"Senior, this is the ice and fire-sealed sky formation created by the younger generation. It has no grade and no rank. It gradually deepens following the formation of the formation and the comprehension of the artistic conception of cold ice."
Luo Xingchen stepped out of the ice, stepping on the ice slag, and said seriously.
Tai Moyan subconsciously let out an exclamation: "Wizard—"
He only felt that his throat was dry, opened his mouth, and looked at Luo Xingchen sincerely, his eyes real and earnest: "Luo Xingchen, little friend Luo, would you like to worship me as a teacher? I teach various higher-level formations to you."
Without thinking, Luo Xingchen bowed and saluted: "Thank you seniors, juniors have mentors."
Tai Moyan was not surprised, as Luo Xingchen was so talented, he felt normal with the guidance of a mentor behind him.
Otherwise, if one person fumbles and gets to this point, it is really terrifying.
Tai Moyan looked at Luo Xingchen's body, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed. The sea of qi was broken, the meridians, and the reversal were in a mess. He had some doubts about how Luo Xingchen survived.
He couldn't help sighing, and asked with concern: "Where is your master? You are so badly hurt, why didn't he come to save you?"
Luo Xingchen lowered his head, with a hint of sadness, and said the existence of Feng Henxi.
Tai Moyan finally understood that Luo Xingchen's master, speaking of it, could only be regarded as a half master, and hurriedly taught him the law and secret treasures, and then left.
After that, Luo Xingchen walked over by himself.
One can imagine how much Luo Xingchen suffered along the way.
But this seems to be the real master.
Don't shelter the disciples, give them a piece of space, and let them grow on their own.
Only if you don't spoil yourself, can you make your disciples full of wings and comprehend the true Tao.
It turned out that this was the gap between Tong Fazheng and Luo Xingchen.
Tongfa is counted as an evildoer, Taimoyan is also a person who protects the calf, and it is not a lot of protection when Tongfa is in danger.
After hearing the word divine body, Tai Moyan could already feel how powerful the master behind Luo Xingchen was.
Before Luo Xingchen practiced martial arts, he also went against the trend all the way, now he is rebuilding the formation way, more than half a year...
Tai Moyan laughed blankly, no words could describe his mood at the moment.
He tried to calm himself and smiled slightly: "Hehe...what's the matter, I will accept you as a disciple, and it will not prevent him from still being your mentor.
I know his place in your heart, no one can replace it.
You now have no shortage of talents, and chances are you can work hard to get them.
But what I want to do is to help you build momentum, so that your name can resound in the sky in other planes.
Your talent should not be buried, someone needs to see it.
If you are willing, then worship me as a teacher, you are still you, and you have never changed.
If you want to be self-reliant, I can also ignore you just like your master.
But I can help you when you can't stand up to a strong enemy, and look at your waste body, it's not because of lack of backing.
Sometimes, the sky will kill you, no matter how strong your willpower is, what's the use
I will be your backer, in times of crisis, pull you back! "
Taimoyan finished speaking earnestly, and finally said sincerely: "You, are you willing?"
Luo Xingchen thought, he shook his head decisively after all.
"Thank you for the kindness of seniors, I will fight for everything the juniors want! The juniors don't care about the reputation, I can make a name for myself!
My way is only understood by myself, I will follow my own heart and go all the way, never stop! "
Tai Moyan saved him affectionately, so Luo Xingchen refused in a word.
There was some regret in his heart suddenly.
But more, it is an appreciation.
"Oh... it's nothing more. If you think so, the old man is relieved. I'm afraid that I will lead you the wrong way and delay you. That's right, that's fine."
Tai Moyan smiled kindly and calmly.
Immediately, he solemnly said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to go to a teacher. If you need the scroll of formation, the collection of the sky array, you can read it at will. It's getting late, you go back to rest and prepare for tomorrow's challenge."
Luo Xingchen got up and went back, out of the hall, it was night, the moonlight was dim, everything was silent.
From time to time, there will be some fighting sounds from these four parties, and I don't know whether it is a contest or a life and death duel.
Luo Xingchen closed his eyes and focused, quietly comprehending his own formation.
Tomorrow, I don't know if I can see Qin Yang, his heart can't wait.
"laugh!"
The ink wheel knife took the initiative to fly out, and the knife seemed to be alive, floating in the air, shaking from side to side.
"Master Chen! You are so mighty! You really have good luck everywhere, but are you stupid, a magnificent mood, in this high-level plane, anyway, there is invincible existence, you apprentice, there are advantages and disadvantages! Why do you have to refuse?"
The Tiangong Beast was old-fashioned and had to criticize Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen glanced at the shadow of this little beast playfully: "You were in the hall just now, why didn't you persuade me?"
The Tiangong Beast had a black face: "The little master is not stupid, you know the potential of the ink wheel knife, it can evolve infinitely, what if this old thing covets me? Am I miserable?"
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "Senior Taimoyan, who is not a pedantic person, how can he be greedy for these extraneous things?"
The Tiangong Beast couldn't help but argued: "I rely on... If you untie all of my 81 inscriptions, I can split the plane with one knife! I think at the beginning, the little master was also suppressing an era!"
