Not long after, Feng Qingxu woke up again and saw Wu Ma Xi flipping through a big book to study the dragon absorbing water. After looking at it for a moment, he said disdainfully: "Such a simple artistic conception, and you have to copy the structure spectrum, I really don't know what Taiyin can do."
What hit you?"
Wu Maxi glared at him and ignored him, still lowering his head to study. He was studying the projection relationship of mutated structures, and his calculations were at a critical point, so he did not dare to be distracted at all.
"Stop wondering. What don't you understand? I'll teach you."
Wu Ma Xi hummed, then suddenly reacted after a moment, and looked up at Feng Qingxu in surprise. Feng Qingxu had been chasing his nephew for several months just because of his blood feud. If his own hatred was added to it, it could be said that
The hatred is as deep as the sea.
The two of them have been coexisting peacefully these days, which has surprised Wu Ma Xi. Feng Qingxu actually wants to teach him artistic conception. What is his intention?
But no matter what your intentions are, just strictly control yourself.
Wu Maxi thought for a moment and pointed to a structure on the six views: "Why does this structure not use a progressive structure in the spiral part, but sinusoidal advancement?"
"If the progressive structure pulls too hard, the sixty-four structure cannot be woven. After optimization, it can avoid pulling." Feng Qingxu casually wrote three formulas on the ground, "You should have learned these formulas.
Calculate it yourself.”
Wu Maxi had already analyzed this structure, and it was clear without calculation, but she still checked it carefully to see that it was correct, and then pointed to another structure and said: "What's going on with this structure?..."
Next, Wu Maxi asked four or five questions about the structure in succession, and Fengqingxu answered them one by one.
Wu Maxi had some ideas about most of these structures, but they were not clear enough. Fengqingxu gave a very concise answer, but it got to the point of the problem, which made Wu Maxi's impression of these structures much clearer.
"Where is this structure?" Wu Maxi pointed to a structure on the lower left side of the drawing. The ending of this structure was somewhat abnormal. Wu Maxi had calculated it many times and still couldn't figure out what the reason for this mutation was.
"Do you know Jing Yin?" Feng Qingxu looked indifferent.
Wu Ma Xi nodded. There were some classics about Jing Yin in the Taiyin Xiang Ring. Wu Ma Xi had a brief understanding of them but did not read them in depth.
Feng Qingxu continued: "This structure is optimized for the purpose of attracting the environment. When a dragon absorbs water, it will naturally have the momentum to swallow the river and cut off the current. Under the pull of this qi machine, the fluctuations in spiritual power will be very surging. The original
The structure cannot radiate this kind of fluctuation, so we made this small modification."
Wuma Xi thought about it for a moment and realized that Feng Qingxu wanted to teach him about Jing Yin.
Du Chongshan once told him that the time to contact Jingyin should not be too early, but recently he encountered many problems related to Jingyin, so he wanted to know what Jingyin was.
"Do you want to teach me Jingyin?" Wu Maxi asked.
"No, no one can teach you Jing Yin." Feng Qingxu's expression became solemn, "Jing Yin can only be understood, not expressed in words. Everyone's Jing Yin is cultivated by himself."
Wu Maxi pondered for a moment and asked: "How to raise it?"
Fengqing Xu said: "The beginning of Jingyin is one's own state of mind. There are three main points in cultivating Jingyin. The first step is to pure the mind, which is to make the state of mind pure and clear; the second step is to know the subtleties, which is to explore the influence of the state of mind on spiritual power.
The influence of fluctuations; the third step is to adjust the environment, modify the unreasonable structure in the artistic conception, so that the fluctuation of spiritual power can get the maximum bonus."
"Do you know why most realm cultivators first solidify the detection artistic conception?" Feng Qingxu stared at Wuma Xi, "The most important thing is to let the realm cultivators become familiar with their own spiritual power fluctuations, which are the subtleties of consciousness.
Initial training.”
Wu Maxi had never heard of these things Feng Qingxu said. He raised his head and thought, digested these things, then looked at Feng Qingxu and said: "Tai Lao once told me that rigidity is solidified.
, it is better not to solidify.”
Fengqing Xu said: "For combat, this is indeed the case. But if you cultivate your subtle awareness early and come into contact with the environment, it will be easier to start."
Wu Ma Xi nodded. What Feng Qing Xu said did make sense, but Wu Ma Xi believed that Tai Yin would not mislead him. Naturally, there were reasons why he did not recommend self-solidification.
Wu Maxi pondered for a moment, and was about to ask Feng Qingxu for further advice, but found that he had already fallen asleep.
These days, Feng Qingxu has been waking up and sleeping erratically, and Wu Maxi can only shake his head.
After Feng Qingxu's explanation, the last doubtful point in the six views of the dragon absorbing water was clarified. Wu Maxi changed the structure of the artistic conception back to the normal structure, and calculated the projection relationship. There was no problem, and the structure of the entire artistic conception was
confirmed.
There are only twelve branches in this artistic conception, and the structure is not complicated.
Wuma Xi weaved carefully and quickly completed the entire structure. A black vortex immediately appeared in the sky, spinning rapidly, like a dark cloud in the strong wind. After a while, a stream of water sprinkled from the dark cloud, which was slightly thicker than pee.
Some, equivalent to two people peeing.
Wuma Xi washed the dirt on her body, and then took out the black horn and washed it.
Halfway through washing, Feng Qingxu woke up again, moved his body into a dry corner, and asked: "This guy is so handsome, where did you get it?"
