Mu Qingqing's every move seemed to be carefully planned, but it was extremely natural. "Qingqing heard that Brother Jianyin's fellow disciples are coming to our palace soon, so she came here to take a look."
'Haha, so that's it? The Wood Sword Master has gone to receive the reception, but he hasn't come back yet.' The king of the Wood Kingdom laughed. Of course, how much sincerity is in this smile? Only God knows.
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Mu Qingqing smiled gracefully. Although the smile was very friendly, there was always a feeling of silent rejection behind the smile.
'Brother Jianyin, are you happy now?' There is a hint of softness in the green eyes. This softness is definitely the most feminine thing in this world. Even the hardest diamond will look like this.
Soften down.
Jian Yin smiled slightly and said, "Qingqing, I have something to tell you later." At this time, Jian Yin seemed to have put away his sharpness, and what was left was only the gentleness that belonged to Mu Qingqing.
'Your Majesty, then we will leave first.' Jian Yin stood up and said. His tone returned to harshness!
'Okay.' Of course the king of the Kingdom of Wood will not refuse. After all, Jian Yin and Mu Qingqing are top masters. Not only that, Mu Qingqing and Jian Yin are actually a couple... When Jian Yin came to the Kingdom of Wood,
, Mu Qingqing is just a small magician, but no one knows that he has become the number one magician of the wood element.
At this time, Ding Peng was still deducing the formations. Although the Wan Zhen Evolution Record was exquisite, it also had a shortcoming, that is, it was too difficult. The Wan Zhen Evolution Record was summarized by a senior who watched the sky every night.
It will definitely take no less than a hundred years. Only through countless years of accumulation and precipitation can we grasp the subtle changes in the stars.
Of course, combined with one's own power, one can further deduce the changes in the universe. Regardless of whether this senior has completed the calculation of the evolution of Ten Thousand Arrays, this book is just a superficial meaning.
It's like a person who understands writes it in his unique way, and it's really difficult for someone who doesn't understand to read it directly. At this time, Ding Peng felt like this. If the volume is divided into percentages,
Ding Peng has only calculated one or two percent now, and has not yet gotten the real essence.
"The Record of the Evolution of Ten Thousand Formations is so exquisite, and the changes in it are endless. This senior doesn't know how many years it took him to write such a peerless book, but it is really difficult for me to learn its secrets." Ding
Peng said a little tiredly.
What Ding Peng consumes is not his true energy, but his spiritual power. He needs to follow this book to deduce. It seems that he is constantly experiencing the changes in the world, which makes Ding Peng a little exhausted physically and mentally. When a person has read it for countless years, he will
It creates a feeling of transcendence from all living beings. When a person has seen countless lives, he will become tired.
"Of course. If the Record of Ten Thousand Arrays of Evolutions could be learned so easily, I wouldn't have given up at the beginning." Ding Fei's voice appeared.
‘You gave up? You actually gave up such a treasure?’ Ding Peng felt that Ding Fei was a person who didn’t know how to be blessed despite being blessed.
"Although I gave up, my level of deduction is the same as yours now. You know, I need more than just formations, but also many other things, so I don't have much time to study." Ding
Fei said.
‘Really? Didn’t you talk about the benefits and mysteries of the formation? I really don’t know what you think. Do you think Liang Tianyu has finished practicing?’ Ding Peng suddenly asked.
'Haha, training is complete? This is absolutely impossible. Even a person with extraordinary talent, like you Ding Peng, can deduce so much in just five days, although the further you go, the more difficult it becomes.
Big, but your speed is indeed too fast. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as commendable. As for Liang Tianyu, his talent may not be higher than mine. In his lifetime, I am afraid he can only study the first volume thoroughly.
However, the upper scroll and the lower scroll are closely related and closely linked. Just the evolution of the upper scroll is completely unclear. If you are not familiar with both the upper scroll and the lower scroll, even if you are proficient in formations, you will only scratch the surface.
'Ding Fei's voice was full of disdain.
But after hearing these words, Ding Peng felt a lot more relaxed. He knew that the only chance of success was in Liang Tianyu's hands. Of course, Ding Peng would not let him go, whether it was because of hatred or because of this book of evolutions of the Ten Thousand Formations.
These are all goals that Ding Peng must strive for.
'Okay, now I don't want to forcefully continue the deduction.' Ding Peng stood up, his bones crackling, and stretched. Ding Peng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something strange in the Mu family.
Variety.
'Well? What is going on?' Ding Peng felt that the atmosphere in the Mu family seemed to be a little weird. 'Did something happen?' Ding Peng's heart sank. What he was most worried about was chasing shadows.
If Zhuiying dared to attack the Mu family, wouldn't he have harmed them?
‘Well? This kid is Ding Peng, right? The aura is really good, but why does it give me a feeling of insufficient back power?’ Sen Cong felt Ding Peng’s appearance and frowned.
