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Chapter 1817 Have we met before?

 ?"How could this happen?"

Seeing Yun Qingye leave the field, Bing Yunyan's face was filled with bitterness.

"Junior sister, don't worry. Since the elder has told you to set up the formation here, you just do what he said. Even if something goes wrong by then, I don't think the sect will blame you!

"Zhong Ximing came over and comforted me gently.

Bing Yunyan forced out a smile and smiled, but didn't say much.

"If you have any difficulties, feel free to ask me, Ling Xuantang, and my senior brother will definitely help you."

Zhong Ximing smiled.

"Thank you, senior brother." Bing Yunyan bowed slightly.

"Um."

Zhong Ximing nodded and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he glanced at Bai Ye. There was a cold light in his eyes, but he did not speak. After a while, he led everyone from Ling Xuantang to leave.

"It seems that I have offended a lot of people."

Bai Ye looked at Zhong Ximing's back and said lightly.

"That doesn't matter, let's think about how to deal with this magic circle!" Bing Yunyan sighed.

"Didn't Elder Yun say it? Let's just do it!"

"How can it be that simple? If setting up a magic circle is really just a decoration, then why didn't the elders adopt the suggestion I made before and set up the magic circle outside the venue? That would be a bigger place." Bing Yunyan was about to cry but had no tears:

"Elder Yun's words are just perfunctory..."

"That makes no sense, right?"

Bai Ye shook his head and said.

Yun Qingye's trip was indeed perfunctory.

But it's not his fault. With so many people from other sects arriving, he has a lot of things to deal with. How can he waste time on Bing Yunyan?

"never mind..."

Bing Yunyan exhaled heavily and said to the disciple beside her: "Put down the materials and let's get started."

"Yes, senior sister."

The surrounding Bingxintang disciples nodded and started working.

Some disciples began to dismantle the seats, while the remaining disciples spread the materials on the ground.

Bing Yunyan took out a blueprint from her arms and stared at it.

Bai Ye beside him couldn't help but glance at it, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Is this the big formation we're going to set up?" He couldn't help but murmur.

"Yes." Bing Yunyan nodded: "This is an ancient magic circle passed down from my ancestors in the Divine Heaven Palace. The healing effect is extremely miraculous. Even a recently deceased person can be easily revived by being placed on the magic circle, instantly.

It's intact, even the lost soul energy can be fully restored."

"So powerful?" Bai Ye was a little surprised.

"But the venue is not enough and needs to be streamlined. I'm afraid the power will be greatly weakened." Bing Yunyan sighed.

"We can use space magic to compress this place, so can't we lay out a complete magic circle?"

A stadium like this looks like a small courtyard on the outside, but it's a plain on the inside.

"Perhaps what you said makes sense, but according to my level, it is already very difficult to arrange a magic circle. If I add space magic to compress the magic circle, there will be too many things involved, and I am not strong enough. I'm afraid

It can't be done, you know, this is an ancient magic formation! Every material used in the formation is extraordinary! How can it be changed at will? Even if the elders come, it will be difficult..." Bingyun Yanshao

He shook his head and said to Bai Ye: "Junior brother Bai, I have to rely on you for this array of charity. Without your strong and powerful soul, we alone can't do it."

Silent in the white night.

"Let's get started."

Bing Yunyan smiled bitterly, then ordered a few disciples to isolate the area with a barrier to prevent other sect disciples from peeking into the contents of the drawing. Then she laid the drawing flat on the ground and began to paint.

Bai Ye helped carve formation patterns and formation seals on the side.

Everyone got busy.

"If we want to simplify it, we have to compress the formation source. Let's use formation patterns to replace the two places in the middle palace and the outer palace!"

"The number of formation lines is doubled, and the volume is also reduced by 30%!"

"Place the gathering points as close together as possible, and there is no extra space left."

...

Bing Yunyan said while carving, with a particularly serious expression.

Bai Ye stared at the drawing, and he couldn't help but remember that he saw the classics left by a formation supreme in the ancient tomb, and an idea flashed in his mind.

"Remove the formation pattern here and put the formation source." Bai Ye pointed to a formation point on the right side and said while thinking.

"Huh?" Bing Yunyan was a little surprised and said in astonishment: "That's not what is described in the drawings. Junior Brother Bai, why did you change this?"

"I also know some formation techniques, Senior Sister Bing, just do as I say." Bai Ye said.

"In this case, can the magic circle still be activated?" Bing Yunyan was doubtful.

"Of course." Bai Ye nodded.

Bing Yunyan's eyebrows moved secretly, and she stared at the place pointed by Bai Ye. After a while, she still shook her head: "Junior brother Bai, I know you are doing it for my own good. I hope the effectiveness of this magic circle can be stronger, but this

It's an ancient magic circle. How can you and I change our strength easily? Or... forget it..."

"If senior sister can't trust me, then forget it." Bai Ye did not insist and continued to draw up the magic circle.

