Ye Qi's busyness has been seen by everyone in the back mountain of the academy. Although he didn't ask much, he was looking forward to the final busy results of his twelfth junior brother.

Jun Mo walked out of his residence and followed the bamboo forest path to Chen Pipi. The two walked together in the pavilion where wood pomelo embroidery was usually embroidered.

Muyou happened to be in the pavilion at this time, and the three of them looked at the 108 small swords hanging in front of Ye Qi.

There was also a sound of ironwork in the tiled house on the north bank of the lake. Fan Yue and Lao Liu sat out with a bench in each of them.

Ye Qi took a deep breath to calm his mind. Then, he held the sword with one arm, and the tip of the sword was like a fine brush, outlining lines with profound artistic conception on the bodies of those small swords.

The formation base is only the basis of the formation, and these foundations can ultimately activate the power of heaven and earth, and also have a bridge connecting the breath of heaven and earth. The bridge is the lines he was outlining on countless small swords at this time.

Those lines are either vertical or horizontal, straight and straight, like willow branches in the chaotic wind, without any beauty at all.

Jun Mo frowned, and the iron sword in his hand shook gently, then he pressed the iron sword hard and looked at the place tightly.

Mu You looked at Chen Pipi in confusion and asked, "The twelfth junior brother's method of setting up a formation is actually not worse than mine. He still knows how to write talismans? How to set up a formation?"

Chen Pipi nodded and said, "Senior Seven, you don't know anything. When you were still in Zhishouguan, Senior Brother Twelve had already read the handwritten ceremony of the divine talisman masters of Xiling. I heard from the uncle there that if Senior Brother Twelve just wanted to observe the world from the perspective of Master Tyrant to let himself know his fate, perhaps his current talisman cultivation would be no longer below Yan Se."

An excellent talisman master will definitely be an excellent formation master. Senior Sister Seven is one of the few formation masters today. She naturally understands why Ye Qi can have such exquisite and proficient means of writing talismans and setting up formations at this time.

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Countless small swords were carved with crisscrossing lines, and the sword bodies of small stone swords became transparent and flawless like white jade.

After carving lines on each small sword, Ye Qi put his sword in the sheath. Just then, a few rays of breeze passed through the small sword, stained with some breath and became sharp. Then, the green willow on the shore of the small lake was divided into countless pieces, and the green leaves and wood chips were scattered towards the small swords like rain.

A piece of willow leaves that were lucky enough to escape the breeze cut like a knife covered a small sword. The small sword that was originally hanging safely here began to tremble, stirring the green leaves into tiny particles.

Then, the other small swords began to shake. Ye Qi's expression changed and he pinched out several sword-controlling techniques, but it seemed that it was too late.

I saw dozens of small swords breaking through the clouds, tearing apart a few wisps of clouds above the academy, and then flying high in the sky, it spread out and returned to the ground.

Ye Qi looked at the falling swords with a daze. He was not a pure talisman master and formation master. He just understood the rules of it and realized the formations he had seen, heard and realized were simply incomparable to those practitioners who had been immersed in the two talisman masters for countless years.

It was his first time to set up a formation, and after trying something for the first time, the chance of failure was high. Although he could beat Liu Bai in the sword competition, he is the most powerful person in the world now, the way of the talisman formation and the way of swordsmanship is still essentially different.

After deciding to set up the formation, he only thought about the power of the formation after it was formed, and never thought that the formation base would lose control, nor did he know the reason why the small swords lost control at this time, but it was definitely not because of that willow leaf.

More than a dozen small swords fell quickly, and they could not be found in the white clouds that had broken into pieces, and their movements could not be seen under the clear blue sky. Only a faint sound of breaking through the air could be heard.

Ye Qi's expression subsided. In order to stabilize the remaining small swords, he could not concentrate on recalling the flying small swords at this time, so he could only shout: "Senior brothers and sisters, pay attention."

As soon as he finished speaking, three small swords fell into the lake, splashing small waves several feet high towards the north shore. Fan Yue, who was watching the twelfth junior brother portraying the talisman line, was not aware of it for a while and was hit on the ground by the small waves.

At the same time, Jun Mo seemed to feel something, threw away the iron sword, grabbed Chen Pipi and Mu You, and quickly left Linhu Pavilion.

It was at this moment that five small swords fell on the pavilion and the pavilion collapsed with a bang.

Furthermore, four small swords fell on the Master's thatched house that was breathable on all sides, and the golden thatched house collapsed.

"Huh... Fortunately, you second senior brother, you took action in time." Chen Pipi looked at the residence of Master Zi who turned into ruins in the distance. He knew the characteristics of the golden thatched grasses best. In addition to being able to gather the breath of heaven and earth, they were harder than the city wall. Moreover, the formation of Senior Sister Seven was blessed there, and it was easily destroyed by four small swords. If this fell on him, he would not die, but it would be indispensable to lie on the bed for a year or two.

Suddenly, Chen Pipi, who was thinking about the consequences of those small swords, suddenly shrank. Just as he was about to say something, a small sword fell from somewhere. Gao Guan, which was like a hammer on Jun Mo's head, made a shattering sound. The small sword shot into the ground, and the high crown was slanted and broken.

Fan Yue and Lao Liu, who had just crawled out of the water, happened to see this scene. Lao Liu wiped off the mud stains on his face, looked at Ye Qi with admiration, and said to himself: "The twelfth junior brother is amazing. He accidentally made something I have wanted to do since I entered the academy but have never done. I admire him."

Fan Yue, who has always been taciturn, expressed his expression with Lao Liu at this time, and replied: "I am the same as Junior Brother Six. Maybe I can say that the twelfth Junior Brother has done what all the disciples in the back mountain have always wanted to do but have not done it."

As he said that, Fan Yue and Lao Liu looked at Jun Mo on the other side of Xiaohu. Jun Mo's face turned pale and his fists were tightly pinched, as if the anger in his heart had burned all over his body. After his ancient crown was cut slanted, it had become crooked, which seemed very funny.

Lao Liu said, "The second senior brother's crown has never been broken."

Fan Yue said: "The second senior brother has never been wrong."

"Why do I want to laugh when I see my second senior brother like this?"

"I want to laugh, too."

The two of them looked at each other at the same time, covered their mouths at the same time, and laughed loudly on the ground that was wet and turned muddy by the lake waves.

The facts are right from what Fan Yue said. Ye Qi did do what all the disciples in the back mountain of the academy wanted to do but did not do. Chen Pipi and Mu You also wanted to laugh at Jun Mo, but they could feel that the second senior brother was really angry now, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and his face was red.

Jun Mo glared at Ye Qi, who had already put away the remaining small swords, as if he was about to escape. He roared angrily and shouted: "Ye Qi, do you think you are better than Liu Bai and are the real strongest man in the world? Otherwise, let's compare too?"

Ye Qi stopped for a moment, and then hesitated without hesitation to use a short distance, not knowing where he disappeared.

At this time, Chen Pipi was really feeling uncomfortable. She thought about whether to laugh happily or to continue holding it in case the second senior brother blew his anger on his head, and laughed loudly with a "pop".

Seeing that he was laughing, Muyou couldn't help it, and she burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!