break the way [comprehension]

It can be said that as soon as Du Ziteng entered the Zhoutian Realms, the tense relationship between the monster race and the human race came at the head, like a bowstring that is getting tighter and tighter, and may break at any time.

As Du Ziteng encountered the Yaozu again and again in the Baicheng Realm and Feitian Realm, Du Ziteng became more and more familiar with the Yaozu, but the more he understood, the more confused he felt.

What exactly is a monster race?

In other words, in the eyes of the human race, how do you define the monster race?

Slowly, Du Ziteng also accepted the definition of the human race: those races that rely on monster qi for cultivation, and have a completely different cultivation system from the human race that relies on spiritual energy, are all called demon race by the human race.

In fact, according to Du Ziteng's understanding, the Baibu of the Yaozu is just a general term. Within the Yaozu, the powerful races at the top, such as the Lei Lijiao and the Seven-tailed Tianxin Fox he had come into contact with, came from completely different Jiaozu. Du Ziteng is no stranger to the slightly weaker races below, such as the rabbit demon clan he once helped.

The division of the human race reflects only an extremely self-righteous cognition from the standpoint of the human race.

Deep down in Du Ziteng's heart, there was even an idea of ​​"rebellion and injustice". There are so many types of monster races, if one must say, except that the energy they use for their cultivation is different from that of human races, in fact, they are all intelligent life just like human beings.

Among the monster races that Du Ziteng has come into contact with, there are bloodthirsty ones, such as those who used to be able to kill in the flying world, and there are also those who have a good overall view and restraint, such as the Lei Li who is called "Demon Saint" in the Baicheng world. Jiao, what's more, what Du Ziteng has come into contact with are ordinary little monsters who are as ignorant as Lu You, they are just all living beings in this world.

These monsters are similar to the monsters that Du Ziteng led an army to repel in the Cultivation Alliance... There are similarities but they are completely different.

At least, as far as bloodthirsty is concerned, even the most vicious of the monster clan is far inferior to those monsters.

It can be said that the killing of the Yaozu is more of a desire for revenge based on the unfair treatment of the human race. In a sense, this is an act of grievances between intelligent beings.

But demons... Thinking of that bloody army, it is simply a killing machine that has been tempered for thousands of years. The invasion of the Cultivation Alliance may be instinctive, or it may be forced to survive, but none of them is due to the morality among intelligent beings. This is completely different from the situation of Yaozu.

However, Du Ziteng couldn't clearly distinguish the energy that the demon relied on, but it was also completely different from that of the human race.Of all the things Du Ziteng has come into contact with so far, I am afraid that only the situation of the monster race can explain why the monster race is different from the human race.

It is precisely because of the subtle similarities and differences that Du Ziteng feels that the differences between the Yaozu and the Yaozu will provide an answer to the mystery, so he persistently seeks an answer: Why is the relationship between the human race and the Yaozu the way it is today?Since everyone uses different energy sources, why does the oath to cut Wuyuan emphasize so much that "people who are not of my race must have different hearts"?

But now, facing Guo Lin who couldn't give an answer, standing in front of the almost dry ink pool, thinking of the disappearing ink radicals, is there any connection between the two... Du Ziteng's heart was churning He made a guess: the answer in Zhan Wuyuan may be in the large formation of Mobu and the ink pool in front of him.

"I want to go and have a look." Du Ziteng's expression suddenly became indescribably determined.

Tian Yikuan on the side was originally in a state of unrest when he thought about the past events in Yuanzhong after the conversation between Du Ziteng and Guo Lin just now, but now Du Ziteng's five short words, coupled with the resolute look in Mochi's eyes, shocked five people Spiritual return to taste - go to Mochi to see?

Immediately thinking of the origin and rumors of this ink pool, Tian Yikuan almost jumped up in shock.

However, Guo Lin was stunned for a moment, but quickly put his blankness back into his eyes, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face: "Oh? You want to take a look in the ink pool?"

Du Ziteng nodded, his face and expression seemed to be determined.