Bing Yunyan was slightly startled when he heard the sound. He looked at Bai Ye in silence for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, anyway, after being streamlined, the power of this magic circle is still very weak. Compared with other clans,

There is no advantage at all. Since Junior Brother Bai knows the formation technique, then Senior Sister, I will trust you for once!"

After saying that, Bing Yunyan directly took up his soul energy and carved lines on the place pointed by Bai Ye.

Yun Qingye was just perfunctory, and she was too lazy to persist.

Break the can and throw it away.

"very good."

Bai Ye nodded, summoned up his soul energy again, and continued to draw the pattern.

He no longer looked at the drawings, but made changes to this ancient formation based on his own ideas.

Slowly, the disciples who were setting up the formation stopped, and each one looked at Bai Ye in astonishment.

I saw Bai Ye sometimes carving formation sources, sometimes painting patterns, and sometimes pulling out a sword and waving formation patterns. It was quite a busy life.

But...

After all his efforts, the entire ancient formation had long been changed beyond recognition.

"Senior...Senior sister, this..." A Bingxintang disciple next to him swallowed his saliva and said with an ugly expression on his face.

"That's all..."

Bing Yunyan sighed and smiled bitterly: "If the sect takes the blame, I will apologize to the sect. Now...just let fate take its course..."

Everyone heard the sound and fell into silence.

I don’t know how long it took.

"alright!"

Bai Ye, who was sweating profusely, stood up, put the sword into the scabbard at his waist, and said with a smile.

People looked at it intently.

How can the formation set up in the white night still have the shadow on the drawing?

This is basically Bai Ye's own magic circle!

Bing Yunyan said nothing.

The others also fell silent.

Although everyone knew that Bai Ye was very powerful, no one thought that the magic circle he painted could be stronger than the ancient magic circle passed down by the sect.

But Bai Ye clapped his hands and said with a faint smile: "I saw your ancient magic circle. Although it is very complicated on the surface, it is actually the same as an ordinary magic circle. It can never change without departing from its origin. The reason why it is exquisite

, because the combination of its several array patterns is very unique. I made some modifications based on my ideas. I think the power of this array will definitely be stronger than your ancient array."

"you..."

A disciple of Bingxin Hall couldn't stand it any longer, his face turned red with anger, and he opened his mouth to shout.

But Bing Yunyan next to him stopped him.

"I understand, Junior Brother Bai...Thank you very much..." Bing Yunyan smiled weakly.

"You're welcome, what should we do now?" Bai Ye smiled faintly.

"Just prepare the materials, there is no need to do anything else."

"good."

Bai Ye nodded and got busy with everyone.

This trip is not in vain.

At least Bai Ye has figured out that ancient magic circle!

The Temple of the Supreme God is worthy of being the Temple of the Supreme God. Any magic circle is so extraordinary.

Bai Ye felt quite happy.

But every Bingxintang disciple present didn’t think so.

People are all worried, and their faces turn blue and white.

If something goes wrong in this logistics, Bing Xintang will be doomed.

Many disciples exchanged glances secretly, and then looked at Bing Yunyan.

However, Bing Yunyan trusted Bai Ye so much that even if they were dissatisfied, they couldn't bring it up at all and could only hold it in...

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"Huh? Bai Ye, are you here too? Didn't it say that the disciples of Hunwu Hall are not allowed to enter the arena? Why did you run in?"

Although the sound was crisp and sweet, it was extremely harsh to listen to in the white night.

He looked sideways and saw a group of people approaching.

Those are actually the disciples of Mo Zhulin.

The leader was none other than Qin Jiyue, with Shaoyao standing behind her handsomely.

In addition, Wan Zhuozhou, who took up his spot, is also there!

Bai Ye frowned secretly.

If it weren't for Wan Zhuoyue, he wouldn't have been assigned to Hunwu Hall!

Bai Ye didn't say a word and continued to work on his own.

Seeing this, Qin Jiyue's expression suddenly changed, and she was about to have a seizure.

But the disciple next to her quickly stopped her.

"Senior sister, although this person is from the Soul Martial Hall, he is very powerful and has a bad temper. We'd better not provoke him, lest he takes action and we can't stop him..." A disciple said with fear on his face.

said.

This is someone that even the elders dare to kill. How can these disciples provoke him?

When Qin Jiyue heard the sound, her pretty face changed, fear flashed in her eyes, and finally she snorted and said nothing.

However, at this moment, Bai Ye, who was sorting out materials over there, suddenly stopped.

He stood up and walked directly this way.

All the disciples in Mo Zhulin subconsciously took a step back and looked at Bai Ye warily.

"Junior Brother Bai..."

Bing Yunyan also looked at Bai Ye with some surprise.

Seeing Bai Ye approaching, Qin Jiyue's face tightened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Bai Ye, you...what are you going to do?"

But... Bai Ye didn't even look at Qin Jiyue, but stared directly at Wan Zhijian.

Wan Zhuohuo's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to recognize Bai Ye.

"We should have met before, right?" Bai Ye said.

"Of course...at the selection venue..." Wan Zhuohuo said calmly, but his eyes were full of panic.

"The selection venue?" Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Isn't it in front of the mountain gate?"


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