Ning Xinyi immediately snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "Murong Ji, although your Murong family is a prominent family, they are indeed superior, but our Young Master Xiao is also a top-notch genius formation master in the ancient god space. In the future, it will definitely not be inferior to your family's reputation!"

This sentence fell into Murong Ji's ears. Of course, he thought Ning Xinyi was bragging and wanted to regain her face, and perhaps she wanted to help Xiao Ye pick up his daughter Murong Yaya, so he showed a contemptuous smile with disapproval.

Ning Xinyi felt unhappy and shouted in a tender voice: "Murong Ji, don't you believe it?"

Murong Ji said, "Believe it."

This tone was naturally reversed, and Ning Xinyi couldn't hear it. In anger, she suddenly stood up, pointed at Murong Ji and shouted: "Since you don't believe it, please find a master of formation to come out and compete with my Young Master Xiao!"

A trace of contempt flashed in Murong Ji's eyes and said, "Young Master Xiao is just an ancient god with six pearls. I'm afraid he may not be able to control the slightly more complicated formation. How can there be anything like this?"

Gui Chi heard it suddenly and immediately refused to accept it. He shouted: "Compare, you must compare!"

Murong Ji turned to look at Xiao Ye and asked jokingly: "Young Master Xiao, since the guards also want to watch the fun, then I'll ask you, do you dare to compete?"

Xiao Ye looked at Murong Ji calmly and said calmly: "You can try it! Senior Murong, how do you compare?"

Murong Ji looked at Xiao Ye with a funny look and said with a smile: "I also like the formation. Although it is not that material, I like to watch it and don't compete. Mr. Xiao, don't be anxious first, I will find a formation master to guide you immediately. Hahaha..."

Ning Xinyi snorted softly: "Who can guide my Young Master Xiao, Murong Ji, you have to be responsible for your words!"

Murong Ji raised his head and laughed: "Okay! No one will give any advice. You can wait, I will call him over immediately."

Gui Chi asked in a deep voice: "Murong Ji, who do you want to call?"

Murong Ji said with a smug look: "Don't be so nervous, I won't call Dean Suo..."

Ning Xinyi said with a "cut" voice, "Who is nervous? Murong Ji, even if you call Dean Suo, my Young Master Xiao may not lose to him!"

Although Gui Chimeng believed in Xiao Ye's formation, he couldn't believe that Xiao Ye had won the victory of the Ancient Formation Academy. He quickly took over the conversation and said, "Murong Ji, since you don't call Dean Suo, who are you going to call?"

Murong Ji glanced at Gui Chi arrogantly and said fiercely: "Gui Da Guard, although his prestige is not as good as Dean Suo, he will definitely scare you when he says it!"

Gui Chimeng was anxious and immediately shouted without hesitation: "Murong Ji, your grandma, just talk, don't swear to your uncle Gui's appetite!"

Murong Ji laughed loudly, raised his hand and pointed to the formation above his head and said, "Guida Guardian, my formation is set by him. You should know who he is?"

Gui Chi was stunned for a moment and immediately said in surprise: "You guy is so boring. When you compete in a formation, you actually want to invite the Qianshou Elder, one of the three elders of the Ancient Formation Academy, to come here. You are cruel enough!"

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When Xiao Ye heard this, his brows frowned slightly, turned his head and looked at Ning Xinyi in confusion.

Ning Xinyi looked solemn, nodded slightly, and said softly: " is among the three elders of the Ancient Array Academy. It is said that his formation is second only to Dean Suo!"

Xiao Ye's face was cold. Although he was confident in his formation, he did not dare to take it lightly and clenched his fists.

Murong Ji smiled, no longer answered Gui Chi Meng, raised his right palm, and suddenly a silver rosary the size of a finger appeared in his hand. Then he rubbed it gently a few times, and the figure of an old man in yellow robe flashed out on the beads.

Murong Ji said to the old man in yellow robe: ", there is a young man here who wants to compete with you in the formation. Can you come here?"

Elder Qianshou in the pearl closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't take this matter to heart. He asked lightly: "What is his realm?"

Murong Ji replied: "He has six ancient god golden beads."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Elder Qianshou's face. He didn't discuss it with Murong Ji at all, and directly responded: "I'll call my eldest disciple to come immediately."

After spitting out these words, his figure immediately disappeared from the surface of the rosary.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, shook his head, and took back the rosary, as if he thought that Elder Qianshou was unwilling to come. It might be his reason. After all, how could such a famous formation master as he could easily come out to compete with an ancient god of six beads!

Thinking of this, Murong Ji's cold expression gradually eased.

Gui Chimeng heard that Elder Qianshou was unwilling to come, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but he pretended to curse on the surface: "Elder Qianshou is such a big shot!"

Ning Xinyi was in a good mood and sat back next to Xiao Ye with a happy face, then reached out and pinched her hand on his palm, indicating that she was very satisfied.

When Xiao Ye saw Elder Qianshou from the rosary, he felt familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he recalled that before he came out of the Ancient Formation Courtyard, he had seen him in the inner hall of the Ancient Formation Courtyard. The Elder Qianshou was sitting in the first position below the left head of Dean Suo.

Zuo Weizun, it turns out that he is the leader of the three elders of the Ancient Formation Academy.

Gui Chi turned his head and found that Xiao Ye was frowning, as if he was thinking, and thought he was a little nervous, so he quickly comforted him and said, "Mr. Xiao, although the formation of Elder Qianshou's elder is quite impressive, it is still at least two levels short of his master. Don't worry that you can't beat him!"

"I'm not worried."

Xiao Ye raised his head calmly and asked with a faint smile: "How do the formation masters in the ancient god space distinguish between them?"

Gui Chi hesitated for a while and said, "It is divided into fifth grades. Dean Suo and Elder Qianshou are both considered first-grade formation masters, while Elder Qianshou's great disciple Wen Baijun should be considered third-grade formation masters."

Murong Ji shook his head and smiled, "Guida Guard, you are already behind in this news. Wen Baijun was promoted to the second-grade formation master 100,000 years ago. He was personally enthroned by the Holy Emperor, and was once regarded by the Holy Emperor as the star of hope in our ancient god space!"

Gui Chimeng was stunned and sighed: "His grandma, I didn't expect Wen Baijun to make great progress! He was almost catching up with his master!"

Xiao Ye asked calmly: "Compared with the Qianshou Elder, isn't Wen Baijun still one rank short?"

Gui Chi waved his hand violently and said, "Mr. Xiao, you don't know that the ability to set up a formation and break the formation between these second and first grades is actually not big. It's just that Wen Baijun's realm is slightly worse, so he was not named the first-grade formation master by the Holy Emperor."

Ning Xinyi interrupted and asked: "In this way, has this Wen Baijun reached the level of Eight Pearls?"
Chapter completed!