But Tian Yikuan opened his mouth wide, but the obstruction that was about to blurt out was held back by Guo Linsen's cold eyes, feeling extremely depressed in his heart: The other party is obviously a dying person with decaying breath, why would he be so afraid!

Guo Lin glanced at Du Ziteng calmly, but Tian Yikuan heard his words sound like thunder: "Yes. But speaking of it, this ink pool is not like the other seven pools. Only the radicals have been there. Anything can happen, have you figured it out yourself?"

Du Ziteng smiled lightly, and he had the momentum to win: "Senior Guo, I will save you."

If that person can do it, why can't he do it?

Looking up at the complicated morality in this big formation, it seems that that person is showing what he has learned in his life one by one. For Du Ziteng now, although this kind of road has gone farther than him, he can already see the end. Completely look up to and unattainable.

Du Ziteng has his own pride and confidence.

Tian Yikuan's gaze was dull, and Du Ziteng walked up to the ink pond and sat down cross-legged. Guo Lin closed his eyes on the spot, as if he didn't intend to ask any more questions, and just followed Du Ziteng's torment.

But behind Tian Yikuan, Kong Susu couldn't help whispering softly to Ming Yu next to him: "Brother Ming, the water in your Chichi isn't as hard as iron, is it? Although the water in our Zichi is powerful, there are also formulas to enter it. How to make this ink pool? Could it be that there is a special formula? But Master Xiao has not entered the ink department, and he does not know such formulas..."

Ming Yu frowned, but he said: "Back then, so many talisman masters abandoned the ink department, obviously they failed to understand that there were traces of the former Mo group in this big formation—since Master Xiao was able to see through , and made such a request, I know it well, so don’t worry too much.”

Kong Susu was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Ming Yu with beautiful eyes, and said in her heart: Is Brother Ming really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?If Master Xiao fails to enter the battle zone of Mochi, and there are people like the radicals of Mobu inherited here, they must stay and practice and continue to challenge; if Master Xiao can enter the battle zone through Mochi, that is even more Once out of control, they are all polished in the battle environment. The battle environments of the other seven pools are different, and the Taoism that can be comprehended is also different, but they all need to be immersed in it and practice day and night all year round. Dacheng... In this way, it is logical for Master Xiao to stay here.

All in all, as long as Master Xiao starts to challenge the ink pool, no matter whether Master Xiao can enter the battle through the ink pool or not, delaying here becomes inevitable.

And Kong Susu thought that although she had disputes with Tian Yikuan, Ming Yu and others about the ownership of Master Xiao just now, they should all have the same goal at this moment—Master Xiao is only one, if they stay here Mobu, what's the matter with them? !

What she said just now was just to hope that Ming Yu and Master Xiao would get to know each other better, so she could say something to stop her, but who knew that Ming Yu was absent-minded, but she couldn't understand it at all, which made Kong Susu feel depressed.

Kong Susu didn't know the turmoil in Ming Yu's heart, the difference between her and Ming Yu was far more than the difference between elite disciples.

You must know that Ming Yu is not just the next successor that Chibu is working hard to train. Among the young elites of Babu, he is ahead of his peers in terms of cultivation and dealing with others. Surpassing the disciples of the same generation, even the elders of Yuanzhong like Tian Yikuan can hardly match.

This is of course because Ming Yu is indeed worthy of cultivation, so why not have the results of the operation of Chibu and even Zhan Wuyuan?

The reason is that Zhan Wuyuan claims to be the defender of the oath of Zhan Wu from all the realms of the Zhou Dynasty, and he somewhat regards himself as the leader of all the realms, and like Ming Yu, who has become famous in all the realms and overwhelmed the rest of the world. Zhan Wuyuan is also happy to see the excellent successor of the young disciples in the world.

Therefore, Ming Yu's visible and visible preferential treatment is of course a bit higher than Kong Susu and Ji Qing's, but in the dark, Ming Yu's resources are beyond what Kong Susu can imagine now. No matter how unconvinced Liu is, this is also the status quo.There are only a few resources in the sect that can be tilted towards young children, and with Ming Yu, there is no one else.

