Chapter 614: Is This Really a Treasure?

Luo Xue's eyes lit up when she saw the description and diagram of the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Sword Formation drawn by Lin Fengmian on the ground.

"This formation is extraordinary!"

Lin Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was afraid that the old man had made up the formation diagram.

After all, every word in the formation explanation is understandable when taken apart individually, but when put together, it is incomprehensible.

Not to mention the formation diagram that looked like ghostly drawings. He couldn't tell whether it was a formation diagram or graffiti. His memory gave him a headache.

Luo Xue sat by the river and studied the sword formation carefully. From time to time, she used Zhenyuan to scribble on the ground.

Even with Luo Xue's astonishing swordsmanship talent, she studied it for more than two hours and was still deeply involved in it.

Seeing that there was only one hour left before the space was shattered, she quickly stopped.

"This formation is flexible and can be combined at will, with more or less, such as three, six, nine, eighteen, thirty-six, seventy-two, one hundred and eight and other combinations."

"The more swords are deployed, the greater the power. When one hundred and eight swords are deployed together, it will indeed have unpredictable power."

Speaking of this, she looked a little embarrassed.

"But the time is too short and this formation is too complicated. I can't deduce all of it. I can only deduce some of the changes."

Lin Fengmian didn't expect that this formation could stump Luo Xue, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This is a really incredible treasure!

"It's okay, just use as much as you can. It should be enough to deal with these guys in the Golden Core Yuan Ying realm."

Luo Xue hummed and began to explain to Lin Fengmian.

She knew that his theoretical knowledge was poor, so she showed him Zhenyuan's split sword light drill.

Although Lin Fengmian had poor theoretical knowledge, he made rapid progress with Luo Xue, a good teacher who taught students according to their aptitude.

He couldn't help but sigh again, if it weren't for the Pisces Pendant and Luo Xue, he might never have been able to make such incredible progress.

Luo Xue taught patiently, and did not stop until he showed the formation diagram of the seventy-two swords.

"I have only deduced half of the Eight Desolations Wind and Thunder Formation set up by these seventy-two swords. You'd better not use it against the enemy rashly."

Lin Fengmian nodded and said, "I understand."

Luo Xue continued: "The more swords there are in the Eight Desolations Wind and Thunder Formation, the more complex the changes will be, and the harder it will be to control."

"It is difficult for others to control so many swords at the same time, but for you, it is very suitable. It is as if they were tailor-made!"

Lin Fengmian knew what she meant. After all, his Eight Desolate Evil Gods required him to control four heads and eight arms at the same time. He needed to multitask and had high requirements on his spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, the Evil Emperor Technique is really the top skill in terms of distraction control and subtle manipulation.

At least Lin Fengmian has never seen a stronger technique, not even the Qionghua Sword Code can match it.

For him, it is really easier to control this sword formation than others, and he is also more comfortable.

It seems that he has really found a treasure, but what is the identity of the old man?

Is there really such a person who is a master of this kind of game that he has encountered?

Luo Xue was obviously also doubtful about the old man's identity. She frowned and said, "The old man's identity is not simple."

Lin Fengmian hummed and said, "I don't know what the purpose is, but it doesn't seem to be malicious. Instead, he gave me a lot of things."

Luo Xue said seriously: "All gifts have been clearly marked in secret, but I haven't asked you for remuneration yet."

Lin Fengmian took it seriously and said, "I understand, don't worry."

During the conversation, the space began to become unstable again, and Luo Xue knew that it was time to part ways.

"There are only two days left before the Blood Demon Trial. I probably won't have time to give you the complete sword formation. You should be careful."

Lin Fengmian smiled confidently: "I am also someone you taught me, so don't worry!"

Luo Xue smiled sweetly and said, "If you don't get first place, don't say it was me who taught you. I can't afford to lose this person."

Lin Fengmian laughed and said, "I will definitely get the first place!"

The space began to collapse, and Luo Xue solemnly explained: "If there is any trouble that cannot be solved, remember to call me over. It won't be a problem if I delay you for a while."

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "Okay!"

Darkness hit, and he slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the surroundings were still dark.

