foot-sized Zhenlong Eight Diagrams figure.

"Mu Xingyang Eight Diagrams Formation has nine variations. There are four gates in the whole formation, namely life, death, surprise and opening. Inside there are three rows, three fights and nine twists. It’s similar, you don’t need to worry about complicated transformation techniques, just remember the sixteen “Gua points” I marked, plant spiritual stones for energy guidance, and then control the formation to operate and attack..."

With Zhong Wenyong's detailed explanation.

Zhang Wenfeng was highly concentrated, and according to the method taught by the mountain god, he used the green bamboo sword as a pen and the earth as paper.

Infuse Yuan Qi on the tip of the sword, and follow the gossip pattern marked by the dark yellow light, in the order of beginning, succession and reunion, to depict a series of ditches and ridges.

He has skills in talisman making, and he "draws" the formation according to the ready-made template very smoothly.

After Zhong Wenyong's continuous pointing and explanation, he learned new knowledge easily. The gossip formation that he thought was obscure and difficult to understand in his previous life is now as simple as peeling off the cocoon, which makes him feel that it is not difficult.

"Don't be distracted, continue to carve and don't stop, I will defuse the attack launched by the demon with the formation."

Zhong Wenyong suddenly reminded, more yellow mist emerged from the black cloth bag, completely covering the entire Sanzhang area.

I saw countless thin black needles shooting out from the surrounding water mist, attacking Guanzhu Zhang who was concentrating on drawing the formation from all directions.

The sound of "cracking" can be heard endlessly, and the canopy umbrella made of yellow mist is thin and transparent, and there are insects and beasts on it that seem to be living creatures.

Zhang Wenfeng was distracted, seeing Zhong Wenyong's wonderful spell, he kept drawing with the sword in his hand.

Rescuing people is like putting out a fire, there is no delay.

"The monster was weak after it came out of the water. It miscalculated that it set the trap on the barren island. It was eager to attack you with the formation, which exposed the problem of the already weak formation even more."

Zhong Wenyong lightly stated that he used incense magic to block waves of water magic attacks, and that the lost incense power would be recovered by then, so he didn't have much to worry about.

Furthermore, in his eyes, the water-gathering mist array operating on the opposite side was full of flaws like a sieve, and he dealt with it calmly.

Zhang Wenfeng was in the yellow mist, he recited the Taoist scriptures silently, calmly, and portrayed without rush or slowness.

In a blink of an eye, the battle line was drawn, and he took out sixteen spirit stones, and buried them in the ground at various hexagram points without hesitation. Saving people is the most important thing, and he will not be reluctant.

The attack outside has turned into a violent storm, crazy and intensive, yet the yellow mist canopy is still easily resolved as it rotates.

"I'll teach you the three-hand defense and attack formula, and you stand in the due east position."

With the defense of the yellow mist canopy, Zhong Wenyong escaped from the bottle and turned into a blurred figure, and instructed Zhang Wenfeng how to simply manipulate the current crude version of the Muxingyang Eight Diagrams Formation to launch attacks and defenses.

Zhang Wenfeng wrote down the formulas, and then poured Yuan Qi into the formation with his feet, changing the formulas in his hand.

The lines carved on the ground were shining with cyan light one after another.

From the inside to the outside, they were quickly connected into a whole, and then they all flashed together, the energy mechanism penetrated, and the sixteen spiritual energy stones began to stimulate and provide energy for the formation, and the nearby spiritual energy was drawn into the formation.

Zhang Wenfeng tried it a few times, and the light of the formation flickered with his hand, which was a very magical feeling.

He had a taste of it, and he didn't want to squander the attack power of the formation at will.

Every attack will consume the energy in the spirit stone.

This formation is limited due to size, material, terrain, etc., so it is only temporary, and cannot be like a real large formation, drawing the power of heaven and earth, and the energy is inexhaustible.

It was a novel experience, he could feel the connection between himself and the formation.

"Very good, you try to attack the plaque above the light gate, that is where the air mechanism of the water-gathering mist array operates."

Zhong Wenyong is experienced and gives advice.

Zhang Wenfeng sensed it a little, and decisively used the Mu Xingyang Bagua Formation's A-B Wood Thunder Formation to launch an attack. This is the sharpest attack method that this formation can control.

As a novice in the formation, he felt relieved to use the most powerful attack.

If you don't attack, let it go, and if you attack, you will be thunderous.

The blue light was dazzling, and the wind and rain stopped suddenly.

The blue thunder "thunderbolt" inspired by the formation method fell from the sky with a loud bang, piercing through the phantom shadows of water plants intercepted above the light and shadow building, and blasting the flashing plaque to pieces.

The entire towering building of light and shadow drifting in the mist suddenly disappeared.

A shrill "squeak" sound seemed to come from the ground, suppressing the pain and stopping abruptly.

There was a splash of water on the barren island, trickling downhill and flowing in all directions.

Just now, the water attack that the monster controlled the formation was very powerful.

The two figures were in a panic, and they staggered out from behind the ruined wall brandishing their swords.

Zhong Shan retreated with his magic skills, and he had already floated into the bottle of the black cloth bag, and the yellow mist canopy that protected the gossip formation quietly disappeared. He knew that his identity was embarrassing, and he belonged to a shady existence.

No more trouble.

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(End of this chapter)