Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 207

The scholar's eyes swept across Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Shaoan, then passed them and looked further away.

That guy is still hiding.

However, even with the help of the scholar's body's enhanced perception, Li Zhuiyuan still could not detect any trace of that person outside.

Outside the tower, the scholar lowered his head; inside the tower, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the floor tiles under his feet.

If it's not outside, is it possible that it's... inside?

This tower has twelve floors on top, that’s a certain number, but who knows how many floors there are below?

When the scholar opened his eyes, Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Shaoan showed shock on their faces.

Although they are also dead, there is a difference between dead people and dead people.

They came here with so much hardship, not to pursue the goal of becoming immortals, but to sacrifice themselves for the future of their family.

They carefully stripped themselves away, carefully engineered their own deaths, didn't enter the tower, and deliberately put themselves in a dilemma.

Therefore, they have become "lonely ghosts" in this secret place. Although they have been stripped of their identities as living people, they have retained their self-awareness to the greatest extent.

Anyone who enters the tower is not only dead, but also hands over all their sovereignty to the tower. They are suppressed by the rules while also upholding these rules.

It can be said that people who enter the tower no longer have self-awareness, and even if there is some remnant, it is pitifully small.

If the old Taoist priest had been alive, the three of them would never have been his match, but he was dead after all. A corpse rigidly controlled by the tower had too many limitations.

A force that is not controlled by wisdom and experience is not that scary no matter how strong it is.

When the corpse opens its eyes, it means the return of consciousness before death.

Zhen Shaoan's expression was also very ugly. As a formation master, he must have no shortage of basic layout strategies. He now really had a feeling that the devil was always one step taller than him, and both sides kept escalating the stakes.

He had long suspected whether it was too smooth and natural for the three of them to sneak in here and climb up step by step in this rule system.

But as the sunk costs continued to increase, and he endured the torment of being neither human nor ghost here day and night, he no longer dared to think about this possibility.

Even now, the feeling that there was a big hand behind the scenes was almost obvious, and he dared not delve into it further.

"Meow!!."

The one who broke this relative tranquility at this time was Yu Miaomiao.

Although she couldn't figure out why the scholar appeared and why he opened his eyes, she felt that the time to fight back had come!

Demonic energy burst out of Yu Miaomiao's body. After breaking free from the pressure on her body, she leaped up rapidly, then triggered the collective operation of multiple formations below and above. With a "bang", she was slammed to the ground.

Zhen Shaoan: “…”

Yu Zangsheng has always been arrogant, and he also recognizes and understands this. After all, the Yu family is the real Dragon King's family.

But this younger member of Yu Zangsheng's family was something he couldn't understand.

Even if you were distracted just now, he is a formation master. When the formation has been set up, you actually wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack?

However, Yu Miaomiao's tragic situation has indeed sounded a radical clarion call for the current situation.

Regardless of the past and the future, at least now, Yu Miaomiao has held back a person. There is no reason to see her being really killed now so that Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Shaoan can cooperate together.

The scholar took a step forward and said, "Continue to command."

Zhao Yi waved his hand and said, "Don't worry!"

Since Mr. Li gave him so much face, he naturally couldn't fall behind.

Zhao Yi immediately whispered to the people around him: "Don't slack off. The Li family needs to save their energy to deal with the crisis that has not yet appeared, so now it is up to us to take the initiative."

This is not a tacit understanding, but an understanding and judgment of the situation.

Zhao Yi saw that Mr. Li had limitations in his control over this body, otherwise he would not have come out to negotiate in the name of Heaven.

Since useless negotiations can be conducted, it is not a time limit, but a use intensity limit.

This is true.

Although Li Zhuiyuan used the secret technique of the Black Book to become the first controller of this body, it was still based on local rules.

The rules here are constantly collapsing. The silk threads on the scholar's body have been broken by half compared to before. Every subsequent strong manipulation will cause the remaining silk threads to continue to break.

Good steel must be used on the blade, and he wanted to keep this trump card as long as possible to deal with subsequent attacks from the hidden person.

The scholar rushed forward, aiming directly at Xu Zhenrong.