Wu Ma Xi ignored him and went to help Wu Jiao take a bath.
Feng Qingxu stared at Wujiao for a long time, his expression changed slightly, and said: "This is... the monster in the underground river?" As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingxu had already confirmed the answer, "This monster is at least
How could you possibly catch a high-level master with his cultivation level?"
Wuma Xi still didn't say anything, she let the dragon drink water, and used the corpse exorcism spell to direct Wu Jiao to turn over.
Feng Qingxu looked at Wuma Xi's movements and thought for a long time, unable to figure it out. He shook his head and said, "Did you get the original flying dragon at Feilong Station in Xiqu City?"
Wu Ma Xi nodded and said: "Yes, it was the night before leaving the city."
Fengqing Xu said: "I guess it was also that night, otherwise how would you have the chance?"
Wu Maxi turned her head and looked at him and said, "Did you poison those flying dragons?"
Feng Qing said: "No, when I went to Feilong Station, those Feilongs had already been drugged, but the guards were still there."
The guards were still there, but the flying dragon was knocked down by the medicine. This could only be Tuanlian's own doing, and its purpose was naturally to prevent others from taking the flying dragon out of the city.
Feng Qingxu continued: "If I hadn't killed the guard, you would have had no chance of getting the flying dragon."
Wu Maxi was silent for a while, and then said after a moment: "That night, there was another person in Feilong Post with a long beard and a four-foot thin sword. Did you see that person?"
Feng Qingxu shook his head: "No. Besides us, who else will go to Feilongyi?"
Wu Maxi shook his head, remembering that man's movement, coming and going suddenly like a ghost. If he hadn't seen it from the dragon's eye, he wouldn't have known there was a person behind him.
He quickly cleaned the black horns, stood up with the curse to exorcise the corpse, and asked Feng Qingxu: "Do you know the origin of this monster?"
"I don't know. My hobby is exploration. I know a lot about all kinds of rare things, but I have never seen this kind of monster. In the legend, there is a strange beast called Jian, which looks very similar to it. But Jian has no horns.
, but this monster has a dragon-patterned horn. I have never seen this before." Feng Qingxu stared at the black horn and said, "This guy is full of treasures. This horn alone costs three million gold coins.
going up."
Wuma Xi had never thought about selling the black horns, so she ignored Feng Qingxu's nonsense, wiped the black horns dry, and put them into the elephant ring.
Feng Qingxu looked at the elephant ring protruding from Wuma Xi's neck with a somewhat surprised expression. He said nothing and sat down against the stone wall.
Wuma Xi used this stone room as a bathroom, which made the temperature of the entire stone room much colder. Feng Qingxu sat for a while, his body was very cold, and he said to Wuma Xi: "I have twenty-four Huangling crystals in my bag.
There is also a small green animal bead, can you give it to me?"
Wu Maxi found the thing but did not give it to Feng Qingxu and asked: "What is the use of this thing?"
Fengqing said: "Don't worry, I'm just setting up a bonfire array."
After arranging specific materials according to specific directions, they can evoke the spiritual resonance between heaven and earth, thereby producing some kind of strange effect. This is Zhenyin. Zhenyin is a huge subject with extremely many branches and astrology.
Heluo, Feng Shui, and many other branches, from which trap science is also derived.
The methods of action of the formation guide are rich and varied, and the power is also very different. Legend has it that some powerful formation guides can destroy mountains and cities. Feng Qing promised to set up the formation guide, how could Wu Maxi rest assured and use twenty-four yuan?
He handed the spar to him and said, "You put it first."
Feng Qingxu was speechless, silently taking the crystal, using his fingers as a guide, he drew a standard octagon on the ground, with three lines bending back and forth in a specific pattern, like a pinball falling into an octagonal container.
Feng Qingxu put the twenty-four crystal stones into the intersection of the lines one by one, pointed to the point in the middle and said to Wuma Xi: "Just put the beast beads in."
Wu Ma Xi nodded, turned around and entered the cave entrance. She used the curse to drive the Han Era to hold the beast bead in its mouth and put it into the designated position. A bonfire suddenly rose, illuminating the stone room warmly. The Han Era fluttered.
It's almost done when it flies out of the fire.
Feng Qingxu stretched out, curled up and leaned against the stone wall, and soon fell asleep again.
When he woke up again, Wu Maxi was sitting by the fire, holding the turtle and camel tablet in his hand and observing. The drum had been cleaned by him, and under the firelight there was a faint ink, and the image
Very impressive.
He had already found an opportunity to test the urn. After the spiritual power was input, the urn did not react. But Wu Ma Xi clearly felt that after the spiritual power entered, there were very mysterious changes, like a fish falling into a torrent.
.
Seeing Feng Qingxu wake up, Wu Maxi handed the basket to him and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Feng Qingxu took the rotating tortoise and carried the stele and turned it over and over for a long time. His expression became more and more solemn. He reached into his arms and dug it out for a long time. It took him a long time to realize that his belongings had been taken away. He stretched out his hand to Wuma Xi.
, said: "Bring the magnifying glass from my storage bag."
Wu Maxi handed over the magnifying glass. After Feng Qingxu took it, he looked at the inscription for a long time, his expression gradually changed from solemn to doubtful, and finally let out a long sigh, and a wave of vicissitudes flowed through his face. He sat leaning against the stone wall,
Relax your body.
Wu Maxi asked: "What kind of basket is this?"
"What a good basket, a basket with a story." Feng Qingxu's voice seemed to be filled with memories.dd