Luo Xingchen said: "I know what you mean, but let's do everything slowly. I will untie your inscription now, I can't hold the ink wheel knife!"
The Skymancer had to curl his lips and whispered: "I know..."
"call out!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed, a jade hand slammed Luo Xingchen's shoulder, and a few smiles came out: "Hehe... Long time no see!"
Luo Xingchen had a black line and his body was stiff.
Mo Xiaoxun's words came again.
She flashed forward and began to greet Luo Xingchen enthusiastically, as if she hadn't seen it in a long time.
Luo Xingchen's forehead creases appeared, and his hands fisted repeatedly: "You are too boring."
"That's right! You still understand me! Quack..."
Mo Xiaoxun is still so lively.
She casually showed a list, and smiled slyly: "Let's see, we will surely be divided into a group tomorrow. Our opponent is a celestial array mage, who is good at using golden bans. Surgery!"
Luo Xingchen took the list curiously and took a closer look. There was a simple introduction on it: He Lianwei, who joined the Celestial Array at the age of sixty-eight, was one of the seventy-three silver medal protectors.
His own forbidden technique confines everything. In his formation, his actions will be constrained, unable to move, and will be shot with an advantageous sword. If he is not careful, he will die without a place to be buried.
The biggest record so far has been to defeat the Seven Di Yuan Realm Consummation alone!
Luo Xingchen's mouth twitched, a little shocked. He squinted and looked at Mo Xiaoxun with a strange expression: "This is our opponent? Can you handle it?"
"Hehe, I'm just a rookie, I can't even beat the near abyss."
Mo Xiaoxun stuck out his tongue and said helplessly.
"They won't be dead. If we can survive a stick of incense in his formation without losing combat power, then we will win."
Mo Xiaoxun explained calmly.
Luo Xingchen asked back: "What if it can break the formation?"
Mo Xiaoxun was stunned for a moment, sweating coldly...
The next day, the sun rose, and many people gathered under the sky array tower.
The more than 300 people who were promoted yesterday were assigned to twelve groups, each with more than 20 people, who were to face twelve array masters of varying strengths in the sky array.
At this time, under the Sky Formation Tower, the VIP seats were pulled up, and there were some brand-new faces, showing their faces one by one.
But on the left, among a group of people, there are young people, old men, and five women, with elegant temperament and strong breath, with brilliant brilliance in their eyes.
They come from one of the eight king-level forces, from the blue shadow domain.
There is a man wearing a silver dragon pattern gown, from one of the eight king-level forces, Qianlong Mansion.
There is a first-born horned man with a strong body and strong muscles. He comes from the Tiger Yuan domain.
Some of the remaining people also have great backgrounds. This is the first group on the VIP table.
On the right, there are people who are full of arms, but give people a deep and terrible feeling.
Luo Xingchen glanced away and found that these seats were almost full.
But there are still some vacancies.
The strength of these people is uneven, but they all have a great origin.
Among them is Beiyuan Mansion, which is a direct subsidiary of Qianlong Mansion.
In Qianlong Mansion, there is a ninth-order dragon clan who originally belonged to a low bloodline, but he changed his fate against the sky, and through his efforts, he made his flesh tyrannical and tore open the mountains with his bare hands.
He has a good nature, has married many wives, and has a good relationship with many human races in the Baichuan Continent.
The young man wearing a silver dragon-patterned gown was the saint son of Qianlong Mansion and the eldest son of Beiyuan Mansion, the grandson of the dragon clan.
Then, one after another, another group of people came. As the host of the sky array, they didn't dare to neglect, and they said hello.
In the end, there are only three seats left, which are still vacant.
Luo Xingchen stared at these three seats closely, and he always had a special premonition.
A master of the formation of the sky array stood up and flew to the center with a smile on his face and smiled and announced: "From today, the selection in the future is very important. Every level can represent your potential. You guys. The farther you go, the more chance you have to be favored by the eight king-level forces.
People with real potential can choose to stay in the sky array, be blessed by the sky array, practice with great concentration, and comprehend the array path.
You can also choose to go to the great king-level forces, create a human formation for them, protect the sect, become a teacher, and cultivate geniuses for them. You will surely receive generous and preferential treatment.
Today I will give you a special treatment, twelve groups, more than 20 people, and you will not suffer anymore when dealing with a formation mage. "
Many contestants heard it and almost vomited blood.
Every array mage in the sky array is so powerful, and they can't beat a hundred of them. It's not that a large number can determine success or failure.
The host had just finished the announcement, and saw three figures swooping in, two sword repairmen, following an extraordinary young man, respectfully.
"he came!"
Someone raised their heads, concentrated all their attention, and looked at the young man, all seemed to be attracted.
This is a young man with a unique charm.
His eyes are sharp as swords, and there is a hint of thunder in them, deep and endless.
Luo Xingchen looked at this figure, and in an instant, it became sluggish.
Suppressing his breath, his eye sockets were moist, he opened his mouth, his voice became choked, and he muttered silently: "Qin Yang... Big Brother..."