Chapter 415 The son of the genius of the formation, the father of the idiot of the formation?
Every spiritual plant genius has a rough understanding of the low-level formation, so that the auxiliary formation in the spiritual field can be repaired by itself when it is damaged, so it will not be subject to other spiritual formation genius. Therefore, Baguqian only used half of it.
In a quarter of an hour, I fully mastered the way to draw this array diagram and successfully left a dragon-shaped pattern with green light on the head of the green dragon.
But Wang Yonghao only studied light-based spiritual skills throughout his life and never learned formations. The drawing progress of this formation diagram is very slow, which makes people anxious! It is even slower than a snail!
Because it is not just an ordinary drawing pattern. If you just draw the pattern, with Wang Yonghao's freedom of control over his fingers, you can master it after several failures and successfully draw it. However, this array diagram itself has a kind of
The strange power made Wang Yonghao's fingers encounter a faint pressure and a pulling force in changing directions during the drawing process of Wang Yonghao.
This pressure and the ever-changing pulling force have a certain impact on the stability of his fingers. If he is not careful, the lines will make mistakes.
The first time, it was not successful!
Knowing that Wang Yonghao had never learned the spiritual formation, the old man didn’t care. It was normal for the first time to have a hand-born child!
The second...the third...even the tenth time, it was not successful!
Baguqian turned his head guiltily, Wang Tingyang frowned in dissatisfaction, while the other old men looked a little strange.
As a spiritual sage with a yellow soul, he failed to draw 10 times, which is considered to be of poor talent. Except for Hao Ronglie who didn't know Wang Yuefeng's formation talent, Wang Tingyang and other elders had never thought that Wang Yonghao's speed would be so
Wait, after all, his son Wang Yuefeng is a very outstanding spiritual formation warrior!
Yangshuojing suddenly spoke: "Otherwise, the grandson only needs to provide blood. I will draw this array picture!"
Wang Yonghao's handsome face suddenly became a little unnatural, but his hands stopped.
The other old men were interested, but Hogelbang looked at the flaming lion and tiger beside him and shook his head: "Senior Yang, this won't work! This formation diagram must be drawn by Brother Feng's blood elders, and the blood flows out from the
If you contact the scales of the Azure Dragon, you cannot blink more than the time you blink. Otherwise, it will be invalid!"
Is there such a restriction?
Everyone frowned immediately.
Hamel Diron thought for a moment and spoke slowly: "Xiaobang, ask Wang Qing, do it know how many resurrection grasses are still there in the holy land?"
The elders present also looked at Hogelbang at the same time, except for Wang Yonghao who was still fighting with the dragon-shaped pattern.
Hoglbon hesitated for a moment. Answered: "I asked, as far as it knows, there are 5 plants with 600 years old and 3 plants with 1,000 years old."
In fact, there are more, but since Hao Ronglie is also present, Hogelbang is very clever and keeps it a little, so that the royal family of the Soul Empire will learn the news and put pressure on the Duke of Guardian's Mansion and ask Brother Feng to go from the holy land.
In exchange for enough soul-restoring grass to give the crazy Princess Hao a scoundrel Princess Xue.
Wang Tingyang, who was distracted to take care of Wang Yuefeng, spoke lightly: "It is impossible for the holy land to bring all these resurrection grasses to Wang Qing, so we assume that at most, we can get 3 600-year-old plants and 2 1,000-year-old plants.
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"In this way, the time it takes for Feng'er to wake up should be shortened to six days. Yonghao, I know you have never learned formations since you were a child. It is inevitable to make mistakes when you draw such patterns. I'll give you five
In the time of the clock, be sure to learn this pattern completely! Otherwise, I will do it myself! Although my bloodline and Feng'er are not close to you, I am his relative at least, and my spiritual formation level is also at the level of the division.
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According to Qinglong, the closer the blood relationship, the higher the chance of success of helping it connect to the holy land. For example, Wang Yuefeng's parents draw it. The possibility of success is 100%, and the time for transmission on the road will not exceed half a quarter of an hour.
But if it is separated by one level, it will be drawn by Wang Yuefeng's grandparents. The possibility of success will immediately drop to 75%; if it is separated by another level, it will be drawn by great-grandparents. The possibility of success will be only 50%.
Once it fails, this method is invalid!
Wang Tingyang is in blood, which is equivalent to Wang Yuefeng's great-grandfather's generation, so Wang Tingyang dare not bet on the 50% chance.
This is also why Wang Tingyang was here at the beginning and agreed to take Wang Yonghao over.
If Wang Tingyang came to draw this array diagram together with Baguqian, the time might be slower, but at least, under the premise that the array diagram is correctly drawn, the success rate will be 100%!
But Wang Tingyang himself did not expect that this nephew's formation talent was so bad!
Wang Yonghao's face turned red, but at the same time he also successfully aroused his competitive spirit: "Second Grandpa, I will definitely learn to draw this pattern accurately within half a day!"
In the following time, Wang Yonghao kept repeating the pattern on Qinglong's head. Qinglong was a little unhappy, but with Baguqian and Hogelbang, Lian Heng's successive comfort, he also knew that Wang Yonghao was
This move was to help Wang Yuefeng, but Qinglong still contributed his little head as an experiment.
Half a minute passed, but Wang Yonghao still failed. Fortunately, he became fierce at this time and would never give up until he successfully painted it. With the powerful Xuan Liquid Blood-Generating Pill to replenish blood, he was not afraid of his blood consumption.
Another half hour passed, but it still failed!
...Two clocks...two and a half clocks...three and a half clocks...
Wang Yonghao's eyes were gradually congested, and his unyielding eyes stared at Qinglong's head, repeating the same action again and again.
Baguqian, who was standing beside her, felt a little distressed. If it weren't for saving her only beloved son, she would have come forward to stop Wang Yonghao's gradually crazy behavior.
However, there was a little praise in the eyes of the old men such as Hameldillon, and a little anxious.
Everyone was curling their lips in their hearts. Although Wang Yuefeng is a formation genius, his biological father, Wang Yonghao, and the grandson of the Duke of the National Guard, are really an formation idiot!
Even Wang Tingyang's old face couldn't help but be slightly red at this moment. He is also a member of the Wang family. Wang Yonghao's formation talent is so poor that his face is also dull!
"I'm dizzy. If it were me, I would have done it in half an hour. It took so long? So hard?" Hogelbang secretly complained in his heart.
Because Wang Tingyang was present, everyone was not particularly nervous about Wang Yonghao's failure.
But as Baguqian looked, a little bit of awareness and emotion appeared in her beautiful eyes.
This is another way to atone for the previous suspicion and alienation of Feng'er!
"If Feng'er wakes up and knows that Yonghao has worked hard to repeatedly draw a very difficult figure for nearly four consecutive hours to save him, which has consumed a lot of brain and mental energy, and he should be moved!"
"Yonghao, for Feng'er, you must hold on, you must hold on! I believe you will succeed!"