Liu Qing shook his head and smiled, "If you think so, you may disappoint your friend. Although this book is called the simplified version of the Nine-Dao Tian Destruction Array, it has nothing to do with the Nine-Dao Tian Destruction Array."

"This book is another set of formations that reproduced based on the Nine-Sword Heavenly Destroy Formation. Although it is huge, it requires nine warriors with almost the same level as they are able to achieve rigorous cooperation and extremely high requirements, which only exist in theory."

"Except for the main formation, the other eight people need the same arm as this person, wielding freely, naturally softly, without any pause or hesitation. With a slight disharmony, the formation will immediately fail and then backfire."

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Senior, how could he know so clearly!"

Liu Qing smiled faintly and said, "I am not talented, this book was written by me."

So that's it. No wonder he knew so clearly like a few friends. Xiao Chen said, "Then I will not read this book if I obey my senior."

"Wait a minute." Liu Qing called Xiao Chen and handed him a complete version of the Nine-Dao Tian Destruction Array. "Sometimes, it's okay to read it. Maybe you can find a way to achieve the problem in the future."

Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, took it and thanked him, and immediately left the library.

Outside the library, Liu Suifeng sat alone on the stone steps, his face looked very lonely, probably still thinking about Wang Rong's return. {Chang + Feng} Literature bsp;      Xiao Chen walked to him, not sure what old grudges he and Wang Rong had, and it was not easy to comfort him. Sometimes it was okay to suffer some blows and setbacks. Just be able to know shame and be brave.

I just don’t know if Liu Suifeng can figure it out. If he cannot recover from now on, from now on, he will only produce inner demons and completely stop in martial arts cultivation.

"Brother Ye, have you got the secret book? Go down the mountain. Thank you for taking action for me just now." Liu Suifeng stood up and smiled when he heard Ye Chen's footsteps.

Xiao Chen patted his shoulder and said, "It's time to help you with a friend."

On the way down the mountain, Liu Suifeng remained silent, far from the same feeling as when he was going up the mountain. He was speechless all the way, and the two walked towards the mountainside.

Stay tuned!

After the two left for a moment, a sound suddenly appeared in their minds. They stopped and looked at each other, and saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.

Liu Suifeng suddenly closed his eyes, as if communicating with the voice. After a while, he opened his eyes and said to Xiao Chen, "My old man, I'll ask you to go to the top of the mountain, he wants to see you."

Liu Suifeng's father, the former master of Qingyun Peak, the person who is in charge of the magic weapon and lives on the top of the peak for many years, and the person who is shining with the fog, actually wants to see him.

Xiao Chen was really confused and asked, "Did you say anything?"

Liu Suifeng didn't know anything, so he shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything. I haven't seen him for a long time. When you come down, you tell me how he is doing now."

Xiao Chen nodded, used the Qinglong Flocking Cloud Art, and ran wildly on the path between the mountains, and walked hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Liu Suifeng looked at Xiao Chen's disappearing back and murmured: "It's really hard to understand. A few months ago, my strength was almost the same as mine. Now I can't see through it at all. I'm afraid I can fight Wang Rong Guangming."

Thinking of Wang Rong, Liu Suifeng's face showed an angry and helpless look again.

Qingyun Peak is four or five thousand meters higher. The more you go up, the steeper the mountain road. There is no complete route at the end, and only a mountain peak is like a cliff. The top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, the wind is howling, and people are wearing clothes and rushing.

Xiao Chen looked at the smooth cliff and a height of one thousand meters. Looking around, he couldn't find a suitable point of leverage. Xiaocheng's Qinglong Tengyun Art was still unable to move in the air.

I can only use gravitational techniques and fly towards the top of the mountain at a height of several thousand meters. The energy consumed by using gravitational techniques is a lot, and the wind is howling. This last section of the road is very slow.

Xiao Chen felt like he was climbing to the sky. I don’t know how Liu Suifeng got up before, but he climbed to the top of the mountain without any danger, and Xiao Chen fell steadily.

On the top of the mountain, an old man sat cross-legged on a rock, his expression did not change at all, as if he had melted with the rock.

Next to the rock, the magic weapon that could destroy the world was quietly placed in a wooden box, looking extremely ordinary.

Xiao Chen was always curious about the old man's identity and had an uncertain guess. When he saw the real person, he looked at him carefully, but he found that he was not the same as the person in his memory.

I didn't know why I felt relieved when I came to such a conclusion.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Chen with a faint smile and said, "I didn't expect that we will meet so soon. The successor of the Thunder Emperor, the scabbard given to you will be useful."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he was shocked. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He stared at the old man and said, "So it's really you!"

