What about the soft and cute bamboo horse I am a freshman?

Merong He supported his head and looked down from the window on the second floor. The people watching the excitement around the huge golden gong at the gate of Jinchun Fanhua Garden had gradually dispersed. He put down the tea cup in his hand and left a piece of broken silver on the table as a pawn. Tea money, then stood up and walked out of the teahouse slowly, passed through the bustling crowd of West Market, and was stopped when he got near the golden gong.

Lu Nianli looked at him with an unfriendly expression: "Now there is an array test going on inside, please stop, Your Highness Mo Rong."

Merong He was not annoyed either, he folded his arms and raised his eyebrows and said: "Liang Fang went to the northern border, and at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he avoided suspicion at home. If the rumors I heard are correct, this time it is your emperor who blew the gong, right?"

Although he was displeased with his behavior of repeatedly calling the national teacher by his name, Lu Nianli considered that Liang Fang had explained before leaving that he should try not to conflict with him, so he endured it and said with a cold face: "So what, His Highness Morong What's the matter?"

Mo Ronghe pointed to the sky, raised his chin: "Is this broken gong ringing at the hour of the morning?"

Broken Gong... Lu Nianli endured it again, gritted his back teeth and showed an ugly smile: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Merong He smiled meaningfully: "It's already time now, your emperor is also taking the exam?"

Lu Nianli didn't understand: "What?"

Mo Ronghe sighed: "Dead wood can't be carved, forget it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. When Lu Nianli heard this sentence, he immediately became angry: "Hey, tell me clearly, what do you mean?!"

Hearing the word "red hair", Merong He stopped in his footsteps, he moved his fingers slightly, and a sharp blue arrow flew out from his sleeve, and almost touched Lu Nianli's ear and flew over!

Lu Nianli was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this proton would dare to use the formation technique in front of him, the left envoy of Beiya, the Department of Painting Formation!

He suddenly became anxious: "Come on! Give him to me..."

Merong He didn't take his out of breath seriously at all, but mocked: "Take a good look at the broken gong behind you, little brat."

Lu Nianli was startled, he turned his head and saw a spot on the golden gong with a bright blue imprint, that was the blue ink that Mo Ronghe used in the formation technique just now.

Mo Ronghe used that bit of ink to make a hole on the golden gong, and Lu Nianli suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Mo Ronghe's spiritual vein was sealed.

Fortunately, his real target just now was not himself.

"Lord Lu," a painter next to him suddenly panicked, "Look here..."

Lu Nianli strode over and looked at the place that Master Painter was pointing at. The blue ink in the small blue pit left by Mo Ronghe had been wiped off, and the entire surface of the golden gong was inscribed with the ink on the inside. The formation of small golden gongs connected together can achieve the effect that the people inside knock and the gongs outside ring together.

Now, as the blue ink is wiped off, the line covered under the ink is also wiped off, the inscribed line on the surface of the gong is actually forged?

Lu Nianli's face froze, and he immediately stepped forward to wipe the area around the small pit vigorously. Unexpectedly, the engraved formation began to peel off like a wall. Lu Nianli's forehead began to break out of sweat, and his movements became more and more serious. Sooner, the golden skin covering the surface of the golden gong peeled off in a large area, revealing the black inner part engraved with another formation.

Lu Nianli looked at the mottled golden gong, and his hands trembled slightly. He was silent for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Come on! The Xuanzi team is going to capture Tao Baiyang! The Dizi team has blocked the Jinchun Fanhuayuan. You, take this and go find someone to inform General Ye of the Imperial Forest Army is here to rescue you! Go!"

After explaining, he took another deep breath and tried to stabilize his voice: "The rest, everyone, follow me into the Jinchun Flower Garden and rescue Your Majesty!"

"What is... a death formation?"

"Swallow the aura first, and then swallow the breath," the old courtyard master watched as the fire dragon consumed the spirit stick thrown out by the Jinshi, and gradually grew in size again. , when life is cut off, this formation will cease."

"There is no aura... and no life... no life, wouldn't it be... everyone here will die..."

"No...I don't want to die here yet..."

"Ning Aiqing," Xu Zhang said, "Do you know the solution to this array?"

There are solutions to formations, and the simplest solution is to find the eye of the formation.

Ning Xun has been working in Huichengyuan since he became a painting master. From Emperor Fengyuan to Emperor Yujing, from an ordinary painting master of Huichengyuan to the current head of the courtyard, he has served two emperors. He has served as the immediate boss for three national teachers, and has seen many strange formations, large and small, and most of the paintings published by Hui Chengyuan bear his name.

"This is the formation invented by Lan An," the old headmaster said with despair in his voice, "Song Chengyan, Song Shenbi, was buried in Jiangfengling with an army of [-], and no one knows its formation until now. Eye, once entered, it is a dead end."

The battle of Jiangfengling was the Shura battle brewed when Beicheng invaded Damu for the first time, and it was also this battle that made Lan An's reputation as a "killing god" shrouded Damu like a lingering haze. On the land, the Damu army at that time was frightened when they heard about Lan'an. As long as they heard the name "Lan'an", they would directly meet the king of Hades.

