Together with the formation, Bingyue's understanding was simply appalling.
It has been more than three years. Under the guidance of Bingyue, his third brother Bingyu, and Feng Wanqing, who like his third brother has a natural sensitivity to formations, he can now barely break through a few second-level formations.
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If she was asked to set up a second-level formation, Hoho, she could only express it in one sentence: "I can't do it..."
Fortunately, Bingyu’s master, Patriarch Changqing, has a lot of research on formations. In the past three years or so, Patriarch Changqing has basically passed on all his experience in formations to Bingyu, who is extremely talented.
Disciple, Bingyue is not holding back her third brother too much in terms of formations. She can only wait until she can open the page of the third-level formations in the formation manual and then systematically supplement them to him.
The worst thing is the weapon. Three years have passed and Bingyue has never turned another page. No matter how her cousin Yan Ruxuan and her friend Feng Wanhua taught Bingyue, Bingyue still could not make a decent one.
"Tool" comes.
As in the past, Bingyue locked herself in the weapon refining room inside the snow jade bracelet and devoted herself to making a small sword. This was the simplest mortal magic weapon, but she still failed again and again.
Although she watched the raw materials turn into rubbish again and again, in order not to slow down her cousin Yan Ruxuan's progress, she had already given up and planned to fight this little sword to the end.
An hour passed, and Bingyue was still making a small sword; two hours passed, and Bingyue was still making a small sword... When the spiritual power in his body was exhausted again, Bingyue simply meditated on the spot to recover.
"I have never seen you so stupid. Do you think there are really so many all-rounders in the world? I have so much time for you to waste, why not rest as much as the book spirit."
Bingyue was recovering from meditation when Shu Ling, who had never appeared in the past three years, suddenly made a sound. Since the last time I heard Shu Ling's voice was quite a long time ago, if Shu Ling hadn't announced his home, Bing Yue would have been alone.
Yue Yi really couldn't react at the moment.
"Shu Ling, you haven't been sleeping for the past three years, have you? Why have I never seen you move? Are you awake now?" Bingyue asked Shu Ling with her spiritual thoughts.
"You have completely forgotten about this book spirit. It's not because you are too weak. By the time you reach the purple level, this book spirit will probably not be too lethargic."
Shu Ling's voice seemed a little more mature than before, but it was much duller and emotionless.
After hearing Shu Ling's words, Bingyue felt a little guilty. Can she say that she really almost never thought of this little guy? Of course she couldn't. After thinking about it, Bingyue continued to teach Shu Ling with her spiritual thoughts.
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"How could I forget you, a great benefactor? I just saw you sleeping all the time. I was afraid it would disturb your rest, so I didn't look for you." What he said became even more false. After Bingyue said this, she succeeded.
In return, Shu Ling snorted softly, saying it was so embarrassing.
"Well, my current cultivation level has only reached the fourth level of the yellow level, which is far from the purple level you mentioned. The reason why I fight with this little sword is because if I can't capture the mortal magic weapon, I will
I couldn't open the next chapter of the artifact. My cousin liked to refine artifacts very much, so I gave him the beginning of the artifact. As a result, the subsequent chapters couldn't be opened, and he couldn't go any further."
"I didn't see it. Although you are weak, you are not too stupid. You also know how to find help. No, you are really too stupid. You can't open it. This book can be opened by spirit. I don't know that you have delayed others in vain.
How much time……"
As soon as Shu Ling's words filled with disgust fell, Bingyue felt her head hurt. Then, a bunch of things she couldn't understand were printed in her mind. After careful inspection, she found that they were Xuanpin magic weapons in the artifacts.
, three chapters on magic weapons and spiritual treasures.
Great! Finally she no longer has to fight with this damn mortal magic weapon, and finally she won't delay Cousin Xuan's progress anymore.
"Thank you so much Shu Ling, you really helped me and my cousin a lot!" Bingyue expressed her gratitude with utmost sincerity.
"Thank you. When you reach the purple level, the book spirit will probably be able to bring out the fairy weapon in the artifact. As for the artifact, it depends on chance." The book spirit's voice is still ruthless.
Emotions, but these words made Bingyue's heart surge.
The artifacts are so awesome, are there any? There are even immortal artifacts, even divine artifacts!
Well, now is not the time to get excited. Bingyue quickly suppressed her excitement with all her strength. Before Shu Ling fell into deep sleep again, she had to hurry up and get the Talisman and Formation Code for her third brother.
After Bingyue expressed her desire for the follow-up content of Fudian and Zhendian, Shuling continued to say to her in a ruthless and clueless tone:
"Seeing as you haven't been lazy in the past three years, Shu Ling will give it to you. It's not too stupid to think of asking for help. I'll give you this much first, and the higher-level ones,
You have to wait until you reach the purple level to obtain them. Some of them still depend on chance."
After another headache, Bingyue felt that a large amount of the contents of the Talisman and Formation Code were imprinted into her mind. At this time, Bingyue was not to mention how excited she was. In this way, at least she didn't have to worry about dragging her brothers down all day long.
The hind legs are gone.
It was rare for Shu Ling to say so many words in one breath. Could it be that he had been sleeping for too long and held it in for too long? Suppressing the wonder in her heart, Bingyue sent another message to Shu Ling to express her gratitude:
"It's been a lot. I've worked hard for you today. Thank you Shu Ling. Go and have a rest."
Seeing that there was no more sound, Bingyue decisively moved the battlefield. After leaving the weapon refining room, she did not see the snow dragon and snow phoenix outside Linglong Pavilion. Bingyue thought that these two went to the orchard to play and enjoy fruits.
She didn't summon the two little ones, and went directly to Suite No. 4 on the second floor, and stayed there for two hours. During these two hours, she first meditated and adjusted her breath to recover the spiritual energy she had consumed when she fought with Xiaojian.
After the blood tank was filled up, all the subsequent contents of the three codes of talismans, formations, and weapons were engraved on the jade slips. After that, the snow jade bracelet was taken out directly from room four.
The two hours in room No. 4 were just a short time outside. As soon as the snow jade bracelet came out, Bingyue sent a message to her third brother Bingyu and cousin Yan Ruxuan, asking them to take some time to come to Qingxin Pavilion.
While waiting for Yan Ruxuan and Bingyu, Bingyue took out two bottles of the spiritual liquid that Xue Long had prepared before, and also took out four bottles of the eighth-grade elixir that she had refined, and kept them in the ring together with the jade slips.
Several of Bingyue's friends have been practicing very diligently these days. They were probably stimulated by Bingyue. In addition, their bodies were improved by the spiritual liquid, and the results of their training were quite remarkable. They worked hard to practice. Seeing that they each
The master's eyes were very pleased.
Nowadays, even if they are not restrained by their respective masters, the friends rarely hang out outside. Therefore, although the rumors about Bingyue have been spread in Xutian Sect, few of them have a relationship with Bingyue.
The extremely close friends are the last ones to know. (To be continued)