Zhang Yan and Luo Qing Yu rarely interacted, but now that the latter had suddenly come to him to ask for advice, he knew that there must be a reason behind it. For Luo Qing Yu to come here personally, the identity of the person behind this was obvious.
He could not help but speculate that this might be because Sect Leader Qin had allowed him to borrow the Floating Heavenly Palace, which had provoked the Zhenren to attack him.
Although Luo Qing Yu had said that it was a spar, he could already imagine that if he was defeated by this person, Luo Qing Yu's Master would definitely complain to the Sect Leader that he was not qualified to cultivate in the Floating Heavenly Palace.
As for avoiding the battle, it was not a good choice.
Luo Qing Yu was blocking his way to the Clear Serenity Heavenly Lake. If he took a detour, it would be fine, but if he did so, it would be a show of weakness. Not only would it damage his own reputation, but it would also make the Masters in the sect look down on him. The person behind this would then have more reason to make things difficult for him and ruin his plans.
Since the other party had already made his move, he could only react accordingly, and there was no reason for him to back down.
Zhang Yan quietly raised his hand and brushed it over Wei Zihong's head. A gust of clear air covered the scar on his eye. Then, he gave a gentle push, and a cloud separated and pushed Wei Zihong away. He said, "My disciple, I have some matters to attend to. Take your mother and wait at the side."
Wei Zihong was wrapped up by the cloud, and in an instant, he was hundreds of feet away.
Luo Qing Yu casually glanced at him and said, "This child has a good physique. Is he your new disciple, Junior Apprentice-Brother?"
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "This time I went to the mortal world, I did not expect to find a good disciple, it is also my good luck."
Putting aside the eye on Wei Zihong's forehead, there were many people with the same level of talent as him in the nine cities and continents. Hence, Luo Qing Yu only glanced at him once before turning his attention to Zhang Yan.
He said seriously, "It's a pity that I didn't fight with Junior Brother Zhang during the competition that day, but you and I are from the same sect. If we were to fight, it would hurt our friendship. How about this, I have a Qingping Han Yan Formation Diagram that I have refined for many years. I originally wanted to show its power in the Sword Competition of the Sixteen Sects and meet the masters of the various sects. Now, I would like to ask Junior Brother Zhang to give me some pointers first."
Zhang Yan's expression did not change. He cupped his hands and said, "I was just about to experience Senior Brother's brilliance."
Luo Qing Yu nodded his head. He gave a clear shout and conjured a spell. He then placed an array diagram beneath his feet and placed it between the two of them.
The diagram expanded for a few miles in an instant, covering both the heavens and the earth. Then, it suddenly shook and activated its spiritual vigor. It released countless clear lights and auspicious Qi and played a strange melody. The melody was beautiful and elegant, like a clear spring that flowed into one's heart.
Zhang Yan looked at it attentively and saw that it was like an unfolding picture scroll. The mountains and rivers were connected, the heavens and the earth were clean, and the sky was clear. Although he could only see a corner of it, he could see that it was full of mysteries.
Luo Qing Yu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to lead the way. He said loudly, "Junior Brother Zhang, please!"
It was also because they were from the same sect that he politely invited Zhang Yan to enter the formation. If he were to fight with an enemy, he only needed to use the formation during the battle. If the opponent was unprepared, he would not be able to avoid it and would be dragged into the formation in an instant.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and entered the formation.
The details of the formation were unknown. If he entered it rashly, he would not be able to break the formation without breaking the spell. If he were to be trapped in it, although it would not be serious, it would be a great humiliation. However, he had something to rely on, so he was not afraid. Luo Qing Yu saw that he entered the formation without hesitation. He also secretly praised him and said, "Junior Brother Zhang's temperament is really a good seed of cultivation."
He came here under the order of his master to fight with Zhang Yan. But before he came here, Zhenren Yan had secretly instructed him not to overdo it. He just needed to put on a show and it would be fine if he won or lost.
He secretly tried to figure out his master's intention. He always did not want to offend Zhenren Peng, who was behind Zhang Yan. Therefore, after thinking about it, he decided to meet him with the formation diagram.
As soon as Zhang Yan entered the formation, he saw that the scene in front of him had changed.
As far as the eye could see, there was a stretch of mountains, overlapping and disorderly, which seemed to be endless. The mountains were arranged in a mysterious formation. On top of each mountain, there was a flag. When the flag was waved, thousands of layers of green smoke and thousands of miles of thunder clouds were roaring and rolling. The dust covered the sun. Seeing that a stranger came in, the green wind suddenly swept over.
With a command in his heart, Zhang Yan released a meter long protective treasure light to block the wind. However, the green wind was like a sharp blade that sliced off a layer in the blink of an eye, and he was slightly shocked when he saw how sharp it was.
At this time, Luo Qingyu also entered the formation map. He peeked out from the high green wind and said in a clear voice, "Junior Brother Zhang, in this formation, I am practicing the 'Qingji Wind and Thunder Ritual'. I know that you have the Purple Heaven Thunder. Today, let's see which is more powerful, the thunder that I have cultivated or the Purple Heaven Thunder that you have cultivated."
This Wind and Thunder Ritual Method required one of the Five Skills, Green Spirit Manifestation Method. With the help of the Array Peak, it could grow and multiply without interruption.
The Array Peaks in the formation diagram were not illusions, but were refined by Luo Qingyu by collecting the essence of heaven and earth and the ten-thousand-year-old Primordial Tree.
In the past hundreds of years, he had only refined 36 of them. Once they were activated, they could resonate with his own cultivation method and cause wind and thunder to hurt the enemy.