Xu Zhenrong couldn't understand this situation, but she could only respond. She couldn't even retreat or escape because she had no way out.

With his hands he quickly made seals, sixteen circular marks appeared on the body of the "fake Runsheng", and then the valves opened completely!

A powerful aura rose up, and this scene was almost the same as when Runsheng himself was at full speed.

The scholar, who was originally rushing forward, suddenly moved away and did not rush directly towards the "fake Runsheng".

Seeing this, Runsheng turned around and looked at Zhao Yi, meaning that he also wanted to go all out now.

Zhao Yi: "Yin Meng, get on Runsheng's back and confront that fake guy!"

Yin Meng jumped onto Run Sheng's back without saying a word and put her arms around his neck with her left hand.

Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel in his right hand, waved his left arm, and started to sprint.

However, Runsheng did not fully open his valve after all, and his momentum was far inferior to that of the "fake Runsheng".

"Fake Lin Shuyou" and "Fake Tan Wenbin" were not idle either. Xu Zhenrong did not keep them in front of him for protection, but sent them all to Zhao Yi.

The main reason why Zhao Yi and his team were able to set up the turtle formation previously was that Runsheng was holding the line in the front, while the rest of the people, including Zhao Yi, were just providing support.

Now that Runsheng is out, the turtle shell can no longer be put away. We have to solve the easy ones first and then concentrate on dealing with the most difficult ones.

This idea cannot be said to be wrong. From the perspective of ordinary people, it is very sober and decisive.

Xu Zhenrong is an excellent puppeteer. Even Li Zhuiyuan needs to learn puppetry from her.

But every profession has its own specialties and different trades pose great difficulties. Xu Zhenrong is now facing two people who are good at commanding team battles.

The two of them didn't even need to communicate too much, not even an eye contact, they just needed to focus on the situation at hand and simulate each other's actions and reactions in their minds.

Runsheng carried Yin Meng on his back and got closer and closer to the "fake Runsheng".

He also didn't expect that one day he would be able to face his full-throttle state.

Precisely because this is his secret weapon, he understands the disparity in combat power between these two states.

If he actively defends, he might be able to withstand two or three attacks, but if he actively attacks, he will most likely be killed in one blow.

But he listened to Xiaoyuan. Xiaoyuan asked him to listen to Zhao Yi temporarily, so he listened to Zhao Yi.

Knowing that if he continued to charge forward and fight, both he and Yin Meng would be in danger, he did not hesitate at all.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly closing.

When they got close enough, which was actually the safe range where the "fake Runsheng" could fight and turn back to protect Xu Zhenrong, under Xu Zhenrong's control, the "fake Runsheng" began to rush forward.

At this time, the scholar who had been waiting around the periphery suddenly rushed towards the "fake Runsheng".

The "fake Runsheng" slowed down, raised his arm and swung his fist, ready to attack the scholar.

However, the scholar only made a feint and did not actually launch an attack. Before the two sides officially came into contact, the scholar stopped.

However, his interruption slowed down the momentum that the "fake Runsheng" had just built up. When the scholar left and Runsheng rushed up with Yin Meng on his back, the "fake Runsheng" changed his moves and punched again.

This punch was thrown hastily, with only 50% of the power of his peak period.

Although Run Sheng in normal state still cannot match this strength, it can at least help reduce the damage it suffers.

Runsheng's shovel collided with the opponent's fist.

In an instant, the energy of both sides collided fiercely.

Then, Runsheng flew backwards.

Yin Meng on his back jumped out of the car and flew up, throwing all the remaining poison cans in his hand. He added a little bit of force and rotation when throwing them, making them collide and shatter in mid-air. For a moment, colorful poisonous mist fell.

This time, the area of ​​the poisonous fog was not large and the falling speed was not fast, so it was actually very easy to avoid it.

Xu Zhenrong knew that the girl's poison was not ordinary, so he immediately controlled the "fake Runsheng" and withdrew from the range of the poisonous fog.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the scholar who had made a feint earlier appeared again, blocking the "fake Runsheng"'s retreat in advance.

