Three hundred and eighty eighth chapter formation method is now
Chapter 388: Formation Appears
Hearing these words, Yin Xiuxuan, who was originally smiling, raised his eyebrows slightly. With a change of thought, he grasped Qingsong's thoughts.
"Mr. Ye, he is still thinking about your legacy!"
Ye Piaoling heard Yin Xiuxuan's words and snorted softly, "I've given all my treasures to you. I didn't expect that your master could really afford it. Tsk tsk, what a good thing, what a good thing."
Yin Xiuxuan sent a message: "Mr. Ye is also very knowledgeable. He can see what the teacher has given me at a glance."
Ye Piaoling groaned and said: "Why don't I know that back then, I spent a lot of money and went through countless twists and turns to get such a thing, a seventh-level spiritual beast, Dancheng
This almost incarnate existence really made me feel sad for a while!"
Hearing this, Yin Xiu
He is a lonely cultivator. How can he get such a thing? Moreover, this thing is very different in the Yi Yun Sect and in the outside world. Although it is extremely difficult to get this thing in the Yi Yun Sect, compared with
But it's countless times better than the outside world.
Thinking of this, Yin Xiuxuan felt a little relieved, and stopped listening to Ye Piaoling's old talk. Instead, he opened his mouth and talked about some things with Ye Piaoling.
Yin Xiuxuan's conversation with Ye Piaoling and his own thoughts were only fleeting in his mind, and there was no trace of it on his face. Qingsong only thought that Yin Xiuxuan was thinking about the conditions he proposed.
Immediately, Yin Xiuxuan seemed to be sure of something, nodded, patted the storage bag on his waist and said: "It's not a bad idea to ask the junior to hand over these things to senior Qingsong, but I still have a question to ask. I hope Qingsong
Senior can answer."
Qingsong heard that there was something going on secretly, and he frowned coldly and said: "There are still so many conditions, that's all."
Yin Xiuxuan nodded and said: "So that Senior Qingsong can know that this junior is the descendant of the real spirit beast thousands of years ago. Only after receiving the mantle of the real spirit beast did he know the location of the treasure left behind. At first, he only told a few people, but
I don’t know how senior got the news about this relic.”
Qingsong's mind changed after hearing this, and he actually believed in Yin Xiuxuan's words. A disciple of the sect who inherited the mantle of a monk from thousands of years ago found the opportunity to come here to look for treasures, and he had already received the instructions from the inheritance, so that he could avoid them.
His eyes and ears were able to seize the treasure first. This is a reasonable explanation.
Thinking of this, Qingsong couldn't help but remember that before carrying out this mission, the elder who assigned the mission once mentioned that it would be a great achievement if he could get the method of taming the beast from the real spirit beast. Thinking of this, Qingsong became even more enthusiastic.
Needless to say, this inheritance from generation to generation must have various secret methods of taming beasts taught by the spiritual beast master.
However, when he heard that Yin Xiuxuan wanted to know the source of the news, Qingsong frowned. How could he know the source of the news? However, he was a sinister person. At this time, he obviously had the upper hand. He naturally knew how to deal with it. He sneered.
: "It's okay to know who passed it on, but you still need to hand over the inheritance from the real spirit beast."
Hearing this, Yin Xiuxuan hesitated, and finally nodded and said: "Since you have been forced to this level, you can't even keep the spirit beast relics, so what kind of inheritance do you need? However, I would like to ask my seniors to swear with their Taoist hearts that you and your Xuan Dao Sect will inherit the inheritance."
Stop chasing me."
When Qingsong heard this, he felt happy. The real Qingsong had died under the hands of the four of them a long time ago. Where is the Qingsong? And Yin Xiuxuan actually asked him to swear by Daoxin and Xuandao Sect. This was not exactly what he wanted. He snorted coldly,
Said: "If you kid is willing to hand over the relic obediently, I will let you go. But you must also swear that you will not tell others what happened today. Otherwise, if your Yi Yunzong traces it, I, the Xuandao Sect, will not be willing to take the responsibility."
This risk."
Yin Xiuxuan nodded when he heard this, pointed to the sky and the earth and swore an oath with Taoist heart. Seeing this, Fake Qingsong sneered in his heart. He also swore with Taoist heart, but his oath had nothing to do with him.
After swearing the oath, Qingsong said impatiently: "Boy, hand over the things quickly, otherwise don't blame me for not caring so much about doing it myself."
Yin Xiuxuan nodded, rummaged around in the storage bag for a while, grabbed boxes one by one and placed them on the ground. It was exactly what he got from the treasure house. Then he grabbed several jade slips and placed them in the boxes.
superior.
Seeing this pile of things, while Yin Xiuxuan was still digging around, Qingsong was ecstatic, took two or three steps away from his flying sword and ran towards Yin Xiuxuan.
Yin Xiuxuan was focused on grabbing something, but he didn't seem to see Qingsong coming over. Suddenly, a fierce look appeared on Qingsong's face, and with a flash of light in his hand, he condensed a long bone sword and was about to slash at Yin Xiuxuan.
At this moment, Yin Xiuxuan raised his head fiercely and looked at Qingsong with a strange expression on his face. Seeing this, Qingsong felt a little panicked and stopped moving his hands.
Yin Xiuxuan said calmly: "Senior Demon Cultivator, why are you so anxious!"
When Qingsong heard this, his heart was slightly shaken, thinking of what Yin Xiuxuan had just said to him.
"Senior Demon Cultivator? No, how does he know that I am a Demon Cultivator? No, he knows that I am a Demon Cultivator, but he pretends not to know."
He yelled in his heart that it was not good, but before he could make a move, he saw the situation changing in front of him. Yunlan appeared out of thin air, and mist blocked his sight. Qingsong's demon fang followed the direction of the sword and slashed down, but
There was no one in front of me, so I just slashed at the empty space with the sword.
Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Qingsong instantly understood that he had been tricked. This was obviously Yi Yunzong's method of mastering the formation, and he was trapped in the formation by design.
"You bastard, you think you can stop me with just a small formation, you are too flattering to me!" Qingsong shouted, and with a pinch of magic in his hand, dozens of white bones flew out of thin air and shot out in all directions.
Go. But what surprised him was that after the flying ball was shot, the spiritual consciousness he attached to it disappeared in just one breath.
Suddenly, Yin Xiuxuan's voice came, "Senior Demon Cultivator, this little formation is far from elegant, but it is more than enough to deal with you, senior. Please savor it carefully!"
Fake Qingsong shouted angrily when he heard this, pinched the magic weapon with one hand, and grabbed the bone sword with the other hand. Before he could take three breaths, a white spiritual light gathered in his hand, and with a roar, he slapped the flying sword fiercely.
There were bursts of crackling sounds, and the long sword of bones was magnified ten times. With a wave of his hand, a pale sword light shot out of the air, cutting through the clouds and mists and bursting outwards. As he was about to fly ten feet away, suddenly a jet of darkness
The brilliance was born out of thin air, shot out from the side, and hit the sword light. There was only a snap sound. The sword light and the black light disappeared at the same time.