This is also one of the reasons why young people in the seven tribes have a lot of friction with each other. Their elders, especially those in the tribe who are not in the Red tribe, are actually very happy to see: Mingyu is excellent, but how can his own children not compete? Know there is no chance?Besides, at worst, it's not bad to use Ming Yu to sharpen his children.

But so far, Mingyu has lived up to his reputation, and all these frictions are under control. If Tian Yikuan hadn't appeared today, he would be confident that after he suppressed Ji Qing, he would take the opportunity to suppress the rest, and Tian Yikuan There is no other choice, the blue part is not accepted, and the masters of Fuzhen and the others are very short of the blue part, so they have to fight their old faces.

Now that Du Ziteng chooses to enter the Mochi battle environment, although Ming Yu doesn't know what is tumbling in Tian Yikuan's heart, he is younger after all, but the reputation of beating down big monsters outside is not for nothing. The sect can give him resources, but the difference between life and death Fighting, but the sect will never directly help, he already faintly feels that this matter involves the Mobu, and has long since broken away from the simple category that the elders of the sect asked to win over a talisman master.

Such a keen judgment of the situation made him use the resources at hand to investigate the affairs of Mobu.

Having grown up in Zhan Wuyuan for hundreds of years, Ming Yu found out for the first time today that there were only seven copies of Zhan Wuyuan after reading the clues in those old papers!

All of this was rewritten in the hands of the chief of the Mo tribe, who asserted to Lord Yuan that there is still an entrance to the battlefield in Zhanwuyuan!

Ming Yu looked at the figure of Master Xiao sitting cross-legged, feeling palpitating and inexplicable. Everything at that time was so similar to today. The chief of the Mo tribe also uttered wild words at a young age, how many people in Wuyuan, etc. Watching his jokes.

But he pointed to a flat tunnel and said: Here is the eighth entrance to the battle environment, and it is completely different from the previous seven.

Regardless of the cynicism and ridicule around him, he sat at the entrance of the flat ground for 30 days. On the [-]th day, the mountain collapsed and the ground collapsed. Countless monks witnessed with their own eyes that the water in the depths of the ground was like ink, which was an ink pool.

The figure of the radical of the Mo tribe disappeared in the ink pool for three days and three nights, which was a sign of entering the battle environment. While waiting, some monks tried to enter the battle environment, but they were caught by the hard The stone-like water in the pond was shocking, and for three days and nights, countless monks in the abyss returned home, only then did they realize that only that person could enter the ink pool.

When he came out, Lord Yuan was overjoyed and gave him the ink flag. Since then, the seven divisions of Wuyuan have been cut and eight divisions have been formed.

Zhan Wuyuan was shocked. For thousands of years, no one could see the existence of these eight entrances. How did this young monk with inconspicuous cultivation do it?

Facing all the monks who were astonished and questioning, the head of the Mo tribe only said a word: the way of the talisman array is the way of the poor, and there is nothing you can't do.

Just these twelve characters, plus an unprecedented Mochi Mobu, made Zhan Wuyuan not dare to underestimate the talisman master ever since.

But what seems to be a legend now is just the beginning of this talisman master's earth-shattering life.

After that, he slayed demons and defended the Way, balanced the boundaries, and created a way. Wherever this master's footprints went, all the worlds would not be dissatisfied.

This talisman master almost single-handedly propped up a world for the way of talisman in the circles of Zhoutian. Since then, it has become common practice in all realms to practice the way of talisman.

Afterwards, all those who practiced the Way of the Talisman Formation in the Zhoutian Realms once again confirmed his words with their own painful experiences: the way of the Talisman Formation is the path to heaven.

How can the way of heaven be so easy to climb?It is easy to learn but difficult to master. It can be learned concurrently, but it is absolutely difficult to specialize in it.

How many people have exhausted their time, and in the end they can only sigh in vain looking at this great way, and have to give up.

But those with great perseverance thought of the master of Fuzhen who opened up the glorious prospect of the Dao of Fuzhen. Like the crucian carp crossing the river, they come to Zhanwuyuan in an endless stream, only looking forward to hearing the words of the former sage of the Dao, which can be regarded as Lunyin.

