There is a distance of more than ten feet between the palm of the boulder and the mountain.
If several people go down side by side at the same time, it will look crowded. There is a shallow depression on the mountain wall directly opposite the palm, about the size of a human face.
The three young men surnamed Bai immediately swept over with their consciousness, and they couldn't wait any longer.
In just a moment, except for the female cultivator surnamed Yang, the other two people recovered their spiritual consciousness.
The monk surnamed Yan looked at Song Rongdao with a puzzled look.
"Brother Song, there is no restriction on fluctuations there. This is..."
This time, even the young man surnamed Bai looked at Song Rongdao. His consciousness also did not find any spiritual energy or demonic energy condensed there. Could it be that the other party took it to the wrong place?
What's more, such an "entrance" is easily overlooked, just like a "narrow" mezzanine.
If coupled with the fact that there was no slight fluctuation of the restriction, if it were not for believing that Song Rongdao would not joke about this matter, people would have the idea of cutting Song Rongdao directly with a knife.
After hearing the question from the monk surnamed Yan, the female cultivator surnamed Yang sneered before Song Rongdao could answer. It was only then that she withdrew her consciousness.
"If I'm not mistaken, there is a 'Hidden Scale Hidden Color Formation' here that has long since disappeared. I guess fellow Taoist Yan has never even heard of this name!"
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was rude when she had the opportunity to belittle the other person.
The monk surnamed Yan was stunned. He had never heard the name of this formation.
But he didn't want to look at the other person's proud face. He sneered and was about to retort, but was interrupted by the slightly surprised voice of the young man named Bai.
"Fellow Daoist Yang said that a 'Hidden Color Formation with Hidden Scales' has been deployed below. But according to the legend, the dragon transforms into a wind and cloud, the energy is hidden inside, and the colorful scales enter the body, making it difficult to see the true body. Is there an ancient 'Hidden Scale Hidden Color Formation' method?"
Hearing the young man surnamed Bai's questioning, the pretty face of the female cultivator surnamed Yang showed a hint of surprise. She did not expect that the young man surnamed Bai had such extraordinary knowledge and actually knew the origin of the "Hidden Scales and Hidden Colors Formation".
Seeing the surprised expression on the face of the female cultivator surnamed Yang, the young man surnamed Bai gave a bitter smile.
"I have only seen this name and a brief introduction in an ancient book about formations. I am just making guesses about the specific power of this formation, so please don't look at me like this."
After listening to the other party's explanation, the female cultivator surnamed Yang showed a relieved expression. Song Rongdao and the cultivator surnamed Yan were also surprised and stopped questioning the young man surnamed Bai.
"Hehehe, Fellow Daoist Yang is indeed amazing. He discovered the mystery with just a little exploration. I didn't know anything about it at the beginning, and I even tried to crack it by force.
At that time, I really thought that I had cracked the formation restriction here.
Because of this, I didn't get very far before the formation resumed operation. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been trapped inside it."
Song Rongdao looked at the female cultivator named Yang with a strange look in his eyes.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang also deeply agrees with this. The greatest effect of the "Hidden Scales and Hidden Color Formation" is concealment and defense.
And its defense method is completely different from other refining methods. The formation is more about luring the enemy into the depths and secretly accumulating power, like a hidden dragon standing by, suddenly appearing with beards, scales and sharp claws.
From this, she thought about what happened to Song Rongdao after he thought he had broken the restriction and entered the formation for a certain distance.
The ancient "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" immediately appeared. Even if the opponent is still underage, if there is another forbidden auxiliary attack, Song Rongdao can still escape, and he is really capable.
But she is also smart and can think of these things, but she doesn't know how to say them.
Seeing that the other party could see the origin of the formation restriction below, Song Rongdao couldn't help but feel overjoyed. It seemed that he had really found the right person this time.
If he hadn't had the help of the "Colorful Glaze Lamp" last time and Qian Jun blocked the attack of the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" when he fired it, he would have been sealed in the formation. By then, he would have been in serious danger.
Already.
He still had lingering fears when he thought about what happened at the beginning, but he spoke again and his smile grew stronger at the same time.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Yang has no problem deciphering this formation."
The female cultivator surnamed Yang did not answer immediately, but thought about it carefully before speaking.
"Fellow Daoist Song, I only know the rough refining method of the 'Hidden Scale Hidden Color Formation'. This formation has long been discontinued..."
When she said this, her tone paused, as if she was thinking about how to organize the words.
"Hahaha, so to speak, Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't know how to crack it at all. I thought Fellow Daoist Yang could catch it easily?"
The monk surnamed Yan finally seized the opportunity and immediately made fun of him.
Song Rongdao also frowned slightly. The female cultivator surnamed Yang was the most accomplished person in formations among the casual cultivators he knew.
"Did we really miscalculate this time, and we need to invite monks from the major sects to come and take action? But what should we do with these people in front of us? Kill them all?"
For a moment, Song Rongdao had countless thoughts in his mind, but his expression only became more solemn and there was no other abnormal expression on his face.
Whoever saw this, it was just that he was deep in thought because of the words of the female cultivator surnamed Yang, and did not know that he had made plans to kill and silence him so quickly.
In response to the sarcasm of the monk surnamed Yan, the female cultivator surnamed Yang just curled her lips slightly.
"However, the little girl has been studying the 'Hidden Scale Hidden Color Formation' for a period of time. Although she can no longer copy its refining method, she can still guess the general method.