The identity of the successor of the Thunder Emperor is Xiao Chen's most sensitive identity. At this moment, he heard this person mention it again, holding the hilt of the Taoist sword quickly with his right hand, and his momentum condensed, ready to take action at any time.

The old man smiled indifferently and said, "Don't be nervous. If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have given you this scabbard that day. Otherwise, the people in the Presbyterian Church would have sensed the breath of the thunderwood sword and killed you on the spot."

Having said that, Xiao Chen's vigilance was not taken away at all. This feeling of life in the hands of others made him very uncomfortable.

If you understand the old man in another way, if the old man wants to harm him, as long as he announces his identity, he will immediately face a catastrophe.

Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "Then what if you ask me to do? It's not simple, just meet."

The old man did not directly answer Xiao Chen's question and said, "Although I can't leave the Panshan Rock under my feet, I can't hide the big and small things from the Tiandao Pavilion from my eyes."

Can't leave the stone that was sitting down? Xiao Chen spread his spiritual sense out and looked carefully at the stone where the old man sat down. As the spiritual sense shot, some things that could not be seen by the naked eye appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

On the winding rocks, black tentacles were wrapped tightly around the old man's body like vines. The tentacles were extremely terrifying, scattering black and misty demonic aura.

Xiao Chen withdrew his spiritual sense and looked at it again, but he found that everything was normal and he saw nothing. So that was the case. When Song Que, Biyun Peak, came to the door, and the old man could not help.

The reason is probably on these black tentacles. The tentacles give Xiao Chen a feeling of a bit similar to the corpse king seal that once appeared in his body.

Sensing Xiao Chen's spiritual sense, the old man's eyes were slightly surprised. What a powerful soul power, he already had my soul power, and he seemed to be more skilled than me in terms of use.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "What you can see is not my business. I came to Tiandao Pavilion as a private identity."

"Just just to learn to communicate with the sword, you will never cause any other troubles in the Tiandao Pavilion. Please don't keep mentioning my identity as the successor of the Thunder Emperor."

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled: "My friend, you have to notice that what I said was that everything in the Tiandao Pavilion could not hide from my eyes."

Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment, looked at Xiao Chen with a deep meaning, and continued: "Including you in the realm of the spiritual vein, that is, in that field of medicine, everything that is born."

Xiao Chen was completely shocked. He didn't expect that in the underground world, such a secret thing would be revealed by this person. Then, wouldn't everything he had in the Tiandao Pavilion be under the control of this person?

The old man continued, "Don't think too much. Although I can see everything in the Tiandao Pavilion, I will not stare at someone for no reason. That would consume a lot of power. Most of my spirit is placed in the space cracks in the Tiandao Pavilion, and I don't have time to care about you yet."

"The last time I noticed you in the Spiritual Vein Realm was because I wanted to deal with the demon king of the Tianlang clan and divided the power of the general soul."

Xiao Chen felt a little relieved, but he was still a little puzzled, "You have been talking for so long, but you haven't said it yet. Why did you come to me for?"

"Young man, be careful, and some things cannot be explained clearly in one sentence." The old man's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "Since you have the benefits of my senior Tiandao Pavilion, and the Wen Jian Ling you want to learn is also taught by my daughter, can I ask you for help?"

Help? Xiao Chen didn't hesitate much about this question, and was rewarded by others. He made a complete sense and bowed: "As long as it is within the scope of his ability, I am willing to help this."

However, the Tiandao Pavilion is full of talents, so if you have any trouble, you need a pawn like me to help. What Xiao Chen really wonders about is this problem.

He is not as arrogant as this. With his current strength, there are too many people in the Tiandao Pavilion who are stronger than him. He can't understand why the old man asked him for help.

So he also kept a secret and only knew how to help those who were within their ability. If he passed the ability, he would be unable to help.

"Of course it's within your ability, and only you can do this, remember your promise today."

What kind of help the old man asked Xiao Chen to help? When Xiao Chen left the top of the mountain, he didn't figure it out. The old man came and went, just remember the promise today.

After making a promise for no reason, Xiao Chen was also a little depressed. It was just that time was tight. When he arrived at the martial arts arena, he began to nervously understand that he heard the sword and communicated with the spirit.

I didn’t have time to go too depressed. After returning to my yard at night, I started practicing nervously again, and learned Lingyun’s sword technique.

Every day, I have very tight time, and I have almost no free time, and I have to practice.

At the same time, as the annual core disciple assessment of Tiandao Pavilion entered the countdown, the entire Tiandao Pavilion had entered the ascetic practice.

Even some core disciples dare not relax, because according to regulations, some core disciples who rank low will fight against ordinary disciples who are undergoing assessment, and if they fight, they will lose their identity as core disciples.
Chapter completed!