coobybook Chapter 573 Mr. Yuan
Chapter 573 Mr. Yuan
When the fifth-level talisman master heard Lin Zhao's words, his expression became a little subtle.
Feng Chenlan realized something instantly: "That old guy is in such a hurry, why is he still working on his unformed seventh-level formation?"
The Level 5 Spirit Talisman Master was a little embarrassed to be scolded. If someone else scolded his boss like this in front of him, the Level 5 Spirit Talisman Master would definitely roll up his sleeves and start fighting. However, one of the two people in front of him was a master with unfathomable attainments in spirit talismans, and the other was the leader of the West District Legion, so he just smiled awkwardly and said, "Old Yuan said that if this can succeed, we might have a way to solve this crisis."
Lin Zhao found it interesting and asked, "Among the enemy troops surrounding the West Division, there are at least three warriors at the Fusion Stage or above. Level 7 formations can usually suppress and restrict Nascent Soul Stage warriors. A top-level level 7 formation may also be effective against Spiritualization Stage warriors, but it may not be enough for Fusion Stage warriors."
The fifth-level spiritual talisman master said, "But Elder Yuan said that it was an ancient formation."
Ancient formation?
Lin Zhao became interested and said, "Please take me to see him."
The fifth-level talisman master looked at Feng Chenlan hesitantly, and Feng Chenlan was so angry that he almost laughed.
Do these bastards really think that a talisman master in the fusion stage would be interested in their tattered and incomplete seventh-level formation?
"What are you looking at? Master Lin is a strong man in the Fusion Stage! Why don't you lead the way!"
After hearing about Lin Zhao's cultivation level, the fifth-level talisman master's body shuddered. He thought that the person Feng Chenlan brought in was at most in the Spirit Transformation Stage, but he didn't expect that he was actually in the Fusion Stage!
If this person's talisman master's level also keeps up with his cultivation, wouldn't he be a ninth-level talisman master?
Thinking of this, the fifth-level talisman master's breathing stopped for a while, and then he decisively took Lin Zhao and Feng Chenlan inside.
When Lin Zhao met the head of the Lingfu Division of the Western District Legion, he almost thought that the other party had been demonized.
Not only was the person in charge dressed in tattered clothes, his greasy silver hair was tangled in various knots on his head, his old face was like dry bark, his eagle eyes were shining red, and he was standing on a huge picture using his hands and feet.
Seeing them coming in, the eagle's eyes radiated a bright red light, just like the demons smelling human scent.
If Lin Zhao had not sensed that the other party was full of spiritual energy and was a pure cultivator, he would have almost summoned the Holy Dragon Emperor Spear.
"You crazy boy, it's fine if you come here by yourself, but you even brought two people in. Don't you think I don't have enough to do?"
Feng Chenlan did not dare to say anything harsh to the only seventh-level talisman master in the legion, no matter how tough he was. He could only focus on Lin Zhao and ask her to do as she pleased.
Seeing the demeanor and appearance of this seventh-level talisman master as he studied the picture, Lin Zhao couldn't help but shook his head, feeling that for most talisman masters, the saying "one must be crazy to succeed" is probably true.
"What you are looking at is not an ancient formation." Lin Zhao glanced at the diagram under the old man's feet and quickly made a judgment.
The fifth-level talisman master was horrified when he heard this and subconsciously looked at Lin Zhao.
"But this picture is a fragment of an ancient formation that was jointly identified by several seventh-level spirit masters of the dynasty..."
Before he finished speaking, Elder Yuan raised his head and looked at Lin Zhao grimly: "How did you know that?"
He did not deny it, but asked this question, which obviously meant that he acknowledged Lin Zhao's judgment.
The fifth-level talisman master opened his mouth wide.
Lin Zhao squatted down and tapped the picture.
"Because here, this is obviously the spiritual pattern that the spiritual talisman masters have been using for nearly a thousand years, but it is hidden in these small, uncritical nodes."
The old man restrained his previous ape-like appearance, pulled back his hair that was covering his eyes, and looked at Lin Zhao: "Then how do you explain the ancient aura in this picture?"
"The reason is very simple. The map is not an ancient formation." Lin Zhao picked up the map, ignoring the sounds of people gasping for air around him. He shook his hand, and a golden flame shot up into the sky, slowly burning the map.
“Master!” The fifth-level talisman master screamed. Feng Chenlan couldn’t help but shiver, thinking to himself, are these talisman masters all crazy?
Only Old Yuan remained silent. He looked at Lin Zhao's fair and slender hand, a strange look flashing in his eyes, but he did not pursue it. He just kept his eyes on the burning drawing.
The picture did not turn into dust and disappear directly under the burning of the golden flame. Instead, it slowly shrank and shrank again, and finally became one-third of its original size, and then slowly fell on the only table in the room. "This is the real remnant of the ancient formation. The person who sold this picture probably knew that it contained an ancient formation, but didn't know how to show it, so he faked it and sold it. Strictly speaking, it's not considered deceiving you."
Elder Yuan looked at the ancient formation on the table, rubbed his hands, and asked, "Who are you?"
Lin Zhao took out the silver scroll that he was going to give to Feng Chenlan and threw it to Yuan Lao: "You are just another spiritual talisman master. Instead of looking at this ancient remnant formation that may not necessarily bring victory to the legion, why not look at this one in my hand?"
The silver scroll fell into Yuan Lao's hands. After just a few glances at it, he felt dizzy and dazzled. He closed his eyes, and not only did he not get angry because of the contents he had just seen on the scroll, on the contrary, Yuan Lao was an old man, and he almost jumped for joy when he got the scroll.
Because the only things that can cause a talisman master to have this kind of reaction are talismans and formation drawings that are higher than his own attainments as a talisman master.
Elder Yuan held the silver scroll, licked his lips, and asked in a low voice: "Is this the top-level eighth-level dragon-trapping formation?!"
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded; "This formation is also effective for some people in the early stages of fusion."
Mr. Yuan took a deep breath and smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
"This is the first time I have seen a top-level eighth-level formation!"
After laughing, Yuan Lao realized a problem: "This is an eighth-level formation. The core formation must be eighth-level. I don't have the ability to draw it. Is the senior an eighth-level spirit master?"
Lin Zhao simply said: "Level 9 Talisman Master is more suitable."
It's not that she can't use a ninth-level dragon-trapping formation, but this formation takes longer to set up and requires more manpower and resources than an eighth-level formation. The ninth-level formation is not needed in the current situation.
When Elder Yuan heard the words "Ninth Level Talisman Master", his expression froze. After a long while, he came to his senses and said, "It was the junior who was rude."
To be honest, if he continued to be unruly, Lin Zhao might have found it more natural to get along with him.
He suddenly put on an old face and humbly called himself a junior in front of Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao was a little overwhelmed and said quickly: "Master, you are too polite. We are all in the same sect. There is no need to worry about these things. Just call me Lin Zhao."