Chapter 167 Main Flag (1)
It would take time for the Yifeng hermit monk to receive the mission and start the deployment, so Luo Xuanyi could enter the Peach Blossom Realm and make full use of the time. She had recently acquired a large number of living souls, so she could indulge herself for the time being and try whatever she wanted.
Placing the corpse balls formed by ordinary people, the slices containing monks in the slave shop, and various bone materials and medicinal herbs in front of him one by one, Luo Xuanyi recalled the knowledge about refining formation flags.
To create a battle flag that suits her style, materials with a touch of death are ideal. So flesh and bone materials can be tried, but would adding monks have a better effect?
Speaking of which, I still don't know how to release the monk in this glass box. Luo Xuanyi lifted the box and tried to open it, but found that the six sides of the glass box were seamlessly connected, without a single gap.
Luo Xuanyi tested it with the Death Qi, and sure enough, the box emitted a faint glow, separating it from the Death Qi. The box was covered with a layer of restriction.
However, this restriction was useless under Zang Yaozong's violent human sacrifice. Although Luo Xuanyi didn't understand the human sacrifice formation, she understood the basic principle - using the power of reincarnation contained in the human soul to disrupt the restriction's aura, thereby distorting the restriction and rendering it ineffective.
After a moment's thought, Luo Xuanyi decided to try using the Soul Locking Technique to lock a large number of living souls into the glass box. After all, if it was opened, it would be profitable, and if it broke, it wouldn't be a loss either, so Luo Xuanyi felt no psychological burden at all.
Luo Xuanyi randomly pulled out a stack of living souls from the half-full Ronggui and began her experiment. She was now proficient in the soul-locking technique and quickly successfully locked the first living soul into the glass box.
The spell pattern from the Soul Locking Technique left a slight mark on the box's surface. Luo Xuanyi immediately tested it again with the Death Qi, and indeed, the light faded slightly.
Seeing the effect, Luo Xuanyi unleashed her Soul-Locking Technique. Since performing the technique also consumed a significant amount of Dead Qi, she used the formation memory provided by Hao Fei to create a simple Spirit Gathering Array using Living Souls to replenish the Dead Qi. The second, third, and tenth Living Souls were sealed into the glass box. The once smooth and translucent surface of the glass box was now completely covered with humanoid figures trapped by the Soul-Locking Curse!
Luo Xuanyi's deathly aura lightly touched it, and the entire glass box, along with the thin slices inside, immediately shattered into powder. However, what Luo Xuanyi was more concerned about than the powder was the bodies of dozens of cultivators that appeared as the slices shattered.
"Ah..." Luo Xuanyi was a bit dumbfounded. She hadn't expected the glass box's sealing restriction to be included with the monk's slice. She had hoped to open it and use it later when she had time! Now, a bunch of people were lying straight in the Peach Blossom Realm, like a large pile of salted fish drying in the sun. It was really beyond her expectations.
The question is, will these monks wake up after being opened?
Luo Xuanyi shuddered. Now wasn't the time to marvel at the stunning sight before her. Since these cultivators weren't formation masters, using soul-searching techniques to gain too much understanding would only diminish Luo Xuanyi's formation cultivation. Therefore, she didn't need to bother much. She simply waved her death energy and decapitated them all in one go.
Blood gushed out crazily from the fractured part, but the people were packed too tightly together. The thick blood had nowhere to go, and suddenly a red river rose from the flat ground, almost reaching the monks' ears.
Until the blood seeped into the ground, all the monks seemed to be cut from head to toe, with the upper and lower parts clearly divided by blood.
That was all they knew about their death. The peach blossoms of Peach Blossom Land fluttered down, and they fluttered down as well. The fragrance of the peach blossoms was so strong that Luo Xuanyi couldn't even smell the blood.
While waiting for the blood to subside, Luo Xuanyi counted sixty-seven cultivators. Judging from the cultivators' automatic resistance to the death energy decapitation attack, the highest-ranking cultivator was a female cultivator from the Yunyu Sect, at the early stage of the Golden Core stage.
This shows that the Paper Arts Sect's strength shouldn't be underestimated. Luckily, I didn't cause them any trouble. They're already preoccupied with the Ghost Buddha incident, so they probably won't pay any attention to me, Luo Xuanyi thought optimistically.
Yi Ronggui extracted these people's living souls and stored them. Luo Xuanyi tried to find any usable magical tools on their bodies, but unfortunately, there was nothing. It was estimated that the merchants had salvaged those items before selling them to generate secondary income.
However, what Luo Xuanyi valued most were the bodies and souls of these enlightened cultivators. They were perfect for refining the most important main flags for formation cultivation. With such excellent materials, what was there to wait for?
"I just piled all the materials together, added a wisp of my soul as the flag bone, and somehow it succeeded..."
In Luo Xuanyi's opinion, this is the biggest obstacle.
According to the recipe for the elixir, you must have a direction of action, property requirements, and quality restrictions on the number of medicinal ingredients, right? The fruitless experiment made Luo Xuanyi feel unsure. As a practitioner of strange cultivation, she at least knew that evil thoughts were various negative emotions in people, and there was a direction.
I had to try adding it little by little.
Luo Xuanyi cleared her mind of all distractions, closed her eyes, and concentrated on her inner gaze. Within her body, the primordial will-o'-the-wisp flickered gently, and the branches of her second magical power stirred, as if about to burst forth.
Luo Xuanyi paid no attention to it. She carefully tried to peel off a portion of the original will-o'-the-wisp. The flame shook violently, and she quickly peeled off a portion of the flame tip, but the peeled portion quickly returned to the original will-o'-the-wisp.
Luo Xuanyi wasn't discouraged. She understood that stripping away the original will-o'-the-wisp fire was like a cultivator stripping away their soul; even the slightest mistake could lead to irreversible damage. She had to experiment little by little, gaining experience.
She discovered that when the original will-o'-the-wisp swayed violently with her mood, the separated flame tip had a strong desire to belong to the original will-o'-the-wisp, which made it impossible for her to completely drag it away from the flame tip.
The Origin Will-O'-Fire reflected Luo Xuanyi's mood, her true inner thoughts at the moment. Therefore, it was precisely because Luo Xuanyi didn't truly believe in the Dao of the Formation, and didn't believe she could remove the Origin Will-O'-Fire without injury, that the Flame Tip returned to the Origin Will-O'-Fire.
After understanding, Luo Xuanyi drew on her first experience. She recalled the insights she had gained from Hao Fei's formations and studied them in depth. The text in these fragments was obscure, but as Luo Xuanyi repeated it over and over again, a mysterious feeling settled within her.
She thought of the ancient history of formations, of the ascended founder of formations, of Xiyan. Xiyan's face was like a withered tree, gently shaking it, and white catkins fell. There was a fixed number: eight, twenty-four, forty-eight...
The original will-o'-the-wisp grew calmer. Following Luo Xuanyi's understanding, it slowly emitted sporadic sparks, like willow catkins gently drifting down and landing in Luo Xuanyi's hands.
Luo Xuanyi opened her eyes and sincerely felt the importance of enlightenment to cultivators.
Only now has she truly transformed from a wild growth filled with power to a monk and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Strike while the iron is hot, she shifted her gaze to the pile of monks' corpses and immediately entered the next step of refining.
Second update~ I think that the cultivation of a monk is not just about reaching a certain realm, but cultivation is the foundation of a monk. But I don’t know if my words can express the feeling of sister Yi’s cultivation of the Tao.
After Sister Yi truly became a formation cultivator, the fighting scenes in this book should be even more difficult to write (sad)
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