Those scenes are too long ago, although there are only a few records, but the magnificence of the gathering of seekers before Zhan Wuyuan is still overwhelming, and even Ming Yu is yearning for it, it is hard to imagine that the Mobu chief is really strong To what extent can it be possible to have so many outstanding talents from all over the world come and follow, gathering from all directions...

At that time, there were quite a few people who were lucky enough to be in the ink department to hold the whip for that radical. Almost all those who were influenced by him have become prominent talisman masters in this life, such as the one who named himself Dayan in the first world, such as Master Cen Ze who works in the Cangqi world, such as Master Haichen who is high in the orange department...

Except for the senior Guo in front of him, who was the closest to that radical at the beginning, judging from his ability to control the large formation and make them helpless, he is clearly among the masters, but he is so loyal to his oath In one place, there is no name among the worlds.

But it's not these things that can make Ming Yu's mind not belong to this point, but at that time, there was a senior in Yuanzhong jokingly asked the head of the Mo tribe, and there was a gathering of heroes by the ink pool, who will take over the mantle in his year?

The radicals of Mobu answered with a smile, the road is long, and anyone who seeks my way can share the mantle.

The senior who asked with a smile said: No, only one person is required to be the head of the ink department.

After being silent for a while, the head of the Mo tribe smiled and pointed to the ink pool: I was given the ink banner by the master of the pool, Mengyuan, and whoever can enter this pool again in the next year can inherit this banner.

Those false guns in front are not the focus of Ming Yu's concern at all, this is it!

All the people in the world who practice Fuzhen Dao can practice my Dao. That Mobu chief is really generous and he did the same thing. He never hesitates to give advice to anyone who has the opportunity to learn from Zhan Wuyuan.

As for the followers around him, he has never favored one over the other. He has always regarded those who have no background and impeccable character, and teach them earnestly. This is the reason why so many people still cherish him even after he disappeared.

but!That senior asked the crux of the problem: You can teach many people, but there is only one who can succeed the next Mobu chief in the future, and this must not be confused.

According to the rules in Zhan Wuyuan, resources are only given to the most outstanding disciples, there must be no ambiguity, that's why I asked this question.

And the answer from the radical of Mobu is the reason why Mingyu can't calm down now: those who enter the Mochi can inherit his status.

There is no mention in this record of the reason why the chief of the Mo tribe no longer served in this position, and the Mo flag was withdrawn, which is what Ming Yu remembered.Therefore, he was mentioned as the "former ink tribal head" in the eight parts, but after he disappeared, he did not clearly designate a successor, but all mentions of the ink tribal chief also refer to the same person.

But one fact cannot be changed, that is: among the eight departments, the position of the head of the ink department has never been lacking.

In other words, this Master Xiao, he is now trying to enter the ink pond... This is a fucking competition for the position of the eight radicals...

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if this matter was decided by the head of the Mo tribe back then, it is no longer counted now, but back then, Lord Yuan bestowed the ink flag because the ink pool was alive and the other party could use the ink pool to enter the battle. If there is one more person who enters the ink pool... it seems reasonable to give the ink flag again...

According to various indications, Master Xiao's aptitude in the Dao of Talisman Array may not be inferior to that of Mobu radical at all. The ink pool left behind may not be difficult...

In other words, Master Xiao may also win that ink banner again!

Just now, these people were still thinking of promising all kinds of benefits to win over each other, but now the other party is already attacking the position of the chief of one of the eight tribes... Ming Yu is now, no matter how famous he is, he is only one of the leaders of the tribe. Job, this is how calm Ming Yu is!

At this moment, with Ming Yu's deep thoughts, he couldn't help but start to doubt, could it be that Master Xiao had this idea from the very beginning? !

But he immediately denied his thoughts.

Not to mention that he met Master Xiao in the Hundred Cities Realm because of the long ringing of the Sky-Covering Star Clock. The Sky-Covering Star Clock is an innate sacred object, who can easily manipulate it?Why do people who can manipulate it have to make such a big circle.

