"Tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut“
Xiang Yang looked at Shen Dou, shook his head and gently praised him. He calmly put the tungsten plate in front of him. He didn't even bother to use the new machine marker. He directly took out an ordinary marker with several broken soft whiskers on his head, then looked around and waved to Shen Yan: "senior brother, can you lend me some water? I don't have ordinary goods..."
"Don't even have Fushui? Dare to put forward a better array? I'm afraid this boy is not crazy?"
The elders who watched the war nearby were relieved. The general goods were automatically filtered by them.
Shen Yan smiled bitterly and took out a box of ink gold water from his Xumi ring. Although it was not as valuable as aloes soft silver water, it was also a top item.
When he handed it to Xiang Yang, he couldn't help asking: "younger martial brother Yang, don't try to be strong. It's too difficult for the eight party Huiyuan array. If it's a big deal, admit defeat..."
In fact, the array master's drawing array is also a very risky thing. Under the perfusion of the whole God, he often suffers mental damage due to the excessive consumption of divine consciousness. He is still in a trance for a few days. If it is serious, he may be hurt by knowing the sea.
When he thought about it, it was difficult for the ordinary nine robbers of the eight square Huiyuan array to draw, not to mention the little monk jiedan of Xiang Yang. If he lost at that time, it might affect xianmiao. It was a matter of a lifetime.
Xiang Yang took Mo Jinshui and felt warm when he heard his words full of concern.
Along the way, although the eldest martial brother always respected lvya'er in his words, he didn't show any admiration. Xiang Yang's inexplicable jealousy dissipated a lot. After hearing the speech, he couldn't help laughing and directly spread the news.
"Elder martial brother, it's harder to say than others. It's better to draw an array... Hey, just look..."
Shen Yan's hands, which were softer and smoother than women's, trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of horror.
Forced voice transmission? I'm an eight turn cultivation achievement
Xiang Yang had returned to his Futon with ink and gold. He was not in a hurry. He looked at the direction of the fight with his head tilted first, and muttered plausibly in his mouth.
"This is a good stroke... It seems that this ginseng yuan pattern has become..."
"Oh, it's a pity. It's half a silk... Several array patterns in the back have to be corrected, otherwise the coherence will not be enough!"
"Eh, that won't work... Aloes soft silver water is really good and has little volatility, but the speed of this stroke is too slow and has exceeded the limit..."
“......”
He was nagging. Fortunately, Shen Dou was completely immersed in the drawing of array patterns and turned a deaf ear. However, as a referee, Wu Meng was a little intolerable. He coughed and reminded: "this player, please don't interfere with your opponent... Let's start!"
He didn't notice. On one side, the old Zhu's eyes became brighter and brighter. Later, he almost stared round and looked at Xiang Yang directly, as if he saw a ghost.
Xiang Yang nodded to Wu Meng with a smile: "OK, let's start... By the way, elder Wu, why don't you join in? I have a soul casting jade here, you see... Bet whether I can complete the octagonal Huiyuan array... If I can't finish it, it's yours... If it's done, you can take out the equivalent stuff. Well, it's almost all right..."
He won't let go of anyone's cheap
"Casting soul jade? How does this boy know that my life weapon needs this material?"
Wumeng held the flying sword behind him with his back hand, and his face turned red and white. After struggling for a long time, he still didn't mean to take advantage of the younger generation. He forcibly moved his eyes away from the cast soul God jade. It seems that if he looks more, he can't help agreeing.
Xiang Yang sighed with some regret, put away the Dark Jade with faint light in his hand, and then put the tungsten gold plate in front of him, opened the box of ink gold water, and held the rune pen that looked broken
......
An hour later, Shen Dou dropped his last stroke. Looking at the tungsten gold plate now densely covered with array patterns, he took a deep breath and looked at it with pride for a long time.
Super play! Absolutely super play!
Two hundred and seventy-three runes were drawn within a half foot radius, and there was almost nothing wrong. Although it was far from the finished octagonal Huiyuan array, it was enough to be proud.
After all, I'm not a professional array mage
Besides, even the elder Zhu said that even he might not be able to draw successfully!
"Well, why is it so quiet?"
He looked up in a daze, but found that everyone's eyes were staring in one direction.
"That's... How can..."
Not far from him, the little monk of the ten thousand Dharma immortal sect was busy there. His arms were almost stationary. With the action of his wrists and fingers, every Rune had fallen.
Every time he writes, he looks natural and unrestrained. He doesn't even need to think about it. He just goes one after another. When he looks at it, the central part of the tungsten plate has been painted. If he doesn't observe it carefully with divine knowledge, it looks like a pool of ink dripping on it.
"OK... I'm in a hurry, so I'll make do with it... Eh, elder, are you?"
When Xiang Yang finished his last stroke, he put away the talisman and looked up, just in time to meet the elder Zhu's eyes. I don't know when, the master of the first array of Liuhe immortal sect had gathered in front of him and looked at him upright.
"This... This is still the octagonal Huiyuan array... Can I try it?"
At this time, Shen Dou had scanned the tungsten and gold plates in front of Xiang Yang with divine knowledge, and just breathed a sigh of relief.
There are 248 array patterns, which are much less than those drawn by himself. However, as a young monk in the period of Dan knot, he is very good. No wonder he dares to have such confidence. If he doesn't play extraordinary, he may not be able to do it.
But when hearing what Zhu Changlao said, he was stunned: "what else to try without more than 100 array patterns? Although the array methods are changeable, these arrays have been honed, let alone more than 100, even one or even one less..."
When I was hesitating, I saw the little friar waving his hand and handed the tungsten plate to elder Zhu: "naturally... But the time is short and the writing is too fast, it is inevitable that there are some unsatisfactory things, and there are many impurities in the tungsten plate, so the effect is just right..."
Zhu Changlao eagerly took over the tungsten plate. After starting, he became cautious. Even his breathing was much lighter. It seemed that he was afraid that he would blow away the array lines on it. After watching it carefully, his pale face suddenly flushed and his hands trembled.
"Amazing! This is a miracle!"