The "fake Runsheng" did not stop, but rushed towards the scholar regardless of everything.

The scholar stretched out his hand, reached forward, then pushed back on his toes and quickly retreated.

Xu Zhenrong looked puzzled. She suddenly realized that the other party seemed to have some reservations and had been avoiding direct combat.

Could it be that even though you can open your eyes, you can only bluff?

In order to verify his guess, the "fake Runsheng" did not stop chasing and the scholar was still retreating, but the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Runsheng, who had been knocked away before, reappeared in front of the scholar. His arms were bleeding due to the previous concussion, but he raised the Yellow River shovel again with speed and determination without any hesitation.

Runsheng could sense that among this scholar was Xiaoyuan.

"boom!"

After another fight, Runsheng was still knocked out.

The scholar took the initiative to avoid and did not try to catch Runsheng. When Runsheng flew past him, the scholar opened his mouth and quickly said "Exactly four, nine, seven, eight".

At the same time, the palm that was previously spread out was retracted and clenched at this moment.

The colorful poisonous fog that was still falling in an area before seemed to be pulled in all of a sudden, turning into wisps of whirlwind, rushing towards here.

It just so happens that this is also the time when the "fake Runsheng" valves collectively ventilate.

Expel the turbid air in the body and take in new air with force.

Xu Zhenrong watched helplessly as the poisonous fog was pulled over by the scholar. She wanted to stop the "fake Runsheng" from breathing, but found that she couldn't do it at all, because if she did so, the airflow in the "fake Runsheng"'s body would be disrupted.

Under the premise that the valve is fully open, if the air flow in the body goes wrong, even if this body is made up of dozens of black shadows, it still cannot withstand this kind of pressure and will explode.

The scholar turned his head deliberately and glanced at Xu Zhenrong who was standing in the distance.

Inside the tower, Li Zhuiyuan also turned his head.

You are the one who deduced and reproduced the body-refining technique from "Qin's Method of Observing Dragons", but I really can do it.

When is the time to breathe and which rhythm is the right one? Not only the counterfeit, but even Runsheng himself is not as accurate as Li Zhuiyuan.

The poisonous mist was inhaled into the body of the "fake Runsheng", his body began to change color, and his movements suddenly became slow.

Xu Zhenrong did not expect that the strongest masked man in his hand could be destroyed so easily.

"You can only succeed this once!"

Xu Zhenrong was very decisive. She immediately ordered the "fake Runsheng" to self-destruct. Then she crossed her fingers and arched them upwards.

If one is gone, she can always make another one.

This has become her classroom environment, and that is her home turf.

The scholar moved again, avoiding the aftermath of the "fake Runsheng"'s self-explosion.

At this moment, sixty black shadows once again poured into the emerald inverted cone above their heads.

Soon, a new pool of white cocoons will fall, and then another "fake Runsheng" will appear.

Inside the tower, Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands.

Outside the tower, the scholar crossed his fingers and arched them upwards.

The emerald inverted cone that had already been injected with sixty black shadows was once again filled with dozens of black shadows, completely blocking the inverted cone.

Too many black shadows were blocked in the inverted cone and could not transform into white cocoons and fall off.

Xu Zhenrong's body trembled. Although she was wearing a mask, one could still sense her shock at the moment.

"It's you!"

Although the scholar and Zhao Yi had had a brief exchange before, it was not until now that Xu Zhenrong was sure who was truly controlling the scholar.

It was she who taught him the Nuo puppetry technique, but she didn't expect that he could stop her from performing the technique in this way.

The "fake Tan Wenbin" and the "fake Lin Shuyou" were not recalled by Xu Zhenrong to protect themselves, and the scholars did not advance towards Xu Zhenrong, but began to retreat instead.

On the way of retreating, Xu Zhenrong sucked the black shadow into the inverted cone several times in succession, but no matter which inverted cone she chose, the scholar filled it with more energy in the same way.

The easiest way to deal with a puppeteer is to prevent her from making any more puppets.

Elsewhere, under Zhao Yi's arrangement, Tan Wenbin was sent to meet his fake counterpart alone.

