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The strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the mist was blown all the way up. It was already fifty feet high, and the top was as thin as willow silk. But even so, the white mist still stuck together tightly and was not broken.

After another ten breaths, the magic power of the talisman was exhausted, the strong wind stopped, and the mist that was blown into the sky into thin threads was quickly pulled back to the ground, and the hillside was still covered with white mist.

Lou Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What the hell is this mist? It's clearly a ball of brown sugar. Okay, Senior Brother Wei and Senior Sister Xiaofeng, you have finished reading my joke, tell me what to do."

Wei Fuqing looked at Feng Qitong, "Is there anything I can do, Junior Sister Xiaofeng?"

"Little sister, you can try the first method to see if you can break this formation."

Lou Xuan was overjoyed and said, "That's great, senior sister, you are the first person in our sect's foundation-building generation to achieve great formation skills. Quickly take action and drive away all these ghostly fog snakes."

"The person who is the best in formation skills? You are a fat guy. You are afraid of snakes just because you are afraid of snakes. You don't need to put a high hat on me. I just said to try it, but I'm not even sure."

Wei Fuqing chuckled and said, "Junior sister Xiaofeng, why should you be too modest? Even the great elders are full of praise for your formation skills. Senior brother, I feel inferior to myself. I just don't know how long it will take for junior sister to break the formation? If it takes too long, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with Guilan and the others."

"I'm not sure whether I can break the formation, I'm only limited to one hour."

"Okay, if there is no progress within an hour, then we will have to force our way through."

"good!"

Feng Qitong chose a flat rock, took out four dharma plates from the storage bag, and arranged them in four directions: southeast, northwest, and southeast. Then she took out a charcoal pen and drew on the rock while looking at the Snake Wu Mountain in front of her. .

"What do you mean? Does Senior Sister Feng want to paint the mountain?"

The disciples were very curious and came over to watch.

Shi Feng also followed, and when he glanced at it, he found that what Feng Qitong drew was not undulating mountains, but chaotic lines.

"What is this?" "Ghost-drawing talisman?" Zhang Clan's disciples couldn't help but laugh.

Shi Feng looked at it for a while and was suddenly shocked. This young girl who looked weak and delicate was actually using the "Xian Li Technique".

Xianli technique, also called Xianli algorithm, is an extremely complex knowledge in formation science. It combines the geography of the six directions and the five elements, wind direction, sunshine, temperature, humidity and other factors to calculate the changes of the formation. , the position of the array eye.

Because this knowledge consumes too much spiritual energy, generally only Jindan monks who are well versed in formations can use it.

Shi Feng once saw it in a very profound classic given by Liu Dai. He was very excited at the time and wanted to learn it. However, after reading it carefully, he felt his head was getting big. He thought that he had no famous teacher to teach him. After thirty or fifty years of intensive study, I could never learn such secret skills, so I threw them aside.

Unexpectedly, the girl in purple shirt in front of me, at such a young age, actually knows this technique.

After more than half an hour, Feng Qitong was still making gestures on the stone wall. Song Fujie and others couldn't help urging, "Is it okay? If not, don't waste time."

Feng Qitong seemed not to hear it and kept drawing on the stone wall.

Feng Qiwu, dressed in black, yelled, "What are you talking about? Don't interrupt my sister's work!"

Song Fujie was about to have an attack, but when he saw Feng Qiwu staring at him like a fighting cock, he swallowed his words again.

After a while, an hour has come. Song Fujie couldn't help but said, "Senior Brother Wei, I will only give you one hour. Now that the hour has come, if you can't do it, don't waste everyone's time anymore."

Feng Qitong suddenly stood up with a calm expression, "Let's go!"

She stepped to the foot of the mountain, flicked her fingers, and a series of items flew out of her storage bag and hung around her. These items were as big as a car hood and as small as a baby's fist.

Shi Feng thought silently in his mind, "The spring of the mountain drill, the swing ruler, the six-claw thatched hook, and the Luban axe. What is this iron tool in the shape of an ink fountain, and what is the name of this big bundle of rope?"

Feng Qitong threw out fifty or sixty items at once. Based on Shi Feng's knowledge, 30% of them could not be named.

Fifty or sixty things were suspended in all directions, completely blocking Feng Qitong's slender figure. She calmly pointed her finger, and the four iron rulers flew into the mist. When she heard the soft "dang" sound, she thought that the iron rulers had been deeply inserted into the ground. Feng Qitong's movements were not fast, but he did not pause, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Then, ink fountains, iron boxes, mica, crystals... flew into the fog one after another.

Shi Feng secretly thought, this Senior Sister Xiaofeng is setting up a formation! He once heard Jin Qingyun say that the smart way to break an formation is not to use brute force, but to break the formation with ingenuity.

It took a full meal for Feng Qitong to complete the formation. She did not rush to start, but took out the dharma plate and measured it up, down, left, and right.

The Zhang disciples couldn't help but started making sarcastic remarks again.

Feng Qitong turned a deaf ear. Finally, she collected the magic plate, murmured something in her mouth, and flicked two fingers of her right hand, shooting crystals one by one into the mist. She only heard a rumble, the magic circle was activated, and a burst of spiritual power came out. The pressure slowly came out.

