Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

Time passed little by little.

In the waiting of all parties.

Lu Changzhi slowly opened his eyes, and sat up from the meditation chair.

"Awaited."

Lu Changzhi took a deep breath and looked at Sun Yi and Chen Kun.

"It's okay."

Sun Yi smiled.

Chen Kun nodded slightly, and fixed his eyes on Lu Changzhi.

At this moment, he wanted to know what this son of Lu Yuan could let him see after preparing for so long.

At this time, a light flashed in Lu Chang's hand.

The Jian Dao pen appeared in his hand.

Looking at this pen, Sun Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

With his many years of experience in Tianbao Pavilion, the pen that was taken out at this moment may seem ordinary, but in fact it should be very simple.

It's a pity that the surface of the pen is covered by another invisible force, blocking the detection of the mind.

"Just, this..."

Sun Yi's eyes were somewhat uncertain.

There are practitioners in the world who use brush and ink as a means, but it seems that there is not much connection between the brush and the formation?

Sun Yi looked at Chen Kun, only to see that the other party's eyes were also somewhat uncertain.

At this time, Lu Changzhi had already started to attack.

boom!

At the tip of the pen, a light suddenly lit up, and in an instant, the space around the world trembled. The power was concentrated at the tip of the pen, and as Lu Changzhi raised his hand to start the pen, it left traces visible to the naked eye in the void.

"This power and breath!"

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

The real strength of this son of Lu Yuan is stronger than they expected.

Such aura and strength, even with this pen, can be mobilized to such a degree, and one's own state will certainly not be too bad.

However, surprise is only surprise after all.

But considering that his father is Lu Yuan, it is not surprising.

At this time, Lu Changzhi was already holding the brush and continued, his speed was not fast, on the contrary, compared to ordinary brush strokes, it seemed much slower.

However, although the movement was slow, the marks it left gradually began to show the shape of a formation.

"Writing a pen as an array, painting in the void, this..."

Sun Yi seemed to think of something suddenly, his expression was slightly startled, and he immediately asked Chen Kun via voice transmission:

"Could it be the Holy Emperor?"

Combining the pen with the formation prohibition, it is not that no one has tried it, but it is rare.

Among them, the one with the highest achievement is Lin Yiheng, the strong man who is titled a holy emperor.

Although it is not famous for its formation, but when it comes to its formation, the most well-known one is to use the pen as a formation.

"Hard to say."

Chen Kun replied, his voice and expression became dignified at some point.

"After a stroke of the Holy Emperor, there have been countless imitators in the world who have tried to use pens to form formations. Some of them, although far from being comparable to a stroke of the Holy Emperor, have achieved some achievements."

"Based on this alone, it is not certain, unless......."

As he spoke, Chen Kun's voice suddenly became smaller, as if he had entered a state of obsession and stopped involuntarily.

"Unless what?" Sun Yi asked quickly.

Chen Kun didn't answer, but suddenly, as if thinking of something, he turned to look at the other people present and said:

"People of Tianbao Pavilion, get out quickly!"

Everyone was paying attention to Lu Changzhi's movements, and they were all shocked when they heard this voice.

Those who can come here to help must have certain attainments.

They could see that Lu Changzhi's actions at this time seemed to be painting, but in fact he was forming an formation. Moreover, the formation was constructed entirely with force without the help of external objects.

They just need to see these, and they can tell.

This Zijin distinguished guest definitely has something!

Right now, Chen Kun's words made them more sure.

Under Chen Kun's order, all of a sudden, people walked away quickly.

At the same time, Chen Kun raised his hand and took out a formation disk. Power poured into it crazily, and suddenly rays of light flew out from it, unfolding into a powerful and complex composite formation, isolating this place from the outside world as much as possible.

Sun Yi's curiosity disappeared, replaced by incomparable solemnity.

He had quite a lot of contact with Chen Kun.

Normally, it would never be possible for the other party to react like this, let alone take out the array disk and activate the array to ban it to such an extent.

"Could it be that it really has something to do with the Holy Emperor?"

Sun Yi asked via voice transmission, feeling somewhat disbelieving in his heart.

A holy emperor, a figure of the holy emperor level, was once a powerful existence on the Megatron side.

Lu Yuan had a lot of fame back then, but he was only regarded as expected to break the record of the youngest Holy Emperor.

It is difficult and difficult for the Holy Lord to become the Holy Emperor.

With a stroke of Holy Emperor, you can know the opponent's realm just by listening to the name.

Moreover, it is still ranked quite high.

Such a powerful existence, even if it has the slightest relationship or connection with it, is extremely difficult!

Chen Kun paid close attention to Lu Changzhi's every move.

At the same time, he responded to Sun Yi absent-mindedly:

"Since the news of the death of the Holy Emperor appeared, countless forces and powerful people have tried to find the inheritance and treasures left by him. "The Production and Application of Teleportation Array"."

"And this is exactly the experience he left behind in the teleportation formation. It's a pity that this is only a fragment. Although it was found, no one has ever been able to learn it. The genius who was so talented back then , I once felt sorry for it, saying that if the volume is not completed, it will be difficult to find it in the end.”

Sun Yi's eyelids twitched suddenly, looking at Lu Changzhi who was concentrating on his pen, he couldn't help saying:

"Could it be that what he is using at the moment is "The Making and Application of Teleportation Array"?"

Chen Kun nodded:

"I had the opportunity to read the content recorded in it, and studied it for a while. Although I didn't get anything, I was deeply impressed by it. I was not sure at first, but until now..."

Chen Kun shook his head lightly:

"There should be nothing wrong."

Sun Yi took a deep breath: "It seems that he has obtained a complete scroll of a saint."

Chen Kun suddenly looked away and looked at Sun Yi:

"Think about it, how old he is, what the Sage Emperor left behind, how much time would it take for ordinary practitioners to study it thoroughly, not to mention how practical it is, and the teleportation array."

His words were like thunder, and Sun Yi was instantly moved.

He couldn't help but look carefully at Lu Changzhi's face.

Yes, how old is the other party?

twenty?thirty?forty?

At most, it is under a hundred years old.

Although he was not in touch with the Dao, he was very clear about the difficulties Chen Kun pointed out.

This is also why, when practitioners in the world are looking for what their predecessors have left, they all sharpen their heads and want to get the inheritance.

Without inheritance, many records of martial arts, martial arts, and even experience and perception can only be singled out as words, and together they are heavenly scriptures.

"So, he got a piece of inheritance from the Holy Emperor?"

When he said this, Sun Yi himself couldn't believe it.

The more information you learn, the more you can understand what an amazing thing this really means.

Compared to Sun Yi, Chen Kun, who should have reacted most violently, still seemed too calm.

He shook his head slightly, turned his eyes back to Lu Changzhi who was in a formation, and said to Sun Yi:

"You might as well think boldly, look at his pen, is there any other possibility?"