Infinity Throne

Bieyuan.

inside the house.

In a place where no one was looking, a fat Taoist priest and a young boy in a blue shirt were sitting and standing, talking softly, looking through the thin paper window at the hazy crowd in the courtyard.

The fat old man is the legendary formation elder, Ren Qingshan.

The little boy beside him has white teeth and delicate facial features, making it difficult to tell the male from the male.

The child looked outside the house, bowed and reminded the Taoist.

"Master, it's time."

"Oh, why have these years been full of crooked melons and cracked dates?"

There was a gentle smile on the Taoist's face. His plump face had fine skin and smooth skin, making people unable to notice the passage of time.

If the words he said with such a smile were heard by people outside, they would probably all have to hammer their chests... hammer out their hard work.

"Master, don't panic, the lineage of Chuandaoyuan is even more withered."

The child opened his innocent eyes and smiled brightly.

"That makes sense."

Ren Qingshan was satisfied after hearing this. He gently placed an ordinary stone on the table in front of him.

The edges and corners of the stone have long been smoothed, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, as if someone has carved out the patina.

"Go ahead."

After putting down the plastered stones, the elder in charge of the formation spoke softly to the child.

"Okay, Master. I will recruit ten satisfactory junior brothers and sisters for you."

The child obediently hammered Ren Qingshan's back a few times, making Ren Qingshan smile. Then he picked up the corner of his long skirt and walked out of the garden with small steps.

"Bang."

The crisp sound of the bell drowned out all the noise in an instant.

Yes, the sound of the small bell brings all whispers to silence.

Strange depressing feeling.

The child was smiling and fair-skinned. He was wearing a long emerald green dress and women's clothes, and he looked more like a boy. And his bare feet, each toe was round, white and tender, as if glowing with light. When the child walks around, his long skirt floats up and the sound of bells is heard.

It turned out to be his ankle, with a red rope tied on both sides. A small golden bell was strung on one end of the red rope, which made a tinkling sound, like the sound of nature.

"Junior brothers and sisters, you have been waiting for a long time. I am the flower girl. Today, I will assess you on behalf of Master."

The flower girl's voice is as clear and moving as the bells on his feet.

When he spoke, everyone sitting quietly in the courtyard of the Villa, except Yi Lin, involuntarily raised their heads and looked at the young man wearing an emerald green dress who came out of the house.

No one dares to look down upon the flower boy because of his immature appearance.

It is said that the flower boy is the favorite disciple of the elder who is currently in charge of the formation, and one of the popular candidates for the direct disciple of Fangyuan Mountain.

Among those who meditate, whether they are just starting out or have been in the practice for a while, almost all have heard of the name Flower Girl.

Whenever Ren Qingshan travels, he is always accompanied by a flower girl. The master and apprentice are inseparable, which shows that the flower girl is deeply doted on by Ren Qingshan.

Yi Lin, who was thinking, finally raised his head, and the secret passage finally began.

The flower girl had a slight smile on her face. After a simple opening remarks, the flower girl went straight to the topic without saying any nonsense. She stood on the long table in front of the room and raised her sleeves. After swinging his sleeves, an elegant incense burner appeared on the table.

The flower girl smiled and tapped on the table.

"Around you, the flower girl drew a circle. The content of the assessment is very simple. The disciple who can get out of the circle within the time limit of three pillars of incense will be considered as passing the assessment and is qualified to become an inner disciple of Fangyuan Mountain."

When everyone present heard this, they were immediately confused.

round?

Where is the circle?

"Look!"

At this time, someone couldn't help but exclaimed and pointed not far away.

Some people in the crowd discovered clues one after another.

While the flower girl was knocking on the table to distract everyone's attention, along the edge of the courtyard wall and on the soft soil, the flower girl didn't know when and what tool she used to draw a large circle on the ground, and surrounded hundreds of people in the circle. .

The circle is very large, and the edge of the circle is still more than ten steps away from the people on the outermost edge of the crowd.

Of course, these short dozens of steps, if you say one step, seems a bit wild, but those present are junior Qi practitioners who have experienced the torment of the handyman class. They have weak cultivation and their physique is far superior to ordinary people. , if you really want to step out, it will only take a moment.

After saying that, the flower girl lit three sticks of incense on the incense burner, retreated to the door, and said no more.

"It's already started!"

On the incense burner, cigarettes were lit, and many people were shocked to realize that after the flower girl finished explaining the rules, the assessment began without saying a word.

Oops!

