Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 541

"Why didn't Senior Distraction open the door?"

"It's not that person who randomly released news to amuse us, why did the distracted monk fall in love with us?"

"Impossible. Didn't you see that the news on the jade biscuit has been standing still? Only the Great Distracted Cultivator has this qualification."

"Then maybe, it's hard to say that some big sect disciples sometimes play tricks."

So many monks gathered outside Box No. [-], but the distracted monk didn't come forward to let anyone in, so they couldn't help discussing.

The dialect hidden in the crowd was also a little puzzled. He didn't think that anyone would deliberately entertain him. What kind of place is this? A Nascent Soul cultivator who casually joked about the Emperor Zhan might not care about it, but there would never be a monk who was distracted so ignorant that he dared to challenge the authority of the Emperor Zhan.

Looking over the crowd, he looked at the door of that box, and then thought about the message he saw just now, asking to be proficient in the formation, the dialect suddenly became clear, and the co-authors are taking the opportunity to test.

The Great Distracted Cultivator did not dare to make fun of the rules set by the Zhan Emperor, and these Nascent Soul cultivators did not dare to joke in front of the Distracted Great Cultivator. The monks who dare to stand here still have great confidence in their formation skills The monk who discovered that the formation of the door of the box was different from other boxes was not the only monk who spoke in dialect, and soon someone discovered the clue.

"A strange formation is shrouded outside this box. This is not the original layout of the arena."

"It turns out that we are going to break the formation directly."

One person shouted out, and the others immediately noticed that some quick-handed monks had already begun to activate their exercises to try to break through the formation, but more people were watching the movements of these monks, without passing through. It is not a trivial matter to allow random attacks on the formations set up by the distracted monks. Although I have guesses in my heart, I still have to verify it. It is just right to see these reckless monks.

It's just that the formation arranged by the distracted monk is so easy to break open. Several people messed around for a long time, not only did not break the formation, but they didn't even find any doorway. One of the young men who tried to bombard the formation forcibly People have been injured by the countershock of the formation.

At this moment, a wave of spiritual consciousness came out from the formation, covering all the monks surrounded in front of the box: "Everyone listen, the news just now was sent by me, and the formation in front of me is the threshold for entry." , Whoever can pass this formation first will be considered qualified, breaking the formation is dangerous, weigh your own strength before trying to make a move, remember that everyone has one chance, and those who have not stepped into the formation within a hundred breaths will retreat immediately. Someone who continues to test will be killed by the counter-shock, and don't think about powerful bombardment, otherwise if you are bombarded or even bombarded by the formation, don't blame me for not reminding."

None of the monks here lack knowledge, and this divine sense is not concealed in the slightest. It really is the breath of the great monk who is distracted. When he hears the words of the big monk who is distracted, it is first come, first served. Even if someone starts to move, he just hears it. No one in the back has only one chance, and only a hundred breaths of time, but there is a slight pause. No one dares to ignore the bombarding words behind the distracted monk. It is not a threat, and the distracted monk is not a threat to them A group of Nascent Soul monks.

The fluctuations in the consciousness of the distracted great monks dissipated, monks who were confident enough or simply wanted to try their luck began to stimulate their means again, and attacked towards the formation, while more monks who had thoughts were carefully After carefully examining this formation, everyone could hear clearly the words of the distracted great monk. Stepping in with a hundred breaths is only the initial threshold, and stepping in and passing through are not the same thing.

After listening to the admonishment of the distracted monk, Fang Yan had a little affection for the distracted senior, at least it didn't sound like the kind of high-level existence that treats the Nascent Soul monk as nothing, Fang Yan narrowed his eyes, and began to Explore this formation.

One after another, the monks felt that they had seen the way, and stepped forward to try their hands. They saw dozens of monks in a row outside the No. [-] box using their own methods. The light ones just looked disappointed, but the heavy ones suffered some damage from the countershock of the formation.

Suddenly, Dialect, who was concentrating on exploring the formation, heard a monk screaming. Looking over there, he saw a figure flying out towards the back. After reaching the ground, he vomited blood from his mouth and was seriously injured, so he sat cross-legged and meditated there to recover, regardless of the many other people around him.

