Begin immortality by slaying demons

In the grand hall, Elder Yang sat on the futon and slowly stopped teaching.

He stared sharply at the disciple who suddenly stood up.

The previous movements of the disciples below him had actually been caught in his eyes. The reason why he ignored them was that this group of monks from the Nanyang Sect were just observing a class.

After all, it was Elder Liu's order. It was proper etiquette to explain some basic knowledge and take care of the faces of a few people.

The second is, as an outer sect elder, what kind of teachings should I teach and when will it be the turn of this group of disciples to make irresponsible remarks.

The other party just whispered.

Now he actually stood up and openly disrupted the lecture, which was simply disrespectful.

Elder Yang stretched out his hand to hold the ruler, and was about to kick the disciple out of the hall, when he suddenly heard Tong Xinchuan's response.

"..."

The elder frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then put down the ruler again.

The Qingyue Sect most encourages its disciples to talk to each other.

Although the timing is not suitable, it can be dealt with after the discussion is completed.

The only thing that puzzled him was that this group of Nanyang Sect monks who had lost their inheritance still knew the elegance of formations?

I don’t think that the introductory things I just talked about are the so-called formations.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

The tall and thin disciple who just stood up was called Feng Yan. He was watched quietly by Tong Xinchuan. He took a few deep breaths and looked back at Elder Yang above.

When it was over, I was impulsive, but I forgot that the elder was still teaching the Fa.

Now that he is being pushed by these words, he can neither sit nor stand. If he really gives in like this, wouldn't he lose the face of Elder Sheep? He will never have the qualifications to listen to the other party's lectures in the future.

"How dare you harm me!"

Feng Yan glared back angrily, clasped his hands and said: "What's the use of just talking nice words? If you have the ability, I'll show you the truth and let you bunch of bumpkins see the mystery of the formation."

Before he finished speaking, the disciples around him suddenly cheered excitedly: "Okay! Brother Feng said it well!"

"Let them see the methods that Elder Sheep passed down to us."

While they were making noises, someone pushed a formation plate over.

Hearing this, the disciple casually dragged Elder Yang in.

The handsome young man sitting at the front frowned slightly: "..."

He glanced back at Tong Xinchuan.

Seeing that the other party's expression was as usual and calm, he didn't look like an ignorant and reckless person at all. In comparison, Junior Brother Feng Yan was completely led by him.

After thinking for a moment, he finally stood up.

"Yeah! Senior Brother Yan is also interested?"

The people nearby saw this and became even more excited.

Among the hundreds of disciples in the hall, only Senior Brother Yan Wencheng is the most respected by Elder Yang, as if he is inheriting the mantle.

I didn't expect that such a small thing could actually attract the other person's attention.

"Tsk."

Qingfeng Li quietly winked at Tong Xinchuan.

Previously, his mind was not on listening to the Dharma, but on observing the disciples of the Qingyue Sect.

This senior brother Yan is the only disciple besides Sect Leader Shen and others who is listening carefully to the elder's explanation of basic knowledge.

How could this kind of patience come from someone easy?

The two made eye contact.

"You came here specially, don't do it just to embarrass our Sect Master Shen."

"Get lost, idiot."

Tong Xinchuan took a deep breath and finally felt a little nervous. She slowly stood up and looked towards Yan Wencheng.

"No, where are you looking?"

Feng Yan suddenly realized that he was being ignored and became furious: "I won't bully you either. You set up the formation and I'll break it!"

As soon as this was said, everyone else burst into laughter.

This is not bullying at all. Just now, these people were listening carefully to the distinction between array objects. Now they are asking others to set up a formation. Isn't it too hard to force others?

"Brother Shen, I want to try it too."

Xu Qing'er carefully tugged on Shen Yi's sleeves, and she also stared at Senior Brother Yan who was slowly approaching.

"Anything is fine."

Shen Yi didn't care, he didn't value face too much.

He is only at the first level of Void Return. Even if he carves the word Sect Master on his forehead, it will not have any effect.

Why bother putting on airs?

What's more, taking this opportunity to see the level of monks outside will also help to understand the dangers of this world.

"Discuss the Tao with a formation, each expressing his or her own opinion without harming harmony."

Yan Wencheng walked to sit in front of Shen Yi, took a new array plate from the side, and placed it gently on the table.

What surprised him a little was that the little girl who was practicing Qi actually sat across from her eagerly, and then touched the array plate curiously: "What is this and how to use it?"

As soon as this statement came out, not only the other disciples, but also Yan Wencheng were stunned.

Then he stretched out his hand to stop the laughter of the junior disciples.

He explained seriously: "This thing is called a formation sand table. As long as you have seen it before, it can simulate any formation. It can accommodate up to all the formations in the Return to Void Realm... Of course, they are all fake."

Seeing his polite appearance, Elder Sheep stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

"I see."

Tong Xinchuan nodded and sat down as well.

He tried it for a while, then stretched out his hand to pour his soul into the formation disk. After a long time, no formation object emerged.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he suppressed the mockery and sat down... He was pretending to be serious, but the secret was revealed as soon as he made a move.

"Sorry, I haven't touched the formation in a long time."

Tong Xinchuan explained lightly, as if she had sorted out the thoughts in her mind.

The next moment, many array objects emerged from his palm, all as tiny as sand and dust, and landed on the array plate.

That is from now on.

It suddenly became dead silent.

"..." Many disciples gradually frowned.

I saw Tong Xinchuan's expression was calm, and her fair hands were jumping rapidly without even the slightest pause, as if she didn't need to think.

No matter what formation is deployed, based on this level of familiarity, it is impossible to be a novice who has never been exposed to formations.

Elder Yang was startled for a moment, as if he saw something.

Yan Wencheng also cast his gaze over, his expression slightly changing.

However, compared to them, Feng Yan, who was sitting opposite Tong Xinchuan, had a more obvious reaction. He stared at the formation disk with his eyes tightly, swallowing his saliva crazily and watching the exquisite and mysterious formation symbols quickly emerge.

Not long after.

Tong Xinchuan finally collected her soul and gently pushed the array plate over: "Please."

A simple word, but it echoed in the hall.

"You...you..."

Feng Yan wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He and the other party are both god-transformation monks, and the strength of their souls is not far apart.

But what Tongxin Chuan deployed was clearly part of the Void Returning Formation.

And this formation is different from ordinary ones.

The whole body is filled with two words.

Show off your skills.

There are many useless formation symbols, which seem to be just to increase the difficulty, but actually have no effect.

It shows that the other party even has some energy left.

Feng Yan looked at Tong Xinchuan's face again, feeling more and more that the other party was pretending to be calm, but in fact his eyes were filled with ridicule.

The glances from all around him made his face feel hot.

After a long silence, he said tremblingly: "I...I can't break..."

These words were like a slap in the face, making all the proud inner disciples look weird.

Don’t you even dare to give it a try?

Elder Yang is still watching from above.

On the other hand, Tongxin Chuan casually waved away the patterns on the formation plate.

I tidied up my sleeves a little.

Then he looked at Feng Yan again and said calmly: "Good luck, I won by a narrow margin, I'll give in."