Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 429: The yin and yang of strangeness and childishness

 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 movements of the disciples below him were actually 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 thing is, as an elder of the outer sect, what kind of teachings should I preach, and when will it be the turn of this group of disciples to make irresponsible remarks.

The other party can just whisper.

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 Tongxin Chuan's response.

　　　…”

 He glanced back at Tongxinchuan.

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

While making noise, someone pushed a formation plate over.

 After thinking for a moment, he finally stood up.

“Yeah! Senior Brother Yan is also interested?”

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

 Hearing that the disciple casually pulled Elder Yang in.

“Let them see the method that Elder Sheep taught us.”

 It’s not like you think that the introductory things you just talked about are the so-called formations.

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 real deal. Let you bunch of rubes see the mystery of the formation."

 “How dare you harm me!”

 The Qingyue Sect is the one that most encourages its disciples to talk to each other.

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

The only thing that puzzled him was that this group of Nanyang Sect monks whose inheritance was cut off still knew the art of formation?

 After that, I was impulsive, but I forgot that the elder was still teaching the Fa.

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

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

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.

 The people nearby saw this and became even more excited.

Now that I am being contradicted by these words, I can neither sit nor stand. If I really give in like this, wouldn’t I lose the face of Elder Sheep? I will not be qualified to listen to the other party’s lectures in the future.

 “Ho! Ho! Ho!”

There are hundreds of disciples in this hall, but 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 party’s attention.

  “Tsk.”

Li Qingfeng quietly winked at Tong Xinchuan.

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

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 can such patience be easy for someone to do?

 The two made eye contact.

“You came here specifically to embarrass our Sect Master Shen.”

 “Get out, you 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 had been 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 distinctions between formations. Now they are asking others to set up a formation. Isn't it too hard?

“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. I am only in the realm of returning to the first level of virtual reality. Even if I carve the word "sect master" on my 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 in a formation, each expressing his or her own opinion without harming harmony.”

Yan Wencheng walked to the front of Shen Yi and sat down. He 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 touched the array plate curiously: "What is this and how to use it?"

As soon as these words 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 plate. After a long time, no formation object emerged.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he suppressed his mockery and sat down... He was pretending to be serious, but his 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 he had sorted out the thoughts in his mind.

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

 That is to say, from now on.

 The side suddenly became dead silent.

“…” Many disciples gradually frowned.

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, with 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. His eyes were fixed on the formation plate, swallowing his saliva crazily, watching the exquisite and mysterious formation symbols quickly emerge.

 Not long.

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

 A simple word, but it echoed in the hall.

 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 Return Formation.

 Furthermore, 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 remaining strength.

 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 gazes from around him were piercing his face, making his face feel hot.

After being silent for a long time, he said tremblingly: "I...I can't break it..."

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

 Don’t you even dare to give it a try?

 Elder Sheep is still watching from above.

On the other hand, Tong Xin Chuan casually waved away the patterns on the array plate.

Tucked his sleeves and robe a little.

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

 (End of this chapter)