The strange phenomenon of blood bags hanging under the innate spiritual forbidden formation was something Shen Lian had not expected.

In this situation, it is obvious that there is a big pit here.

I saw a blood bag hanging under each of the five large formations of rules. The blood bag under the middle earth rule spiritual forbidden formation was the largest and had the most intense aura.

The five blood bag auras are different from each other, one is the aura of the Spiritual Transformation, one is the aura of the early stage of the Void Refining, and one each of the middle stage, late stage, and perfect aura.

The structure of these blood sacs is very mysterious, and they form a whole with the innate spiritual restrictions.

With the help of the blocking effect of the innate spiritual ban, the cultivator can send out the energy of his spells and the blood and energy released from his injuries without realizing it.

There are varying amounts of breath flowing in each blood sac, and the streams of blood and energy gather into balls, each of which is independent and separated from each other by spiritual restrictions.

Seeing this, Shen Lian's thoughts started working quickly. He had collected the aura of other cultivators before, but he had never done such a big thing and he only collected auras of ordinary cultivators.

For example, the aura that belongs to Ji Wuxian on his body now was derived by collecting Ji Wuxian’s blood and soul as a basis.

In comparison, the collection method hidden in this formation is much more powerful than his actions. Various auras are mixed but not chaotic, and each is well preserved.

Even in the blood bag with the aura of the middle stage of the Refinement Void Realm, Shen Lian could sense Ji Wuxian's aura.

With the help of Kankan, Shen Lian sensed the breath in the blood bag bit by bit. He watched the operation of the formation quietly, and sensed the blood energy falling from the formation, which was transmitted to the blood bag through runes one by one.

This method of collecting blood, energy and vitality seems simple. In the process of breaking the formation, the cultivator constantly casts spells, and the blood and energy that bursts out after being injured will be collected in the blood bag.

The Ji Wuxian Qi that existed in the blood bag of the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm was secretly collected by the formation when Shen Lian was deliberately injured in order to cover for Kankan.

This hidden spiritual collection ban is too secretive and cannot be detected without mastering the entire formation.

"There are more than fifty auras of the Great Perfection of Refining Void, and eighteen of them are as strong as Wan Yinzong."

"One hundred and seventy-three late-stage Void Refining auras, and five hundred and sixty early and middle stages of Void Refining."

The breath collected in the blood bag can clearly judge the vitality. The more vigorous the vitality, the higher the realm of the original owner of the breath and the longer the life span.

In this way, it is easy to determine whether the monk is in his prime or in an old state.

Wan Yinzong's qi and blood formed a blood ball the size of a ball, emitting a burning and blazing breath.

The other eighteen auras that were similar to Wan Yinzong's also formed a blood pill.

Wan Yinzong is a Hedao seed cultivated with great efforts by Wanxiang Mountain. With a lifespan of only ten thousand years, he has already reached the great perfection of the Refining Void realm. Among those at the Refining Void level, his age is considered to be at the peak of his powers.

From this, it can be seen that the eighteen blood pills with similar aura in the blood sac should be of the same level in terms of age and talent as Wan Yinzong.

Looking at the Juntian Realm, there are only three or five cultivators of the same generation and fame as Wan Yinzong, but now eighteen of similar levels have appeared.

In addition, these eighteen do not include Xuan Yao of Juntian Pavilion and Liu Xiao, the leader of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect.

The aura of Liu Xiao and Xuan Yao were also in the blood bag, but they should not be injured, and the collected energy was also biased towards magic power. Only Wan Yinzong, this reckless man, was too reckless and suffered considerable injuries under the attack of the formation.

As for the remaining blood pills, although they are a little lacking in vitality, they are also at the level of great perfection of refining emptiness.

Secretly collecting other people's magic power and blood and energy, there is definitely something wrong with this.

What do you want to do?

Shen Lian thought about it for a while and came to a conclusion.

Prevent disaster!

Apart from this, I can't think of any other purpose.

If you want to harm someone, you won't do it so aimlessly.

How to hide a drop of water and nature will put it into the vast ocean.

