Chapter 817 Formation, It Wasn't So Difficult

Han Fei was very embarrassed at the moment.

What formation? The problem is: Canghaishu, I can't read it either!

Although he can use the formation lines in the book, he really doesn't know which lines correspond to which formations.

Han Fei couldn't help asking: "Can a single line form an array?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Yes, but you have to analyze the formation structure within this single line."

"Huh? Isn't that just a line?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "A little spiritual energy, is it a little spiritual energy?"

"Well!"

Han Fei choked for a moment: It doesn't seem to be the case, a little spiritual energy can be dismantled...

Dismantling?

Suddenly, Han Fei exclaimed, "Dismantling?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Savvy, not too bad!"

Han Fei's heart suddenly beat rapidly: If this is the case, if he can really understand the Cang Haishu, doesn't that mean that he will soon have thousands of formations? At the same time, can you also learn the mystery of formation combination?

Therefore, disassembly is the key.

Only by letting oneself understand every line and understand every formation can these lines be turned into one's own use.

However, the question arises again: how to dismantle it?

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man again, as if asking.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "You first fix the ground and the Qingshi platform."

Han Fei: "..."

...

As a spirit gatherer, it couldn't be easier to restore the grassland. But within a hundred breaths, the grass grew back.

The Qingshi platform was even simpler. Han Fei ran to the woodland and moved a few stones at random. With a flick of the sword light, several bluestone platforms were ready in a short while.

As for the small bungalow that he built himself and stayed in for one night, Han Fei scratched his head and had to rebuild.

Only this time, Han Fei no longer wanted to build a small bungalow. He directly built his old house, which took three hours. If it weren't for middle-aged people who are quite picky about construction craftsmanship and details, Han Fei wouldn't even need half an hour, or even a stick of incense, to build it.

After doing all this, Han Fei ran back to Qingshitai.

This time, he discovered that the picture of the lobster appeared on the stone platform again, and he still asked himself to copy the lobster!

However, this time, Han Fei stood for a long time without writing.

The first way of writing is completely wrong, it can only outline the shape.

The second way of writing is even more wrong, that is to use it blindly.

This made Han Fei wonder: What is the right thing to do?

At this stop, it's time for dinner.

After being reminded by the middle-aged man, Han Fei immediately rolled over to cook.

one day.

two days.

three days.

Han Fei stood there for three days without moving a pen.

At this moment, it was bedtime, and the middle-aged man had already gone back to his room to sleep.

Han Fei was lying on his bed alone, with mixed thoughts in his mind.

"Draw a lobster? Why draw a lobster? What's so special about a lobster? Lines, dismantling, formations, graphics..."

Suddenly, Han Fei sat up suddenly: "What is the purpose of drawing lobsters?"

Han Fei took a breath: The middle-aged man asked him to draw a lobster, so it must have something to do with the formation.

However, he said that the essence of the formation is the dismantling of lines.

So, it's not really a lobster, it's a line.

Han Fei suddenly realized that he was about to get out of bed immediately without caring too much.

Suddenly, a voice was heard: "Yangxin, when it's time to sleep, I need to sleep."

Han Fei's movements stiffened: Forget it, don't worry about it for a while, wait until tomorrow morning!

Han Fei couldn't sleep at all, and he became more and more curious about the identity of the middle-aged man. With regard to this formation technique, he surpassed Old Man Jiang, right? When old man Jiang was teaching himself, he was always talking about how to draw a formation, or how to quickly draw a formation.

But this middle-aged man is teaching himself the essentials of formations, which are completely two educational concepts.

Moreover, this middle-aged man, why did he teach himself such a secret, such an unfathomable thing?

Han Fei couldn't help but gradually fell asleep in the midst of his daydreams.

Early the next morning, when Han Fei heard the sound of writing in his ears, he jumped out of bed with a "whoosh".

When he reached the door, he tried to calm himself down a little, and he walked to the bluestone again.

Han Fei picked up the pen, looked at the lobster picture, the pen was hanging in the air, and kept saying to himself: "This is a line, this is a line. Since it is a line, it is a stroke. Time to finish drawing this picture."

Han Fei had a lot of experience about this. This is the same as being able to step out of a gathering spirit formation with one foot.

In order to verify his conjecture, Han Fei didn't rush to draw the lobster. Instead, when the pen was written, hundreds of spirit energy fell suddenly, and a line appeared on the fish skin.

The next moment, the surrounding spiritual energy billowed.

The middle-aged man did not look up and continued to draw his picture. However, on the other side of Han Fei's invisible mouth, there was a slight arc.

