Forced to copy books and learn secretly, I became the favorite of the immortal world

Chapter 145 Demonic Sounds Rising
"Brothers from Ziwei Sect, thank you for preparing the killing array. Please also prepare the medical team."

"Don't worry, Junior Sister Mo." Although the Ziwei Sect didn't know her, they were willing to listen to her instructions from the beginning because of her calm arrangements and the trust of all the people in the Southern Region. In addition, the formation she gave,

Even the water curtain for on-site teaching was something they had never heard of. For no reason, they were willing to follow her instructions from the bottom of their hearts.

"Okay, all groups are ready, our sound repair group is about to begin."

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Only Ling Sheng and Jing Yun knew how serious it was. They tied up the spirit sword with their clothes, squatted down and hugged their heads, and immediately pasted the sound-isolating talisman paper. The people around them looked at them like fools.

"Brother, listen to me, tie it up." Jing Yun rarely said so many words in one breath, and several brothers in the Thunder Palace were a little moved. Although this little brother didn't talk much on weekdays, he never did anything he was not sure of. Unsure, they bit their teeth, lifted up their clothes and tied up the spirit sword. At this dangerous moment, they didn't care about their appearance.

Everyone in Qingyun Peak knew that Ling Sheng had been with Junior Sister the longest, and it could be said that Ling Sheng was the one who knew Junior Sister the best. Several people also learned to bind the spirit sword without hesitation.

Some people in the crowd saw everyone doing this and started to follow suit.

As waves of monsters roared and ran wildly, the roar continued to vibrate and intensify. Then a distracting suona sound rang out from the sky. Mo Anyi puffed up his cheeks and blew the suona hard. Sometimes it was so sharp that it seemed to break through the eardrums, and sometimes it was so dull that it seemed to cover the mouth and nose, suffocating people and making it impossible to breathe. The tones were scattered and disorderly, and they rushed towards the monsters like a wild horse running wildly.

So wanton, each one was beating to a strange rhythm and running wildly on the wrong path, and the notes pierced into the consciousness of each monster like the tip of a sharp knife.

"dong dong dong"

The strong man from the Loose Cultivator Alliance followed the rhythm of Mo Anyi's suona and beat the drum vigorously. No, it can't be said to be following the rhythm. That's called taking advantage of every opportunity. I don't know how he can distinguish the slightest gap in such a terrifying suona sound and give you another heavy hammer.

Could this be the tacit understanding between music practitioners?

The intrusion of the devilish sound suddenly cleared the consciousness of the monsters that were disturbed by the evil spirit. They all crawled out from the woods on the north side and the swamp in the middle. The jumping notes lashed them like whips, and they broke out to the open space on the plain on the east side.

A large group of monsters ran at the speed of life and death. The invasion of the black fog was not as terrifying as the ghostly sound. As they ran, there were also the sounds of vomiting from the monsters with sharper spiritual senses. They bumped into each other and trampled on each other, fearing that if they were a step late, they would suffer more serious damage from the devil's sound.

The people who stayed behind looked at the monsters rushing out of the forest, and their hearts were numb. Just a rough look showed that there were hundreds of them, rushing towards them in a mighty force. Even if they had the ability to kill them, it would take days and nights, and it would be exhausting.

I was just confused. Why were these monsters so obedient and led to the trap by Junior Sister Mo's music? Could it be that the strength of the sound cultivators was so strong? Or was there something special about it?
A few curious people secretly tore off the talisman papers distributed by Kunwu Sect, wanting to learn about the power of sound cultivation.

The sharp and disorienting suona, the chaotic and dull drum sounds, and the distorted and absurd flute sounds, all added together, were like a depth charge exploding in the sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness of the people who tore off the talisman paper was instantly twisted into a paste. The spiritual energy of the sword was disrupted, and the whole person rolled down from the sword. In the end, the hem of the clothes tied to the sword hooked the descending body. It was hanging in the air like a swing. The fellow disciples around him hurriedly pulled him up from the air, and Shen Yunzhu even gave him a few more talismans.

Curiosity kills the cat. Why not do something else with the free time? Is the sound of the suona played by the junior sister also audible to ordinary people?

"Oh"

The people who saw this scene finally understood why the hem of the clothes had to be tied. If it wasn't tied with the hem, the speed at which the few people fell would have either been crushed to death or trampled to death by the running monsters. There was no need to save them. They were buried directly.

I was also glad that I didn't have that much curiosity. Otherwise, they would be the ones hanging in the air. This was much more embarrassing than tying the spirit sword with the hem of a garment.

Mo An also led the monsters to run to the east. The biggest problem with the beast tide is that the range is too wide. With so many monsters, it is impossible for them to stop and wipe them out with just a few people. They must reduce and cut off the direction in which they run. With the sound wave attack, they can temporarily control their minds and use a circular formation to trap them.

"Senior Brother Jiang, the beast tide is coming." Mo Anyi held the jade slip and sent out a signal.

Jiang Yushan received the message and his nerves tensed up. He saw tens of thousands of monsters running wildly towards them. If he had faced them alone, he would have been scared to death. But with his junior sister and a group of fellow disciples supporting the formation behind him, he was not afraid. He took a deep breath,

"Sword formation open!" Jiang Yushan shouted.
"We will hold this trap for our junior sister."

"Let's fight,"

The several formation practitioners in the sword formation were filled with lofty sentiments.

Dozens of spiritual lights lit up according to the requirements of the formation diagram, and the magic formulas were sent out in all directions, and then re-covered through the connection points of each formation, like a puzzle, one by one, the formation diagrams gathered towards the center of the formation on Jiangyu Mountain in the center. In an instant, a complete formation was formed.

The people outside the arena exclaimed as they watched such a large formation being completed. The combined formation was something they had never dared to imagine before. It was too spectacular. The large formation that connected nearly half of the Linshui Realm was all lit up. They intertwined with each other without a single mistake, and closed tightly.

In this way, the great trapping array that could trap tens of thousands of monsters was even more visually impactful when they looked at it from a high place.

The shock of the laymen was no match for the formation practitioners who maintained the formation. For the first time, they knew that the formation could be so simple. They just needed to follow the formation diagram to transfer the spiritual power. The direction of the spiritual power, the amount of spiritual energy output, and the formula were all easy to learn. But it seemed that they had an extra layer of understanding of the formation. They had a certain degree of understanding of the formation, and their abilities had improved a lot.

The originally dull array formations, after being converted into a set of data, became clear and concise. It was not like before when learning an array formation, one had to repeatedly arrange and calculate it countless times. In many cases, the completion of the array formation depended entirely on luck, and one did not know how it was obtained. With data and detailed diagrams, all the blocked and difficult-to-understand information was integrated into the brain.

(End of this chapter)