The great man hides himself in the city. If he can gather enough energy, he can recreate the situation when Shen Lian was in the Yunxiao Realm and create countless clones at once to deal with the old devil's killing calamity.

Sure enough, there is nothing new in the fairy world. The ideas he can think of can also be thought of by others, and they can be even more exciting.

Quietly obtaining the aura of these cultivators, not to mention the ordinary Qi and Blood Pills, there are nearly twenty auras comparable to the Hedao seed level.

These people will be the ones who stop the disaster at that time.

The key point is that this blood sac is connected to the formation formed by the innate spiritual prohibitions, which even the cultivators who have reached the great perfection of the refining void cannot detect.

The immortals’ tricks are still very complicated.

No wonder the previous wood rule formation spiritual restriction was so difficult to break. The purpose of the cultivator who set up the formation was to increase the difficulty of breaking the formation.

And with the help of the spiritual objects that constantly emerge from the tides of heaven and earth, the greed of the cultivators is stimulated, causing them to break the formation at all costs.

During this process, once the body is injured or dies, the blood and energy will be quietly collected by the blood sac.

This is indeed the case. After the three holy places opened the first wood rule formation, they realized that the original spiritual object, the Fantasy Moon True Spirit Tree, was just an illusion.

The judgment he made was the same as his initial one. He felt that the original spiritual object was only the nourishment for the spiritual objects in the more core position, and there must be greater treasures in the deepest part of the formation.

Not to mention the Demon Sect and Juntian Pavilion, with Wanxiangshan's crazy and arrogant look, even if he is seriously injured, he will fight to the death to get this great treasure.

At this moment, after Shen Lian had complete control of this combined formation, he suddenly stood at the highest point and reviewed the thoughts of the cultivators behind the scenes.

After understanding it clearly, it is actually boring.

That is to say, there are five combined formations that have been transformed with the help of innate spiritual restrictions. There is nothing special about it.

As for the power, dozens of sixth-rank formation masters gathered in the three Hedao holy places, including three sixth-rank top-grade formation masters, failed to find the real eye of the formation.

The key lies in the blood bag hidden behind the transformed formation. With the mysterious means of the formation, the blood bag can become an independent world, forming a cave world similar to the prototype of a portable small world.

The biggest advantage of this kind of cave is that it can block the prying of outsiders. Unless the realm is much higher, outsiders cannot peek in.

"They even dare to collect the Hedao seeds cultivated in the Hedao Holy Land. The cultivator behind this is even bolder than me."

After letting Kankan check the blood bag again, it was confirmed that there were many blood pills with aura in the blood bag, which were very different from those of the cultivators from the three sects of Juntian Pavilion.

Especially the eighteen first-level blood pills of the Wanyin Sect. There are not so many Hedao seeds in the Juntian Realm.

Then the identities of these people are obvious.

A cultivator of the Hedao seed stage from the Haotian Realm.

…

At this moment, Shen Lian began to perform the deductions that he was best at.

There are many Hedao Seed cultivators in Haotian Realm. This cultivator is doing well in Haotian Realm, so why did he come to Juntian Realm? This shows that this cultivator also knows how to avoid danger in an emergency and dare not do too much in Haotian Realm.

After going through so much trouble to come up with such a trick, he must not be a cultivator at the Hedao level.

"The great perfection of refining emptiness, the attainment of formation is very high, and it can prevent disasters..."

Soon, Shen Lian summarized the general situation of the monks behind the scenes.

"Isn't this guy preparing for the heavenly tribulation of the Hedao like me?"

…

In the Star Sea Flying Boat, Master Ji Dan, who had been seriously injured in the attempt to snatch spiritual objects, naturally did not follow the other cultivators to break the formation. Instead, he watched others snatch the resources while he treated his injuries with a miserable look on his face.

When love is deep, one will beat one's feet and stamp one's chest, cursing oneself for not being able to stop being greedy and losing greater opportunities in vain.

"Your attainments in formations are extremely high. I wonder how high your attainments are."

"If you're not as tall as me..."