Everyone fell silent when they heard the words, and some timid ones even started to weep. Xu Zhang frowned, and there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes, but he concealed it well.

Jin Shi, who was staring at the fire dragon state with all his attention, was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at the old courtyard owner: "You just said... that Song Magic Brush is called Song Chengyan?"

The old master knew what Jinshi was going to say, he nodded: "Yes, he is the elder brother of Song Chengyuan who assassinated the old master."

Jinshi opened his eyes wide.

"The fire dragon...the fire dragon is moving!"

Someone suddenly yelled, and Jinshi came back to his senses. He saw that the fire dragon had exhausted his aura, and the flame body hovering over the ruins of Qichuntang began to roll slowly, and the hole that represented the eyes of the fire dragon turned towards them side!

The huge dragon's head charged up and swooped towards them from top to bottom. Jin Shi turned the spirit stick in his hand and shouted loudly: "Take the master and your majesty to the teleportation formation!"

Feeling the majestic spiritual power, the fire dragon turned around and attacked Jinshi halfway.

Xu Zhang and Deyu are the only two people here who don't know how to draw a formation. Xu Zhang is also the emperor, and he was escorted by everyone in the middle of the team and retreated to the teleportation formation.

"Eh……"

The old homeowner was a little worried, but the next moment he was dragged and supported by other array painters to get up and run.

Jinshi flexibly dodged the fire dragon's impact, and inserted his spirit stick into the loess to draw quickly. The fire dragon turned around in mid-air, and rushed towards it following the smell of aura. The soil burrowed out of the ground, quickly intertwined into a net, and blocked the fire dragon's head at once!

The root system of the thousand-year-old tree is numerous and complex. When it is pulled out from the soil, it shakes the ground and the trunk, and the water droplets on the wide leaves fall down and instantly turn into mist when it hits the fire dragon. Fire overcomes wood, but water overcomes fire. The figure of the fire dragon suddenly became a little sluggish.

Jinshi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the steaming root system and the damaged ground. Huolong's fat body just now was slowly thinning out. It seemed that he would not be able to break free from this bondage for a while, so he took the opportunity to evacuate In this area, run towards the teleportation array.

Xu Zhang saw that Jinshi ran over intact and there was no fire dragon behind him, he was overjoyed: "How is it? Have you subdued that monster?"

"If the formation is not broken, the fire dragon will not disappear. We are trapped in this formation and cannot get out. It will find it sooner or later according to its aura and anger," Jinshi said calmly, "Either find the formation eye, or someone from outside Break the array."

This principle is naturally understood by a painter, but——

"How can this array eye be so easy to find? Didn't it say that no one has found its array eye so far?"

"Since there is no hope of finding the formation, let's not talk about the formation, but why is there no one outside the formation to save us! Can they not see such a big fire?"

"Because there is a blindfold here," another person touched the teleportation array on the ground, "This teleportation array has been changed!"

"It was changed?! Who?"

"It's useless to find out who it is now. If he changed, he would have already run away! Do you still expect that person to save us?"

"The person who changed the formation cannot come to save us, but the person who activates the formation," Jinshi looked at those people coldly, his eyes wandering among them, "is among us. And the eye of the formation is also among us middle."

Everyone was startled, the old homeowner tremblingly supported the tree next to him and stood up: "You...what did you say?"

The array painters looked at the people around them vigilantly, and silently distanced themselves from each other.

"My lord! Someone set up an array here!" A array painter anxiously reported to Lu Nianli, "We can't get in!"

The Qichun Hall is not far ahead, the gate is closed, it looks like the scene after the exams in previous years, however, the painters of the Beiya can't get in before they reach the door of the Qichun Hall.

Someone set up a formation here. Lu Nianli stretched out his hand, and an invisible barrier in the air blocked his movements. He felt the aura in his body being mobilized and passively absorbed into the invisible barrier.

He immediately withdrew his hand, pulled out his spirit grip, and drew a formation out of thin air. Dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, and purple thunderbolts fell from the sky. The thunder was intercepted in the air before it landed. The light flickered and then disappeared without a sound.

Lu Nianli broke out in a cold sweat, and he was able to actively absorb spiritual energy this time!

He murmured: "This formation... can only be broken from the inside?"

Can the formation be broken only by finding the formation eye from the inside and destroying the formation eye?

But is there anyone inside who can break the formation?

The array painter next to him reluctantly said: "There are people from our Beiya inside, the old headmaster is very knowledgeable, if the old headmaster can find the eye of the formation, breaking the formation should be no problem, right?"

Lu Nianli also wanted to be as optimistic as his subordinate, but——

He remembered what Mo Ronghe said just now, it has been an hour, if there is no problem, shouldn't they have come out long ago?

"If the eyes of the Yanlong Bone Erosion Formation were so easy to find, the [-] troops back then would not have been buried in Jiangfengling."

Lu Nianli shuddered when he heard the voice, and he turned his head, almost crying with joy.

"National Teacher... National Teacher!"

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