Chapter 289
"Northwest corner..."
Hearing this, he calculated his position and frowned, feeling puzzled.
According to what Bu Ning often said, the northwest corner is called the gate of death in the formation, and it is easy to move.
"If the formation stone falls on the door of death, it is definitely not a small formation for fun, and most of the life is at stake." Bu Ning said at the beginning.
When I heard it, I also asked: "How can life be at stake. Saving lives, cursing people to death?"
"It's a little different from the common saying that life is at stake." Bu Ning explained: "One is that the formation can raise the dead, but you know, most of the formations that can do this are evil methods, not Good thing. Another thing to say is that the battle is linked to the life of a certain person, or a few people, like a lock. This is also called life-threatening. As for what purpose it is used for, that is up to you. People are different. The last time you encountered a sacrificial array in the cage, it belongs to the latter."
Because of Bu Ning's words, even though he didn't practice formations when he heard about it, he was very sensitive to the dead end in the northwest corner just like those people who had learned formations.
He has almost never seen Chen Huo look at that corner when setting up the formation, and this is the first time.
And when Chen couldn't put the formation stone, he withdrew his hand, and when he heard it, he faintly saw a bright red between his fingers. If I'm not mistaken, it should be blood...
The imprint on the formation stone is to deepen the control of the formation by the formation, which shows that it is a large formation with the most important thing.
Blood smeared on the formation stone is even worse.
Dust doesn't even use imprints on weekdays, but uses blood here...
What is he posting?
His face changed a little when he heard it.
But the people by the lake were still calm. He walked around the lake half a circle, considered two empty spaces, and dropped another boulder on one of them, also smearing blood.
...
The weeds in the mountains grow very tall, stretching across a large area, blocking the line of sight.
Chen didn't stop at several places, but he placed a total of several formation stones, how they were placed, and where they fell, I couldn't see them when I heard them, so I can only guess based on experience.
When a certain rock fell, the surface of the lake, which was wrinkled in the wind, suddenly changed——
Thick fog and miasma came from all directions and surged onto the lake, as if gathered in the center by a huge suction force.
In the blink of an eye, the entire lake was completely wrapped in thick fog, and the vegetation was like smudged ink, swaying hazily, looming. The dust in the distance turned into a blur of bright red, matching the reflection in the lake.
In the blink of an eye again, the red reflection in the lake disappeared, but the dust was still standing on the shore.
This change is very strange, as if in an instant, what flows in the lake is no longer water, and it will no longer reflect things on the shore. It is like ink, flowing silently, moist and thick.
Although I can't see it clearly, I still think of one thing when I smell it - the cage vortex.
The Wang lake seemed to have turned into a caged vortex out of thin air under the influence of the formation. And in the depths of the cage vortex, there is still a silver thread connected with the dust on the shore.
Chen Bubu still held two or three small boulders loosely in his hands. He passed through the thick fog, while observing the changes in the lake, while fine-tuning the position of the formation stone, it seemed that he was making some kind of attempt.
No one knew what he was doing, but when he was connected to the darkness, the light of the silver thread gradually became brighter, and the sickness around him faded away visibly, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were not so conspicuous, luǒ The exposed skin was no longer so pale.
just like……
The cage vortex has the effect of playing the role of dead human flesh and white bones. Under the nourishment of the cage vortex, he regained his vitality.
This is exactly the same as what Zhang Dai did later, as if the latter learned the method secretly from here.
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Wen Shi stared at the red shadow closely, his face suddenly turned cold.
At that moment, there was a soft sound of Xisuo not far behind.
Hearing this, he took a step sideways and moved neatly into the dark. Turning his head to look, there was a figure in the bamboo forest.
It was a young man in a gray-brown short jacket. He was tall, but his face was blurred. Because he keeps his head down.
His hands were hanging by his side, clenched into fists, and the bones on the side of his face were faintly moving. It seems that he is unwilling to bow his head, but has to bow his head.
From this point of view, he should be a very proud and tough guy. But a closer look revealed that he was shaking.
When I heard it, I felt a gust of wind brushing past in front of me, and the bright red figure stood nearby silently.
When he was facing Wen Shi in the dark, he was standing in front of the young man, looking down at the visitor through the half-god mask.
"You are?" His voice was vague and far away, and the original sound could hardly be heard.
The young man didn't answer. He just softened his knees and fell on the ground, with his forehead firmly pressed against the muddy and wet mountain ground, smelling the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves, he said, "Please."
The red burqa sweeps the corners of the stone, and the masked figure bends slightly. I don't know if it was to hear the young man's prayer clearly, or to see clearly the appearance of the other party's humble prostration.
"What did you say?" His voice was still vague and slightly hoarse.
"I said please." The young man raised his forehead a little, then knocked it down heavily, making a muffled sound in the place, "Please save my life."
The young man kowtowed again and again, as humble as an ant. He kept repeating the words of prayer, while the bent man listened so quietly.