In the sea of ​​divine thoughts, the little divine thought figure shrouded in purple light was muttering to himself. At this moment, his thoughts were as fast as lightning in the sea, and they were spinning around the little divine thought figure at a high speed.

"The innate spiritual restriction has the effect of self-evolution. This cultivator has only taken four of the eight directions, and there are still four directions left. I will help you install them."

For a moment, Shen Lian felt that it would be rude not to reciprocate. Ji Wuxian's blood and energy had all been collected by the blood bag, and it was time for him to see the methods of the formation master behind the scenes.

Since this cultivator has set up a formation, he should most likely be wandering around nearby, waiting for the opportunity to reap the rewards.

If he cannot break the formation, then don't blame him for quietly taking away the energy in these blood bags.

If we can break the formation, then...it's not easy to cultivate immortality, so peace is the most important thing.

He only learned some techniques secretly.

In Shen Lian's opinion, this fellow Taoist was too confident and might actually be quite capable.

If he were to set up the formation here, he would never leave the blood pills collected last time stored in the blood bag, as it would be easy for someone to take them all away at once.

At this moment, he was hanging openly under the innate formation, which clearly showed that he did not take the formation master of Juntian realm seriously.

Shen Lian's original idea was to take advantage of the clear and turbid tides to steal some elixirs from Juntian Pavilion, so that when they returned and had enough elixirs, Huang Youdao and the other two could pack their bags and wander away from their original home.

I didn't expect to meet like-minded monks in this vast sea of ​​nothingness.

…

In the space deep in the formation, Kankan stepped on a spiritual barrier with both feet, and the talisman array in her body was rapidly evolving.

Because it is a clone, she needs to use her original body to fully control the talisman array disk. At this moment, she needs to use the talisman array disk to re-deduce the array here.

The purpose of deduction is very simple, which is to fill in the missing four formations of Qian in the northwest, Kun in the southwest, Gen in the northeast, and Xun in the southeast among the five formations.

The five combined formations became nine.

The innate energy gathered here is extremely rich, so it won't be a problem to add four more.

It can be regarded as a small test. If the cultivator behind him can easily break it, Shen Lian will be ready to retract his magical powers and honestly serve as the alchemist Ji Wuxian.

…

Boom! Above the formation shrouded in a rich dark yellow light, a huge hammer like a mountain emerged. The hammer was covered with runes like a mountain and fell down like a thunderbolt.

"Third turn gravity field!"

Before the mountain hammer hit the formation, the gravity rules derived from it made the monks following behind them fall heavily to the ground with their legs bent one by one.

A dazzling light burst out from the ochre-colored formation, and phantoms of mountains, lakes, and plains fell down one after another.

"Five Elements Sword Soul!"

Xuan Yao, who was on the other side, waved his sleeves and a giant sword with five colors suddenly grew larger and slashed fiercely towards the position of the formation.

The charm of Liu Xiao from the Sun-Moon Demon Sect disappeared, and he actually took out a blood cauldron from his chest.

A sea of ​​blood surged within the cauldron, and tens of thousands of phantoms of male cultivators gushed out.

The three monks at the seed level of the Holy Land all used their powerful killing skills together, and the sound of the collision was earth-shaking.

“Crack!”

The surging earth rule formation made a cracking sound, and everyone's eyes were looking fiercely towards the cracked location.

All three formations that were broken along the way were phantoms of the original spiritual objects. Everyone wanted to see what kind of treasure was in this last formation.

"Brothers from Wanxiang Mountain, the hatred of exterminating the clan is irreconcilable, and we will fight shoulder to shoulder!"

As soon as the crack opened here, Wan Yinzong threw his arms wide and started shouting.

Wanxiang Mountain and the spiritual creatures must be together.

"I knew you crazy people would do this."

Xuan Yao clasped his hands together, and sword lights emanated from all directions, transforming into sword shields, immediately forming a sword energy shield wall.

As for Liu Xiao from the Demon Sect, he tapped the small tripod in his hand, and blood gushed out in the air. Countless male cultivators held hands and stood shoulder to shoulder, forming a male cultivator defense wall, all of them naked and swaying.

