Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 170 Feng Lingzhu

Although Yang Gan's attainments in the way of formations have far surpassed that of Han Li in the same period, it took a lot of effort to face this weird formation.

Recalling the records in Xin Ruyin's Formation Handbook, Yang Qian did not hesitate to pinpoint the formula, and began to gradually calculate the layout and weaknesses of the formation, looking for the eyes of the entire formation.

As the cracking of the formation was progressing, Yang Gan couldn't help being more and more surprised in his heart, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that the difficulty of breaking the formation was beyond imagination.

Fortunately, he and Xin Ruyin had studied various formations in depth together and obtained the inheritance of formations from ancient monks, otherwise it would have been difficult to deal with them today.

Yang Qian first followed a certain method in the formation manual and took out the formation flags, formation disks and other objects that had been prepared in advance, and arranged it into a simple formation to cover up the fluctuations of the formation's spiritual power.

Afterwards, he began to attack the weak points in the formation, or use spells to destroy the structure of the formation, or use special techniques to defuse the power of the formation.

The destruction of the entire formation mask has been proceeding steadily.

Even so, it took Yang Gan more than a month to break through this large formation.

At this moment, there is only the last restriction left, as long as this restriction is broken, that strange stone pillar will be completely exposed in front of Yang Qian's eyes.

The mask at this time is quite different from what Yang Gan saw at the beginning.

Not only has the area shrunk by half, but the color of the mask is not the original dim yellow, but has become the color of red flames. People who walk a little bit can feel an oncoming hot breath.

What is even more astonishing is that those colorful light bands in the wall of the mask turned into countless winged fire snakes, crawling around on the wall of the mask, constantly spitting out thin flames.

"Fire demon spirit 'winged evil'." Yang Gan grinned, looking up and down at the dancing winged fire snakes.

Chi evil, in the world of comprehension, is very rare, it can only be formed in a very special place, its life span is extremely short, and it often dissipates by itself after a few hours of survival.

But the demon fire they can spew out naturally is no less powerful than the pill fire of alchemy monks, and they like to devour the souls of mortals and the primordial spirit of cultivators the most, so it is very difficult to deal with.

This last restriction is obviously to make this place a place of three yangs, so these fire spirits can continue to live forever.

If there are monks who don't know the details and forcibly break through the restriction, they will definitely not escape the vicious hands of these evil wings.

"Familiar with the plot is the biggest advantage. If you don't know the existence of Winged Evil, it's really difficult to take out the water attribute magic weapon immediately."

With a slight smile, Yang Gan didn't panic at all when facing a difficult fire-type demon spirit like "Chi Evil".

After all, he was already prepared.

The next moment, Yang Qian calmly raised his right hand and flicked it quickly.

A short stick, a small hammer, a silver hairpin, and a soft three-foot-long whip were thrown out from the storage spirit ring in Yang Gan's hand, and they were suspended on his body steadily. In front of it, a faint blue aura looms from above.

These few magic tools are all water attribute objects.

Scanning around the mask, Yang Gan hesitantly clicked on the magic weapon in front of him.

Whoosh whoosh!
The short stick, the small hammer, the silver hairpin, and the long whip all flew out with a quick turn, and after drawing an arc, they landed on the four corners of the mask, three feet above the ground. Turn slowly.

After inspecting it carefully for a while, seeing that there was nothing wrong with the four artifacts, Yang Qian looked around again, then nodded in satisfaction, and then flicked his fingers with confidence, and as soon as the aura flickered on his fingers, counted Ten blue formation flags, formation disks and other unified water-attribute formation equipment all flew out of the storage spirit ring, and began to wander around Yang Gan.

Yang Gan flicked his ten fingers without saying a word, and the sound of "噗" and "噗" immediately came in an endless stream.

All these array flags flew to the surroundings of the red mask in response to the sound, and then slowly fell down according to a certain pattern.

The flagpole of the array flag, under a circle, was directly inserted into the ground several inches.

As for the formation disk, it floated steadily a few inches above the ground, forming a formidable formation.

"It seems to be going very smoothly." Yang Gan looked at the formation flags and formation disks that had been fully activated, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.

The process of unlocking the last restriction went smoothly. When the crimson mask broke, all the "Winged Evil" escaped in the future, and all of them were completely wiped out by the water attribute magic weapon controlled by Yang Gan in advance.

This kind of fire-type demon spirit has a short lifespan and is completely useless if it is left behind. It would not be a pity to destroy it.

"It's done!"

Yang Qian's face showed joy, and his eyes looked at the strange stone pillar exposed in the middle.

Since there is no restriction, with Yang Qian's powerful consciousness and eyesight, he can still see everything on the stone pillar clearly even if he is not in front of the stone pillar.

The runes on this stone pillar are very weird. From the top to the bottom of the stone pillar, there are altogether eight huge ancient symbols hovering and imprinted, and there are countless strange stripes. Moreover, the whole stone pillar is inlaid with many rare Yin-Yang jades, evenly distributed. Distributed on the entire stone pillar, there is a faint black and white light shining.

"Spirit Sealing Pillar!"

Yang Qian's figure flickered suddenly, and he immediately came to the vicinity of this strange stone pillar.

This Spirit Sealing Pillar looks like an ordinary stone pillar on the surface, but it is actually made by mixing more than ten kinds of extremely precious refining materials. This pillar alone is worth five or six thousand spirit stones.

This kind of strange thing is actually a huge magic weapon specially used to seal the surrounding spiritual energy and completely isolate the spiritual energy from leaking out during the ancient monk period.

Usually there are only two utilities.

In order to seal a certain kind of extremely rare elixir, spirit herb, so as to prevent its aura from leaking out and cause a great loss of spirituality, it is only willing to spend such a large amount of money.

The other is to suppress some powerful ghosts and spirits, and this thing will also be used to prevent them from changing and hiding.

If other people came here, they might think it contained some rare spiritual grass, but Yang Qian knew in his heart that the person sealed inside was a thousand-year-old ghost.

blah blah blah!
With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian slowly walked towards the "Sealing Spirit Pillar". After pausing, he looked up and down a few more times, gave a low shout, flicked his sleeves, and hugged the pillar with both arms. The stone pillar then exerted force.

Rumble!
With the violent vibration, the stone pillar about two feet high suddenly turned.

A golden light flashed in Yang Gan's eyes, and the dazzling golden light buzzed out, and the speed of the "Fengling Pillar" became faster and faster. After turning three times, he squinted his eyes slightly and moved hard to the side. Give it a hard push.

boom!
(End of this chapter)