Chapter 376: Between the Cliffs

In the law enforcement hall, the masters of the peaks were still gathered together to talk. Suddenly, a powerful mysterious energy came from the distance. Everyone was shocked and pressed their swords, but the next moment the person was standing in front of them, making everyone stunned for a moment. Dazed.

Ji Changyun.

"Uncle Ji." The peak masters saluted one after another.

The old man has not appeared in front of people for too long, especially because many people know that the mountain gate formation was ordered by Xiao Tingshu to strip him of his true energy. But now Xiao Tingshu seems to be colluding with foreign enemies. After the necessary etiquette, everyone simply does not know what to do. What attitude should I take to face this sudden figure?

"Where is the mountain gate array pivot?" Ji Changyun tilted his head and asked.

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After only a moment of silence, Dai Shangyu immediately stepped forward and said, "Sir, I'm still in the Lianxin Pavilion."

"Come with me, one of you." Ji Changyun said, then swept away with his sword.

Without giving others time to react, Dai Shangyu followed immediately.

Arriving at Lianxin Pavilion, many people from the Law Enforcement Hall were still searching and verifying. Ji Changyun went straight to the depths with a look of astonishment. Several of Kongtong's own formation masters were discussing in low voices around the mountain formation. Ji Changyun stepped forward. , everyone who raised their eyes was stunned.

"Seal this true energy." Ji Changyun ordered in a calm voice, handing the stain on the sword to several people, "forbid them to come in or out."

"Uncle Master, this is"

Ji Changyun did not answer, watching them complete the order, take back the sword, and head towards the Sword Belly Mountain.

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Secret Valley.

Among the towering green mountains and the shade of Thuja cypress, a small courtyard that is almost isolated from the world is built against the cliff.

The first ray of morning light poured in, illuminating the sound of "chuck, chuck" in the courtyard.

Meng Li pressed the bright white sword blade and sharpened it silently.

It was as if he was the only one in the entire valley. He had lost his powerful energy and could not leave this small courtyard. In the past few days and nights, he could only repeat these boring and monotonous behaviors over and over again.

The man did not prohibit all his actions, including practicing swordsmanship, but Meng Li had no intention of wielding it and just put the extremely sharp blade back into its sheath.

In the past, in the Valley of Lakes and Mountains, his master urged him over and over again to complete the three chapters of "Snow Collapsing Snow". He really gritted his teeth and moved forward day and night, thinking that as long as he struggled to reach it, he could rewrite the coming disaster. Now that he has completed the three chapters of "Sword and Sword", On his own, he didn't know what to practice anymore.

He stood up and stared at the morning sun for a moment, then turned back to the house and walked straight into the inner hall without stopping. When he pressed his hand on the wall, a hissing voice came from behind without warning.

"When did he come back?"

Meng Li turned around. The old man was leaning against the pillar. His clothes were stained with blood and his hair was messy. He looked at him with gray eyes and held a strange and beautiful long sword in his arms. Meng Li remembered this man. They had met once before on a rainy night in Bowang. He seemed to be the He Inspector of Shaolong Road, and he had been following the case since then.

But Meng Li didn't expect that he would appear here at this time. The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Meng Li turned around first and whispered: "Last night."

He pressed the wall in front of him and sent a tiny wisp of infuriating energy. The mountain wall was suddenly filled with ripples like water ripples. He stepped forward into the ripples in front of him.

"Do you want to kill him?" Wudong hissed.

Meng Li paused and turned his head. The old man looked at him with gray eyes calmly: "I'll give you this chance."

"How are you going to kill him?"

"Let's see what he is doing first." Wudong drew his sword and stepped forward, piercing the center of the ripple with his sword. The next moment, the mysterious energy generated electric light from his arm, and a dazzling thunder screamed in the sleeves. It destroyed everything.

Meng Li was forced to take three steps back by this power, and looked at the hole revealed in front of him in a daze.

"Let's go." Wudong walked in first without any scruples.

There are no extra corridors. The entrance is the first large hall. It is not the layout of any common room. It is completely formed in a specific order based on the owner's habits - a huge drawing directly fills the front stone wall. , two feet wide and five feet long, with fine and complicated lines covering this plane. At first glance, it has a chaotic beauty, but if you look at every detail, it is extremely clean and orderly.

Array diagram.

Wudong paused in front of the unimaginable complexity and beauty of the huge formation map drawn using the entire stone hall, and his eyes were completely attracted by it.