"roar!"

These phantom male cultivators opened their arms at the same time, and sound waves swept in all directions like thunder.

Wan Yinzong was dancing with the Mountain Hammer in both hands with great force, blood gushing out of his strong body. He didn't care about the two opponents coming up at all.

"I'll hold them back, you guys go get the spiritual objects!"

"Stop them and take back the spiritual object!"

The monks from the three sects jumped up one by one and rushed to the place where the formation was broken.

For a moment, the whole area became a mess, with the three cultivators fighting each other while rushing towards the depths of the formation.

This is a great treasure that was nurtured by four original spiritual objects. Everyone wants to see the true appearance of this great treasure. What if it is a spiritual object that can protect against disasters?

“Gah!”

When magic spells and magical treasures intertwined in the sky and the space shattered like thunder, a piercing sound rang out from the depths of the formation.

At first, no one cared.

"quack!"

Then, two more sounds were heard from the depths of the formation.

"who!"

"Big Brother, there is a mixed-feathered bird inside the formation!"

A cultivator from Wanxiang Mountain rushed to the front. He swept his mind across the small area covered by colorful lights and saw an old bird with mixed feathers, which cackled at him.

"This is impossible!"

This is the thing that was created by the four original spiritual objects!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a dozen or so breaths, the sound of spells colliding gradually died down. Everyone stopped fighting and saw the chirping mixed-feathered bird through the broken pieces.

"Gray-haired stork!"

One monk swallowed his saliva, seemed a little hesitant, and did not dare to draw conclusions easily.

"It's still the second-level gray-haired stork."

Divine thoughts poured into the land of five-colored soil like a thread of silk, repeatedly checking the big gray bird.

That’s right, it’s the second level.

"quack!"

The gray-haired stork with a big head and a big mouth was overwhelmed by so many divine thoughts that it was frightened and fell headfirst onto the five-colored soil. If it hadn't been for the spiritual guard outside, it would have been crushed to pieces by the affected energy without leaving any residue.

"Who's kidding me!"

Wan Yinzong, whose body was covered in blood, opened his eyes wide, his eyeballs were as creepy as cow eyes, and he looked in the direction of Xuan Yao and Liu Xiao, suspecting that these two people were behind it.

Then, in anger, he swung the sledgehammer and smashed it towards the gray-haired stork.

Before the sledgehammer got close, the gray-haired stork had been turned into a bloody mist by the aura, and the spiritual restrictions in the area of ​​the five-colored soil were crushed in large areas.

Boom! The moment the spiritual restriction in the five-colored soil area was broken, a chain reaction was triggered. One after another, the innate spiritual restrictions spread out in all directions like lightning, overturning pieces of space.

However, countless colorful energies surged out from behind the space, forming phantoms of golden mountains, giant trees, seas of fire, earth dragons, etc., pouring down from all directions and surrounding the monks present.

…

"I planted five seeds, and finally they grew into fruits. Today is a harvest day."

Outside the clear tidal lake, the clear and turbid air were rolling, and a happy voice was humming.

The chameleon little crocodile paddled its short legs from afar, approaching the Tianqing Tidal Lake step by step.

From afar, the sky-blue lake was covering the vast turbid air. The thick turbid air around had turned the void into black. Only the mirror-like lake remained as if the sky had cleared after the rain.

Under the mirror-like surface of the lake, there were patches of hazy colorful light, and there seemed to be a roar coming from inside, and ripples appeared from time to time.

Around Tiantianqing Lake, there were a few scattered figures also trapped in the lake, and there were also cultivators wandering outside the lake, trying to collect the spiritual objects floating on the surface of the lake.

But these monks did not notice the appearance of the little crocodile.

The little crocodile did not pay any attention to these monks who came to seek opportunities. Its eyes were fixed on the hazy area in the middle of Tianqing Lake.

When the several holy places were wandering around Tianqing Lake, they had already entered the range covered by the innate spiritual ban, and it had already set up a net to wait for them.

