Earth Veins Technique is one of the six techniques in the science of heaven and earth physiognomy. Novel .
Lin Ke looked down the mountain, pointed to the northwest corner of Mount Xu, and asked, "Where is that place?"
"Xijian Mountain Stream." Su Yan said.
Lin Ke said: "Take me over and have a look."
Xijian Mountain Stream is a stream that flows out from between two mountains and is ten miles long.
On both sides of the stream, there is an elm forest, lush and lush, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant. Farther away, there are cliffs and jagged rocks. Men and women from the Southern Sword Sect are practicing swordsmanship by the stream. When they see Lin Ke and Su Yan, they all come over to salute.
Lin Ke stood by the stream, thinking carefully, the corners of his mouth turned up, and said to himself: "It is indeed a crouching dragon drinking the wind."
"What is Wolong Yinfeng?" Su Yan asked curiously.
Lin Ke made a silent finger and said, "Listen."
Su Yan closed her eyes, listened carefully, and said, "It's the sound of the wind."
"That's right, it's just the sound of the wind." Lin Ke said.
"So what if there is a wind? Could it be that this slight wind can deal with the giant centipede monster?" Su Yan was still puzzled. She felt that the gap between herself and Lin Ke had become wider, and she could no longer understand him at all.
Lin Ke said: "If I can deal with the giant centipede monster, I need you to summon a few disciples of the Southern Sword Sect to help me."
"This is a small matter, tell me, what should I do?" Su Yan asked.
Lin Ke waved his sleeves and flew away the fallen leaves in the elm forest, revealing an open space one foot square. Then he broke off a branch.
Using branches as pens, I sketched on the open space.
Su Yan summoned over a dozen disciples of the Southern Sword Sect who were practicing swordplay. Those disciples heard that they were helping Mr. Zangfeng, and they were all very excited, gearing up and preparing to perform well.
Lin carved in the open space an outline of the Xijian Mountain Stream, and then assigned tasks to them.
After receiving the mission, all the disciples of the Southern Sword Sect became confused and had no idea what Lin Ke was going to do?
Some disciples were given the task of cutting down elm trees in some places.
Some disciples were given the task of moving stones in the stream from one place to another.
Some disciples were even assigned to dig ravines on the cliff.
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After arranging the task, Lin Ke sat alone in the pavilion by the stream, took out sparkling things in his hands and played with them, forbidding anyone to disturb him.
"Senior sister, what's the point of us doing this?" A young female disciple with a ponytail stared at Lin Ke in the pavilion and asked doubtfully.
Another disciple said with a sad face: "Yes, Mr. Zangfeng is not deliberately tormenting us, is he? If we do these inexplicable things and spread out, we will definitely be laughed at by the brothers in the sect."
Su Yan had no idea what Lin Ke was up to, and said: "First do what Mr. Zangfeng said. He is not an ordinary person. He must have his own purpose."
In the pavilion.
Lin Ke held a piece of real bone, cut his finger, and inspired a drop of spiritual blood.
Use the spiritual blood to condense it into a brand, which is imprinted on the real bones.
After driving in eight array marks in succession, the first piece of real bone finally turned into an array and was successfully made.
"Not bad, continue."
Because it was the first time to set up the formation, Lin Ke was full of expectations.
It took an hour and eight real bones to create eight formations.
"The next step is to place the formation imprint on the elemental crystal as the source of energy to activate the formation."
Lin Ke took out the Yuan Jing one by one.
According to the terrain of Wolong Yinfeng, Lin Ke planned to set up an "Eight-sided Gangfeng Killing Formation". Regardless of whether it could succeed or not, it was a good thing to regard it as an attempt.
Two more hours passed, and Lin carved the town mark on four Yuanjings.
After checking it carefully, he nodded with satisfaction. At least there were no mistakes in the formation imprints in the real bones and Yuan Jing.
The key lies in the combination of the formation and the terrain, and the combination of the crystal and the formation. If these two points can be done well, the formation will be truly successful.
At this moment, the disciples of Nanjian Sect, following his instructions, have made a rough adjustment to the terrain and environment around Xijian Mountain Creek.
Lin Ke buried the formations made from eight pieces of real bones in different places, encompassing the area three miles around into the formation.
Su Yan and the disciples of Nanjian Sect were waiting aside, looking at each other, wondering what the hell this Master Zangfeng was doing?
"Take them out of Xijian Mountain Creek first. I'm going to try the power of the formation." Lin Ke said.
"Formation? Is it true or not, Mr. Zangfeng is actually proficient in forming formations?"
"Is the formation arranged like this?"
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Amid the discussions and questions, Su Yan, the disciples of the Nanjian Sect, led them all to withdraw from the Xijian Mountain Stream.
However, their eyes have been fixed on the direction of the mountain stream, and they are still looking forward to it. If Master Zangfeng really arranges the formation, it will be a great event for the entire Southern Sword Sect.
And it will be a great honor for them to participate in the formation.
Unfortunately, in the direction of the Sword Cleansing Valley, there was not even a trace of energy fluctuations, not to mention the big movement of the formation being activated.
After a while, Lin Ke walked out along the mountain stream.
Su Yan immediately stepped forward and comforted: "The art of formation is the most difficult in the world. It doesn't matter even if you don't succeed in setting it up. With your talent, you may not be able to become an formation master in the future."
