Can the tail be tickled?

The blood-red cinnabar with strong spiritual power connects the four directions of heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow together, and the rays of light surge towards the sky, converging into a layer of transparent protective cover, tightly protecting the Zhaotian Gate in the sky. in it.

But now, most of the cinnabar has been wiped away with spiritual power, and the entire formation has been destroyed. It is lucky that no walking corpses and evil spirits have been provoked. It is absolutely impossible to repair it. Zhaotianmen can only spend again A lot of money was paid to invite the formation master to re-establish the mountain protection formation.

Ye Wuhui was a little disappointed after inspecting the damaged mountain protection formation of Zhaotianmen, he stepped aside, Qing Yanzong also had a master who was proficient in the formation, and as a swordsman, it was inconvenient for him to get involved here.

Ye Wuhui always believed that there must be a reason for the sects that Mo Ziyi slaughtered in his previous life.Therefore, in this life, he made people keep an eye on these sects, wanting to find out the truth about Mo Ziyi's sudden obsession in his previous life, killing relatives and master Tu Baimen, and using this to find Mo Ziyi's trace.

However, after so long, there is still no news.

Therefore, when he heard that there was a problem with Zhaotianmen's mountain guard formation, he thought it was a fluke in his heart, and it might have something to do with Mo Ziyi.but.......

Ye Wuhui sighed, tightly gripped Qing Yu's sword hilt with his palm, and let go of it helplessly.

On the roof, a little brown monkey poked its head out, inspected it for a while, then jumped off the eaves and landed on the back of a black panther. The wall, away from the dust.

Mo Ziyi was somewhat interested in how the formation was destroyed. Standing outside the destroyed formation, the fox head followed Qing Yanzong's uncle who was proficient in formation and looked around.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit strange.

To Mo Ziyi, this mountain protection formation was just an ordinary formation, as long as he had enough materials, he could construct it.Moreover, Zhaotianmen is not a big school in the first place, and has never dared to have conflicts with the outside world, and no matter why someone would want to destroy this mountain protection formation, the way of destroying it is just incredible.

The cinnabar was wiped off regularly, and a line of spiritual power stronger than the original formation was applied to the eight locations of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui to form the core of the formation. Spiritual power is equivalent to laying another layer of formation on top of the original formation, completely blocking the possibility of the original formation being repaired.

The people who broke the formation were very skillful, and they also wantonly destroyed in irrelevant places, pretending to be the illusion that the formation was destroyed, so that people could not see the clues.

If it wasn't for Mo Ziyi's incomparable attainments in formation techniques, he would probably have been fooled by such an exquisite technique.

But, who and why did they attack such a small sect as Zhaotianmen?

Mo Ziyi rushed to Ye Wuhui's side, and pushed his head against his calf: "Aww——"

Ye Wuhui was distracted, but was brought back to his senses by the soft cry of the little fox: "What's wrong?"

Mo Ziyi grabbed Ye Wuhui's trousers in his mouth, pulled him forward, motioned him to come to the formation, and rushed over quickly.

"Hey! Can't go in!"

"Come out, don't damage the formation again!"

"What's the matter with this fox!! Wasn't it pretty cute just now!"

Seeing a fox running in suddenly, everyone gasped and spoke out repeatedly to stop it.But they didn't dare to enter the formation, for fear of destroying the already broken formation again. At the same time, this is the spiritual pet of the young suzerain, so it is not easy for them to capture it when the young suzerain is present.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- off!"

"Young Sect Master...this..." Everyone cast embarrassing glances at Ye Wuhui.

"No problem." Ye Wuhui waved his hand, and followed Mo Ziyi into the formation.

"Aww!!" Mo Ziyi dragged Ye Wuhui by the corner of his clothes in his mouth, and dragged him to a damaged place, scratching the dirt with his paws.

Ye Wuhui squatted down, touched an inch of dirt with his fingertips, and penetrated into the spiritual power.

"Huh?" The remaining spiritual power on the soil is not domineering, but gentle, and, unlike the traces of human spiritual power, it resembles that of a spirit beast. To be more precise, it resembles the breath of a monster.