Even if Master Xiao made a spur-of-the-moment invitation because of his own invitation, this possibility is not great. The Mobu is deeply hidden here. If Tian Yikuan hadn't happened to be among them and offered Tong Xing's favor to the head of the Lanbu, this Master Xiao No matter how much you want to enter the ink department, it is in vain.

What's more, what the head of the Mo tribe said at the beginning was only circulated inside Zhan Wuyuan, such secret news, Master Xiao only came out of the wild place around him, how did he know it?

The most important thing is the challenge of entering the ink pond... Back then, many followers of Mofushou tried all of them, but none of them could succeed. Why did Master Xiao think he could succeed?

All in all, there are as many coincidences as difficulties in this, Ming Yu doesn't think that anyone will deliberately plan such a scheme, if someone really plots, I am afraid that Dayan and his ilk will have more motives.

Master Xiao, I'm afraid it's just because of fate that he wants to go to that ink pool to have a look.

But...according to Mingyu's judgment, the possibility of Master Xiao's success is not low. If one is not good, he can really succeed...

Although Zhan Wuyuan is still known as the Eight Divisions to the outside world, after the disappearance of the chief of the Mo tribe, although the great inheritance of the talisman masters is still preserved to this day, there are not many masters of the current generation, but there are not many, but the eight divisions Among them, the ink department is actually missing, and the seven departments have already reached a balance in many aspects. This is an indelible fact.

If there is really another Mobu radical, a Mobu radical that is meaningful to all the talisman masters in the Zhoutian Realms, and even has a certain appeal, the internal balance of Zhan Wuyuan will definitely be broken again!

This is the result that none of Zhan Wuyuan's seven divisions wants to see!

Ming Yu looked at Tian Yikuan beside him with deep eyes, he could find out the truth with the resources at hand, didn't this old fox who even saw the glory of Mobu with his own eyes not understand?

Seeing Tian Yikuan's tangled expression, Ming Yu immediately understood, and the other party probably understood too.

"Elder Tian, ​​if Master Xiao really enters the Mochi... I am afraid that the Mobu will reappear?"

Tian Yikuan straightened his spine when he heard Ming Yu's voice transmission, and then he said calmly through the voice transmission: "Nephew, don't worry, in the past, many talents from the Mohist tribe were unable to enter the ink pool. It was not that easy. What's more, The reappearance of Mobu...is even more difficult."

Tian Yikuan didn't regret that he didn't stop Master Xiao just now, but he knew that he was intimidated by Guo Lin just now, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to stop him.

Guo Lin's mentality is actually quite understandable. He sticks to this place, and time is running out. Naturally, he hopes that the Mobu can succeed.And just like Guo Lin, a cultivator who is running out of time is even more terrifying, because the other party has nothing to worry about, and he can fight with his life even more.

What's more, Guo Linshou has been in the big formation of Mobu for hundreds of years, how terrible would a talisman master be in the big formation that he has guarded for hundreds of years?

Tian Yikuan, who had witnessed the most glorious era of the talisman formation master, didn't want to experience it for himself.

And the implication of what he said just now is also very straightforward: How can this master Xiao be able to do those things that the talisman master can't do?Furthermore, even if it is done, no one has ever said that entering the Mochi can inherit the Mo Department!

All seven of them are here, will they watch Guo Lin, a dying man, fulfill his wish?

There are too many places where you can do it.

In this Zhanwuyuan, which one wants to accomplish something and whether it can succeed may depend on many factors, but if the seven departments want to work together to achieve something... This is almost equivalent to the will of the entire Zhanwuyuan , Zhan Wuyuan's will, how many forces in the entire Zhoutian Realm can stop it?

That's all Tian Yikuan relied on.

When Ming Yu heard it, it was indeed the case. After all, he had a lot of experience, so he settled down and just watched how Du Ziteng broke through the ink pond.

Du Ziteng didn't know the twists and turns in the minds of these monks in Zhanwuyuan when he was on the ink pool. I am afraid that even if he knew, he would just sneer. He only went to the ink pool to find an answer in his heart. very messy.

