"What?"

Mulin stood up in exclamation, seeing that his movements were not as old as before, but were even more neat than the young man. At this time, Mo Ran and Xu Jie'er had already walked out of the sand dune bag.

Mulin looked blankly at the indifferent back, and the shock in his heart was as hard as storm. Looking back on the past, Mulin couldn't believe that someone had come out of the place known as the forbidden area on the continent. And looking at Moran's confident expression, it seemed that his formation world would be very strong.

After a while of dullness, a very strange light flashed in Mulin's eyes, which was the desire and pursuit of knowledge.

The next moment, Mulin flashed out. When he came outside the house, he saw Mo Ran looking left and right under the high clan's banner, as if he was checking something.

"I could see the eye of the formation at a glance. This kid is not an ordinary formation cultivator." Seeing this, Mulin made a conclusion. With a hint of curiosity, Mulin stopped and watched with a crutch. At this time, the Fire Soul clan members also saw the strangeness of their patriarch, and stopped one after another, intending to see what Moran was doing there.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of everyone, Mo Ran stood under the flagpole, looked up, and then squatted down for a while before murmuring: "Located in the desert, the five spirits and three prosperous, the earth, fire, and gold have completely occupied this place, resulting in the loss of wood and water, and their roots are broken, which is a rootless land."

Mo Ran stood up, looked back at Mulin, and said, "If I'm not wrong, I'll force my senior to take root in this rootless land, and there is another mystery underground, right?"

Mulin smiled, just nodded, waiting for Mo Ran to continue speaking. Seeing that Mulin did not refute, Mo Ran continued: "The rootless land cannot last for a long time, but according to the observation of my younger generation, there should be a history here for decades. I think that the seniors should have used this unique flag to set up a formation eye to ensure that the place is not disturbed by sandstorms. They worked hard for decades. Haha. This trick is so clever. I believe that this unique flag is not an extraordinary thing."

Mo Ran stroked the clan flag with his hand and said word by word. Hearing Mo Ran's praise, Mulin's plain face inevitably had a look of pride. Indeed, no one's best skill is praised by others, and there will be no satisfaction at all.

"Yes, this is a branch of ten thousand-year-old purple pine that I found from Luofeng Valley on the Western Grassland for nearly ten years. This formation has such long-term power."

Mo Ran ignored Mulin's bragging and changed the tone: "But~"

"But what?" This was the first time Mulin felt like he was seen through. It seemed that the young man was about to express the pain in his heart in the next sentence.

Without disappointing Mulin's expectations, Mo Ran did not give him any face. He continued: "This tree has been around for a long time and has long lost the spirituality of ten thousand years of pine wood, and there is no breeding formation around him to protect him from the distance. I think the senior must have used his natal true energy to maintain it so that this tree will not be destroyed. What I am right?"

At this time, Mulin could no longer maintain his original calm appearance. He was completely shocked by Mo Ran's words. You should know that Mulin had been studying the formation for more than decades. Although he was not familiar with it, he had already seen the path. At present, the flag cloud formation that maintained the Fire Soul Tribe was established to protect the above-ground tribes and underground caves from being divided. Just as Mo Ran thought, the desert was a ground without roots except for the oasis, but the oasis was vague and unstable, so Mulin could only retreat and set up this formation in this place. Of course, this place has no roots. Mulin asked his friends to search for it for several years and finally got a single branch of ten thousand-year-old purple pine wood, a flag carved into the seal of the formation, and then hung the patron saint of the tribe to stand the eye of the formation.

Of course, without the blessing and maintenance of the two spirits of wood and water, Mulin can only use his natal true energy, that is, internal energy, to inject the power of life every once in a while, to ensure the spirituality of the ten thousand-year-old purple pine wood.

What surprised Mulin was that Moran not only expressed the functions and shortcomings of this formation one by one, but even there was another place under the formation. It was not difficult to show that Moran's attainments in the formation world were far above him.

At this moment, Mulin no longer contempts Mo Ran. On the road of exploring knowledge, the former knows the principle that the master is the first, but now he is just looking at Mo Ran with that expectant look, waiting for the other party to remedy it.

