The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 842 Resolved
"Think about it carefully." Xie Wanrong really racked his brains, hoping to get some inspiration from Si Qing's mouth.

"These are two formations..." Si Qing sighed: "Even if you give me eight heads, I can't figure it out...Feng Qing, don't praise me."

Even if Si Qing continued to study forbidden techniques, he never thought of combining the two formations.

"Then tell me why you can't think of it." Xie Wanrong was also forced to have no choice but to ask such a nonsensical question.

Si Qing seemed to be really frightened, and replied solemnly: "Feng Qing, even though I have studied forbidden arts for so many years, I have never thought of combining two formations."

"Oh?" Xie Wanrong waited for her next words.

"Not to mention, each of these formations and each of the formations are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. If you want to merge the two formations, it is simply looking for trouble and finding problems for yourself. I am a person who always thinks simple. Put yourself in this situation."

"Mutual generation and mutual restraint..." Xie Wanrong said slowly, she picked up the two formations she had drawn, "Look at how these two formations are mutual generation and mutual restraint."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I already had the answer in my heart.

One created, one imprisoned, one born, one imprisoned, this is already the place of greatest restraint.

Sure enough, Si Qing said seriously: "If I'm not wrong, one of the formations should be the creation technique. Listen to these two names, creation, creation, confinement, confinement, isn't this the same as mutual generation and mutual restraint?" ."

Xie Wanrong nodded slightly, applying the two seals of mutual generation and mutual restraint together, the formation that wants to be cracked - then the only place where the two formations intersect must be found!

As long as the intersection is broken, the two formations will be broken.

Xie Wanrong's almond eyes sparkled, she took a step forward, and grabbed Si Qing's arm in surprise: "Si Qing, thank you! It's great to meet you!"

"...Then why are you pushing me..." Si Qing couldn't help but be pushed towards the door by Xie Wanrong.

"I figured it out, you go out first, I figured it out!" Xie Wanrong pushed Si Qing over the threshold with extra excitement, and closed the door.

"..."

Before Si Qing had time to react, he was kicked out of the door. Looking at the two wooden doors closed in front of him, he swallowed his saliva, and awkwardly glanced at Hong Ling beside him.

He gave a bitter laugh, turned around, stopped looking at Hongling, casually shook his sleeves, and said to himself: "Just think about it, just think about it."

It is not difficult to find the common ground between the two formations.

When Xie Wanrong drew the two formations, she already vaguely knew what they have in common, but there was always something missing. Today, Si Qing completely understood her.

Two things that are incompatible must be connected with the only point of similarity, just like a bond.

Formation is no exception, the two formations that generate and restrain each other, the most important thing that allows these two formations to activate at the same time, is this commonality.

Xie Wanrong narrowed his eyebrows slightly, pointed with two fingers precisely on the drawing paper: "This is it!"

The light golden streamer shines like stars in the pupils.

Su Jing was able to survive because of this seal.

As long as this seal is broken, Su Jing will disappear completely!
Xie Wanrong's slender fingers ruthlessly crumpled the drawing paper, pinched it in his hands, and ruthlessly recited two words: "Su Jing!"

(End of this chapter)