The next place is still the same.

Mo Ziyi led Ye Wuhui to walk eight places within the formation, and then left the formation wagging his tail. When passing by a group of people standing by the formation, he arrogantly shook his head, and his dull hair swayed along with it. Shake it.

Those uncles are also elders, so naturally they can't argue with the little fox, so they can only ignore Mo Ziyi's provocative behavior.

Ye Wuhui stood up, carefully observed the eight directions he had passed, thoughtfully.

Having mentioned this point, Ye Wuhui should have guessed it.

Seeing Ye Wuhui talking to those masters in a decent manner, Mo Ziyi nestled under the tree contentedly, and fell asleep.

......

Sword shadows flickered, fallen leaves filled the sky, grass tips were neatly cut off by incomparably powerful sword qi, distant tree trunks were covered with sword marks, and nearby trees were even chopped off mercilessly .

Ye Wuhui suddenly felt his hands and feet go weak, and could only support his whole body with Qing Yu.

He was trapped in a strange formation, which he couldn't crack no matter what. At the same time, he could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was slowly dissipating with the passage of time.

All of a sudden, the surrounding situation changes suddenly, the moon rises and sets, the day turns into night in an instant, and the spiritual power is drawn again in an instant.

Ye Wuhui lost all strength and could no longer hold Qingyu, and fell down.

At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared behind him, holding his shoulder.A warm feeling surged through his body, like a spring in June, tinkling, moistening his meridians bit by bit.

"Little brother, we meet again!" Mo Ziyi greeted Mo Ziyi with a smile while delivering spiritual power to Mo Ziyi.

Seeing Mo Ziyi, Ye Wuhui's face darkened, he immediately thanked him, held Qing Yu in his hand, stepped back vigilantly, and kept a distance from him.

Mo Ziyi frowned, "Don't act like you're guarding against thieves, and there are no fish here, so naturally I won't touch your Qingyu."

"..." You can move freely if you have fish?Ye Wuhui turned his head and left.

"Hey, wait for me." Mo Ziyi hurriedly followed, turned around and stepped back, leaning his hands behind his head: "Little brother, why are you here?"

Ye Wuhui answered concisely and clearly: "Experienced, got separated from my brothers and sisters, and strayed into the battle."

Mo Ziyi exclaimed: "Coincidentally! Me too!" He bumped Ye Wuhui with his shoulder, "We are really destined."

"..." Ye Wuhui quickened his pace.

Mo Ziyi followed up again, pointing to the mess around him, "Are you trying to break the formation by force?"

Ye Wuhui just wanted to get rid of him, turn around and walk in another direction.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ziyi directly grabbed Ye Wuhui's wrist: "You monks sent by the sect practice swords and swords all day long. It's fine to have a face like ice cubes, and even your brains are stupid!"

"..."

"The broken formation is not broken like this, come here, let me teach you." Mo Ziyi was not stingy with everything he knew.

Ye Wuhui said: "What exactly are you going to do?"

Mo Ziyi stretched out his hand: "Hold me."

Ye Wuhui was stunned: "What?"

"What, what? Hold me!" Mo Ziyi involuntarily took Ye Wuhui's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

Ye Wuhui's entire face turned black, he took a lot of effort to suppress his anger, and said in a low voice, "Let go."

Mo Ziyi said: "You have also been trapped here for a long time, and you also know that the environment of this formation will change at any time. If you don't lead me, what should you do if you get lost?"

"..." Ye Wuhui was sullen, and repeated again, "Let go."

"Don't let it go." Mo Ziyi smiled playfully, "I found such a good-looking little brother in the formation, I have to be responsible to the end."

"..."

"Responsible for taking you out, okay? Are you happy?"

"..."

Before Ye Wuhui could say anything, Mo Ziyi took Ye Wuhui and walked in the jungle, explaining to him as he walked.

"This formation can actually be split into four small formations, as long as the four formation hearts are broken, it can be easily broken."

"Great Qianyuan, the beginning of all things is to rule the sky, so the first center of the formation is in the sky."