If Tan Wenbin used the ghost-controlling technique at this time, he should be able to fight back and forth with the opponent. After all, the difference in physical fitness does not have much impact on the level of magic.

But Zhao Yi asked Tan Wenbin not to use the ghost-controlling technique.

First, if he just goes all in on everything he does, how can that reflect the value of him, Young Master Zhao?
Secondly, Zhao Yi is now counting on Li's team to survive this wave, and preserving their strength as much as possible is also a kind of protection for himself.

Zhao Yi believed that if the situation became turbulent and everyone collapsed, the man surnamed Li would definitely drag away his companions first, and would only drag himself away if conditions permitted.

The “fake Tan Wenbin” opened his arms, and two “resentful babies” sat on his shoulders, clapping and singing.

Tan Wenbin himself suffered such a mental attack that he could only kneel on the ground with his head in his hands, blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. Fortunately, although his two godsons were unable to take formal action, they were able to hold their godfather's head together and provide him with some protection.

This scene really looks like a loving father and filial son.

However, while the two godsons were protecting their godfather, deep resentment flashed in their eyes, and this resentment was directed at Zhao Yi.

It was he who prevented his godfather from releasing their power. Now his godfather is suffering, it’s all because of those three eyes!
The scholar suddenly appeared behind the fake "Tan Wenbin". The fake Tan Wenbin noticed it, turned his head, his eyes turned red, and all kinds of negative emotions surged towards the scholar like a tide.

Because this body was controlled by Li Zhuiyuan, these emotions were naturally transmitted to the boy, and then, nothing happened.

As if realizing that this kind of mind-disturbance technique was ineffective against this person, the body of the "fake Tan Wenbin" began to swell rapidly, in an attempt to use the technique of warding off ghosts to strengthen himself.

The scholar quickly closed the distance, then stretched out his fingers and tapped the shoulders of the "fake Tan Wenbin" from a distance.

Xu Zhenrong's puppetry is indeed superb, but she has a bad habit, which is that she pursues perfection in replication too much.

She shouldn't have been like this when she was alive, but after her death, here she has almost endless high-quality raw materials, and can use some of the rules and authorities to help her deduce... After fighting too many battles of affluence, she has contracted diseases of affluence.

Why did the two resentful babies like to sit on Tan Wenbin’s shoulders? It was not to show the warmth of the father-son love, but because he had put seals on Tan Wenbin’s shoulders.

She also reproduced this detail.

It wasn't her negligence, but her deduction itself was that she knew the results but not the reasons.

The seals on both shoulders were activated by the scholar, and the "fake Tan Wenbin" suddenly fell to the ground, his body beginning to twitch.

"I come!"

With a bloody face, Tan Wenbin stood up, ran forward with a Yellow River shovel in his hand, and chopped off a head that looked exactly like his own with one shovel.

"call……"

You know what, killing yourself feels really good.

The scholar continued to cross his fingers and arch them upwards, blocking Xu Zhenrong's access to raw materials.

The White Crane Boy was invited down again.

The recent possessions have been a little too frequent, but the boy is not angry and always comes whenever called to provide attentive door-to-door service.

Although he tried hard to conceal it, it was obvious that his aura was not as strong as before.

There was no other way. Lin Shuyou had to possess the spirits repeatedly in a weak state, and the descended boy had to use his own power to maintain Lin Shuyou's body time and time again, which was equivalent to paying money to the foreman in exchange for being able to work day and night.

One of the reasons why those evil spirits do not care about the medium's body is that their divine power is too precious.

However, the boy did make some progress, in that he tried hard to conceal his fatigue while showing it just right.

In short, you must let your leader see the results of your work, and also let your leader see how hard you work.

Logically speaking, the White Crane Boy without the needles cannot beat "himself" in the needle-inserted state, and the opponent is made of thirty black shadows as raw materials, so he has stronger endurance.

But the fact is, this time, Baihe Tongzi stopped the "fake Lin Shuyou" without much effort.

Because Zhao Yi was sitting in the back, constantly controlling the formation.

The formation is not complicated, it is three small miniature formations, and the small formation flags are also taken directly from Lin Shuyou’s bag.

