Chapter 137 Fellow Daoist, Your Luck Is Awesome

An Bulang returned to the center of the tomb where the five passages meet.

Treasures, elixirs, spells, and exercises have all been cleared by him.

Now there is only one channel left: array!

An Bulang recalled Lukui's words again. King Bai once gained a great reputation in the Bailing Empire with a prosperous cultivation culture, and his cultivation base even reached the peak level of Shenhai. It can also be regarded as a strong man.

No wonder the formation formed here is so strong, that mysterious power of the soul put him in a dangerous situation...

An Bulang knew that once he walked into the avenue of formation and faced the remnant soul of King Bai, he would face unknown dangers that could threaten his safety.

If it was an ordinary person, knowing this fact, he would have retreated a long time ago, especially after doing the above series of things...

But for some reason, An Bulang's heart was just about to move.

"Unexpectedly, King Bai is still alive..."

"It's a pity that such an interesting person died."

"It's all here, why don't you go and meet him?"

An Bulang stroked his chin lightly, nodded to himself and said, "Although it's a bit dangerous, how can the road of cultivation be smooth sailing? Besides, I, An Bulang, have a lot of cards in my cards. Is it possible that I can't be a card? More waves means stability!"

He managed to convince himself, and then walked towards the formation avenue.

The moment he stepped into the formation avenue, he knew that he had fallen into the formation.

The formation is very good, and in terms of structure, it can also be called exquisite.

An Bulang perceived and analyzed the formation with great interest, and walked forward step by step. Every step he took, he stepped on the key nodes of the formation, so that the formation could not even be hostile to him, but was slightly shaken by his footsteps, which seemed very comfortable.

He walked all the way like this, extremely natural, extremely peaceful, like an expert who has nothing to do with the world, and soon walked out of the range of the formation that concealed murderous intentions, and passed through the avenue of formation.

Milky white light came into view.

A brand new world appeared before An Bulang's eyes!

This is an extremely huge circular white stone platform.

Holy, serene.

A bronze-colored coffin was quietly placed in the center of the circular white stone platform. The coffin was surrounded by strange purple spirit grass, which swayed slightly, as if beckoning to him.

This is a mysterious-level high-level treasure of heaven and earth, the soul-enhancing grass!

There are so many! !

An Bulang licked the corner of his mouth.

Or, pull out all these grasses with your own ability? !

He remembered that he still had a white dragon horse, he couldn't eat these grasses, but the white dragon horse could eat them, which was very good for cultivation.

At this time, suddenly there was a wind.

A sharp and powerful sword light cut down from top to bottom.

The mighty sword energy filled the whole world in an instant.

A man with an ordinary appearance but a powerful and stern temperament appeared in front of the coffin.

His body is illusory, holding a golden virtual sword in his hand, his eyes are quiet and majestic, and his platinum battle robe is windless and automatic, giving people a very wise and powerful feeling.

"Congratulations to the predestined person, you can get the experience of the formation avenue among the five avenues of wealth, kung fu, elixir, magic technique, and formation. I have to say, your luck is awesome!"

The man with a cold face and a strong aura suddenly showed a gentle smile.

An Bulang blinked, is this luck, he seems to want everything, this is strength.

"Of course, your ability to pass the trial of the formation avenue also proves that your strength is not bad, and you are eligible to receive the lonely formation inheritance..."

"Dare to ask senior is..."

An Bulang asked curiously as he looked at the man in front of him full of force and with sword energy lingering around him.

The man flicked his sleeves, looked at the sky with his eyes like swords, and said slowly: "Gu is the owner of this tomb. He used to have a great reputation and unparalleled combat power. He killed the Red River Demons in fear. He is known as the Little God of War of the Bailing Empire! Everyone in the world respects Gu as the White King, the king on the battlefield!"

As soon as the words fell, golden light turned into sword energy flying all over the sky.

On the man's body, there is an unrivaled aura that is invincible in the battlefield.

If it was an ordinary monk, seeing this scene, he might not be able to help but pay homage to King Bai.

An Bulang wasn't that exaggerated, but there was surprise in his eyes.

Who the hell said that Bai Wang only has a remnant soul that can't attack people?

In this battle, you can definitely bully whoever you want to bully!

stable! Must be steady!

An Bulang silently suppressed his original idea of ​​discussing the construction of the cemetery with King Bai.

"An Bulang, I have met Senior Bai Wang." Seeing this, An Bulang saluted respectfully.

A truly strong person should know how to control himself, be able to be hard or soft, bend and stretch.

"That's right. Seeing the lonely queen, he can still be neither humble nor overbearing, and still has the same demeanor. He is a good seedling..." Seeing An Bulang's reaction of not being too shocked and licking the dog, Bai Wang was not only not angry, but extremely relieved.

The golden transparent long sword in his hand raised, and the sword energy surged again, saying: "Look out!"

Buzz~~~

The sword intent spread.

King Bai moved with the sword, and began to dance the sword in front of An Bulang.

The exquisite and unparalleled sword willfully swayed, making him look like the king of the sword. Suddenly, on the circular white stone platform, a powerful formation rose up, it was a sword formation!

