There is about ten feet of distance between the palm of the boulder and the mountain.
If several people go down side by side at the same time, it will seem crowded. There is a shallow pit on the mountain wall facing the palm, about the size of a human face.
The three young men surnamed Bai immediately scanned over with their spiritual senses; they were already a little impatient.
In just a moment, except for the female cultivator named Yang, the other two withdrew their spiritual consciousness.
The monk named Yan looked at Song Rongdao with a puzzled look.
"Brother Song, there is no restriction there, this is..."
This time, even the young man surnamed Bai looked at Song Rongdao. His spiritual sense also did not find any spiritual energy or demonic energy condensed there. Could it be that the other party took them to the wrong place
What's more, such an "entrance" is easily overlooked, just like a "narrow" mezzanine.
If we add to this the fact that there was no restriction fluctuation at all, if people did not believe that Song Rongdao would not joke about this matter, they would have the urge to chop Song Rongdao directly with a knife.
Hearing the question asked by the cultivator named Yan, the female cultivator named Yang sneered without waiting for Song Rongdao to answer. It was only at this moment that she withdrew her spiritual consciousness.
"If I'm not mistaken, there is a 'Hidden Scales and Colors Array' here that has long disappeared. Daoist Fellow Yan probably hasn't even heard of this name!"
The female cultivator named Yang had the opportunity to belittle the other party, and she did so without hesitation.
The cultivator named Yan was stunned when he heard this. He had never heard of the name of this formation before.
But he didn't want to look at the other party's smug face any longer, and was about to retort with a sneer, but was interrupted by the young man surnamed Bai's slightly surprised voice.
"Fellow Daoist Yang said that there is a 'Hidden Scales and Colors Formation' set up below. But is it the ancient 'Hidden Scales and Colors Formation' method that is said to allow a dragon to transform into wind and clouds, with its internal energy and colorful scales embedded in its body, making it difficult to see its true form?"
Hearing the question from the young man surnamed Bai, a hint of surprise appeared on the pretty face of the female cultivator surnamed Yang. She did not expect that the other party was so knowledgeable that he actually knew the origin of the "Hidden Scales and Colorful Array".
Seeing the surprise on the face of the female cultivator named Yang, the young man named Bai gave a bitter smile.
"I have only seen this name and a brief introduction in an ancient book on formations. I can only guess at the specific power of this formation, so please don't look at me like that."
After listening to the other party's explanation, the female cultivator surnamed Yang finally showed a relieved expression. Song Rongdao and the cultivator surnamed Yan were also surprised and stopped questioning the young man surnamed Bai.
"Haha, Brother Yang is really amazing. He figured out the secret with just a little exploration. I knew nothing about it at the beginning and even tried to crack it by force.
At that time, I really thought that I had broken the formation restrictions here.
Because of this, I didn’t get very far before the formation started working again. If I hadn’t reacted quickly, I would have been trapped inside.”
There was a glimmer in Song Rongdao's eyes as he looked at the female cultivator named Yang.
The female cultivator named Yang also deeply agreed with this. The greatest effect of the "Hidden Scales and Colors Array" is concealment and defense.
However, its defense method is completely different from other refined formations. It is more about luring the enemy deep inside and accumulating strength secretly, like a hidden dragon at the side, suddenly revealing its whiskers, scales and sharp claws.
From this, she thought of what happened to Song Rongdao when he thought he had broken the restriction and went some distance into the formation.
The ancient "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" appeared directly. Even if the opponent was not yet an adult, if there were restrictions to assist the attack, Song Rongdao could still escape. His means were truly amazing.
But she is also smart and can think of these things, but she won't say them out loud.
Seeing that the other party could see the origin of the formation restriction below at a glance, Song Rongdao couldn't help but feel overjoyed. It seemed that he had really found the right person this time.
If he hadn't had the help of the "Seven-Colored Glazed Lamp" last time, which blocked the attack of the "Dark Spirit Bat" at the critical moment, he would have been trapped in this formation, and would have been in great danger.
He still felt frightened when he thought of what happened, but he spoke again with an even more intense smile.
"It seems that Brother Yang will have no problem breaking this formation."
The female cultivator named Yang did not answer immediately, but thought about it seriously for a while before continuing.
"Fellow Daoist Song, I only know the general method of refining the 'Hidden Scales and Colors Formation'. This formation has long been lost..."
When she said this, her tone paused, as if she was thinking about how to organize the words.
"Haha, so this fellow Daoist Yang doesn't know how to crack it at all. I thought that fellow Daoist Yang could crack it easily."
The monk named Yan finally seized the opportunity and immediately made a sarcastic remark.
Song Rongdao also frowned slightly. The female cultivator named Yang was the one with the strongest attainments in formation among the cultivators he knew.
"Could it be that we really miscalculated this time? Should we ask the cultivators from the big sects to come and help? But what should we do with these people in front of us? Should we kill them all?"
In an instant, countless thoughts surged in Song Rongdao's mind, but the expression on his face only became more solemn, with no other strange expression.
No one noticed this, but he was just lost in thought because of what the female cultivator named Yang said, and didn't know that he had planned to kill someone to silence him so quickly.
In response to the ridicule from the cultivator named Yan, the female cultivator named Yang simply curled her lips slightly.
“However, I did study the ‘Hidden Scales and Colored Array’ for a period of time. Although I can no longer replicate its refining method, I can still guess the general means.
With these estimates and judgments, combined with other means, this formation may not be impossible to break, it just takes more time for me."
