My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 293 I still have a lot to learn from my master

The next day, Qin Feng left the Qin residence and came to Ting Yuxuan.

The old man was still the same as before, lying on the rattan chair with a jar of wine in his hand, relaxed and comfortable.

"Stinky boy, after going out for a while, I have slackened a lot in my practice." As soon as the two met, the old man said bitterly.

Even if he became a master and apprentice, the bad old man's bad mouth problem still hasn't changed
After a simple greeting, he stepped into Ting Yuxuan and searched up and down.

Did not see the long-legged figure.

"After leaving Jinyang City for [-] days, Miss Cang hasn't returned yet?"

Qin Feng sighed, and began to flip through the books, looking for content about formations.

What's worth mentioning is that after he stepped into the seventh-rank righteous energy realm, the literary energy he absorbed again would be assimilated by the purple righteous energy in the sea of ​​gods.

This saves a lot of effort compared to Wu Fu's condensing blood energy into strength.

He stayed in Tingyuxuan for a day and read many books. Although there were many books about formations, none of them provided him with ideas related to the spirit-gathering formation.

Seeing that it was already getting late, Qin Feng sighed, he could only give up today, after all, he had to observe the sky at night, looking for the life star to advance to the sixth-grade hexagram.

Outside the attic, the old man saw him shaking his head and sighing, and asked, "What's the matter, brat."

When Qin Feng heard the words, he didn't hide anything, and said that he wanted to change the Yin Gathering Formation.

"Change Yin-gathering formation to Spirit-gathering formation? You want to help that girl Jianli collect spiritual energy and help her step into the second-rank realm?" The old man frowned.

Qin Feng patted his head, as a tacit consent.

The old man had a half-smile but not a smile: "You are brave enough if you dare to covet the aura of the land of dragon veins.

The idea is good, and it is indeed feasible. "

"Really? Master, what should I do?" Qin Feng said excitedly.

"Listen to Yuxuan, there is a book called "Analysis", you should have read it."

Qin Feng nodded.

The old man said leisurely: "One formation, pay attention to the right time, place, and harmony, and know everything.

The Yin-gathering array uses the position of the Eight Diagrams in all directions to gather Yin Qi with Yin Qi as a guide.

Then the Spirit Gathering Formation is nothing more than changing the introduction. "

Qin Feng understood instantly: "Master, what do you mean, change the introduction of Yin Gathering Formation from Yin Qi to Spiritual Qi?"

"good."

"However, spiritual energy is too scarce in the world, where should I find spiritual energy as an introduction."

You know, he has never seen what Lingqi looks like!
The old man showed a meaningful smile: "Since you have this idea, you know that aura will be born in the land of dragon veins.

And the reason why these auras are not discovered by outsiders is because the Zhenlongbei absorbs all these auras.

That being the case, you can find an opportunity to intercept some of the aura before the Dragon Town Monument absorbs it.

In this way, won't the problem of introduction be solved? "

"The master said it was easy, but it's not easy?"

"This is the problem you have to solve yourself." The old man crossed his legs and said again: "However, I can give you an idea.

Dragon veins were born underground, and if the Zhenlongbei wants to absorb spiritual energy, it must follow the direction of the dragon veins.

Therefore, the construction of the Zhenlong stele is quite particular, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. "

Qin Feng was thoughtful when he heard this.

The implication of the old man's words is that the place where the Dragon Town Monument was built was not randomly designated.

He suddenly remembered that when the Juan Kings in Shengongfang were building the Zhenlong Pagoda, there were still many people scattered around Jinyang City to start construction on the streets.

Originally, he thought that those people were expanding Jinyang City, or building a barrier to protect the city.

But looking at it now, those actions are likely to be related to the Dragon Town Monument!

They want to confirm the direction of the dragon veins, so that the town dragon stele can better absorb the aura!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's eyes lit up. As long as he can clearly know where those Juan Wang worked, he might be able to find a way to successfully intercept the spiritual energy.

Moreover, after knowing the direction of the dragon's veins, if he can successfully build the Spirit Gathering Formation in the future, he will be more confident in attracting spiritual energy into the Qin Mansion!

When he was happy, Qin Feng said with some concern: "But master, Emperor Daqian ordered Shengongfang to build dragon monuments in the major cities of the sky to absorb spiritual energy. There must be a purpose.

If I really set up a gathering spirit formation to attract the spiritual energy here, will the people in the imperial capital notice it and cause trouble for me? "

"Are you still worried about getting into trouble? I thought that if you dared to have such an idea, you must be fearless." The old man said strangely.

"Or, forget it?" Qin Feng said weakly.

Although he really wants to help his wife improve her cultivation, he must not put the safety of his family at risk, this is his bottom line.

The old man waved his hand and said: "The places of dragon veins are different, so naturally there are more or less auras that can be produced.

As long as you don't take away all the aura here, who will know how much aura there is? "

Qin Feng suddenly realized. He looked at the old man and said with admiration from the bottom of his heart: "Sure enough, I still have a lot to learn from Master."

Leaving aside the fairy art he had been obsessed with before, the old man's cunning alone was enough for him to learn for a lifetime.

The Valley of Hundred Flowers, a courtyard full of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

"Fei Lan, why did you run away from home again? The matter in Jinyang City has come to an end, so why do you keep rushing there?"

Cang Mu, who was wearing a black dress, reclined lazily on the bench, his light blue eyes were teasing, and he looked at the woman who was also covered in a black scarf not far away.

It was Miss Cang whom Qin Feng hadn't seen for a long time!

Hearing this, Cang Feilan frowned slightly: "When Auntie says this, you might as well think about yourself first."

In the family, she is the one that bothers the old man the most, and the other is this aunt.

Mingming is not young, but he has not married yet.

It is not easy for their family to give birth to an heir, how can they waste time like this?
"You don't have to worry about my aunt's affairs. You'd better think about your sweetheart." Cang Mu sat up, and the eyes revealed by the black scarf seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Cang Feilan's light blue eyes, but she quickly restrained herself.

"Your temperament is exactly the same as your mother's, you clearly like her deeply in your heart, but you refuse to admit it verbally.

When the family reached an agreement with the person from Fengtian City and arranged for you to go to Jinyang City, you were 1 reluctant.

Now that the matter is over, she can obviously leave, but she still wants to go back.

Besides caring about the lover in my heart, what other reasons could there be? "Cang Mu hit the nail on the head.

"My aunt must have slept for too long on weekdays, and her mind has been sleepy, so she can't hold back her words.

Since there is nothing special to explain, I will take my leave first. "After Cang Feilan said this, she wanted to leave, but was stopped again.

"Before you leave, you might as well take a look at this." Cang Mu made a casual move, and a blank scroll fell on the table.

Cang Feilan followed her gaze, and couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes, her eyes glowing with light.

She had never seen such a moving beauty poem, and immediately had a desire to keep it for herself.

However, as soon as this idea came into being, Cang Mu withdrew the blank paper.

"Nizi, I don't know what's on your mind? Stop, this poem is mine."

"Tsk."

A faint sound came from under the black kerchief.

(End of this chapter)