And Du Ziteng did encounter unprecedented challenges in the ink pool,

This ink pool is completely different from everything that Du Ziteng has come into contact with before. When Du Ziteng used the Great Formation of Fatian to stimulate the entrance of the battle in Wuyuan, Du Ziteng had already tested the eight pools, and the other seven pools were all gathered by demon power. Formed, it swayed as soon as it was excited, only this pool of Mobu, which seemed to gather the same monster power, was so solid and seamless.

But now, Du Ziteng's consciousness was like a puddle of clear water evenly spread on the ink pool. He didn't know where to start, so he planned to investigate comprehensively.

However, nothing was found.

Du Ziteng once again sacrificed the Fatian Great Formation, just like when he rescued Ji Qing just now, he used the aura sucked from the spirit stone to activate the ink pool, and then, under the eyes of everyone, the water in the ink pool that was originally as hard as stone and smooth as a mirror unexpectedly Ripples appear like spring water wrinkled by the breeze!

At this moment, not to mention Kong Susu and others who were surprised, even Tian Yikuan and Ming Yu couldn't hide their shock. Could it be that Master Xiao could really break into the ink pool? !

And Ji Qing, who had been trapped in the big formation of the Mobu before, managed to relax a bit at this time, and his eyes widened when he saw this scene, but he was not as surprised as the rest of the people. To be rescued from that ghostly place, it is inevitable to break into the ink pool, he is just looking forward to seeing how this master Xiao will open the ink pool!

But the stone-hard ink pool is indeed the most difficult to conquer among the eight pools. After ripples appeared, it returned to a smooth mirror-like appearance, and there was no more movement.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Du Ziteng, did Master Xiao have any other means that he couldn't offer?

Tian Yikuan's heart turned a thousand times, and a message flew out in his hand. He had seen so many talisman masters crash here, so he also believed that no matter how outstanding this Master Xiao was, he was just standing shoulder to shoulder with Dayan and his like. How can we catch up with the previous generation of Mobu radicals, but now, seeing the reaction of the Mochi, Tian Yikuan is already calm. If there is such a possibility, no matter what, the blue department must make plans and countermeasures in advance !

"Humph!"

Tian Yikuan only felt a stabbing pain in his consciousness, and the message that contained the prestige of a monk who joined the Dao had been wiped out before it even came out of Mobu!

Guo Lin said lightly: "Since you have come to the place of my ink department, you still want to follow some unreasonable rules of my ink department: since someone is breaking into the ink pool, all actions that may interfere will be temporarily restricted. If you offend If you think about it, you are also outstanding people in the sect, so please bear with me."

Seeing Tian Yikuan's ugly face that could no longer be concealed, how could Ming Yu and others not understand that this Elder Tian had clearly suffered a big loss at the hands of this seemingly dying Senior Guo, and Tian Yikuan was already one of them. With the highest cultivation level, for a while, these proud sons of heaven looked a little ugly, that is to say, before this Master Xiao broke into the ink pool and got a result, they were all under guard and must not act rashly ? !

Guo Lin didn't seem to take their grievance seriously, closed his eyes, restrained his breath, and looked like a living dead again.

On the opponent's territory, when Ji Qing was trapped just now, they had already experienced the terrifying power of the Mobu land in the hands of a talisman master. ending.

But that Master Xiao was sitting cross-legged, with peace of mind and steady breath, and he actually looked determined to stay here for a long time in retreat, as if he didn't care at all when the ripples disappeared just now.

Tian Yikuan, Ming Yu and others looked at each other and smiled wryly. What else can we do in this situation? Wait.

Time passed bit by bit, but the ink pool was as hard as a stone and as smooth as a mirror since it appeared, and the back of Master Xiao sitting cross-legged on it was as tall and straight as ever, as if he had never felt the slightest sense of defeat.

The wait was too long, so long that Ming Yu and the others simply sat down cross-legged and began to think about the inheritance of the battle environment that they had no time to polish in the weekdays. In the end, Chi still thought that it would be useless to practice such a race against time, so he stood upright on the spot, looking as if he had entered into a samadhi like Master Xiao.

When Kong Susu was running for several days, he opened his eyes, and as expected, he saw that the ink pond was still there, and that Master Xiao's back remained unchanged, and complained to Ji Qing beside him: "This is the same for Master Xiao, this ink pond is not so easy to get into. If you can't get in, just admit it, it's a waste of time..."