One by one, the outer disciples who were determined to win suddenly stood up.

When those people stood up, it seemed that due to sitting for a long time, there were crackling sounds in the joints in the lower back, and their legs were sore and numb.

But they no longer care about their numb legs. Some people are rushing to be the first to complete the assessment, hoping to win the crown and impress their future master. Without saying a word, they suddenly move their legs and sprint towards the 100-meter sprint. Rush outside the circle.

It was only a short distance of about ten steps, and they arrived in the blink of an eye, but the few people rushing outside the circle line were walking in a crooked way, as if they were drunk. But even so, they still worked hard to get closer to the outside of the circle. After a while, they finally came to the limit and took a step forward.

When the others saw that the first few people were doing so smoothly, many of the outer disciples who planned to observe secretly changed their expressions instantly and couldn't sit still.

This time, there were more than ten people, unable to hold their breath, they took steps forward.

At this time.

Something strange happened.

The first few people to move their legs were obviously about to step out of the circle, but at the last moment before landing, they all turned around in a strange way, and then turned back again. Judging from their faces and expressions, their pupils were dilated, their mouths were opened wide, and their breathing was rapid. It seemed that they had seen something terrifying and their thoughts were agitated.

"You are indeed worthy of being the most proud inner disciple of the formation elder!"

Many people were surprised and happy when they saw the flower girl's ability. What was shocking was that from the moment the flower girl left the room to the moment she finished speaking, in just a few breaths, she had laid out a maze that no one could see through.

The good news is that even the flower girl under the elder who is in charge of the array has such skills. If he is lucky enough to be favored by Ren Qingshan and learn a few skills, how can he not succeed in this big world?

They are different from Yi Lin.

Yi Lin came here on a whim, just as she was told.

But before they came, they had done enough work.

Fangyuanshan, the formation elder, Ren Qingshan, judging from that name, it goes without saying that he is good at formation techniques.

As for the assessment, it is nothing more than working hard on the basis of formation skills.

In terms of functions, formation techniques can be roughly divided into four categories: sleep, confusion, killing, and chaos.

The trapping formation, as the name suggests, can trap the enemy within a square or circle.

Those who enter the formation are confused and it is difficult to fly with wings.

Killing formation, unlimited murderous potential, life and death are determined by heaven.

Chaotic formations, chaotic gods killing hearts, moodiness.

At this moment, the flower girl set up a formation with every movement of her hands.

Judging from the performance of the intruders, they were wandering around in the formation like blind flies. The formation under their feet seemed to be a trapped formation. But looking at their eyes, they seemed to have seen some illusion, and this seemed to be a maze.

Everyone was horrified. Seeing the poor performance of the "seniors", those who stood up later did not dare to be careless and walked forward cautiously.

One wrong step, every wrong step, every step is shocking.

The huge courtyard soon became a mess as the number of invaders increased.

A group of outer disciples were stupidly circling on the spot, and some even bumped into each other. After letting out a cry of pain, the two people facing each other seemed invisible to each other. They turned around and walked behind each other.

Men bump into women, women bump into men, men go on top of men, women go down on women, the scene is chaotic and very lively.

Yi Lin hadn't gotten up yet, watching a group of people jumping around in front of her, thinking secretly.

soon.

A stick of incense burned out.

The second pillar of incense was half burned.

Only a dozen or so people were still sitting on the ground.

These people include Yi Lin and Zhong Lin.

Not everyone is mature enough; some people don’t dare and don’t understand.

Zhong Lin, who was sitting next to Yi Lin, had bloodshot eyes. He kept scanning and searching the empty scene in front of him, mumbling words as if he was looking for something.

His eyes swept over the flower girl, the three sticks of incense, the jagged rocks, and even every grain of sand on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the second stick of incense burned out, and the third stick of incense was like a reminder, making Zhong Lin sweat profusely and look pale.

Zhong Lin shook his upper body and prepared to stand up and break into the formation.

Even though he was unsure, he didn't have much time, so he could only fight.

If you don’t work hard, how do you know it won’t work?

What if it happens?

Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to give it a try.

Just when he made up his mind.

Next to her, Yi Lin, who had lowered his head to carve wood carvings not long ago. Except for a brief moment of reflection, he was as comfortable and relaxed as an outsider. He smiled and said to Zhong Lin in a low voice:

"Shh, don't move. If you want to pass the test, just listen to me."

Under Yu Zhonglin's astonished gaze, the young man smiled jokingly.

"Don't move around until the three sticks of incense burn out. Sit still."