Gu Fenghua looked at Yu Boqian and secretly felt glad for him: Fortunately, he did not refine that giant axe, otherwise it would not only destroy the Fentian Sect, but also harm all the Qingyang Sect disciples, including him.

"Fentian Sect, the ancestor's sect is called Fentian Sect? How do you know? And how do you know that this is Xuanyuan Potian Axe, who are you?" Yu Boqian also realized that he was too reckless. While secretly being afraid, he looked at Gui Yezi with a puzzled look on his face.

"If you want to open this barrier, you can only rely on the formation technique and never use brute force." Gui Yezi did not answer his question, but said anxiously.

Under the seal of that space, he could not leave the Demon Wood Cauldron for too long, and his figure had gradually become illusory, so he had to seize the time and tell Gu Fenghua the most important thing.

"The Technique of Formation?" Gu Fenghua frowned. This barrier is so huge and so profound. Although she is a little confident in her formation technique, she asks herself, and she will never be able to understand it thoroughly without a hundred years.

"I'll tell you a set of handprints. Although you can't completely break the barrier, you should be able to open a passage to allow you to enter the sect. But I don't have much time, so I can only teach you once. You must watch it." After Gui Yezi said that, he immediately made a handprint.

Gu Fenghua did not dare to neglect, so he quickly gathered his mind, stared at every subtle change between his fingers, and then made a series of handprints.

Next to him, Yu Boqian also started learning. Although Gui Yezi had no time to pay attention to him and he still did not know the identity of the old man, he could also hear from the words that this senior had a great relationship with the ancient sect in front of him. He was likely to be in the same school as the ancestor, so how could he miss this great opportunity to steal the master and learn skills?

Unfortunately, he stopped helplessly after only fifteen or six handprints. Gui Yezi's movements were too fast, and each handprint was exquisite and infinitely varied. With his understanding, it was impossible to comprehend. If he had to comprehend it forcibly, he might end up in the opposite direction of qi and blood. In fact, when these handprints were stamped, he had already begun to feel stuffy, and his chest was like a huge rock pressing on it. How dare he continue?

Gui Yezi's figure became more and more illusory, and his movements of making handprints became faster and faster. Later, Yu Boqian could not even see the changes between his fingers.

However, Gu Fenghua's movement of making a handprint was still smooth and free, and it was getting faster and faster.

Under the moonlight, I saw her wearing white clothes, her sleeves were like clouds, and runes flashed out from her fingers, like the elves of the moon dancing! The moonlight fell on her body, and the graceful figure seemed so beautiful and so mysterious.

Yu Boqian looked at Gu Fenghua with envy and admiration, and secretly sighed in his heart: What is a genius? This is a real genius! I don’t know what the so-called genius genius of the major holy sects will feel when they see this scene in front of them, and will they die of shame!

Perhaps Gu Fenghua was not famous at this time, but I believe that soon, she would let the so-called geniuses know how sad and desperate it was to be born in the same era as her.

Fortunately, he has never been a genius, so he doesn't have to complain about it. For the first time in his life, Master Yu felt extremely grateful for his slightly mediocre qualifications.
Chapter completed!