The road is right under your feet

Close your eyes and let your spiritual consciousness invade the formation diagram.

Not long after, Bai Xing's face turned as pale as paper. Su Shixuan was shocked and wanted to interrupt forcibly.

At this moment, a sound of someone spitting blood and falling to the ground came from behind Bai Xing.

Su Shixuan's expression changed slightly, and he took two steps at a time and walked to Ning Chengfeng to check his injuries.

Ning Chengfeng waved his hands and forced a smile, "I'm fine, I just suffered a backlash. I'll be fine after a few breaths."

"Backlash?"

Su Shixuan was horrified and casually gave Ning Chengfeng a pill made by Zhuo Pingjian. He stood up suddenly and appeared in front of Bai Xing in an instant with a worried look.

He paced around Bai Xing anxiously, fearing that he would also suffer from the backlash.

Ning Chengfeng: “…”

The smile on Ning Chengfeng's face paused, and he shook his head with a bitter smile. He reached out and gently pressed his left chest. For some reason, he always felt empty in his heart.

After dealing with a new round of stone statues, Fubao glanced at the distraught Ning Chengfeng, then moved to Bai Xing's shoulder, lay down and took a nap with his butt facing Ning Chengfeng.

Ning Chengfeng: “…”

Why do I always feel like I'm being looked down upon by a dog?

It was an illusion, it must be his own illusion. Ning Chengfeng shook his head, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

Xujie was ordered to protect the law, but he did not move, just stood in front of Baixing.

The blade of the Water Soul Sword shook and slashed fiercely towards the Void Boundary Monument.

The virtual boundary monument dodged slowly.

At this moment, the next group of stone statues were approaching.

Su Shixuan didn't care about anything else and held the sword to fight the enemy.

The Water Soul Sword chopped at the Void Boundary Monument several times, but seeing that it still had no intention of attacking, the sword shook even more violently.

Then, turn around to fight the enemy.

The stone statue disappeared again when it was attacked by a group of Water Soul Swords.

The Water Soul Sword suddenly turned back, and many Water Soul Swords aimed at the Void Boundary Monument at the same time, attacking without mercy.

The virtual boundary monument immediately fled, yelling something, perhaps because of nervousness, his words were a little unclear, but they were not good words anyway.

Soon, the effect of the Thousand Illusions Array attached to the Water Soul Sword disappeared, and the Void Boundary Monument was able to take a breather. It flew back to Bai Xing without stopping to protect him.

The Water Soul Sword followed closely and stood on the other side of the White Star.

Su Shixuan's gaze fell on the Shuipo Sword, a smile flashed in his eyes, his fingertips moved, but he never raised them again.

Bai Xing frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, and stared directly at the formation diagram in front of him. Bloodshot appeared in his eyes at some point.

"Why?"

Bai Xing's eyes were gloomy. Why was it that no matter how hard he tried to remember, his impression of the battle map was always vague?

Unable to remember, unable to comprehend.

Normally he had a photographic memory, and this was even more so after his spirit advanced.

This is the first time I have such a vague memory.

Now when I look at the picture, I can see it clearly, but...

Bai Xing tried to set up the formation according to the formation diagram, but as soon as his eyes left the diagram, the formation diagram in his mind began to blur.

The movement also froze.

Bai Xing couldn't count how many times he had failed, and his brows were furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).

At this moment, a voice sounded in Bai Xing's mind, and it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female.

[Master...Master, your soul is still weak, not enough to bear the power of a high-level formation. Or...or you can copy it.]

The voice was very familiar. Bai Xing changed his mind and remembered the Water Soul Sword, which he disliked.

This is exactly the sound of the Water Soul Sword.

Soul...weak?

???

Is his soul still weak?

You know, he used his spiritual sense in front of old man Wu Hong and was not discovered.

This is enough to prove that his soul strength is even greater than that of a spiritual master.

Even this... you're still weak?

Bai Xing stopped talking immediately, but copying is indeed a good idea.

Carving the formation diagram on the object saves time and effort.

Bai Xing looked at the formation diagram on the book with his eyes flickering. If he tore off this page of paper, could this piece of paper be called a talisman?

No wonder, when taking the formation talisman class, Chen You said that the formation and talisman are one family.

If it is replaced with talisman paper, it can indeed be called a talisman.

However, the talisman paper is a bit long and narrow, and this magnificent formation diagram cannot be drawn on the talisman paper, or the strokes are too small to be clearly seen.

Perhaps the talisman was derived from the formation and is a branch.

Bai Xing took out a piece of paper, hung it above the formation diagram, stood up, and a bright red color appeared in his eyes.

Follow the painting stroke by stroke.

Easy and freehand, just like drawing an outline.

Actually, that’s right.

Bai Xing could see the battle formation on the opposite side clearly through the paper and draw it one by one.

After finishing the painting, Bai Xing stopped writing and shook his head.

The drawn formation diagram only has the shape but not the rhythm.

To put it bluntly, it's just a simple picture, an... empty shell.

Why?

We are both made of paper, but my paintings lack any spirit?

[Master... Master, this... book is made by a sacred tree and contains divine power. What you... have in your hand is just... ordinary drawing paper...]

Bai Xing was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: [Are you afraid of me? ]

Shui Po Jian was stunned, as if he didn't expect to get a response from Bai Xing. After a long while, he said anxiously: [No... No]

[You are not a stutterer, aren't you afraid of me? Why are you stuttering? ]

Shui Po Jian felt wronged, [I'm sorry, Master, Shui Shui didn't mean it...]

[Isn't this good? It's quite smooth. Don't stutter next time. It's hard to listen to.]

Shui Shui didn't know what she heard, but she suddenly looked depressed and said "hmm" with full motivation.

Bai Xing looked at the book, he didn't expect it to be made of a sacred tree, no wonder...

Bai Xing exhaled, thinking that it would be difficult to find a carrier that could match it.

At least...he didn't.

Finally, Bai Xing took out a piece of ice-blue black stone and used a refining technique to crumple it into a thin piece the size of a piece of paper.

Just this...

Bai Xing raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the Water Soul Sword, "You might become smaller?"

Shui Shui immediately came forward and rubbed Bai Xing's fingertips affectionately. During the rubbing process, a part of the entire sword body separated and turned into the shape of a pen.

Bai Xing's eyes flickered. Yes, it was invisible.

Bai Xing grabbed it in his hand and moved it. It was just the right weight and size, and it felt oddly handy.

Bai Xing felt a little complicated. He exhaled, inhaled, and repeated the previous actions with the pen.

Avenue to Jane.

Bai Xing wrote with boldness and because he was depicting something, he unconsciously used some spiritual power to make the brush strokes penetrate.

However, it attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which gathered at the tip of the pen and fell onto the icy blue stone.

Bai Xing was immersed in it and didn't pay attention, but Su Shixuan on the side saw it clearly with flickering eyes.

After a long time, the formation was completed.

Bai Xing stopped writing and before he could appreciate it, he saw that the other person was already somewhere else.