However, even with this simple formation, every time the "Fake Lin Shuyou" took a step, his body would shake noticeably, and he couldn't increase his speed at all;
Every time it tried to condense a trident, the trident would become illusory and then dissipate halfway through.

Even the talisman needles inserted into the body that were supposed to be used for "decoration" began to shake, creating a new obstruction effect.

Just like this, the "fake Lin Shuyou" had great power but had no way to use it.

The White Crane Boy only needed to attack when necessary to prevent the opponent from destroying the formation, and he could keep the opponent here. However, the White Crane Boy did not feel relaxed at all. He kept looking back and scanning Zhao Yi with his vertical pupils.

If Zhao Yi was not one of his own and had a good relationship with the young man, the boy might have ignored the counterfeit in front of him and stabbed Zhao Yi a few times with the trident.

Because this guy had clearly already thoroughly investigated the officers' and generals' steps, techniques, and supernatural powers, and had even developed a way to counter them.

At this time, the figure of the scholar appeared.

The gap between Zhao Yi's eyebrows instantly expanded to the maximum extent. The three simple spells were running at overload at this moment, hindering the figure of "Fake Lin Shuyou" to the greatest extent.

Zhao Yi: "Boy, put a needle in it!"

The boy's eyes were gloomy, but the appearance of the scholar meant that the young man's gaze had come upon him. He did not hesitate, and took out the talisman needle that he had prepared to insert into himself at the critical moment. With three steps of praise, he flashed in front of the "fake Lin Shuyou" and stabbed the talisman needle into the other's body.

The boy has been penetrated so many times that he is now very familiar with penetrating others.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The "fake Lin Shuyou" who was already in a replica pin-insertion state ushered in another round of pin-insertion state. This was by no means a one-plus-one increase. Even if its body was molded by thirty black shadows, it could not withstand such stimulation at this time.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the "Fake Lin Shuyou" exploded directly.

This time, the boy did not rush to take credit and wait for reward. Instead, he looked at the scholar first, then tilted his head slightly, his vertical pupils glowing red, and looked towards Zhao Yi who was still sitting cross-legged there.

The scholar patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he is not targeting you on purpose. He has studied all of you."

Zhao Yi had already found out all the flaws of Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou.

Its purpose is self-evident.

This is also the reason why Li Zhuiyuan was able to cooperate so well with Zhao Yi this time, because Li Zhuiyuan was also very clear about the flaws in the abilities of his partners.

If Xu Zhenrong was given a second chance, she would definitely consciously avoid these loopholes, but the problem is, she has no chance.

Zhao Yi: "I was just thinking about it out of boredom. I thought I'd give it to you after I've summarized it so I can help you improve."

As if he knew that his words were not convincing, Zhao Yi quickly changed the subject, pointed at the masked Xu Zhenrong, and asked maliciously:
"Hey, you're not actually needed here, why don't you go take care of her?"

Xu Zhenrong was still standing there, with her fingers crossed, trying again and again. Unfortunately, whichever one she tried, Li Zhuiyuan would block.

At this time, Runsheng, covered in blood, appeared in another area with a Yellow River shovel in his hand. He used all his strength to smash the empty space in front of him!

"boom!"

There seemed to be a sound of glass breaking, and the obstruction of vision was removed. Sitting inside was Xu Zhenrong without a mask. This was her true form.

Because all her attention was focused on the masked self, her real body reacted very slowly, mainly because she didn't expect to be found here.

When Runsheng was knocked away for the second time, Li Zhuiyuan said a string of numbers to Runsheng. This was actually the simplified direction formula that Runsheng used to help him set up the formation. The coordinates corresponding to the formula were where Xu Zhenrong's body was hiding.

This woman, in the beginning, appeared to be a puppet.

Runsheng seemed to feel that the shovel was not stable enough, so he slapped the shovel handle with his palm, and the internal layer opened. A string of evil-breaking talismans slid out of the shovel tube and stuck to Xu Zhenrong.

This kind of precious talisman paper is in abundance in Li Zhuiyuan's team. Not only does everyone have it, but they can also develop various ways to hide and activate it.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A series of explosions were heard, and Xu Zhenrong's body began to collapse.

