Lingyun Sword Sect, the most prosperous place!

The most prosperous place is the place with the strongest vitality of the Lingyun Sword Sect. The trees here are also very tall. Ancient trees up to 100 meters high are everywhere.

Ye Xiuwen, Yuan'er, Yue'er, Zhuque, Meng Qinglong and others were discussing things in front of the Stonehenge.

The Holy Spirit told them that the vital energy in this formation is indeed rich, but it has a certain limit. As long as the vital energy is included in the body, even if the five of them are upgraded to two to three levels, it is probably not difficult.

However, the martial arts of the five people are uneven. Ye Xiuwen thought, could all five people practice innate skills and then improve their strength together, so that there would be no deviation.

But Zhuque and Meng Qinglong shook their heads. Zhuque's skills are different from others. It is natural to generate flames in her body.

This is indeed a bit strange. A person is born with a fire in his body. As long as the divine thoughts move, the flame will burn out of his body.

Zhuque's internal skills and mental methods are also related to this flame. Therefore, it is almost impossible to practice innate skills.

Meng Qinglong could not practice innate skills, and as for the reason, Meng Qinglong did not say anything. She just said that her martial arts went against the innate skills. If she wanted to practice innate skills, she would undoubtedly have to abolish the original martial arts. This would not be worth the loss.

Ye Xiuwen thought about it and had no choice but to give up, saying that he was going to open this formation. How much benefits the five people could get depends on their own luck.

Of course, Ye Xiuwen also tried to find the colorful butterfly, because after all, the opportunity was rare. Ling Yunzi could lend them a few of his cultivation places to practice, which was a blessing.

But Caidie didn't know where to end and didn't know where to go. So Ye Xiuwen had to give up.

He held the gossip compass and looked for the place where the Stonehenge was.

This life gate will change according to the changes in the direction of the sun, moon, stars and time. If you take a wrong step and enter the death gate, it will be a fate that will never be restored. The mechanisms in the Stonehenge will condense the vitality in the Stonehenge into a powerful weapon and attack people in the match.

It can be said that this is also a test. If a person without great wisdom, he would not be able to enter the Stonehenge at all.

Ye Xiuwen is well-versed in ancient Chinese and has also been familiar with the art of Qimen Dunjia. Therefore, it is not difficult to read a compass.

He first circled around the entire Stonehenge for three times, then walked five steps left and seven steps right, muttering: Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan,

"here!"

Ye Xiuwen stopped and looked at the deep passage between the two huge rocks.

"Xuwen? You have to see it correctly, otherwise we may turn into corpses on the ground when we enter." Yue'er sneered.

"Hmph, I don't think I want to give us the cultivation resources well, so I even made a formation." Zhuque said angrily.

"Yes, if they do anything on the compass, we will die without a place to bury." Meng Qinglong also said on the side.

"hehe!"

When Ye Xiuwen heard the complaints of the three women, he smiled lightly, and then said: "In this world, there is no free lunch. If you want to get a certain amount of benefits, you have to bear the corresponding risks.

And Lingyun Sword Sect does this undoubtedly to make us retreat when we see the difficulties.

To be honest, if I hadn't been studying this thing for more than ten years, no one would have understood it."

Ye Xiuwen said, showing the ink-like Eight Trigrams compass for Yue'er and others.

Of course they can't understand it. Because if they want to understand this thing, they first need to understand the Eight Trigrams, know the Five Elements, and be familiar with the art of Star Dou.

All these three things are indispensable. If you lack one, you cannot enter this formation. And even if you enter, you will be doomed.

Therefore, Ling Yunzi lent his cultivation to Ye Xiuwen and others for use. It is probably because of this reason that Ye Xiuwen retreated. But he didn't expect that, but he was right. Ye Xiuwen was well-versed in history and had broken the formation after only a few minutes.

He brought people into the formation and suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment. The sun shone in the formation, and the ground was covered with weeds and small flowers, as if he was in a paradise.

"It's so beautiful here!" Yuan'er said.

"Yeah, but I'm afraid they're all illusions."

Ye Xiuwen said lightly, pinching a small flower in his hand and picking it. After a moment, the flower drifted with the wind and gradually dissipated into the air, turning into extremely pure vitality.

Yue'er spread her arms and gently sniffed the vitality in the air, which was pumped into her lungs like a flowing water.

Yue'er's body shook slightly, and was supported by Ye Xiuwen. She whispered: "Slow down, the vitality here is rich, and it is easy to get drunk if you absorb too much."

Ye Xiuwen reminded him, and then walked around the entire Stonehenge with a compass in his hand, and then he looked at the eight magic platforms in the array.

The platform is about three meters higher than the ground and is carved from a whole piece of black stone.

In other words, within this formation, at least eight people can be accommodated to practice here.

"Everyone is looking for their own place to practice, remember not to sit on the death gate.

Although there is no attack in the death gate in this formation, it has the least vitality.

And the Death Gate will change. You must remember. You must wake up every twelve hours and listen to my dispatch, because the Death Gate will also change according to the passage of time."

Ye Xiuwen reminded.

"Wake up once every twelve hours? What if I can't wake up? And I'm afraid it's not appropriate to not be devoted to it wholeheartedly?" Yue'er said.

"This is just that we can't be shut up, otherwise we will always be addicted to fantasy."

Ye Xiuwen said, pinching a small flower with his hands again to show it to everyone and said, "The fantasy gathered by the vitality will make us unable to tell which is reality and where is illusion. We not only need to go into seclusion, but also need to be confused by fantasy. Therefore, we must wake up once in twelve hours, otherwise I will wake you up."

"Um!"

Everyone nodded together, and then looked for their own retreat separately.

The eight magic platforms in this formation echo each other from afar and can be seen from each other. After Ye Xiuwen pointed out the location of the Death Gate, everything was much simpler. Five people sat on the magic platform together.

The five people practiced their exercises separately, and the acupoints in their bodies opened, and the Hunyuan energy began to pour into the limbs.

Ye Xiuwen suddenly frowned. It turned out that there was a mechanism on the magic platform. When Ye Xiuwen was exercising his skills, the Hunyuan energy around him actually rushed in like flowing water, forming a funnel-shaped spiral nest of vital energy.

Ye Xiuwen is the center of the spiral nest, and the rich Hunyuan energy involuntarily penetrates into Ye Xiuwen's body.

The meridians in the body swelled, and the stinging pain was like a needle prick!
Chapter completed!