"It's still a little bit lacking. If it were in Haotian Realm, I would definitely gain more."

Hiding in the turbid air, the little crocodile muttered to himself, "There are too many old guys in Haotian Realm. The harvest here is less, but it is safer."

"In this desert formation, I can easily capture these people with just a little effort."

The reason for coming to Juntian Realm is that the formation inheritance here is inferior to that of Haotian Realm. The formation that can defeat it is worse than its, and there is no formation here that is stronger than its.

The purpose of collecting the Qi of different cultivators is to conceal oneself, so one must be extremely careful.

"You old bastards, you want to capture me and use me as a weapon spirit? Dream on. I also want to become an immortal and the first ancestor of the formation."

Quietly observing the movements in the depths of Tianqing Lake, its two front legs were still thrust into the space, and mysterious formation runes were faintly visible on its little paws.

"That's about it. I'm just trying to gain some energy, so I can't kill all of their disciples. It would be troublesome for me if I provoke the old man Hedao."

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its owner, if you have any grudges, go find the bastard to settle them."

Thinking of the appearance of its old enemy in its memory, the little crocodile chuckled. Every time it modified the formation, it would leave behind a mixed-feathered bird.

"Open the ban first, move the world, Zhenze..."

The next moment, ripples emanated from the little crocodile's two front paws and spread along the space below the surface of the Azure Lake.

“Buzz!”

The spiritual forbidden ripples went towards the middle area of ​​Tianqing Lake. After waiting quietly for a few breaths, the little crocodile was suddenly stunned.

Then, he chanted the spell again, and his two little paws went deeper under the surface of the Azure Lake.

"Um!"

The ripples rolled into the center of the lake like waves, and apart from causing pieces of spiritual forbidden light to flicker, they did not break into pieces.

What's going on? The sudden change made the little crocodile dive into the Azure Lake, and a mysterious and vague scene of the sky and the stars shifting evolved in his eyes.

"One, two, three, four, five, six... nine."

Deep in the lake composed of space fragments, dense runes flashed all over the little crocodile's body. It opened up a small independent formation space outside itself, blocking the sharp space fragments outside its body.

It raised its two front paws and rubbed its eyes hard, and the vague mysterious scene in its eyes reappeared.

"One, two, three, four, five, six... nine."

"Zhen, Dui, Li, Kan, Qian northwest, Kun southwest, Gen northeast, Xun southeast, plus the center, surrounded by eight directions, in the center."

Damn it, how did my five-sided formation turn into a nine-square grid!

The little crocodile opened his eyes wide, still a little bit incredulous.

The first reaction was that someone had changed the formation.

It quickly traveled around the Tianqing Lake, sensing the changed spiritual restrictions of the innate formation. After one circle, it became more and more hesitant.

"Could it be that the innate energy evolved on its own and completed the nine palace positions?"

After one circle, one can clearly sense the innate energy wandering between the spiritual restrictions.

这些先天之气不适合修士修行来用，可却玄妙无比，拥有滋养生机，衍化万物的功效，还拥有阻碍高阶修士窥探的效果。

“不对不对，就算是先天灵禁衍化也需要时间，这才多久，再说了我不可能没感应。”

徘徊在九宫格阵法之外，小鳄鱼身子簌簌如筛糠颤动了一阵，接着身上闪烁的符文固定成了甲胄样子，贴合在了表皮外。

它小心的伸出两只爪子，朝着最近处的阵法灵禁接触过去。

爪子和先天灵禁触碰的刹那，并没有发生相斥的能量，反而让它穿行而过，一下子进入了先天灵禁中。

“都是先天灵禁气息，我再看看。”

进入灵禁中的小鳄鱼，眉头的位置本就皱起的纹路，挤压成了深深沟壑状，气息也变得压抑起来，显然这种入阵法的状态并不是看上去这般容易。

……

“身融阵法！”