...but they were too tired to be trapped here.

Although Ji Qingren was arrogant, but because of Du Ziteng's life-saving grace, he refused to easily go along with it, and only said indifferently: "Could it be that Senior Sister Kong still has someone to worry about outside, and it's also part of our practice to hone our patience, so why be anxious. "

After being taught a lesson by someone like Ji Qing, Kong Susu opened her eyes wide and was on the point of laughing: "I really forgot, Junior Brother Ji, you are protected by Uncle Turnip, you really have nothing to look after!"

Ji Qing snorted coldly, and Ran Jingtian beside him also had a headache: "I also vaguely heard that countless monks retreated in front of this ink pool back then, Master Xiao...was indeed too stubborn."

Ming Yu slowly opened his eyes while frowning. He was a little confused by the words of these people. When he really saw Du Ziteng's figure, a bright light flashed in his eyes. Tian Yikuan said decisively, "Shut up!"

These few people heard Tian Yikuan's solemnity, and saw Ming Yu's solemn expression, they didn't understand why, Ming Yu whispered: "Look carefully!"

After hearing what they said, they all turned their heads to look at Du Ziteng. The ink pond and the back have not changed. Why is this so?

Then Kong Susu exhaled in a low voice: "Ah!"

Ji Qing, Ran Jingtian and the others also came back to their senses, their eyes glowed with brilliance, and they saw that the ink pool was still as smooth as a mirror, but at this moment, in their consciousness, the entire ink formation seemed to come alive, refracted Thin lines of ink-colored brilliance draw mysterious trajectories along the formation, and those trajectories extend slowly from the top, and they are about to touch the ink pool!

If it wasn't for their full consciousness and keen scanning, it would be difficult to detect it!

Does this kind of mutation indicate that this hard ink pool, which is completely impossible to touch, will eventually change?

Everyone's hearts couldn't help beating. Could it be that they really wanted to witness this miraculous moment with their own eyes?

Tian Yikuan couldn't help but muttered: "But when the ink radical entered the ink pond, it wasn't such a sign..."

Ming Yu frowned: "Even if it's the same way of the talisman array, maybe it's different..."

This inadvertent answer revealed the truth.

Du Ziteng didn't know how the head of the ink group got into the ink pool at the beginning. The head of the ink group wrote all his life's deeds in the ink group. How could Du Ziteng completely decipher it in a hurry?

What's more, the same is the way of the talisman array, and people's choices are different. Du Ziteng's understanding is traced back to his cognition of the origin of the world. Other people's way can only be used as a reference, and must not be easily borrowed.

The ink pool in front of me is like a black box. Everyone has different understandings, and based on different understandings, there are different ways to crack it.

But Du Ziteng did not fully refer to the Dao traces of Mo radicals, what he relied on was his own understanding of the talisman array: energy, structure, and materials.

It is also a large array of temptations, the other seven pools can be stirred up, but the water in the black ink pool cannot respond, at least one of these three elements is different from the other seven pools.

What Du Ziteng had to do was to test it out comprehensively, what was different about it, and then talk about the method of cracking it according to its characteristics!

But after he sacrificed the Fatian formation many times, what he didn't expect was that the entire Mobu formation would respond in this way... After all, the two formations were essentially created by one person, right?

Du Ziteng is not that kind of hypocritical person. The Great Formation of Fatian was drawn by that person, and the Great Formation of Mobu was also made by that person. In Du Ziteng's hands, they are all tools that are conveniently used to test Mochi. The more tools, the more As a tool, he will not refuse it because of his complicated feelings for the master of the formation.

It's just that the result of this test made Du Ziteng more and more surprised. What is the origin of this ink pool?Why did he react differently from the other seven pools to all kinds of temptations, evil spirits, and spiritual power?

Except for a slight reaction to the delicate balance of monster energy in the Fatian Great Formation, everything else remained indifferent.

So, after that burst of ripples, Du Ziteng completely stopped exploring the ink pool.

