The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

Seemingly sensing Zhuge Ming's unease, Wang Quan Baye smiled slightly and continued, "However, there are always exceptions. Back then, there was a man who came alone, completely ignoring the defenses here, and quietly took the Wang Quan Sword."

"Is it that Zhuge Wolong again?" Zhuge Ming guessed.

Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye smiled noncommittally and did not answer. He simply stopped and pointed ahead, saying, "That is the Wang Quan Sword."

Zhuge Ming looked in the direction Wang Quan Baye was pointing and saw a sword hovering in the air. Its blade was sharp and straight, radiating a cold light, and the two characters "Wang Quan" were engraved on the hilt in a flamboyant style. Swords are ancient sacred objects, supreme and noble, revered by both humans and gods. If Wang Quan Baye was the supreme ruler of humanity at this moment, then this Wang Quan sword was the supreme among swords!

I must say, this man and his sword are quite a good match!

However, compared to the Wangquan Sword, Zhuge Ming was more concerned about the scroll next to it, which was emitting a silver light that was etched into his soul.

"It seems you've already seen it. That's right, that's why I brought you here." Wang Quanba said as he took down the scroll and handed it to Zhuge Ming.

After Zhuge Ming took the scroll, he began to examine it carefully. When he confirmed what the silvery-white light was, he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

"This is... a galaxy?! How is this possible? There's actually someone else besides me who possesses this kind of power." Zhuge Ming's heart was in turmoil.

“This is what he left behind back then,” Wang Quanba said calmly.

Zhuge Ming naturally understood who Wang Quan Baye was referring to, which made him even more interested. He then stopped hiding his identity, knowing that Wang Quan Baye must have discovered the galaxy within him, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him here so easily. Therefore, he directly used the galaxy within his body to sense the galaxy surrounding the scroll.

As soon as Zhuge Ming summoned the galaxy within his body, the galaxy on the scroll left the scroll like a child finding its family and merged with the galaxy within Zhuge Ming's body. Zhuge Ming immediately felt that the total amount of his galaxy had expanded considerably.

Seeing this scene before him, Wang Quanba Ye became even more certain of his guess, and his gaze toward Zhuge Ming softened.

"What is this?" Looking at the scroll in his hand, Zhuge Ming glanced at Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye. After receiving his permission, Zhuge Ming couldn't wait to unfold the scroll in his hand.

"WTF?" Zhuge Ming couldn't help but swear when he saw the contents of the scroll. There was nothing on it at all. He had been looking forward to it for so long and had been building up his emotions for so long.

"That's it...?" Suddenly, Zhuge Ming felt a huge flock of crows flying over his head, the kind that kept calling him an idiot as they flew by.

"Ahem, you can try opening the scroll the way you did earlier. Although he has a terrible personality, he should still be quite reliable, right..." As he spoke, Wang Quan Baye's gaze towards Zhuge Ming became increasingly strange, and his confidence waned.

"Is that so?" Zhuge Ming tried it out of doubt, just as Wang Quanba had said. He saw a flash of silver light before his eyes and then disappeared in front of Wang Quanba, leaving only a scroll floating in the air, emitting a strange silver light.

Chapter Twenty-Three: "Zhuge Liang's Eight Formations"

"Hmm, where am I?"

When Zhuge Ming awoke again, he found himself in a small room filled with countless books, their pages covered in dense starlight.

Just as Zhuge Ming was about to go forward to see what these books were, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him, which really startled Zhuge Ming.

The illusory figure in front of me looks like an adult man, but his head is covered by a dense galaxy, so I can't see what he looks like.

"Odd changes, even remains the same?" the phantom suddenly asked out of the blue.

"The sign indicates the quadrant!" Zhuge Ming answered instinctively without even thinking.

"Huh? You?!?!" When Zhuge Ming realized what he had said, he stared at the illusory figure in front of him in shock.

The illusory figure smiled mysteriously, then turned his head away, his back to Zhuge Ming, looking like a hermit master, though his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Ahem, I'm not kidding anymore."

The illusory figure coughed twice and pointed to the books in front of him, saying, "See these books? These are some of my insights on formations, arranged from simple to complex from left to right. I require you to read them all. You can only leave when you have finished reading them."