Her beautiful face first showed panic and astonishment, and finally, all turned into relief.

Perhaps, she had long been tired of living here, but her previous efforts and inertia no longer allowed her to choose to end it.

After suffering here for so many years, she can no longer tell whether she is doing this for her family or for her own unwillingness.

The scholar appeared in front of Xu Zhenrong, whose skin was already severely cracked. He had deliberately gone to Zhao Yi and the boy, who did not need help, in order to create an opportunity for Runsheng's sneak attack.

Xu Zhenrong turned her cracked eyes and looked at Runsheng who was still holding the shovel and stabbing her:
"He is practicing the Qin's body-building technique, right? Then you are..."

Scholar: "I am a contemporary Qin family member who has left the country."

"Sure enough, it's the Qin family..."

Xu Zhenrong sighed with a hint of amusement:

"Alas, it's really like teaching the apprentice and starving the master to death..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body completely disintegrated and it was over.

The masked woman, who was originally standing there, playing the cone-blocking game with Li Zhuiyuan with her fingers crossed, froze.

"boom!"

First, a red flame burst out of his body, and then masks of various colors appeared and rotated, but he could not find a target nearby to stick to.

The mask melted quickly and merged with the flames that were almost dissipating. In an instant, the red flame of reality turned into a ghost fire targeting the soul, and it surged again before being completely annihilated.

She set a trap for the masked man disguised as herself to explode.

It’s a pity that from beginning to end, Li Zhuiyuan never went there, and did not capture the leader first, which made her explode in loneliness in the end.

The three masked men, the fake Runsheng, the fake Tan Wenbin and the fake Lin Shuyou, used a total of one hundred black shadows. Adding the one who just self-destructed, the quality level of the masked men that Xu Zhenrong can use at the same time must exceed the number of one hundred black shadows.

"Ten, thirty, sixty, I picked three to make a hundred. This is intentional."

Tan Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief. He had been fooled by this perception and immediately shouted to Zhao Yi, "Then why did you just shout '100% assured' to Brother Xiaoyuan?"

When he heard this, Tan Wenbin thought that Zhao Yi was reminding Brother Xiaoyuan of the number of the one hundred black shadows.

Zhao Yi shrugged. "I didn't say that to your brother Xiaoyuan. I said it to that woman, so that she would think that we didn't notice it."

Hundreds and hundreds. This data is obviously fake. It seems that your ability has not improved over the years and is stuck at an integer.

This kind of mentality would most likely produce miraculous results in a normal fight, but in front of Zhao Yi and Li Zhuiyuan, it was nothing compared to them.

Li Zhuiyuan believed that Zhao Yi did not intentionally give him a wrong hint, because there was no need for Young Master Zhao to do so. This wave has not ended yet, and the hidden black hand has not appeared yet. Zhao Yi will only care about his own safety more than his own.

Scholar: "I'll go up first."

Zhao Yi: "Do you need us to join you?"

"No need, the formation doesn't require many people."

The scholar left and went to the upper floor.

Yu Miaomiao was almost suppressed to death by Zhen Shaoan.

She had all the strength and speed, but she couldn't use them at all. Without external intervention, she would die in endless frustration.

Zhao Yi: "Is your brother Xiaoyuan going to rescue the cat?"

Tan Wenbin: “Probably.”

Zhao Yi: "It's quite surprising that Mr. Li is so kind and caring for small animals."

Tan Wenbin: "Our brother Xiaoyuan has always been kind to people and animals."

Zhao Yi yawned and looked up at the top of the tower, his eyes focused on the bell on the top of the tower. He seemed to have thought of something, and stopped yawning halfway. Then he chuckled and said in a low voice:
"I owe Mr. Li my life."

……

As the scholar reached the upper level, a giant eye appeared under his feet.

Obviously, Zhen Shaoan was prepared.

Inside the tower, Li Zhuiyuan began to take steps forward.

On the second floor below ground, scholars were also taking steps.

The giant eye that could have bound everything above seemed to have lost its magic at this moment, and the scholar walked on it as if it were flat ground.