With these predictions and judgments, combined with other methods, this formation may not be impossible to break, it just needs to be given me a longer time."
As soon as she said these words, Song Rongdao had a smile on his face again.
"How long will it take, Fellow Daoist Yang?"
"This is not very clear yet. Don't get close to the formation. I'll go down and take a look first!"
The female cultivator surnamed Yang did not immediately give a time to break the restriction, but flew directly down.
In response to this, Song Rongdao not only did not show disappointment on his face, but his smile spread even more.
This kind of person is a real person who can do things. If the female cultivator surnamed Yang gave a time to break the formation without hesitation, Song Rongdao would think that the other party's chance of success was low.
If you dare to give a cracking time for a formation that you are not familiar with, it would be unreliable.
The distance between the palm-shaped boulder and the mountain is only about ten feet, which is quite wide for a person to be in it.
But for the monks who are casting spells, it is really very narrow. If they do not make a mistake, the spells they cast can directly reverberate on themselves.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang flew down in front of the pit in the stone wall. After carefully releasing her spiritual consciousness for about ten breaths, she suddenly pinched a magic spell and a blooming red peony appeared in her hands.
"go!"
After she gave a soft drink, the red peonies rose slightly, and then quickly flew into the valley of the mountain wall.
As soon as the red peony fell into the pit, it immediately spun quickly, bringing out the brilliance of red lines. .??.??
After just a few breaths, it turned into little red stars and dispersed, but there was no movement in the pit, not even a trace of spiritual energy or demonic energy feedback.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang frowned. She thought that this was the most appropriate technique for the "Hidden Scales and Hidden Color Formation", but it was like a cow in mud, with no reaction.
After thinking about it, she transformed the magic formula again and took out the bamboo pieces one by one from the storage bag.
Fifteen breaths later, there was still no movement in the crater on the mountain.
Immediately, the girl surnamed Yang practiced several sets of spells one after another, using different array equipment. Finally, after the sixth spell was cast, a weak forbidden wave lit up in the pit.
This made the three people above all happy, but it was just happy. After a few flashes, the forbidden wave disappeared again.
This time, the female cultivator surnamed Yang fell into deep thought for a long time, and the three people standing above silently watched everything happening below.
Even the monk surnamed Yan no longer spoke out to ridicule. Although he was lecherous, he was not stupid. Naturally, he would not offend the public and ridicule an array master at this time.
It is estimated that the two people beside him would drive him away immediately without the female cultivator surnamed Yang taking action.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang just faced the mountain with a frown and said nothing. When she had passed half of the incense stick, a trace of struggle appeared on her jade face that no one else could see.
She was struggling fiercely in her heart.
"This is a place protected by the 'Hidden Scale Hidden Color Formation'. This formation has disappeared for a long time, so the origin of the secret cave behind the formation must be as Song Rongdao said.
It should be a relic from ancient times, or even older. The value of the benefits must be very high, and it should be worth fighting for once. …
The three of them should not be able to see the technique I cracked. This technique has been used several times elsewhere, but no one could recognize it.
Well... there should be more than half a chance that they won't be able to tell whether they should take a chance..."
After another ten breaths passed, a look of determination flashed in the eyes of the female cultivator named Yang.
With a slight movement of her plump body, she took out a compass that looked like it was covered with moss. It looked very old and simple.
Patting the storage bag again, a colorful butterfly made of unknown materials appeared in another jade hand.
Then, she first gently suspended the compass in front of her, silently recited a spell in her mouth, and made continuous imaginary points in the air with one hand.
As her nearly 100 fingers dropped, two green rays of light began to emit from the moss-like surface of the compass.
After the two rays of light appeared, the three people above clearly saw that in each cyan light, there were tiny runes rolling inside.
But before they could react, the two blue rays of light quickly split into four, then eight, sixteen, thirty-two...
By this time, the suspended compass was already trembling, and the female cultivator surnamed Yang was dripping with sweat, rolling down her forehead.
She scolded fiercely, and after trembling violently for a long time, the thirty-two blue rays of light split again, this time becoming forty-nine.
As the green light emitted from the compass turned into forty-nine rays, the green light that was originally as thick as a baby's arm turned into a slender light, only an inch long.
Looking at the compass in the hands of the female cultivator surnamed Yang from a distance, it looks like a compass surrounded by blue petals.
The face of the female cultivator surnamed Yang turned a little pale, and the two plump peaks were undulating violently, as if someone was pulling a bellows, which was heart-stirring.
Because there is a spiritual shield outside the body to protect him, the sea water cannot get close to him.
In just a few short breaths, the long skirt that was already tightly wrapped around her body was soaked with sweat.
A pair of very spectacular snow-white creamy breasts are looming in the violent rise and fall of the chest, sometimes hazy, sometimes close to the clothes, and they are all white.
Transforming into forty-nine green lights was her limit.
In order for the compass to be most effective, it must be able to conjure up sixty-four green lights, but she was unable to do so.
"I hope I can get a glimpse of the door of life and death inside!"
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was thinking silently in her heart. The next moment, the colorful butterfly on her other hand was thrown into the air in front of her.
At the same time, under the influence of spiritual power, a green light suddenly shot out and stretched out on the compass, hitting the colorful butterfly from a distance.
In an instant, the butterfly came to life, its wings that had been stationary flapped violently, and immediately flew towards the depression on the mountain wall.
After quickly touching a certain location in the pit, the colorful butterfly's pair of slender antennae trembled gently, as if looking for food.