"Damn, so many! How long will it take to see them all? Just kill me already. If you want me dead, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Zhuge Ming glanced at the books in front of him. Although each book was not very thick, there seemed to be at least tens of thousands of them. How could anyone possibly read them all?

"Didn't you finish reading over 300 pages of advanced mathematics in three days? This is much simpler than that. Besides, the starry sky in the book can provide what you need to survive, but you can only get it after you finish reading the book. Don't want to read? Then just wait to starve to death." The phantom glanced at Zhuge Ming and threatened him lightly.

"Damn, how do you know all this? Wait, why do you look so familiar?" Zhuge Ming's face flushed instantly, and then he asked in confusion.

Who hasn't gone through a period of frantic cramming before final exams in college? When Zhuge Ming first entered college, he naively thought he could handle all the coursework.

Until one day during a calculus class, he bent down to pick up his pen, and when he looked up, the blackboard had gone from blank to densely covered. Oh, it turned out the teacher had already finished the chapter.

From then on, advanced mathematics class was like listening to gibberish to Zhuge Ming. Although Zhuge Ming tried to keep up with the teacher's pace by studying frantically on his own, the teacher's pace was just too crazy and he couldn't keep up at all. So, Zhuge Ming achieved the glorious feat of reading 300 pages of advanced mathematics in the three days before the final exam without sleep!

"You don't need to know that. Just do what you think is best, or you'll be dead." Seemingly afraid that Zhuge Ming would recognize him, the phantom hurriedly left behind these words before turning into a galaxy and disappearing.

Zhuge Ming made a friendly gesture towards the spot where the illusory figure disappeared, then looked helplessly at the pile of books. No, now they seemed to Zhuge Ming like man-eating abysses, the kind that kept tempting him.

"There's no other way, why not give it a try? I refuse to believe they can be more annoying than advanced mathematics! Let's do it!!!" Zhuge Ming hardened his heart. After all, he had experienced the scene of thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge back then. Putting aside everything else, Zhuge Ming's nine years of compulsory education were not for nothing. Although this scene was a bit difficult in Zhuge Ming's eyes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Zhuge Ming walked to the far left, picked up the first book, and before he even opened it, he saw the words "Wuhou's Eight Formations" written in starlight at the beginning of the book. This piqued Zhuge Ming's interest in the book, since Tianyun Daoist had only taught him some very basic trapping formations.

He said that the formations he learned were mainly divided into trapping formations and killing formations. Among them, killing formations included some basic trapping formations. After all, if you want to kill the enemy, you must first trap the enemy in the killing formation. Otherwise, no matter how powerful your killing formation is, once the enemy leaves the range of the killing formation, then killing the enemy is just wishful thinking. Therefore, if you want to learn killing formations, you must first master trapping formations.

Therefore, Daoist Tianyun first had Zhuge Ming study the trapping formation, which put Zhuge Ming in a very awkward position. He didn't have any special abilities to kill enemies, and all of them were only for self-preservation. Even after learning the formation, he could only use it to trap enemies.

Sigh, never mind, it's good enough to stay alive. Just hold on, hold on...

"The so-called killing formation refers to a formation that can kill a large number of enemy troops. The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation that I created is the ultimate of this. However, those who want to set up the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation must first have the magical power of a demon king in order to set up this formation completely. Therefore, I created the Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang based on my Eight Formations Diagram. This formation can exert its full power with the power of a demon king."

The so-called "Eight Formations" are: Heaven Covering Formation, Earth Bearing Formation, Wind Rising Formation, Cloud Hanging Formation, Dragon Flying Formation, Tiger Wing Formation, Bird Soaring Formation, and Snake Coiling Formation.

The characteristics of the Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang are: "large formations encompass smaller formations, large camps encompass smaller camps, corners are linked together, they are winding and opposite, they are round inside and square outside, and their variations are endless..."

As he read, Zhuge Ming was captivated by the wondrous formations within, immersing himself completely in this sea of ​​books.

Two days later, Zhuge Ming closed the book in his hands, his eyes filled with lingering reminiscence as he recalled his feelings just now. As Zhuge Ming turned the last page, the starry river in the book floated towards him and merged into his body.

Zhuge Ming immediately felt that his weakness from not sleeping or eating for two consecutive days had vanished instantly, and he felt as if he had been reborn, in better condition than ever before.