‘Rick, how are you doing lately?’ Ding Peng asked when he saw Rick.
When Rick heard Ding Peng's voice, he turned around and immediately showed joy on his face, "Ding Peng? Are you out of seclusion? Well? Why do you seem to have no energy?"
'Haha, this is normal. You can recover after two days of rest.' Ding Peng was telling the truth. He was just over-consumed now. The mental effort required to perform the deduction is unimaginable. That's why Sen Cong felt like this.
'Really? That's good. By the way, Ding Peng, the Wood Sword Master has come to find you and said he wants to take you to the palace. Our family has been waiting for you for two days. This is an unprecedented thing. You are so proud.
You actually asked a Sword Master-level senior to wait for you." Rick said with a wry smile. He didn't know whether he was complaining or envious. This kind of treatment is definitely not something that everyone can enjoy.
"Oh? Senior Sword Saint of Wood? You want me to go to the palace?" Ding Peng was stunned. What does the King of Wood have to do with him? But after saying this, Ding Peng suddenly remembered something. When he came to Wood,
When he was with the family, Rick soon found out that he was from Jiange, and he was puzzled. Could it be that there were seniors from Jiange in the palace? The sudden idea made Ding Peng more and more sure of his conjecture.
But Ding Peng didn't say anything and just said, 'In this case, take me to see the senior wood sword master quickly. I can't keep the senior waiting for a long time.'
Before Rick could speak, Sen Cong's voice had already sounded, "Haha, you are Ding Peng? You are indeed a talented person. No wonder you can escape from that old man Yan Lieyang. You are so young and promising. In a few years, in the future mainland
I'm afraid none of us old men can match you.'
"Senior has received the award, but I wonder why he came here to see me this time?" Ding Peng asked.
When Sencong heard this, he suddenly circled around Ding Peng. Seeing this scene, Ding Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't dare to move at will and could only stand stiffly in place.
At this time, Mu Wei, Xiao Mo, Tanzan Kerui, Anina, and Anjia also all appeared on the stage. Seeing this funny scene, Rick's eyes jumped. He didn't know what to do now. This sword
Senior Saint, what on earth are you doing? He has no idea at all.
"I wonder what this is, senior?" Ding Peng couldn't bear the embarrassment anymore and couldn't help but ask.
"Is it okay if I just call you Ding Peng?" Sen Cong suddenly touched his chin and asked.
Ding Peng was stunned for a moment, then said, "This is the honor of this junior."
‘Okay, Ding Peng, how about you come and fight me? I also want to see what’s so surprising about the only disciple of Jiange’s generation who has come down from the mountain.’ Sen Cong suddenly said.
'Uh...' When Ding Peng heard this, it was not that he was unwilling to fight with him, but he became more and more sure that there might really be a senior Jiange in the palace. Thinking of this, Ding Peng felt a little excited and wished he could have wings.
Fly to the palace and have a glimpse of the grace of the senior Jiange.
'Since the seniors are so elegant, it is better for the juniors to be respectful than to obey orders.' Although Ding Peng is a little depressed, the true energy in his body is extremely strong. It is rare to meet a figure of the sword master level again, and it is extremely normal for his hands to be itchy.
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'Okay.' Sencong saw that Ding Peng agreed so happily and without pretentiousness. An aura that resembled the natural world suddenly spread. Rick on the side was directly shaken back more than ten steps, while Ding Peng's feet seemed to
It was as if it was fixed to the ground, but the wooden board was cracked, but there was no intention of retreating.
The stronger the opponent, the true energy in his body was naturally not to be outdone, and began to surge violently, "Good boy, you really have a trick." Seeing that such a young junior could actually resist his own momentum, Sen Cong felt incredible.
Just when he was about to take action, Sen Cong suddenly shrank his pupils and said, "What?" At this moment, a bright red flame appeared out of thin air. The aura created by Sen Cong was completely dispensable and could not stop the flames at all.
'Is this? Baby Fire?' Sword chants in the palace. Of course, they often compete with Sencong. The two of them are relatively familiar with each other's moves. In addition to the sharp sword energy, the disciples of the sword pavilion also have the baby in their bodies.
If it becomes fire, of course the infant fire will also turn into the three flavors of true fire as its cultivation level improves. In this way, not only the strength will be improved, but the damage power will also be greatly improved.
The reason why Ding Peng used Infant Fire when he arrived was because the opponent was a Sword Master-level figure after all. If he were to fight Mu Wei, he could also consider winning by surprise. But facing the Sword Master, Ding Peng had no chance at all.
Seeing the appearance of flames, Mu Wei's expression also changed slightly. If such a high-temperature flame appeared during the battle with him, wouldn't he lose faster? Thinking of this, Mu Wei's face revealed
There was a wry smile and a hint of determination, as if he had already made up his mind.