假装疗伤中的沈炼，一下子就察觉到了本命符阵盘传来的动静，阵法没有被触碰，有东西直接渗入到了阵法中来。

这是个什么东西。

龟龟缩缩像是一个没壳子的乌龟，这和他想象中的幕后阵法师模样差太远了。

婠婠直接就没入到了本命符阵盘中，残留在符阵盘中的先天之气和先天灵禁一下子融为了一体，顺势将符阵盘隐藏下来。

接着，沈炼就走出了星海飞舟。

各家势力轰开先天灵禁阵法后，随着他们的深入，外围区域恢复到了较为平稳的状态，偶尔也有灵物冒出来。

“姬道友，不愧是炼丹师，伤势恢复的这么快。”

走出飞舟后，沈炼就碰到了以前有过灵丹交易的钧天阁修士，这些人实力差点并没有跟着一路破阵，反而留在了外面自己找自己的机缘。

“刘道友可别旧事重提了，好好的灵物没碰到，还差点把自己送入轮回，这可真的是赔大了。”

沈炼苦笑摇头，随即话音一转，“阁中诸位道友这是都进阵法中了？”

指着一片始终处于破碎处的灵禁位置，明知故问的询问着。

“是啊，据说有本源灵物，也不知道到底寻没寻到。”

刘姓道友看着灵禁破碎处有些遗憾，他也想要进去，可在破开第一座阵法的时候，三大合道圣地商量过了，只选一批人手进去，免得进去太多伤亡太大。

本来万相山是不同意的，后来架不住魔宗和钧天阁两家倾轧，才勉强答应了下来。

“刘道友，我去那边看看。”

闲聊了片刻后，沈炼拱了拱手朝着一旁飞去。

掌控了阵法之后，他才知晓其实这片空间是在天青潮汐湖内部，四周各处皆能看到天青色的灵光，各种折射过来的光线，更是绚烂多彩。

幕后布置阵法的家伙，可真的是选了一个好地方。

空间区域很大，沈炼一路走走停停，身影在绚烂光彩中若隐若现，在走到一处边缘的位置，趁着璀璨光彩闪烁的刹那，本源符阵盘从脚掌没入体内。

接着，他若无其事的继续捡着别人不要的破烂，一边思索着自己布置阵法前后，有没有什么纰漏。

星海飞舟内坐镇的老家伙，可以确定感应不到他和本命符阵盘的联系。

在将五方阵法修补成九宫格的时候，沈炼察觉到幕后布置阵法的修士在阵法中留下的后门，此后门一旦发动，阵法就会自主崩裂。

这样困在阵法中的三宗修士自然就会冲出来，这也说明幕后布置阵法的修士，也并不想要将所有人都留下，只是想要悄悄收集气机。

……

走过一片青色灵光，沈炼伸手摄取到一块三阶矿石，这块矿石在这里漂浮了很久了，往来好几道身影都懒得去看。

将这块矿石在手中捏着，心中不断思索着。

按照之前的想法，是在这次虚无星海回去后，在主动开始自己的合道天劫的布置。

可没想到想得好不如碰的好，索性提前开始布局好了。

问题是，怎么才能在这里面插一杠子呢。

截胡这个幕后布阵者的机缘，这个想法有些不妥。

一个精通阵的生灵，阵法造诣如此之高，都要悄么么的收集别人气息来打掩护，这说明此修所求甚大，牵扯广泛。

截胡机缘最后连因果都给截走了，那可就太扯淡了。

退一步，趁机将血囊中存在的气机丸子，每一个都攫走一小部分，这也是沈炼察觉到血囊存在的时候，第一时间冒出来的念头。

这样做的好处，就是可以混淆是非，只要此修动用这些气机丸子，就能给他打掩护。

同样的，倘若他也用这些气机丸子，也会成为幕后布阵者掩护。

沈炼的想法简单，既要不承担因果，又要人家给自己当掩护。

既要，又要，还要，可惜这想法纯纯是想屁吃，根本不可能。

无法全部吞掉别人的机缘，所以斟酌再三，最终决定选择第三条路。

偷师。

这位布阵者庇劫的方式已经展现在了眼前，接下来就是原模原样偷过来。

将施展的手法、血囊的打造，灵禁运转的顺序等等方法，一比一进行复制。

……

“难不成真有一个比我厉害的阵法师在此？”

