Tiandao Library

Chapter 84 Heavenly Way Hammer Technique

During the induction, the pointer keeps spinning on it and cannot stop.

In this case, either the aura is too chaotic, or it is too stable. The thickness of the aura is exactly the same up, down, front, left, and right.

"Aura is the same as water flow. The water in a dry well can be quiet without waves, but as long as someone or something enters, it will inevitably produce lines..."

One after another thoughts flickered in my mind, like sparks.

"The aura in front of me, I came in, but it didn't change at all. It can only explain one thing, either the aura here is too weird and unreasonable, or... the aura sensed is wrong! This trap, given An illusion, so that practitioners can't even distinguish the spiritual energy!"

Although this formation has never been seen before, the countless books and knowledge about the formation of Master Dalu and God come to mind, and things that are difficult for others to understand are not complicated in front of him.

"Close the six senses!"

Knowing that the biggest effect of the trap is to affect the senses of the cultivator, Zhang Xuan closed his eyes tightly, and with a thought, he closed the six senses.

For a moment, he seemed to have entered a gloomy and dark place, unable to see or hear, and even fell into a deep sleep mentally.

It was quiet for a moment, as if "seeing" a water leak appeared in sight.

This water leak is not big, and the water in it falls to the ground drop by drop, making a ticking sound.

"That's it!"

With a low cry, Zhang Xuan didn't move, and a sword sounded in his dantian, and the sword intent of God fused with his body suddenly jumped out, and with a slight sway, it turned into a giant sword that traversed the world, and fell towards the water leak. Down.

Whoops!

The dark curtain was split off, and the light returned to sight.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that in the hall where he could not see his fingers before, countless torches were burning, reflecting like daylight.

"This trap really traps the heart..."

Letting out a breath, Zhang Xuan understood that he made the right bet.

This kind of formation completely traps people, and even the soul cannot escape. There is only one way to crack it. Don't believe what you see, hear, or probe with your spiritual sense. Seal the six senses and use your heart , the most pure feeling to find.

It doesn't have much to do with the understanding of the formation, as long as the mind is pure and the state of mind is strong, it can be quickly discovered and eliminated.

In other words, even if the trapped person knows nothing about formations, he can successfully break through formations just like him.

"In less than one-tenth of the stipulated time, the [Zhuxin Formation] was broken. The cultivation base and mood are very good, and he is already qualified to enter the second floor!"

Master Kong's voice continued to sound.

A row of stone stairs suddenly appeared.

"Zhu Xinzhen? Qualified? What are you doing?"

Zhang Xuan is completely confused.

I thought that since the other party had already guessed that he would be teleported over through the altar, he must have made preparations long ago, ambushed countless false gods to kill him, and never dreamed that it was a formation and a second layer...

What the hell is this guy doing?

It was quiet all around, and still no one answered.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xuan raised his feet and walked towards the steps.

Stepping on the first step, he immediately felt a special coercion, crushing him, as if it wanted to expel his soul from his body.

"It should be brought by the gods..."

With a raised eyebrow, Zhang Xuan continued to move forward.

The power in front of him makes people feel powerless from the depths of their hearts, as if suppressed by blood and biological chains.

It's like how ordinary people can't help but feel weak when they see a roaring tiger.

From the depths of the soul, there is no way to hide, no way to refuse.

But...it was nothing to him.

hum!

The pendant on the chest gave off warmth, and the pressure dissipated without a trace. Zhang Xuan walked forward slowly, and soon came to the second floor of the room.

It is also a spacious hall, with eight scrolls hanging on the surrounding walls, arranged in the shape of an eight trigrams formation, as if they are suppressing something.

Zhang Xuan looked.

There are eight people in the picture, some are holding long swords, some are holding long knives, some are holding iron whips, and some are holding iron hammers... They have different appearances and shapes.

Before I came to the front, I felt a sense of oppression through the painting, crushing on the body, giving people a sense of sharpness.

"The level of these calligraphy and paintings is not high, but...the painters are very strong! Although it is a few simple strokes, they incorporate the charm of the person being painted into it, and even the strongest false gods can't compete..."

Zhang Xuan has already reached the realm of a nine-star calligrapher and painter in the Famed Master Continent. His understanding of calligraphy and painting, not to mention comparable to that of Master Confucius, is certainly not too far behind.

The scroll in front of me has simple strokes and a rough painting style. In the famous teacher continent, ordinary three-star calligraphers and painters can draw it, but... the charm and power contained in it cannot be completed by this kind of calligrapher and painter.

Even if it is him, it may not be able to do it.

"Could it be... the gods personally write the pen?"

I'm afraid that only the gods themselves can paint with such powerful power on ordinary paper, allowing it to exist for so many years, and still have such powerful power.

Of the eight scrolls, six of them are in color, one has become dull, like a black and white photo, and the other has lost half of its color, which is neither fish nor fowl. I don't know if it was because I didn't have time to color it at the beginning, or for other reasons.

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuan didn't find any useful clues, and didn't wait for Master Kong's voice to continue, so Zhang Xuan had no choice but to come to a picture.

If you want to leave, it must be related to these pictures, and you must find a way to solve the mystery.

The picture in front of him is a tall and strong man with eyes like copper bells, holding a hammer and full of strength.

With a little hesitation, he stretched out his finger and touched it.

call!

The whole person disappeared in place and appeared in an extremely vast wilderness.

Here, the whole body is white, there is no green grass, no vegetation, and no walls, just like an illusory dream.

"Go ahead!"

Zhang Xuan looked up and saw the person in the painting just now, holding two huge hammers, looking over coldly.