Yes, Han Fei drew a spirit gathering array with one stroke.

"Sure enough, my guess is correct, this lobster is just a line."

Immediately, Han Fei brewed for a moment, and between writing, the aura of the tip of the pen was scattered and floating. The floating of aura gathers the posture of the lobster in one line.

"Buzz!"

I saw that line jumping out, a lobster more than ten meters big appeared in the open space outside the bluestone.

The phantom of the lobster was drawn by Han Fei with 200 points of aura. Therefore, the aura contained in the whole lobster is only 200 points.

With a thought in Han Fei's mind, the lobster came towards him with its pincers. Han Fei pinched it with one hand and shattered it with one blow.

Han Fei probably had a conclusion. This was a lobster that was about to enter the realm of a fisherman.

At level 40, Han Fei made a judgment.

Immediately, Han Fei grinned.

However, the smile stopped abruptly. What I know now is to draw a creature and a formation in one stroke.

But when the middle-aged man waved his hand again, Han Fei saw that the lobster picture in front of him changed into a picture with only one line.

Han Fei was dumbfounded: Yes! I can draw a formation with one stroke, but how can I disassemble a line formation into complex formations?

Glancing at the middle-aged man beside him, Han Fei sighed secretly.

After a while, Han Fei tried to copy it with his mental strength. But this copying, Han Fei found that it was more difficult than copying the secret art of the soul sea in the 72 demon realm.

"wrong!"

"You can't see the formation when you copy it. However, you can vaguely feel that this formation seems to be related to water."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man said calmly: "Look at the picture you drew before."

Han Fei picked up the pen and drew another stroke, drawing a gathering spirit array. However, the spiritual energy rushed over immediately. For my own battle, it seems that once I draw it, I can't save it!

Han Fei's mental power dropped again, this time the mental power was swept away, and the spirit gathering array immediately stopped gathering spirits.

Han Fei understood immediately: it turned out that the formation he had drawn could be sealed with mental power.

"twice!"

Han Fei was a little surprised, one stroke was a painting, and one stroke was a seal. One stroke is tangible and one stroke is intangible.

Han Fei found out: It's not that he wants to copy it, but that he needs to uncover the spiritual power on the fish skin picture.

How to expose?

Han Fei attacked with mental power consciously.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Han Fei's head was drenched thoroughly like a basin of water fell.

Han Fei subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man, who ignored him.

Han Fei was speechless: It's a prank, it's definitely a prank! This is me. The mental power ban on the formation cannot be broken, so what should I do?

I only heard the middle-aged man say lightly: "The method is correct, but if you suddenly see such a formation in a strange place, if you try to attack, it may not be as simple as a basin of water. Therefore, the seal of spiritual power requires Break slowly. It is impossible for a person to learn all the formations at once."

Han Fei looked at the fish skin picture again, swept away his mental strength, immersed himself in it, and found that it was just a simple small water-gathering array.

Han Fei couldn't help being a little startled: If it wasn't a basin of water just now, but a knife and a killing array, wouldn't he be on the right track?

The middle-aged man said again: "So, for the formation method, one must either learn the existing formation method; or uncover the unknown formation method, but it is dangerous; or, it is creation."

"Create? How to create?"

The middle-aged man put down the pen in his hand, and said leisurely: "Intent. If you want to kill, you enter the battle with killing intent; if you want to be invisible, you enter the battle with concealment; what you want is your mind. This is a road, and we need you." Do it yourself."

"Mind?"

Han Fei felt: I understand the words, but I don't quite understand the meaning. Entering the battle with one's own thoughts, this level seems to be a bit high!

However, Han Fei immediately thought of Cang Haishu. It seems that there is no rush! The Canghai Book was developed from the Demon Refining Pot. Even if there was a spiritual power seal on it before, it is gone now. You can look at it one by one.

Thinking of this, Han Fei asked again: "If you want to combine known formations with formations, how can you create a powerful formation?"

The middle-aged man said slowly: "How are words combined?"

Suddenly, Han Fei froze in place.

After about a stick of incense, Han Fei murmured: "It turns out that drawing an array is like writing, wonderful! But, isn't it a bit simple?"

When Han Fei saw that there was no one around, he looked back and found that the middle-aged man had gone to drink tea.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "The way is simple, but it is extremely difficult to do. You have already grasped the essence of the formation. What happens in the future depends on yourself."

Han Fei took a deep breath. In just three to five days, the middle-aged man completely overturned his understanding of the formation.

Han Fei suddenly felt that the formation was not difficult.

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