He was startled, and when he sat up, he realized that he was somehow lying on the ground, still covered with a quilt.

Lin Fengmian got up speechlessly and looked at Shangguan Qiong on the bed speechlessly.

"Sect Master, you have gone too far!"

Shangguan Qiong rolled up the quilt with only a small head exposed, and snorted coldly: "You fell asleep restlessly, what does it have to do with me?"

Lin Fengmian couldn't complain anymore. How could I, a person whose soul has left my body, sleep restlessly?

Am I possessed by an evil spirit?

He didn't care and said with a smile: "I see, Xiao Qiongqiong, the day's plan begins in the morning. It's time to dance after hearing the chicken."

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Shangguan Qiong's face changed slightly when he saw this guy with a sperm head rushing toward him, and he quickly stood up and pushed him away.

"Get out of here, don't even think about touching me!"

Only then did Lin Fengmian realize that she was wearing a rather cool and bold dress, with exposed shoulders, lotus-shaped arms and jade legs, and a small waist looming under the gauze.

The thin fabric on the chest bore an unbearable weight, and the heavy breasts were about to come out, and the white flowers were dazzling.

Lin Fengmian couldn't move his eyes away. It turned out that it wasn't that the fabric was unaffordable, but that it was more cost-effective to cover it up half-covered.

His throat moved slightly: "Xiao Qiongqiong, these clothes of yours..."

Only then did Shangguan Qiong realize that he was exposed. He covered the bouncing white rabbit with his hands and pushed him away in anger.

"I'm not wearing it for you anyway, get out!"

Lin Fengmian was no match for her. She kicked him out of the door and knocked on the door several times, but no one paid attention to him.

"Fairy Shangguan, open the door! We have important matters to discuss in this palace!"

"roll!"

"Ahem, this fairy, you don't want anything to happen to the Hehuan Sect..."

"Go if you can!"

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Lin Fengmian saw that he could not open the door using his identity, so he had no choice but to know that he had really made her angry.

She seemed to have prepared a surprise for herself yesterday, and had specially changed her clothes. However, when she came back, she ignored him and fell asleep.

Alas, but my life is at stake!

He patted the door again and said warmly: "Shangguan Fairy, have a good rest. I'm staying in the yard and not going anywhere."

Nangong Xiu on the third floor and Youyao on the first floor both looked at him, as if they were watching his excitement.

They all saw Lin Fengmian's love for Shangguan Qiong, and it was normal for them to lose Shangguan Qiong's temper.

Even Shangguan Qiong just kicked him out now, which was beyond their imagination.

"That's right!" Youyao said concisely and concisely.

"Don't say that my aunt doesn't feel sorry for you. Let's build a cabin in the yard and live in it." Nangong Xiu gloated.

Lin Fengmian touched his nose angrily, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You two guys are just gloating about others' misfortune!"

At this moment, the sky was getting brighter outside. He walked to the yard and stretched his muscles, then took out the set of ancient swords and began to shed blood to identify the owner.

Oddly enough, as soon as his blood dripped onto the sword, the sword flashed with brilliance, vaguely connected to him.

This set of magic swords really suits him perfectly!

After he finished confessing his master with blood, each sword seemed to be awakened and kept sending an idea to him.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

They kept transmitting their thirst for blood to Lin Fengmian, as if they were going crazy with hunger.

Lin Fengmian frowned slightly, so hungry for blood?

Isn't this a proper evil sword?

He dug a pond in the yard according to the requirements of the Sword Raising Art, poured animal blood and spiritual liquid into it, and set up a spirit-accumulating array.

Time was running out last night, and Luo Xue only watched the Eight Desolations Wind and Thunder Formation. He had no time to study the sword-raising technique, so he had no choice but to tinker with it on his own.

Lin Fengmian inserted one hundred and eight swords into the pool and activated the formation. The rust on the swords began to fade away, revealing a small piece of the crystal clear sword body.

This sword is actually not made of black iron, but made of some kind of special crystal. It's just that the surface is covered with rust and patina from unknown sources, making it look like an iron sword.

As moments passed, those swords began to exude the aura of high-grade magical weapons, and they continued to rise.

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but look forward to it. To what level could this magic sword be upgraded?