"Unfortunately, what's in the book is just theory. You really can't grasp the true power of the Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang just by reading it. If I had a place to practice, that would be perfect." Zhuge Ming stood up and stretched, making a series of crisp cracking sounds.

"Who told you there aren't any left? Try being close to the ends of the earth." As if it had heard Zhuge Ming's wish, the illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhuge Ming again and said to him leisurely.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ming activated the Star River to test it out. The feeling he had experienced in the Sword Pavilion reappeared, and the next moment, Zhuge Ming appeared on a barren land.

"Where is this?" Zhuge Ming asked the illusory figure curiously.

"This is my practice area for experimenting with formations. Here you can freely experiment with any formations you have learned. There is a magical artifact tool inside—Xiao Hei, which is a magical artifact that I had my fifth brother refine. It can be used as your hypothetical enemy. It can automatically break the formations you set up, thereby improving your ability to control formations."

"However, after years of my training, he's become quite strong, so be careful. And there's a penalty for breaking the formation. Oh, by the way, if you want to go back, just use the 'Close-Up to the Ends of the Earth' technique again." The phantom pointed to the black man in the center of the wasteland and said casually.

"I've always been curious why you're helping me like this? Should I know you?" Zhuge Ming looked at Xiao Hei, then stared at the illusory figure and asked in confusion.

"Hehe, you don't need to know that. You're too weak to be qualified to know these things. But you just need to know that I definitely won't harm you. After all, helping you is helping myself." After saying that, the illusory figure disappeared again.

As Zhuge Ming watched the shadowy figure disappear, he fell into deep thought again. He couldn't figure out who this person was or what connection he had with him.

"Forget it, there's no use thinking about it too much. The best thing to do now is to improve my own strength. Just like he said, I'm still too weak right now."

After thinking for a while, Zhuge Ming gave up on considering these things. After all, improving one's strength is always a good thing. Who cares about the aftermath of death? Living in the present is the most important thing.

Zhuge Ming chuckled and walked over to the little black guy in the center of the wasteland who looked just like a character from Detective Conan. The bewildered little black guy was unaware that he had been targeted by a pervert and was still standing there dumbfounded.

"Hehe, Little Black, I've come to favor you."

In his excitement, Zhuge Ming completely forgot what the phantom had just said: "Xiao Hei is very strong." It seems that who will favor whom is still unknown!

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Battle with Little Black

"Ahem. www.biqushu.nEt.biquge"

As Xiao Hei broke through the Heavenly Cover Formation once again, rushed straight to Zhuge Ming and delivered a hard punch to him. Zhuge Ming finally couldn't take it anymore, spitting out a mouthful of bitter water and collapsing to the ground without any decorum.

This was the twentieth time Zhuge Ming had been beaten up. At first, Zhuge Ming thought that Xiao Hei was just a tool used to test his formation.

But just as Zhuge Ming awkwardly set up the array seals and before he could even assemble one of the Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang, Xiao Hei broke through Zhuge Ming's array in a few moves, like a teddy bear in heat. It rushed out and punched him, then returned to its original position, giving him a friendly gesture before leaving.

Zhuge Ming's temper flared instantly. It was one thing for others to mock him, but for a heartless, inanimate tool to ridicule him was simply intolerable.

"It seems that it will activate as soon as it senses the array marks around it. That's troublesome. We'll have to set up the array marks while running."

Thus began Zhuge Ming's relentless pursuit and beatings. Initially, his persistence stemmed from an indomitable spirit, but later he was driven to the brink of madness by the relentless beatings...

However, he also discovered his own problems from Xiao Hei's methods of breaking formations and improved them, which can be said to have benefited him greatly, experiencing both pain and joy.

Although Xiao Hei doesn't have a galaxy to sustain Zhuge Ming's survival, Zhuge Ming's Qiankun Fan contains a large amount of food from the time he tricked Li Quzhuo. Although it's not a lot, it should be enough to sustain Zhuge Ming's daily needs at Xiao Hei's place.

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Time stands still in the mountains; the passing of winter makes one unaware of the years.

Inside the small house, a boy with a dirty face, hair that looked like it hadn't been washed for months and was as messy as if he had a bird's nest on his head, and clothes that were so worn that their original color was hard to tell, stood next to the books on the far right, his brows furrowed as he stared intently at the book in his hands.

Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head, his tightly furrowed brows relaxing to reveal two large, apricot-shaped eyes, as blue as the ocean waves. They burned with a vibrant, undulating flame, radiating an irresistible charm.