He couldn't help but return to the essence of the problem: the so-called eight parts and eight pools... In the final analysis, they are all the entrances to the battle environment. According to what Ming Yu said earlier, this battle environment is somewhat similar to the very high-level illusion. These monks who cut Wuyuan In it, you can get the opportunity to fight against the monster clan, so as to realize the way related to the battle environment and improve your combat power.

The Mochi is also one of the entrances to the Battle Realm.

So, how did these battle situations come about?Who set it up?What is the mechanism and principle of operation?

After clarifying this problem, the secret of Mochi will naturally be unraveled.

One can imagine that this must be one of the most core secrets of the entire Zhan Wuyuan. He is just an outsider, and it is impossible to figure it out when he first arrives.

But Du Ziteng was not in a hurry, he just closed his eyes and stayed where he was, carefully thinking about the reactions of the other seven pools during the test just now. Under the temptation of the Fatian formation, the reactions of the seven pools seemed to respond, but in fact they were all different. Does it mean that the places where the seven pools enter are also different?

Although I don't know much about him, judging from the battle between the seven tribes against him just now, the seven tribes should be evenly matched, and the disciples they cultivate should also be of equal strength...Then the seven combat environments used for cultivation should naturally be high The following are similar, but with different emphasis.

These thoughts, which seem to have nothing to do with the talisman array, but synthesized all the information obtained after entering Zhanwuyuan, slowly outlined an outline of the Zhanwuyuan battle environment system in Du Ziteng's sea of ​​consciousness.

If any person who cut Wuyuan knew what Master Xiao was doing, he would be really shocked. He was obviously just an outsider, seemingly breaking into the ink pool, but thinking about the ultimate secrets related to the whole Wuyuan. everything of.

This is Du Ziteng's own unique way, stripping away the cocoons and tracing back to the source.

Although everything about the battle environment is still vague, Du Ziteng has a vague guess about the position of the entrance of the Mochi in the battle environment. This entrance, which looks obviously different from other entrances, must be entered in a place different from the other seven. different.

Moreover, the other seven practices are similar but different ways of the battle environment, while Mobu practices the way of the talisman array... Does this mean that what is behind the ink pool... should actually be the operation of the battle environment rule?

I am afraid that all the thousands of avenues in the world are studying how to use the avenue of heaven and earth from a certain aspect. The research is for application. Only the so-called Dao of Talisman Array studies the rules themselves.

And the rules... are reflected in every part of the battlefield.

In an instant, Du Ziteng suddenly realized.

The Great Formation of Fatian and the Great Formation of Mobu in his hand were running at the same time, at this moment, the whole Zhanwuyuan felt a different shock, and the colorful calm seven pools were like fountains, rising and falling one after another, with a kind of Zhanwu Yuanzhong was vibrating in a way that had never been seen before, and there was no law at all!

The executives of the Seven Departments were shocked at the same time: This is clearly someone spying on the entrance of Qichi!How can this be allowed? !

But when those big cultivators were furious and attacked, they clearly felt a shocking and huge blocking force from the depths of Zhanwuyuan, which made them unanimously dare not make a move, and could only watch helplessly as someone quickly cracked the seven Pool entrance!

In the depths of Zhanwuyuan, a pair of vicissitudes of life and clear eyes opened.

Du Ziteng didn't know all these changes, he only knew that if Mochi pointed to the secret of the rules of the battle environment, then Qichi's performance under the test reflected this rule!He was just trying his best to mobilize the tools at hand to crack all this!

The seemingly long but short-lived complex changes in the Seven Pools finally subsided, and beside the ink pool, the heartbeats of Tian Yikuan, Ming Yu and others have also reached the extreme!

The ink pool, which was clearly as hard as a stone, seemed to turn into a pool of ink mud in a change that they could not detect at all, and the figure of the master Xiao was slowly sinking into it, and before they had time to take a breath, it was already there. Completely swallowed by that ink pool!

Tian Yikuan and Ming Yu's complexions suddenly turned ugly, this clearly impossible thing was really made possible by this Xiao Teng!

The ink pool that caused countless talisman masters to sink their halberds into the sand has since... had a second entrant.