In an instant, the sword moves and the sword array blended together, changing in thousands of ways.

Various kendo visions began to appear, there were high mountains and flowing water, there was a sword that split the sky, and there was a sweep of all armies...

An Bulang didn't know why Bai Wang jumped up in front of him, but since Bai Wang was in that mood, he was naturally happy to be an audience, but he didn't know whether it was appropriate to applaud.

After half a quarter of an hour.

Bai Wang's sword dance finally came to an end.

He seemed a little tired, and his body became illusory, but he was still majestic and unparalleled in the world, with a sword in one hand behind him, looking at An Bulang, with a majestic and high-pitched voice: "How is it?"

An Bulang was taken aback.

How about it?

Is this asking for his opinion?

Thinking of this, An Bulang immediately said with a serious expression: "White King, your idea of ​​combining sword moves and sword formations is actually a good idea, and the gain to sword moves is also very good, but the connection between sword moves and sword formations Blending is still too blunt, to put it simply, it lacks the power to coordinate."

"Once the enemy finds the key node connecting the two and breaks it open, then not only will you not gain the increase in strength, but you will also be backlashed by your own sword array and fall into a crisis."

"In addition, you have a kendo move like the setting sun in a river, but you don't have the power to match it in the sword formation, so the power of the sword formation cannot be reasonably connected with your power, which greatly increases the instability of the normal operation of the sword formation. It is easy to trigger a series of chain consequences, and it is recommended to change."

"There is also the flying dragon inscription in your sword formation, which is too violent. Although it can increase your strength when combined with sword moves, it is easy to hurt your meridians and soul. Here, I suggest you change the flying dragon inscription in the sword formation Cheng Qianlong's inscription or other inscriptions that blend yin and yang..."

An Bulang talked eloquently in front of King Bai with a very serious and sincere expression.

Bai Wang's faint aggressiveness gradually became solidified, and his expression changed from arrogance to astonishment.

This little fix...

What are you talking about?

He originally wanted to use his best ability of combining sword moves and sword formations, so that the little Xiu in front of him would adore him so much, praise him endlessly, and then beg him to pass on the inheritance of formations.

But now, what is this Xiaoxiu doing?

Are you actually guiding him solemnly on how to use his best skills? !

Bai Wang felt that his three views had been refreshed.

He just foolishly listened to An Bulang's eloquence until An Bulang finished all his opinions.

"You...do you know what you're going to say?" Bai Wang didn't know how to get angry, so he could only stare at An Bulang, and said majesticly.

An Bulang blinked and said curiously, "If you have any questions, just ask."

The corner of Bai Wang's mouth twitched slightly, and he roared in his heart, I want to be your teacher and pass on your inheritance, not for you to be my teacher! !

He was about to get angry, but for some reason, An Bulang's previous words suddenly came to mind.

Blending bluntness, coordinating power, chain consequences, modification of inscriptions...

One flaw, one suggestion...

Bai Wang was dumbfounded by the words before, and he didn't react for a while.

But at this time, after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that my shortcomings and insufficiencies are just like what the little monk in front of me said? !

Not only that, but the other party even came up with solutions to some defects! !

"You..." Bai Wang's words stuck in his throat, he didn't know what to say.

"If you have any questions, just ask." An Bulang said with a friendly expression.

In the end, there is no fundamental conflict between him and King Bai. This is King Bai's tomb and his home. When he comes to King Bai's tomb, in a sense, he is a guest at King Bai's house. He is the guest.

Guests, we must pay attention to etiquette.

For the master's request, the guest will also kindly satisfy him.

"Who are you..." Bai Wang thought for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

He really wanted to get angry, he is the little war god of the Bailing Empire, when will it be his turn for a little monk to point fingers here? But after calming down, he found that he couldn't get angry.

To be able to see the flaws in his sword moves and sword formations, and to offer reasonable suggestions, is definitely not ordinary!

"Me? My name is An Bulang, and I'm a freshman at Bailing Empire College." An Bulang said without changing his expression.

"Just a student?" Bai Wang looked at An Bulang incredulously, and shook his head after a while, "No...I absolutely don't believe you are an ordinary student."

"I'm not ordinary, I'm an excellent student." An Bulang nodded.

King Bai took a deep breath, did he mean that?

"Fellow Daoist An Bulang, did you really discover the flaws in the fusion of my sword moves and swordsmanship just after reading it once?" King Bai did not dare to regard An Bulang as a junior, but as a fellow daoist of the same generation road.

"That's right, you didn't perform it a second time." An Bulang felt that Bai Wang was talking nonsense, "Besides, you asked me how I was doing, didn't you just ask me to give my opinion? Could it be that my suggestion is wrong."

Bai Wang's heart once again set off a turbulent sea.

What's wrong, it's so right! !

King Bai has killed countless enemies, encountered countless powerful talents, and made a name for himself in the Bailing Empire. His majesty and vision are top-notch, so he naturally knew that he should face the scene in front of him.

He flew in front of An Bulang without hesitation, grabbed An Bulang's hand, and held it tightly.

"Don't mess with seniors!!"

"Are you here to save me?!"