Just Now, when he mentioned that he wanted to use this formation during the sword duel between the 16 sects, it was not empty words. He did have such a plan in mind. However, the 'Qingping Mist Formation' had not been refined to perfection, it was only roughly done. If there were 360 Array Peaks in this formation, its power would be enhanced to an unbelievable level, and it would not be a problem for it to fight one hundred people.
Zhang Yan laughed and replied, "Since Senior Brother Luo is interested, I will definitely keep you company."
He stretched out his finger and in an instant, there was a thunderous sound. A purple light flashed, like a dancing snake, it tore through the sky and rushed towards Luo Qingyu.
Luo Qing Yu shouted and hurriedly activated his Dharma Formula. The 36 banners fluttered and a stream of Clear Qi gathered on each of the banners and coiled around each other. In an instant, the wind and clouds converged, thunder and lightning intertwined and turned into streaks of Clear Qi that fell from the sky and collided with the purple lightning. In an instant, there was a deafening sound that shook the mountains in the formation.
However, the Purple Heaven Thunder was extremely powerful, it was indeed the second most powerful skill in Qincang School. Even though Zhang Yan had only cultivated it to the initial level and was not very familiar with it, it was still extremely overbearing. Just Now, when the green lightning met it, it collapsed.
Luo Qingyu was slightly shocked and thought to himself, "Junior Brother Zhang has not condensed his True Seal yet, but the power of the Purple Heaven Thunder is already so powerful. If he breaks through to Core Transformation Stage Three, won't it be even more difficult to deal with? No wonder Master and Zhenren Zhu wanted me to come here now. "
He smiled faintly and continued to activate the green lightning. On the surface, it seemed that Zhang Yan had the upper hand. However, the Qingji Wind Thunder was performed with the help of the formation map and Zhang Yan did not expend much of his energy. If he could not find a way to break the formation, under the endless thunder technique, even if Zhang Yan's Core was of the first grade and he had a lot of energy, he would not be able to withstand such a great loss.
Luo Qingyu was confident that as long as he practiced patiently, he would be able to win after a long time.
Zhang Yan propped up the protective light on his treasured robe and released rays of light to resist the wind and thunder. He slowly looked around and saw clearly that the wind and thunder that Luo Qingyu had cast were all borrowed from the flags on the peaks. If he could remove them one by one, then the formation map would not have much power.
After coming up with a countermeasure, he immediately raised his sword and turned into a ray of light. He cut through the air and cut through the Qi. In an instant, he arrived at the top of one of the peaks.
He circled in the sky and saw that there was a ball of wind and thunder protecting it. It was not something that could be broken by ordinary means. He then pointed his finger downwards and a ray of lightning shot down. With a loud bang, the flag was destroyed. Then, the sword ray turned and flew downwards.
In just a moment, he had destroyed more than ten flags.
Luo Qingyu hid in the green wind and looked indifferent. He looked at Zhang Yan but did not stop him.
If he wanted to break the formation, he would have to remove the flags one by one. However, the formation map was not ordinary. Not only was there a formation within a formation, there was also a magical weapon that was used to suppress it. This weapon was called the Kun Ding Pearl. Although it could not hurt the enemy, it could suppress the Qi of the enemy and create a formation on its own. Every time a formation was broken, another one would appear behind it.
Unless the person who broke the formation could destroy all the formations in one go, there was no way he could break the formation. If he did it step by step, he would die of exhaustion sooner or later.
Zhang Yanlian's flight was swift, and after another moment, she had broken through the thirty-six peaks.
However, at this moment, Luo Qingyu started to cast a spell. In the blink of an eye, another 36 flags appeared on top of the peaks, just like before.
He smiled and put his hands behind his back. He said, "Junior Brother Zhang, don't waste your energy. Let me give you a piece of advice. If you promise not to go to the Floating Heavenly Palace to cultivate, I will open the formation door and let you out. I guarantee that no one else will know about what happened today. What do you think?"
He waited for a while and heard a voice reply from within the lightning. "Senior Brother Luo, you have underestimated me. Just Now, I am just trying to prove what I have in mind. This is just a simple formation map, how hard can it be to break it?"
Luo Qingyu shook his head. He thought that Zhang Yan was just being stubborn. However, since Zhang Yan refused to agree to his terms, there was no reason for him to give up.
Luo Qingyu's expression turned cold. He continuously cast a spell to summon the wind and thunder. He thought to himself, "When Junior Brother Zhang is exhausted, I will bring this formation map and place it on Jiquan Peak. After ten days or half a month, I will let Junior Brother Zhang out. Let's see if he still has the face to go to the Floating Heavenly Palace to cultivate!"
This formation map was a world of its own. It could easily trap a person for a few years. If Zhang Yan was trapped in it, although Luo Qingyu would not hurt him, once the news got out, how would he have the face to go to the Floating Heavenly Palace again?
Just when Luo Qingyu thought that victory was in his grasp, he saw dozens of red lights flying out from below. These things were of different sizes. Some were as small as a rice grain, while some were as big as a fish's eye. They looked familiar. When he realized what they were, he was shocked and shouted, "Red Thunder Bead? Oh no! "
He wanted to keep the formation map, but it was too late. He heard a loud rumbling sound as if the sky and earth were collapsing. The scene in front of him changed and he was already outside the formation.
Zhang Yan was standing not far away. He bowed to him and said, "Senior Brother Luo, thank you for letting me win."
Having said that, he waved his sleeves and brought Wei Zihong and his son over. He then floated away.
Luo Qingyu stared at him as he left. He then looked at the formation map in his hand that was missing a corner. He could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
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(To be continued.! ~!)
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