In the Demon Suppression Tower, Wang Buwen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red.
He didn't expect that in order to eliminate Zhao Congjie's future troubles, he would accidentally learn the truth about the death of Master Yiyi?
"Jingxuan? Who is it?"
Wang Buwen murmured secretly, his face extremely cold.
Looking at the Beiqi Empire, there are only a handful of young people of Zhao Congjie's status who can interact with him.
"Could it be...?"
The next moment, Wang Buwen seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed.
It was him, but his face was filled with disbelief at this moment.
Having been in this world for ten years, he also has a certain understanding of the situation in the entire Dongzhou, especially the top talents of the younger generation. He does not say he understands it completely, but he also knows a thing or two.
The second prince in the entire Beiqi Empire who could be friends with Zhao Congjie and whose name was Jingxuan was the only one.
But although the second prince, Chen Jingxuan, has a wide reputation, his name has a bad reputation.
Almost everyone in the entire Beiqi Empire knows that the second prince, Chen Jingxuan, has no ambition to make progress and spends all his time in pursuit of pleasure. All the maids in his palace are as beautiful as flowers, numbering in the thousands. According to rumors, all the maids in his palace are poorly dressed.
Cover the body.
Good-for-nothing and lascivious young man are synonymous with the second prince Chen Jingxuan.
Could such a person be the real murderer of his master? If word spread, no one would believe it.
This guy hides really deep.
Even Wang Buwen couldn't help but feel frightened by the second prince's scheme. If it weren't for a coincidence, how could he have imagined that the second prince Chen Jingxuan would be the murderer of his master?
"No wonder the senior officials in the sect kept silent about Master's death! It seems that they may have been aware of it a long time ago."
Wang Buwen narrowed his eyes slightly and speculated secretly.
Even if Chen Jingxuan is a loser on the surface and is not loved by Emperor Beiqi, his status is still supreme. Daoyuan Sect seems to be among the top powers in Dongzhou, but if he dares to attack Chen Jingxuan, he will definitely be in big trouble.
The ruthlessness of the royal family is only relative. When it comes to the royal family's face, even if a royal dog dies, the so-called royal family will be furious and take action.
No matter how nice he is to you on weekdays, once he turns against you, the nine tribes will easily punish you.
"Being able to kill the master at a cheap price, it seems that this guy's secretly hidden strength is very terrifying."
Wang Buwen thought that he, who had reached the pinnacle of Tongyou and became a master of the Four Paths, would not be said to be arrogant among the others, but he could also be said to be the best among the younger generation. Now it seems that the strong has its own strong hand, and he wants to take the advantage of the master.
Revenge, just relying on your current level of cultivation is not enough.
At this moment, Wang Buwen's desire to improve his strength was more urgent than ever.
But he also understands that there is no rush to advance in cultivation.
After thinking for a while, Wang Buwen suppressed all his thoughts, stretched out his hand, and took out many ores, intending to try to refine the formation disk.
Now, he has perfectly mastered the three paths of Talisman, Dan, and Sword, but he is still unskilled in the formation path. His cultivation level may not be improved immediately, but his strength can be improved to a higher level.
This formation is one of the auxiliary tools for him to improve his strength.
Wang Buwen took a deep breath, discarded all distracting thoughts, and recalled the mystery of the formation in his mind. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and as he moved his hands, formations and inscriptions spurted out, like an elf.
dancing around him.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, a piece of ore was lifted up by Wang Buwen's power. Driven by Wang Buwen, the formation inscriptions were carved into the ore. In an instant, lines appeared one after another, as if there was an invisible pen.
Depicted on the ore.
As time goes by, dense lines are engraved on the entire piece of ore, which seems chaotic, but if you look closely, you can find that these lines are arranged in some strange patterns.
Against the backdrop of these lines, the entire ore shines with a faint brilliance.
The Xuan-level high-grade trapped beast array plate is ready!
Wang Buwen looked at the crystal-clear formation plate in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. After regaining some strength, he continued to refine it without hesitation.
For three days, dozens of arrays were added to the demon-suppressing ring in Wang Buwen's hand. His personal background was a bit deeper. Compared with elixirs or talismans, the inscription of formations was more laborious and laborious, even if Wang Buwen later became proficient in it.
, but still only refined less than fifty array disks.
Among them, most of them are earth-level formation plates, but only a few are Xuan-level formation plates that were refined during the initial training.
It took three days to refine dozens of earth-level formation disks. This speed was enough to shame any formation master in Dongzhou. If they knew that Wang Buwen had such speed and were still not satisfied, they would probably be tempted to raise their swords.
Wang Bu asked.
Ordinary formation masters may not be able to refine an earth-level formation disk in three days, let alone dozens of them.
After finishing the refining, Wang Buwen stretched a bit, and in a flash, he went directly to the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Since the last impact of the formation's power, Fierce Demon and Fierce Chi had become extremely weak, without the arrogance of the past, making Wang Buwen feel more stable than ever in the past ten years.
Now that the formation technique has been successfully cultivated, Wang Buwen plans to inspect the sealing formation and even strengthen it.
Before, Wang Buwen's idea was to stay in the Demon Suppressing Peak, grow silently, and then amaze the world. But after learning about the death of Master Yiyi, Wang Buwen urgently wanted to improve his strength. In this way, he stayed in the Demon Suppressing Peak.
It won't work.
Only by going out and practicing can you quickly improve your strength!
Furthermore, judging from the previous conversation between Zhao Congjie and Zhao Congjie, it is not necessarily safe to stay at Demon Suppression Peak. Who knows what insidious tricks the second prince will use?
It is not his character to passively face the enemy, he must take the initiative!
To do this, strong strength is essential.
The next day, a stream of light rushed up from the Demon Suppressing Peak and headed straight towards the depths of Daoyuan Sect.
Outside the forbidden area, Wang Buwen stood bowed and his loud voice echoed in all directions.
"Wang Buwen asks to see all the ancestors."
In the entire Daoyuan Sect, only the Peak Master level and above can go directly outside this forbidden area to meet many ancestors. Ordinary people cannot break into this place at all, and will be crushed and killed by secret formations and guards.
"What's the matter?"
The voice of Ancestor Qi Chen came from within the forbidden area.
"Wang Buwen, please go out for training. I hope you ancestors will allow me!"
After saying this, Wang Buwen waited anxiously.
Under normal circumstances, the master of the Demon Suppressing Peak is never allowed to go out for a long time. He needs to sit in the Demon Suppressing Peak all day long. Back then, his master did not dare to violate this prohibition. Even if he went out, he would come back that night. If
If there is something urgent, I need to ask the ancestors for instructions.
"Hei Ancestor, you are really good at predicting things!"
In the forbidden area, Qi Chen looked at the little black dog in front of him and chuckled full of compliments.
"The young eagle must fly alone in the end to truly grow!"
"Let him go!"
The little black dog nodded proudly, and then said in an old-fashioned voice.