Testing the attributes of yin, yang, and the five elements was only a secondary function of the formation, but to the cultivators of this era, this was the only function that was known. (- <
Book Sea Pavilion
Many of the formation diagrams had even simplified the original core parts of the formation, leaving only the parts that tested the attributes.
The stone formation on Contention Island had a history of several thousand years, and was a complete formation passed down from ancient times. Its complexity and enormity were definitely not what Li Qingshan had thought at the beginning, that it could only test various attributes at the same time.
Today, Little Ann had activated its long-forgotten function.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had thought that they had already seen a peerless genius today, and that their minds would no longer be shocked.
Now, what was a genius? Looking at this scene that surpassed their imaginations and understanding, they couldn't even muster the slightest bit of jealousy.
Liu Changqing asked again, "Then what's the test for her yin, yang, and the five elements?"
Ma Buyi glanced at him, and couldn't be bothered to answer. He continued to look at the Watermirror disc, a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
From the very beginning, that child hadn't been using the formation's low-level testing function, but had been deducing the changes of yin, yang, and the five elements bit by bit. Thus, she had to start from the smallest point, which was the little grass that had first appeared as a water droplet. As for her talent, it would depend on how far she could deduce it.
Her talent definitely wouldn't be lower than the realm she had deduced. Normally, it would be much higher, which was why she was able to do it so easily. What she had displayed now was no longer talent, but ability, an incomparable ability.
Ma Buyi took off his tall hat, and bowed to the ground. "Fellow Daoists, I, Ma Buyi, only have one request today. Allow this child to join my school of Yin Yang. In the future, if you have any requests, I will do my best. (- <
Book Sea Pavilion
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All the patriarchs looked surprised. Among the various patriarchs, although Ma Buyi wasn't as wild as the slovenly daoist, he was also famous for his arrogance. He was like a reclusive cultivator from ancient times, arrogant and aloof from the world.
However, no one offended him because of this, because he was proficient in the art of divination. Everyone had times when they needed his help, but when had they ever seen him beg someone so humbly?
Everyone in the world knew that the School of Yin-yang was proficient in divination, but Ma Buyi did not take pride in it. In ancient times, even a third-rate cultivator could divine good or bad fortune. The School of Yin-Yang was a descendant of ancient cultivators. Ancient cultivators were omnipotent and omnipotent, and divination was just one of them.
However, when compared to the other families that specialized in one thing, they seemed to be good at nothing. In the end, only divination required Yin Yang and the Five Elements as the foundation. Only then did it become the ultimate art of the Yin-Yang School and become world-famous.
Whether it was Yu Zijian's Pure Yang constitution or Chu Tian's Five Elements constitution, none of them could faze him so much, as what the school of Yin-yang required was balance. To a certain extent, the definition of a genius in ancient times was very different from that in modern times.
However, if it was this child, he would definitely be able to display the true brilliance of the Yin-Yang School's ancient cultivation technique.
All the Patriarchs were speechless. No one could easily give up on this child.
When the trees turned into forests, the streams turned into rivers …
"A class, mid A class, upper A class!" The instructor constantly changed his judgement.
When he said "upper A class", there was a rumble, and the image on the formation exploded, erupting with seven different colours. It returned to its most basic form of yin, yang, and the five elements once again.
Only Little Ann remained standing in the formation. She was slightly lost. Just Now, everything seemed like a dream.
To her, or to everyone else.
Her derivation had already reached the limit that the formation could endure. It was like a rubik's cube. To an advanced player, it had lost its function as a test or a game.
Li Qingshan rushed over in a hurry. "Are you alright?"
The various patriarchs looked at one another. It was no longer as simple as hostility. Instead, it was a determination to obtain him, a determination to never compromise.
"Namo Amitabha." The One Thought master, who had remained silent the entire time, suddenly chanted the buddha's name loudly. His voice was like the morning bell or the evening drum, like the roar of a lion or the roar of thunder. It was loud and vigorous. "This child is fated with the buddha. Please do not contend against this monk."
Han Anjun said frigidly, "Then the past was all a lie from monks? I think the kick she used to kick the fat kid Just Now is steady, accurate, and vicious. It's rather similar to the style of our school of the Military. "
The One Thought master said in a hurry, "We're really fated this time!" Just Now, when everyone was disappointed by Little Ann's talent in yin, yang, and the five elements, only he secretly rejoiced. Finally, no one was contending against him anymore.
What he saw from Little Ann was a clear, buddhist light that even the variations of yin, yang, and the five elements were unable to obscure. Never had he seen such a clear root of wisdom and buddhist nature in the eyes of a child.
But this time, the buddha's arrangements were rather unexpected.
"Women are supposed to sing to the wind and the moon, to be companions of poetry and books. How can they become nuns, living in the light of ancient buddhas, or serving as soldiers, sweating and bleeding? I don't think our school of confucianism can tolerate such a great talent. "Liu Changqing no longer behaved gently, politely, and politely either.
With a clang, the slovenly daoist priest kicked over the long table in front of him. The alcohol jug and cups fell to the ground, clattering loudly.
"Whoever dares to contend against me for Little Ann will have to test my abilities first."
The One Thought master suddenly lifted his monk's robes, revealing his sturdy chest that did not match his appearance. He roared out, "Tsk, ox nose, I've been putting up with you for a very long time now. Do you really think our school of buddhism doesn't have the ability to subdue dragons and tame tigers?"
"Heh, bald ass, I've always found you to be a thorn in my side. Let's have a spar today!"
The two of them took up a fighting stance. The leaders of the smaller schools originally knew they could not contend against the major schools, so they could not help but stand up now, expressing their opinions one after another.
"The puppets of the school of Mohism. A single person can fight against a million soldiers …"
"Practicing medicine to save the world is the duty of the school of Medicine …"
"If you don't understand music theory, you're basically a woman for nothing …"
The originally solemn and serene atmosphere instantly became as noisy as a market. Outside the pavilion, the instructors on standby all revealed horrified expressions. If the people inside were to start a fight, they would be implicated as well.
"Writing novels isn't bad either!" In the corner, a middle-aged man said meekly. He had been sitting in the corner the entire time, saying nothing at all. Finally, he could not help but speak up now.
The room suddenly fell silent. The gazes of all the school leaders gathered on him. Their gazes were as stern as swords, and killing intent brewed like dark clouds.
With a swish, the middle-aged man became covered in cold sweat. "I- I was just saying …"
The argument continued, and the middle-aged man exhaled deeply. He was filled with disappointment.
The One Thought master had already revealed his extremely sturdy upper body, glaring at him furiously.
The slovenly daoist priest provoked him loudly, "Bald ass, come at me. I'll let you take three moves first."
"Hell of Ice!" Wang Pushi bellowed out.
The various school leaders all felt a cold gust of wind sweep over. It was cold and murderous, and its might was like a prison. They could not help but stop arguing and look at Wang Pushi.
"Everyone, please calm down. Don't lose the bearing of a school leader. Have you all forgotten what brother Huang said earlier?"
From the beginning to the end, only the calm old man didn't say a word and just sat there calmly. All the family heads felt slightly ashamed.
"Brother Huang, why don't you say …" Wang Pushi paused. Earth elder Huang who sat there smoking a pipe was just an earth puppet. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the Watermirror disc.
Earth elder Huang was currently standing before Little Ann with an amiable smile. He was saying something to her, and he even took out a handful of peanuts and gave them to her.
"Motherfucker, an earth puppet substitute and Distance Shrink!" The slovenly daoist priest cursed aloud.
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