After squinting for a long time, the old man tapped the edge five times with his sword: "This is the five peaks of Kongtong Lotus Heart."

Meng Li looked at the mural: "I don't know what those five peaks look like."

But what the old man said is right. The backbone of this array is composed of the mountains and water between the lotuses. They are connected with each other by countless incomprehensible lines. When the eyes work hard to enter this layer of structure, , those complicated lines suddenly became divided into shades - the countless thin lines in the shallow layer and deeper layers were almost too light to be seen. Only in this layer, the hard and cold main structure, was a huge and shocking winding line. It surrounds and entrenches itself vividly.

Wudong stared deeply for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the surrounding furnishings.

This is indeed such a hall. Over the past many days and nights, the man has been displaying his array talent here. A wide and long desk is covered with sketched papers, and the huge book wall next to it is decorated with various precious materials. The rare array books are filled.

Various colored pens and inks are arranged in a row on the table, and many spiritual materials are piled up on the entire wall opposite.

A large bench was placed in the middle of all this. Sitting on it, looking up, you can see this huge mural. In front of you is a desk. With a hand, you can easily take out books from the shelf.

Wudong lowered his eyes to look at the chair, picked up a few yellow-brown papers from its hand, and made a clear distinction from the other white and thick pages on the desk.

Wudong was not a formation master, but he had entered the threshold of formation. At this time, he lowered his eyes to look at the paper, which was full of random patterns, and achieved some useless functions-if you don’t shout out the name of the sword, you can’t pull it out and so on.

You can almost imagine how the man nestled comfortably in this chair, like a poet making a sentence, sketching out a few interesting small formations in the gap between hard thinking, but never putting them into practice.

"Go inside." Wudong took a few deep looks at the mural at last, and walked out of this hall.

There was no barrier in front of the door of the next hall. Wudong walked in, and this hall was filled with weapon paths.

The shape of Kongtong standard long swords was painted all over the stone wall, but what completely attracted the old man's attention were several misty beads arranged in a line.

They were all covered with glass, similar in shape, but with obvious differences in the patterns and designs, and the materials also showed distinct new and old.

Wudong's eyes fell on the beginning, where there were no beads, but there was a realistic painting, a mysterious little bead as black as a pupil was painted on it, and all around it were extremely detailed disassembly drawings about it.

An old book was placed under it, and Wudong opened it to check it out. The ink in it was simply fresh and flying.

"[Pupil]

Found in the Bronze Palace, suspected to be a companion of a certain magic weapon.

After disassembling the array pattern and analyzing it, most of it is difficult to understand, but there is no "belief" in it, so it is known that the solitary bead is not stimulated by anything, and its purpose remains to be explored.

The material seems to be made of multiple smelting, but many of its characteristics are very similar to "heart amber", suspected to be related to the feelings of people's mind.

Verification:

The six layers of painted patterns are disassembled one by one, and then the heart amber is polished into a completely identical shape, and the array pattern is engraved on it layer by layer, so a complete imitation is obtained.

The finished instrument is worn on the body and nourished with true energy. It can record what you see and hear, but what you see with the naked eye is distorted and jumping. It is speculated that there must be a "decoding" device.

It is hazy like a beautiful jade, mysterious and excellent, and it is worn by gentlemen, and it is called [seeing body].

It is known that the ability of [Pupil] should be similar to this."

Wudong kept his eyes for a moment, and moved his eyes to the first bead next to him. It was indeed a physical object carved by Xinbo, but it was not the "Jian Shen" mentioned above.

There was a small old ink character below, and the handwriting was still the same person - not everyone can write such calligraphy - but the spirit in it was suddenly suppressed into a cruel coldness.

"Guihai Spring. The many special features of the original object are due to the material, and the pattern must be modified. Change the true qi circuit to the mysterious qi circuit, so that the wearer does not need to provide it, and it is also avoided by others."

"It is called [Know the enemy]."

"Guihai Spring was twenty years ago."

Wudong's indifferent eyes swept over it. He remembered what Sui Zaihua said about what happened twenty years ago, and since that snowy night, the man changed the name of the same magic weapon, and his attitude changed from "a gentleman's wear" to "avoiding others' notice".

All the subsequent variants were what he did after joining Huansi Tower. The genius who came from a remote background did get the resources he had wanted to pursue, and his talents in both formations and weapons were fully utilized here.

Until another huge turning point occurred ten years later.