Zhen Shaoan's eyes widened and he had to temporarily give up putting pressure on the cat and instead deal with the scholar seriously.

Zhen Shaoan just waved his hand and cast a formation.

Inside the tower, Li Zhuiyuan also made the same move.

Both sides cast a formation in the middle, and the formations collided with each other and collapsed and dissipated at the same time.

Zhen Shaoan had a look of surprise on his face, and he felt like he was looking in a mirror.

Next, Zhen Shaoan continued to set up the formation, and the scholar just wandered around.

Zhen Shaoan's face gradually became gloomy. Every time he set up a new formation, the opponent could quickly capture the gate of life and the gate of death. After switching between them, he would walk out calmly.

As if to express a hint of arrogance and disdain, the other party did not retaliate against the formation he had set up.

This was a misunderstanding on Zhen Shaoan's part.

Li Zhuiyuan did not choose to fight back because he knew that his counterattack would be the same as the opponent's attack, and neither of them could do anything to the other.

As for this expression...a scholar has this face and this temperament.

Li Zhuiyuan in the high tower actually had a very serious expression on his face. The opponent's formation method had obviously been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations and was worth learning from.

Of course, Li Zhuiyuan was very clear that now was not a purely teaching time.

Although he did not fight back, he kept making changes to the formations set up by Zhen Shaoan. He made a small hole in each formation, small enough that only a cat could enter and exit.

When entering this secret realm, Li Zhuiyuan did not choose the formation door among the three stone doors because he felt that he did not need to study formation for the time being.

This was indeed the case. In terms of understanding formations, Zhen Shaoan really had nothing to teach him. All he could learn was the formation-setting techniques. He should have studied them during his lifetime, and after his death, with such a good environment for formation-setting, he delved even deeper into them.

Li Zhuiyuan was very satisfied with his research results.

But since there is no way to widen the gap in formation strength, the two sides are actually still on the same starting line and are evenly matched. At this time, if either side gets extra help, it will be enough to break this balance.

Soon, Zhen Shaoan seemed to finally realize something. He said incredulously, "You can also borrow the jade pillars here!"

This is part of the authority he obtained with great difficulty after lurking here for so many years. Why does the person in front of him also have it?
Scholar: “Is it strange?”

Zhen Shaoan: "Of course it's strange, I know you are not the one standing on the top of the tower at the beginning, you are the boy who entered the tower!"

Scholar: “Oh.”

Zhen Shaoan: "How did you do it?"

The scholar pinched his eyebrows, and the young man in the tower did the same thing.

Since I have already put half of my reputation as an architect on my face, isn't it normal for me to have a little bit of authority?
However, Li Zhuiyuan knew that Zhen Shaoan didn't really want to know about this matter, at least he didn't show it so urgently.

After discovering that he could also borrow the "classroom equipment", the other party realized what might have happened during this period of time. He was already reviewing the traces of the formation that had been set up previously to see if there were any changes.

But unfortunately, Li Zhuiyuan will not give him this time.

The scholar raised his right arm as if he was about to snap his fingers.

This was his previous habit, but considering that Zhao Yi had just beaten him, the boy suddenly didn't want to fight anymore.

In the end, all they could do was clap their hands in a normal way.

"Snapped!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were continuous roars of formations.

The noise was loud, but the destructive power was small because it was all controlled by Zhen Shaoan.

Zhen Shaoan smiled and said, "If the age I saw on the first floor was your real age, I admit that you are the true genius of formation that I have ever seen in my life.

But no matter how good the talent is, it still takes time to nurture it.

You are still a little immature now.

Next time you do these little tricks, you have to be faster and more decisive. At first, I really didn't expect that you could use the environment here to control the formation. You actually had a great chance.

It's a pity that our communication time was too short. When you first came in here, you should have chosen my door. I can teach you more. No, let's just say we can communicate with each other."

Li Zhuiyuan could hear that there was some sincerity in Zhen Shaoan's words, and he had the mentality of a senior teaching a younger generation.