It was only a minor injury before. This is the first time someone has suffered such a serious injury. Everyone can see that this monk has already injured his origin. Even if he can recover, his realm will probably fall.

"Isn't that person Yuan Yuezong's head teacher? How could this be? It is rumored that he is quite skilled in formation techniques. He once broke through Linyue Lake by himself back then, and he seems to have gotten something precious."

"It deserves it. Senior Distracted has already said that he can't directly kill him, but he still dares to shoot."

Quietly, several people set their eyes on the injured monk. I don't know if it is a new hatred or an old hatred, but no one dares to offend the rules set by the distracted monk just now. The plan for the second shot, when you see this scene, even if you back away, the bombardment formation will be the most injured, but just now the distracted cultivator said that if the second shot is made, he will counter-shock and kill, and climb up with the distracted monk. Everyone is willing to benefit from friendship, but one's own life is more important.

"Well, there are really good people." Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and saw a middle-aged monk over there holding a strange magic weapon in his hand, trying to break through the formation. The formation had not changed at all, and suddenly there was a slightly Fluctuating, emitting a faint light.

Others also noticed the change there, and they all looked there. Seeing that the fluctuation became more and more obvious, and the range of the light was gradually expanding, the cultivator showed a hint of joy on his face, and raised his foot to Step into it.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yan shook his head slightly, and then heard a bang, and the monk was also blasted out, and his injuries seemed to be a little heavier than that of Yuan Yuezong's head teacher just now.

Those who are good at water drowned, and soon someone recognized this monk, who is also a monk famous for his formation, but he was also deflated in front of this formation.

It was so lively outside, but the three distracted monks in the box were a little disappointed.

"Red bald man, I don't think your method will work. How can a group of Nascent Soul monks have the strength to break through the cage formation of Taoist Ruo idiot? Even you and I can't do it."

The monk known as the red bald man glanced at him and said, "It's normal for you, Du Tianye, to be unable to break through. Is there any other way to attack you when you encounter a formation?"

Du Tianye, the monk who spoke just now, was exposed and stared at him, and said sarcastically, "I can't do it, can you do it? You're not the same, you only use brute force to bombard."

The red bald Taoist didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "I won't argue with you, but I asked Taoist Ruozhi to set up this cage circle formation. With a low cultivation base, there is still a chance to pass through the formation."

The female monk who had been silent all this time was also watching the movement outside, and said at this time: "Well, what the Taoist Hong said is not bad, when it comes to formations, some Nascent Soul monks should not be underestimated. It’s just a pity that I can step into the formation after a while.”

Hearing the female monk's words, the red bald Taoist stopped arguing, and said, "The man just now seems to have studied the formation, but the difference is still far away, causing a few fluctuations and he can't bear it, and even if he steps into the formation , the distance to pass is still far away, not to mention the place we are going to, the formation is much stronger than this cage formation, I am afraid that if someone can pass through this cage circle, it is still difficult to do it. "

Taoist Red Baldy immediately said: "Don't you think we really have to rely on the descendants of the Nascent Soul to break the formation, as long as he can find a way to break the formation, we are the ones who really contribute."

The three people in the box were still talking, and the dialect outside the box finally took a step forward, walking towards the door. It is not enough to detect a formation, and the only way to truly understand it is to test it yourself.

Fang Yan stopped at a place less than a foot away from the gate. Dozens of monks gathered in front of the gate and were working on it. If he wanted to go up in person, he had to wait for a vacancy.

Seeing another monk retreating in failure, Fang Yan was about to step forward, when suddenly a figure flashed by and moved towards the gap. me."

Originally, dialect didn't fight for this moment, but the rudeness of others made dialect feel uncomfortable.

The man didn't seem to expect that he would be stopped, looked at the dialect, and looked cold: "You want to stop me?"

Dialect narrowed his eyes, and glanced at the monk with a cold tone, Nascent Soul Dzogchen?He said, "It's not that I want to stop you, but it's my turn. If you want to step forward, go in line."

(End of this chapter)