阵法之中，承受着先天灵禁冲刷的小鳄鱼，心中不断冒出惊疑的想法。

一双眸子不断的四下瞄着，越是感觉如此，就越感觉有修士在冥冥之中看着它。

“不可能，改造先天灵禁之法这乃是半仙阵法层次，钧天境就没有这般高深的阵法传承。”

“能参悟如此阵术的人，都是合道境的老家伙才对，哪里会搞这些小动作。”

变色鳄鱼的颜色，随着先天灵禁的闪烁而变化着，始终让它处在和周遭环境一体的状态。

“多半是我自己吓自己，这些都是先天灵禁自我衍变出来的。”

“取了百宝血囊先离开，再把困住的修士放出来，赶紧去换下一个地方。”

鳄鱼囔囔自语，轻轻荡开了密密麻麻的灵禁，朝着中间大血囊的位置而去。

“又多了三道合道种子级别的血气丸，另外几道也还可以，不过这些数量还不够混淆别人的窥探。”

悬浮在了血囊的位置，感应着里面形成的血丸，鳄鱼口中喃喃自语，一枚枚符文显化而出，密密麻麻的形成了纵横交织的‘十字’线条。

五个血囊刚好就处在了‘十字’线条的四个端部，和线条的中间的交汇处，上面对应着五座五行阵法。

接着，五个血囊就像是成熟的果子一样，从灵禁上瓜熟蒂落，而小鳄鱼却一直在念念叨叨，让上方先天灵禁中的先天之气不断灌入血囊中。

足足持续了十几个呼吸，五个血囊中的血丸都汲取了一部分先天之气，随之一个个颤动起来，里面就像是有什么东西孕育出来一样，开始衍生出一个个模糊的影子。

“封！”

刹那间，血丸上的虚影定格。

……

“道友，你果然厉害，竟然连我都瞒住了，佩服！”

当小鳄鱼将血囊都收了起来，转身重新穿过灵禁的刹那，突然间回头沉吟起来。

可灵禁闪烁的空间中，灵光灼灼根本没有丝毫的回应。

见状，小鳄鱼穿过了重重灵禁，朝着阵法外围区域而去。

“嘿嘿，我发现你了，没想到你的阵法造诣如此之高。”

十几个呼吸后，之前离去的小鳄鱼再次钻了回来，怪叫着吐出了一道道璀璨的符文，并且如同涟漪一般将四周的阵法灵禁都点亮。

可惜，涟漪蔓延，除了让灵禁更加璀璨外，一点异样都没有。

“看来真的是我多疑了。”

语罢，小鳄鱼这次一路钻出了阵法灵禁范围，冲出了天青湖外将身子再次藏入了浊气之中，露出一个小脑袋看向了天青潮汐湖。

“钧天境竟然出现了一个阵法造诣比我还高的修士。”

这一刻，鳄鱼两只眼睛闪烁着惊疑、激动、怀疑等好几种波动。

阵法一道，参悟到高深处，可改天换地，逆转乾坤。

可仙灵界这些年来，阵道其实是没落的，连代表着阵道九转印记的先天两仪盘，更是已经超过亿万年没有被生灵窥到过了。

九转之下代表着八转印记的羲皇阵圣，七转的印记的河图也早就散去，如今阵道最高能感悟的道规就是六转的洛神印记。

六转阵道规则连玉京境都修不到，因此，阵道成了辅修之道，很多修士都不在将阵道当成本命同参的规则。

倒也不是没有人修，漫长岁月下来总有大气魄者觉得自己可以打破传奇，在一道凋零的时候继往开来，成为新的道祖。

既然规则琴弦上没有新的阵道印记，那自己就开拓成为新的阵道印记。

可惜，亿万年来无一人成功。

最后卡在六转印记上，纵然风华绝代，可十二楼境层次已经无法在重新选新的道规，只能黯然坐化。

……

As a creature that was born abnormally, the little crocodile is originally a treasure of formation. After it drilled into the innate spiritual forbidden formation, how could it not sense that the formation was controlled by another cultivator?