Even if the two sides are rivals, even if they are destined to fight to the death, they still cannot stop recognizing some of the characteristics of the other side.

The scholar nodded and said, "Then let's communicate."

The scholar stretched out his hand.

The previous explosion of the formation did not cause much impact on the formation that had been arranged, but Li Zhuiyuan's purpose was not for this. He needed to use the collective movement of so many formations to stir up the feng shui atmosphere here, which was originally a stagnant pool.

The weather conditions appeared and were controlled by the scholar. Then, the scholar fell downwards, penetrating the membrane of the formation at an extremely fast speed and injecting the Feng Shui power into the formation below.

Zhen Shaoan was puzzled at first, but soon he seemed to understand something and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a genius move!"

The integration of Feng Shui and formations is incredible just to think about, let alone actually seeing it in real life.

Li Zhuiyuan was not surprised at Zhen Shaoan's excited reaction. This was Wei Zhengdao's innovation in formation.

The weather entered the game and broke the formation with great force.

Although he could still try to remedy the situation, Zhen Shaoan had already decided to give up and give up struggling. He was more interested in:

"How do I learn this?"

"You must first practice the Liu Family's Qi-Viewing Technique."

"Oh...are you from the Liu family?"

"I am the current generation of the Liu family."

Zhen Shaoan looked at Li Zhuiyuan, then at Yu Miaomiao, who was about to pounce on him after her formation had been broken.

He said in a tone that was neither funny nor sad:

"It seems that there is a gap between the Dragon King Family and the Dragon King Family."

Although Yu Miaomiao is now using the body of the woman in black dress, Zhen Shaoan knows Yu Miaomiao's real age.

The successors of the same age, one can amaze him and even teach him the art of formations, but the other one looks more and more like a fool.

Zhen Shaoan asked, "I can understand that you don't want to become an immortal, but why don't you even want offerings? This will be of great benefit to your family."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I just need to grow up, and my family will be revived. There is no need to pin my hopes on those illusory things."

Zhen Shaoan: "In the formation dojo, there is a crystal book I left behind, which records my experience in improving the formation techniques.

Then, hopefully you can prevent this disaster.

The three of us are just pawns of that person, and that person hasn't come out yet."

"Ah."

"I say this not because I regret it or have a guilty conscience, but because I lost."

"I know."

"You are the same as Zhao Wuyang. If you become the Dragon King in the future, I will be convinced. Here, I would like to say 'congratulations' in advance."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

"Meow!"

Yu Miaomiao broke through the broken formation and came in front of Zhen Shaoan. Her sharp claws and fangs, wrapped in a strong breath of corpse demon, tore Zhen Shaoan to pieces completely!

After venting the humiliation that had just been suppressed by the formation, Yu Miaomiao turned around and stared at the scholar vigilantly.

The scholar ignored her and walked towards the tower. On the way, he checked the silk threads on his body. Because he had been avoiding head-on confrontations and had not used any strong force, the silk threads were not broken much and basically preserved most of their condition.

Below, seeing that the scholar had dealt with the formation master again, Lin Shuyou couldn't help but sigh: "This corpse is so powerful..."

Zhao Yi sighed and put his arm around Lin Shuyou: "You really need to learn how to flatter from your master Tongzi."

Lin Shuyou: "Is it not a good photo?"

Zhao Yi: "It's a good shot, but it's too much."

Lin Shuyou: “Ah?”

Zhao Yi: "Li has been using his own abilities from the beginning to the end. The corpse has only provided him with a relatively suitable adult body.

No wonder the river was so eager to drag him into the water without waiting for him to grow up. If we really have to wait until this guy grows up, then what good will it be for us?

If I were him, I would just light the lamp for the second time and admit defeat. Even if I didn’t leave the river, I would just wait until I grow up and practice martial arts and then…”

Zhao Yi was stunned, and suddenly he thought of a possibility:
"Damn it, this guy named Li, can't he light a lamp?"

The scholar outside the tower walked to the tower gate, and Li Zhuiyuan inside the tower also walked to the tower gate. The two looked at each other, then lowered their heads and spoke at the same time:

"How long are you going to hide?"

(End of this chapter)