"Um?"
Lin Ke was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Who said it was not successful? In fact, it was quite successful and the power was pretty good."
"Is it powerful?" Su Yan asked.
When testing the formation before, Lin Ke was worried that the murderer who killed Han Yu had lurked in the Southern Sword Sect, so he used Yuanshen to cover the Xijian Mountain Stream. Naturally, they did not sense that the formation was activated.
strong power fluctuations.
Lin Ke didn't want everyone to know everything, so he didn't explain in detail, but said: "Maybe it can be started tonight, and everyone will naturally understand by then."
However, the way those disciples of the Southern Sword Sect looked at Lin Ke became different from before.
"I failed, but I didn't dare to admit it, and I deliberately forced myself to hold on. It turns out that Zang Feng is nothing more than that."
"Jian Wushang is more magnanimous."
"It seems that what Yuan Tianwang said is right. Zang Feng must be afraid of losing to Jian Wushang, so he did not participate in the decisive battle in the last three days of the Celebrity Heroes Club. He values his own face too much!"
The disciples of the Southern Sword Sect were all thinking this in their hearts, but because they didn't want to embarrass Lin Ke, they didn't say it outright.
"Brother Zangfeng, it turns out you're here." A cold voice came from far away.
Lin Ke looked towards the direction where the sound came from. He saw a thin figure carrying a giant sword walking down the mountain road. Every step he took would leave a deep footprint under his feet.
That's because the giant sword on his back is too heavy.
"Jian Wushang." Lin Ke recognized him.
Jian Wushang said: "After Lin Ke died, you were the first opponent who could make me take it seriously. I have watched the mirror image of the battle between you and Can Xin twelve times.
The moves are very subtle, but it's a pity that they are just moves and cannot be combined with the meridians' circulation routes."
"If possible, I don't want to be anyone's opponent." Lin Ke said.
"The opponent is not the enemy, and there is no need to tell the difference between life and death. However, the opponent must tell the winner. Everyone in the world wants to know who is stronger, you or me. In fact, I also want to know."
Jian Wushang's Ci Feng is as sharp as his sword.
Every one of the Nanjian Sect disciples present became excited.
If so, it would definitely be exciting to witness with your own eyes the battle between two of the most powerful young talents in the world today.
One of the Nanjian Sect disciples took out the original mirror, reflected the scene of the confrontation between Jian Wushang and Lin Ke, and transmitted it to the original Skynet.
The title is:
"The peak showdown in the Southern Sword Sect, between Jian Wushang and Zang Feng."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the original skynet boiled again.
When fans of Jian Wushang and Zang Feng clicked on the mirror image of the live broadcast, they were all ecstatic, frantically commenting, and cheering for their idols.
Jian Wushang continued: "Your Fang Tian painted halberd weighs twelve thousand kilograms, and my sword weighs nine thousand eight hundred kilograms. We are both physical and martial arts practitioners. Aren't you curious, which one of us is stronger?
"
Su Yan's eyes lit up because she also wanted to witness the battle between Jian Wushang and Lin Ke.
One is a star from the White Tribulation Star, who can compete with the leader of the Southern Sword Sect.
The other one had killed the Demon Lord and defeated the Spear King Chen Wen, and was equally powerful.
"Winning or losing, strength or weakness, is that important?"
Lin Ke did not want to fight Jian Wushang because he felt that it was meaningless and would be a waste of energy.
However, Jian Wushang is indeed very strong. His cultivation has reached the peak of the 14th Heaven of the Great Martial Arts. With his physical strength, he can already compete with the strong men in the early stages of the 16th Heaven.
Can Xin, Tian Sheng, Xie Zhizhi and others, in the same realm, are no match for Jian Wushang.
"Did you see that Zang Feng is timid and doesn't dare to fight with me at all?" said a Jian Wu Shang fan.
"Shang, defeat Zang Feng, force him to take action, and shut up those idiot fans. You are the number one among the younger generation of White Tribulation Star. No one can compare with you."
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Everyone on the original Skynet started arguing again.
Fans of the two people yelled at each other wildly.
Jian Wushang also had the idea of forcing Lin Ke to take action. The giant sword on his back trembled slightly and made a harsh clang sound.
Affected by the sword intent, the surrounding vegetation swayed, and a large number of leaves fell down one after another.
Lin Ke stood calmly on the spot, his long white hair flying.
At this moment, a deafening voice came from outside the mountain gate of Nanjian Sect: "Zang Feng, the last time we fought, I fell into your trick, so I avoided the fight. If you have the ability, come out and fight me again.
"
It was the voice of Gun King Chen Wen,
In the past two days, Chen Wen watched the mirror image on the original Skynet. He was so angry that he was shaking all over and felt indescribably aggrieved. At that time, if he had known that someone was secretly mirroring the mirror image nearby, he would have fought with Zang Feng even if he had tried his best.
Go down.
It's fine now. Everyone said that the gun king was beaten to the pulp by a young junior. He asked and became a complete joke in the eyes of the warriors all over the world.
Lin Ke's heart moved and he thought of a countermeasure. He stared at Jian Wushang and said, "I defeated Chen Wen once. If you can defeat him, I will promise to fight you. What do you think?"