Shi Feng's sharp eyes had already discovered that the fog on the mountain looked quiet, but in fact it was flowing very slowly from left to right. The spiritual power of the magic circle arranged by Feng Qitong gradually formed a vortex, but it was rotating from right to left. , the two spiritual energy fluctuations collided, causing the calm white mist to surge.

The mist surged more and more intensely, and finally turned out to be like boiling water.

Everyone was stunned by this magical scene, and the Liumen disciples cheered, "Good!" "Senior Sister Xiaofeng, what a trick!"

But amidst the cheers of everyone, the fog gradually calmed down and finally stopped completely. The mountain was still covered with white fog.

Brother Zhangmen couldn't help but laugh, making all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule.

At this moment, Feng Qitong calmly issued three talisman seals.

Lou Xuan looked at it and said in surprise, "Wild Wind Talisman? Isn't this useless?" He had just tested two Wind Talismans and they were unable to shake the mist. When he saw Feng Qitong using the Wind Talisman again, he couldn't help but give a reminder.

Just when Lou Xuan and others were stunned and puzzled, the three wind talismans had turned into three strong winds and blown into the mist.

Surprisingly, the fog that was originally as sticky as brown sugar was blown by the strong wind, like boiling water and snow. In just a dozen breaths, the thick fog in front of us was swept away, revealing a strip of water about ten feet wide and deep. A mile or two of open space.

Lou Xuan was filled with surprises, "Senior Sister Xiaofeng, you are so amazing, Fatty Lou is convinced."

Feng Qitong breathed out, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life! However, I did not crack the Shewushan magic circle, I just temporarily inhibited its operation. In addition, the little sister's magic power is not enough, and the road opened is only more than one mile. If I want to get out, Mist, we need to set up the formation at least two more times.”

Wei Fuqing said, "In that case, let's hurry up and hurry up. Junior Sister Xiaofeng, just break the formation and leave the rest to Wei."

When Lu Qiyan saw that the fog had cleared, he became impatient and said loudly, "What's so scary about a few stinking snakes? Let's go! Kill them up the mountain."

Wei Fuqing said, "Okay, then please ask Junior Brother Lou and Junior Brother Lu to open the way. The other junior brothers above the middle stage of Foundation Establishment will be divided into two wings. I will break up the rear, everyone should maintain the formation and don't get separated. In addition, I have some Ningxin Pills. , everyone puts it under the tongue to repel snakes and insects. "

As Wei Fuqing spoke, he raised his hand and a large amount of pills spilled out.

Shi Feng saw it and secretly cheered. Besides Wei Fuqing, there were nineteen people present. These nineteen people were far or near from Wei Fuqing. Some of them even had their backs to Wei Fuqing, but Wei Fuqing casually threw it away. , those elixirs were suspended in front of everyone's door, neither far nor close, just a foot apart.

Everyone took the elixir and put it into their mouths.

This Ningxin Dan is shaped like a mung bean and tastes slightly bitter.

At this time, Lou Xuan was already striding ahead. The fog on the mountain had dispersed, and we could see weeds and shrubs everywhere, with no path to be found.

The soft whip flew out of Lou Xuan's hand and turned into a giant dragon as thick as a bucket in the air. It hit the bushes and weeds hard, and the low bushes were immediately flattened.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "buzz" sound, and countless flying insects flew out of the bushes.

Lou Xuan was startled, "Damn it, there are iron-headed ants here too?!" Lu Qiyan next to him laughed, "Brother Lou, you can see clearly, these are all migratory locusts, straw-headed wasps, grasshoppers and the like. Insects, not ants.”

Lou Xuan took a closer look and said, "Sure enough, it seems that I was frightened by those iron-headed ants earlier. Don't laugh at me. Haha!"

The two of them were pioneers. While talking, they waved their magic weapons to separate the bushes and weeds into a path.

Although Lou Xuan was joking, he actually took twelve precautions and put a vine armor talisman on his body, with green crystals floating all over his body.

The other monks of Jiufu Sect held their breath and followed the path opened by Lou Xuan, walking upward.

For a while, there was no other sound except the people stepping on fallen leaves and the buzzing of insects.

After a cup of tea, Wei Fuqing suddenly said softly, "Ten feet away, in the grass on the right front, prepare to meet the enemy."

The leader on the right front wing was Song Fujie. Hearing the words, he hurriedly grasped the magic weapon, but he took a quick look and found nothing unusual.

"What?" Several disciples next to him were also unaware, looking surprised.

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light in the grass, and something jumped up like lightning and headed straight towards the door.

That man was a disciple of Liu Guyue's sect, and he was also a disciple of Foundation Establishment. He screamed "Ah" and waved the iron ruler in his hand.

The flying object bounced off the iron ruler with a "bang", and then he saw clearly that it turned out to be a black and white venomous snake as long as chopsticks.

After the black-ringed snake was deflected, it landed on a branch. It twisted its body and suddenly shot out again, still biting towards the monk.

The monk had come to his senses, cursed angrily, and slammed down the iron ruler in his hand, flattening the poisonous snake. He was frightened and angry. He cursed and stepped forward to step on the little snake a few more times to vent his anger.

Feng Qiwu, who was standing next to him, grabbed him and shouted, "Be careful!" Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of "snatching", as dense as raindrops, and a large black-ringed snake flew out of the grass and rushed towards the people on the right.