Hongyu flew out from her waist, pointed at the moon, and stabbed into the sky.All of a sudden, the sky seemed to split open, and wisps of light pierced through the boundless darkness.

"Thunder moves it, and wind disperses it. The second heart..." Mo Ziyi stretched out his hand and grabbed the air in front of him, "It's the wind."

Fiery red spiritual power emerged from the palm, and several flames shot out, burning scorchingly in the void.

"Heaven and earth intersect and all things communicate, and up and down intersect and they are like-minded. The third core is..."

"Land." Ye Wuhui said.

Qing Yu inserted between the earth, and for a while, the mountains fell and the earth cracked, and the sky collapsed and the earth sank.

"Amazing!" Mo Ziyi applauded applaudingly.

"..." Ye Wuhui glared at him.

Mo Ziyi lowered his lower eyelids, and made a face at Ye Wuhui: "The last heart is in the eyes. It's deceptive, it's both true and false."

Ye Wuhui asked: "Why?"

"Easy!" Mo Ziyi wiped his nose nervously, and took out a pen and two pieces of talisman paper from the space artifact, "Just write your name on the talisman paper." He signed it gracefully. "Mo Ziyi" in big characters, and handed the other one to Ye Wuhui.

Fearing that Mo Ziyi would make trouble again, Ye Wuhui retreated a hundred and eight thousand miles. However, he overestimated Mo Ziyi's face, he took a step back, and Mo Ziyi also took a step back. One foot further, in short, it is like a sticky brown sugar, following Ye Wuhui firmly.

"..." Ye Wuhui said, "Get out of the way."

"No, I still have to look at your name. I can't always call you little brother, right? By the way, how old are you? Maybe I'm older than you, so you still have to call me brother!"

"..." Ye Wuhui gave in, and wrote his name on the talisman paper.

Mo Ziyi took the talisman paper, changed hands and pasted the one with his name on Ye Wuhui's forehead with a "slap", and snapped his fingers.

The yellow talisman burned, and in an instant, the formation was broken, and the scene around him was like ink dripping into clear water, turning into a mist that filled the eyes, and slowly dispersed.

The next moment, Ye Wuhui's eyes were rounded by anger——

Mo Ziyi stood in the realm of ink and wash, and waved the talisman paper in his hand to Ye Wuhui, who was gradually becoming illusory. The three characters "Ye Wuhui" were particularly clear.He showed a sly smile: "Little brother, I'll get your name!"

.......

Mo Ziyi fell into a deep sleep and didn't know how long it took before he woke up slowly.

His eyes were blurred, and he shook his head in a daze... Just now, he seemed to be dreaming about something that happened a long time ago...

It was clearly noon when I fell asleep, but the sky was already full of stars when I woke up.

The people around the mountain protection formation had already dispersed, Ye Wuhui sat cross-legged beside the tree with the little fox, meditated and adjusted his breath without making a sound.

"Wow——" the little fox wobbled to Ye Wuhui's side, tried to raise his head, and put it on Ye Wuhui's lap.

Why don't you wake me up?

"You slept soundly, so I was afraid of waking you up, so I asked the others to go back first after the matter was clarified. Ayi..." Ye Wuhui looked up at the stars and moon in the night sky, "You are really like him..."

The author has something to say: Words: The structure of this article is not big. Stupid Xiaobing only wants to write about the interaction of the two protagonists, so there will be fewer other supporting roles that are not necessary.

It is said that the memory of this chapter is written when I met Ye Wuhui for the second time.Memories are in no order, whatever you want.

Note:

The great Qianyuan, the beginning of all things, is the unification of heaven: "Book of Changes · Biography"

Thunder moves it, and wind disperses it: "Book of Changes Shuo Gua Zhuan"

When heaven and earth intersect, all things communicate, and when up and down intersect, they are like-minded: "Book of Changes"

No Responsibility Small Theater:

Mo Ziyi: Little brother, tell me, who do I look like? ?

Ye Wuhui: Like the person who appears in my dreams every day.

Mo Ziyi: (//▽//)