As soon as she said this, Song Rongdao's face was filled with smile again.
"How long will it take, Brother Yang?"
"This is not very clear yet. Don't get close to the formation. I'll go down and take a look first!"
The female cultivator named Yang did not immediately give a time to break the restriction, but flew down directly.
In this regard, Song Rongdao's face not only did not show disappointment, but his smile spread even wider. This kind of person is a real doer. If the female cultivator surnamed Yang gave a time to break the formation without hesitation, Song Rongdao would think that the other party's chance of success is not high.
If someone dares to give a time to crack a formation that you are not familiar with, that is not very reliable.
There is only about ten feet between the palm-shaped boulder and the mountain, which is quite wide for a person to fit in.
But for a monk who is casting a spell, the space is extremely narrow. If he is not careful, the spell he is casting may directly rebound upon himself.
The female cultivator named Yang flew and landed in front of the pit on the stone wall. She first carefully released her spiritual sense to sense for about ten breaths, and then suddenly made a hand gesture, and a blooming red peony appeared in her hands.
"go!"
After she gave a light shout, the red peony rose slowly and then quickly flew into the pit on the mountain wall.
As soon as the red peony fell into the pit, it began to spin rapidly, leaving behind red streaks of light.
After just a few breaths, it turned into red stars and disintegrated, but there was no movement in the pit, not even a trace of spiritual or demonic energy feedback.
The female cultivator named Yang frowned, she thought that this was the most appropriate technique to deal with the "Hidden Scales and Colors Formation", but it was like a drop in the ocean and there was no reaction at all.
After thinking about it, she changed her magic spell again and took out bamboo pieces from her storage bag and offered them as sacrifices.
Fifteen breaths later, there was still no movement in the pit on the mountain.
Then, the woman surnamed Yang practiced several sets of spells in succession and used different formation tools. Finally, after the sixth spell, a faint restriction wave appeared in the pit.
This made the three people above happy, but it was just a moment of joy. After flashing a few times, the restriction wave disappeared again.
This time, the female cultivator named Yang fell into a long period of contemplation, and the three people standing above were silently watching everything that happened below.
Even the cultivator named Yan stopped making sarcastic remarks. Although he was lustful, he was not stupid. He would not incur public wrath by mocking a formation master at this time.
It is estimated that the female cultivator named Yang does not need to take any action, as the two people beside her will immediately drive him away.
The female cultivator named Yang just faced the mountain with a frown on her face, remaining silent. After half an incense stick of time had passed, a hint of struggle appeared on her jade-like face, which was invisible to others.
There was a fierce struggle in her heart.
"This is a place protected by the 'Hidden Scales and Colors Formation'. This formation has disappeared for too long, so the origin of the secret cave behind the formation must be just as Song Rongdao said.
It should be a relic from ancient times, or even from an even older time. The value of the benefits must be very high, and it should be worth fighting for once...
The three of them should not be able to see the magic that I cracked. This magic has been used several times elsewhere, and no one could recognize it.
Well... there's probably more than a 50% chance that they won't be able to tell, so should we try it out again..."
After more than ten breaths, a look of determination flashed in the eyes of the female cultivator named Yang.
As her plump body moved slightly, she took out a compass that looked like it was covered with moss. It looked very old and simple.
She slapped the storage bag again, and a colorful butterfly made of unknown material appeared in her other jade hand.
Then, she gently suspended the compass in front of her, chanted a spell, and pointed in the air with one hand.
As she moved her fingers nearly a hundred times, two green lights began to emit from the moss-like surface of the compass.
After the two rays of light appeared, the three people above clearly saw that in each ray of green light, there were tiny runes rolling inside.
But before they could react, the two blue lights quickly split into four, then eight, sixteen, and thirty-two...
At this time, the suspended compass was already shaking uncontrollably, and the female cultivator named Yang had sweat dripping down her forehead.
She gave a sudden and light scolding sound, and after the thirty-two azure rays of light trembled violently for a long time, they suddenly split again, this time becoming forty-nine rays of light.
As the green light emitted by the compass turned into forty-nine rays, which were originally as thick as a baby's arm, each one turned into a thin beam of light, only an inch long.
Looking at the compass in the hands of the female cultivator named Yang from a distance, it looked like a cluster of green petals surrounding the compass.
The female cultivator named Yang's face turned a little pale, and her two plump peaks were rising and falling violently, as if someone was pulling bellows, which was breathtaking.
Because of the spiritual shield protecting him, the sea water cannot get close to him.
In just a few short breaths, her long skirt, which was already tightly wrapped around her body, was soaked with sweat.
A pair of spectacular snow-white and smooth breasts appeared and disappeared in the violent rise and fall of the chest, sometimes hazy, sometimes sticking to the clothes, all white.
Creating forty-nine green rays was her limit.
In order for the compass to be most effective it must be able to produce sixty-four green rays, but she was unable to do so.
"I hope to get a glimpse of the gate of life and death inside!"
The female cultivator named Yang thought silently in her heart, and the next moment, she threw the colorful butterfly in her other hand into the air in front of her.
At the same time, with the guidance of spiritual power, a green light on the compass suddenly shot out and stretched out, hitting the colorful butterfly through the air.
In an instant, the butterfly came to life, its wings, which had been still, flapped violently, and it flew towards the pit on the mountain wall.
After quickly touching a certain position in the pit, the colorful butterfly's pair of slender antennae kept trembling gently, as if looking for food.