"I see, hehe, go find Little Black and give it a try."

The boy vanished from his spot in the next instant, and this boy was none other than our protagonist—Zhuge Ming.

Over the years, Zhuge Ming has gone from being easily defeated by Xiao Hei to being able to fight Xiao Hei on equal terms, and now even Xiao Hei cannot escape Zhuge Ming's formation. This transformation is built upon countless experiences of Zhuge Ming collapsing from exhaustion on the ground.

It was still that familiar wasteland. Zhuge Ming looked at Xiao Hei, who was still motionless there, and chuckled: "You've really given me a hard time for so long. This time, I have to teach you a lesson, huh?"

Zhuge Ming took out the Qiankun Fan, opened its surface, and gently waved it forward, causing specks of starlight to fall from it. If you looked closely, you would find that these starlight were actually array seals. As they expanded in the air, they attracted each other, and in the blink of an eye, a murderous Dragon Flight Array enveloped Xiao Hei.

Suddenly, a giant dragon rose up from within the formation and pounced fiercely towards Xiao Hei with lightning speed.

As a tool for magical artifacts, Xiao Hei had no emotions of his own, so he appeared extremely calm at this moment. He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and his whole body rose into the air. His eyes kept turning around, and at the same time, he was looking for the flaws in the Dragon Flight Formation according to the established restrictions.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Zhuge Ming was not discouraged. He manipulated the giant dragon within the formation to continuously spew out scorching dragon breath, turning the formation into a living hell!

Zhuge Ming gently fanned the Qiankun Fan outside, his mind immersed in the formation, and he was completely focused on controlling the giant dragon.

Although Xiao Hei wasn't very intelligent, its instincts told it that it couldn't take the dragon's breath head-on, so it began to fight and retreat.

As time passed, Xiao Hei's energy gradually decreased, and his speed also began to decline. Finally, due to a moment of carelessness, Zhuge Ming found an opportunity and began to manipulate the giant dragon to wait for the right moment to strike.

Seeing the dragon so close at hand, Little Black knew it couldn't dodge this attack. So it stretched its arms out in front of it and took the dragon's attack head-on.

"Clang." The two collided, producing a burst of sparks and the sound of metal clashing. Both the dragon and the little black creature were thrown backward by the impact.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei flashed a sharp gaze. It quickly adjusted its body in mid-air, used the impact to stomp heavily on the ground, and then its body shot like a cannonball toward the giant dragon, which was still adjusting due to its enormous size. It punched the giant dragon's reverse scale, which was also the key point of the Dragon Flight Formation!

"Awooo~~" The giant dragon let out a series of mournful cries, its body beginning to disintegrate and turn into specks of starlight. The Dragon Flight Formation was actually broken by Xiao Hei's attack. Xiao Hei was truly terrifying!

As the formation before him gradually vanished due to the loss of its core, Xiao Hei extended the international friendship gesture as always, seemingly telling Zhuge Ming: "Want to beat me? Dream on!"

Zhuge Ming, however, curled up a wicked smile and said, "You think I can only take beatings and not improve? You're sorely mistaken! The Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang are never used in isolation, but rather in combination. What I did just now was merely to exhaust your strength."

"Heavenly Covering Array, appear! Earth Bearing Array, appear!" Zhuge Ming shouted, and with a wave of his Qiankun Fan, countless array seals flew out. The fundamental reason for refining the Qiankun Fan was that it had excellent array compatibility and could store a large number of basic arrays on it.

Although the Qiankun Fan cannot currently store large quantities of formations like the Eight Formations of Zhuge Liang, and can only store one complete set at present, as Zhuge Ming continues to nurture the Qiankun Fan with the Milky Way, large-scale storage is only a matter of time.

"Little Black, try again this time! Activate the formation!" Zhuge Ming shouted maniacally at Little Black in the formation below.

An hour later~~~

On the wasteland, Little Black lay motionless, its body charred black (although it was already very black, it was almost impossible to tell the difference). The ground beneath it had been stripped away several layers of soil due to the Heaven Covering Array and Earth Bearing Array!

Amidst the soot, Zhuge Ming slowly walked to Xiao Hei's side, fanning himself with his Qiankun Fan. He squatted down beside it and whispered, "How about it? Want to try again?"