After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 185

"Dragon Palace? No, it's an illusion."

Lingyin muttered to herself, is there a big phantom formation on the seabed?
She looked at Qing Ting Yu with delicate eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Did you find out a long time ago?"

Qing Tingyu nodded, and said via voice transmission: "The eye of the formation has not been found."

Indeed, the phantom formation here is huge, almost covering most of the sea area around where they are.According to the superposition effect of the phantom array, the eyes of the ultimate array can be hidden to confuse the trapped.

So it is normal for such a formation to be hard to find.

Strange, how could there be so many phantom formations on the Zhongyin Continent, and every phantom formation must be related to the Huanhuazong and the demons.

It seems that Zhongyin Continent used to be the world of Huanhuazong.

If I can't figure it out for the time being, it's better to honestly think about how to break the situation.

Lingyin rose up in the air, and looked down at the entire formation with her glazed eyes, remembering its direction.

The fingertips moved flexibly, and ten filaments of spiritual energy appeared in the void, intertwined and superimposed, restoring the large formation to a smaller version, and after checking it again, it fell lightly.

"Here, it depends on you to break the formation."

She now understands that no matter how superb she is in formations and other aspects, if she really wants to be so strong that no one can match her, she must focus on one of them and the others as supplements.

And her specialty is alchemy and medicine, as for the formation, let the brother who inherited the Huanhuazong inheritance do it.

Qing Tingyu took it with one hand, and the lines of the small formation spirit pattern drawn on the Taoist robe were complicated, but after injecting spiritual power, he could detect the direction of the formation pattern more intuitively and clearly, and distinguish the hierarchical relationship.

He bent his lips and smiled, and at the same time, there was an indescribable frustration in his heart, as he tore apart the phantom formation with his bare hands in a violent and direct way, gushing out from the crack.

These phantom arrays are like layers of veils. Every time a layer is lifted, there will be more spiritual energy resources on the sea surface, and the calm sea surface will become more turbulent.

It is precisely because of this large formation that can lock the spiritual energy that the sword cultivators who want to pass through this sea area will return home due to lack of spiritual power.

It's no wonder that on Zhuyan Island, even if some people occupy the teleportation formation, those people would rather spend more spirit stones and take the teleportation formation to pass there.

But didn't the people from the Meizu that the brother said went there by spaceship?

She also saw it with her own eyes through the looking glass, how did she get to them...

She took out the sky-peeping mirror again, and after communicating, the mirror reflected the route to Wangyou Island again.

"Successful, this time I can finally go to Wangyou Island smoothly. If I continue to dawdle, I even have the thought of jumping into the sea." He Yu's cold and hard-lined face showed a rare expression of relief and joy.

Yun Muqing's chest was also relieved.

But Lingyin's face didn't relax at all, because she saw from the mirror that they were sailing in the opposite direction, not to Wangyou Island at all, and it was already far away.

Yes, they drifted at sea for several days, with occasional stops in the middle, but in order to hurry, there is no difference between stopping and not stopping.

"This is?"

Lingyin tilted her head as the soft breath blew in her ears, "This formation is weird, and it actually led us in the opposite direction. If we want to go to Zhuyan Island now, we still need to sail for a while longer at sea."

He Yu next to him heard this and turned around and ran to the side of the boat to vomit, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Yun Muqing patted him on the back and said: "The formation is broken, can I use the sword? The sword is faster than the boat."

Lingyin nodded in bewilderment, and looked at Qing Tingyu, "Senior brother's spiritual weapon is Qingyinqin, which can only be used to control the air, and consumes more spiritual power, why not come with me?"

Under the scorching sun, Qing Ting Yu Mo haired black clothes, and the corners of her bright red lips evoked a hint of pride.

"Okay, just listen to Lingyin."

rhetoric.

Although Lingyin was so slanderous in her heart, her expression betrayed her. Qing Tingyu was very happy to see her arrogant appearance, even happier than during the New Year.

It would be even better if it could steal fragrance.

Alas, if the things that were not accomplished in the previous life, the details that were not explained clearly, and the wishes that were not fulfilled, if they can be fulfilled in this life, they will die without regret.

However, she probably didn't want me to die, otherwise she wouldn't have followed me all the time on the first day we met in this world, went to the Yunhai faction, helped prepare to go to the Demon Race, and now tried every means To be promoted, even if you know that there is a dragon's lake and a tiger's lair ahead, even if you know that this process may be a trap designed by outsiders.

If it is said that she felt completely guilty towards me at the beginning, then she is not completely guilty now.

Just as she was thinking, Lingyin had already prepared the Liyou Sword.

The day before yesterday, the sword spirit awakened and was nourished by the condensed cold ice. At this time, the Liyou sword's sword energy is stronger. When it is restrained, the cold air can be detected from three meters away. Its frozen.

In this way, she only needs to use water spiritual power to use a higher level of ice spiritual power.

She stretched out her hand towards Qing Ting Yu, "Brother?"

Qing Tingyu responded with a smile, and the two of them mounted the Liyou Sword like a couple of gods, the tip of the sword slightly raised, and they flew into the sky.

On the boat, Yun Muqing, who was eager to see through, and He Yu, who was vomiting, looked at each other and each held their swords.

No one cares about the end, only envy.

After they controlled the sword, the giant ship on the sea gradually shrank, and finally turned into a small boat the size of a palm, following Qing Ting Yu.

Five days later, the outline of Wangyou Island appeared under the feet of the four, as well as houses and shops on the island, and pedestrians passing by on the street.

In order to avoid disturbing the residents of the island, they stopped at a small village on the edge of the island.

As soon as it landed, someone on the shore shouted: "Who are you, why did you break into Wangyou Island?"

The four of them looked over and saw a dark-skinned, bright-eyed seven or eight-year-old boy on the beach scattered with shells, holding a crab in his hand and staring at them warily.

Therefore, Lingyin and the others immediately looked at Yun Muqing, who had the gentlest appearance. With his baby face, he could always win a good impression.

Yun Muqing looked around, their smiles were extremely "harmonious".

He bit the bullet and nodded in agreement. He didn't help much along the way, and now is the time for him to contribute, so he can't shirk it.

He put on a smile that he thought was very gentle and calm, "Little friend, we have something important to do on the island, not to sneak into Wangyou Island. Why do you stay alone by the sea as a child? How dangerous is it? Come, tell brother, your family Where is it, brother will take you home."

The little boy thought about it suspiciously, then glanced at the crab in his hand, "I don't want to go home, I want to eat the crab."

Yun Muqing was amiable, glanced behind her secretly, and said to herself that if he wants to eat crabs, you should hurry up and get them, and I am the only one waiting for co-authoring.

The little boy also noticed his movement, stretched out his little hand and tugged at his sleeve, "Uncle, I just want you to fish it for me."

Uncle... Uncle?
The corners of Yun Muqing's mouth twitched. I am a cultivator of immortals, and my appearance stays on the golden core without accident. Why do I become an uncle in his eyes?

(End of this chapter)