Mo Ran turned around the clan flag, and finally sighed helplessly: "Since that's the case, I will set up the Lanyue Formation with ten water spirit crystals and moisten the earth with the water of the five spirits. Then use the power of the original power of the wood spirit to repair the ten thousand-year-old purple pine wood, so that I can ensure that everything is safe."

Listening to Mo Ran’s explanation, Mulin just nodded slightly, without any particular shock. Perhaps he was not satisfied with Mo Ran’s reply, Mulin deliberately said: “What about the fire spirit here?”

"Fire Spirit?" Mo Ran smiled slightly and said, "Senior, I was joking. There were countless cold flames underground, plus the extreme yang poison on the surface of the desert. The two could be balanced, but there was no transition. My Lanyue Formation played this role, right?"

Mulin was shocked when he heard this and thought to himself: "That's right. In addition to moistening the earth, the main function of the Lanyue Formation is to loosen the earth and soften the gold. In this way, the extreme yang fire on the surface and the countless cold flame crystals on the ground can be effectively integrated with the sand layer. It is really natural to the Dao."

Thinking of her, Mulin suddenly felt admiration in her heart, and she had no doubts about Moran anymore, so she respectfully said: "Then it's a blessing for brothers Mo."

Mulin said, sending the rituals of teachers and students, which shows that he has been completely convinced in the formation world. The people on the side did not know what the two were saying. Although they were puzzled, they were shocked to see that the clan leader they had always respected actually gave a gift to a young man.

"What exactly makes the clan leader so humble?" Everyone thought in shock.

However, the next moment, Mo Ran told them what Mulin would do.

Mo Ran took out ten blue water spirit crystals, and the quality was all grade 4 products, which were not very good, but this was enough for Mo Ran now.

Mo Ran divided the ten spirit crystals into ten directions and threw them around the tribe flag in the middle. The water spirit crystals entered the sand and buried them immediately, without seeing any trace, but Mo Ran was not worried at all.

The two hands were closed, the ring fingers of the two fingers were closed together, and the rest were bent, leaving only the ring fingers raised up on the index finger, forming a strange handprint. As the hands slowly opened, the five fingers of both hands were stretched out at the same time, and ten purple electric energy was transmitted from the fingertips, and their target was the water spirit crystal buried in the soil.

After everything was done, Mo Ran looked at the clan flag in front of him, jumped up, flew to the top of the flag, and slapped it gently. The clan flag was under force and immediately sank into the soil, leaving only half a meter hanging flag standing on the sand layer. When the clan flag entered the sand, Mo Ran pointed it with a single finger, and the original wood spirit power in his body surged out along the meridians, and was slowly poured onto the ten thousand-year-old purple pine wood.

In this way, it seemed as if after a long time, Mo Ran suddenly pulled his hands out and printed another hand gesture with both hands. He shouted loudly: Turn.

As soon as he finished speaking, ten blue lights burst out from under the sand layer and spun in the air. After a while, it turned into a blue halo, covering the entire Fire Soul clan. At this time, the clan flag half a meter high on the sand layer suddenly flashed through a turquoise light, flashing in a flash.

Originally, when everyone saw this strange scene, they were just surprised, but what they didn't expect was that after these two colors of light flashed, the sand dunes where they originally lived were not as hot as before. They looked like a raindrop, and they looked extremely refreshing.

Just as everyone was about to be amazed by this magical skill, the half-meter-high ten thousand-year-old purple pine wood flashed with green light again. Then, everyone was stunned to see that the dead tree, which was already terrible, actually emitted several small buds.

Mulin looked at the scene in fear, burst into tears, and murmured in disbelief: "Divine skills, magic skills."

Mo Ran smiled faintly and said, "Elderly, I don't know if this skill is available to me."

"Okay. OK. Mulin thanked Brother Mo for his behalf." Mulin said, and was about to kneel down. Seeing this, Moran hurriedly ran over and helped the former up. Just as he was about to be modest, he suddenly felt a floating sand layer.

Mo Ran frowned, looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Here you come."

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