It’s a pity that this cultivator hid too deeply. After controlling the formation, he directly withdrew without communicating with it at all.

Observing the calm surface of the Tianqing Lake, the little crocodile opened and closed its mouth. Although no sound was heard, a series of spiritual bans sank beneath the surface of the Tianqing Lake.

…

"Ah, the art of formation is indeed profound. The blood bag used by this cultivator is actually an object constructed by the formation. What's the difference between this and creating something out of thin air?"

"Using the innate energy as an isolation barrier, what a complicated rune."

Shen Lian was hovering close to the Star Sea Flying Boat, and the little figure in the sea of ​​consciousness sighed leisurely.

He couldn't help but admire the high level of attainment of the monk who was setting up the formation behind him.

He needs to study this method carefully. It would be a pity if he cannot learn the essence of it. However, there are alternative methods.

What Master Shen is best at is copying others, so stealing the Qi is not a problem for him.

The idea is difficult to handle, and the wind is strong! It’s better to be his Meidan master quietly.

"broken!"

As soon as this thought came to mind, the nine-square grid formation derived from the formation disk suspended in the Dantian broke into pieces and turned into colorful air waves, returning to the formation chessboard.

At this moment, the connection between the formation and the Nine-Grid was completely severed.

After learning the technique, one naturally has to clean up the mess. Shen Lian had no intention of competing with others in formation attainment.

Even if his attainments in formations were really not as good as those of the person behind the scenes, so what? After all, in the formation world, no one could draw talismans better than him, and no one could refine pills better than him...

Fighting the enemy across borders is the correct way to practice.

"Plan No. 1 for the protection of the calamity, use the innate spirit to forbid the absorption of the cultivator's qi and blood as a guide."

Flying back into the Xinghai Flying Boat, Shen Lian excitedly gave a name to the result of his stealing.

For this plan, the innate spiritual ban is a must. The innate energy has a hindering effect, which further enhances the effect of protecting from disasters.

I have learned at least 70% of the essence of the technique this time. If I go back and study it carefully, I should be able to learn 90% of it.

"I'm learning from you and doing the same thing as you. How can you tell if I'm a man or a woman? I'm sure Old Pei is very familiar with this operation."

Sitting cross-legged beside the alchemy furnace, Shen Lian thought silently, and he must sort out the skills of stealing from others so that he can surpass his master.

After some thought, he felt a little uneasy.

"Forget it, why don't I make some pills and earn some more points."

…

Outside the Tianqing Lake.

The color-changing little crocodile tilts its head.

It uses a special small spiritual forbidden communication technique for the formation, which can transmit sound through the spiritual forbidden area of ​​the formation. Even if outsiders have strong spiritual power, they still cannot capture the message transmitted in the spiritual forbidden area of ​​the formation.

Only the monks who jointly control the formation can hear its message.

A stick of incense.

…

Two sticks of incense.

Three incense sticks of time passed.

The message sent received no response.

The little crocodile couldn't help but mutter again, but still got no response.

This made it very angry.

"Daoyou, what do you want to do?"

The little crocodile spoke for the third time.

The cultivator who secretly controlled and improved its formation must have noticed that it was collecting the blood pills, but why did he not make any move?

If you want to get rid of it, you should have done it when it was still inside the formation.

But he let it take the blood sac and leave. This was clearly a threat to it! But he continued to use the array sound transmission technique but got no response. This shouldn't be the case. As long as he controlled the array, he would definitely be able to receive the sound transmission.

Could it be that the person behind the scenes really thought that his stealthy actions were so covert that it didn't notice him, and that he was deliberately retreating in order to advance?

The little crocodile didn't understand the reason. It would not be afraid if the cultivator attacked directly. Even if the cultivator could control the formation he had set up before, it would be useless.

Depriving formation masters of their level of control is a basic operation, which is not comparable to those useless people who can only repair formations.

The little crocodile became more and more impatient after not getting a response.

"Could it be that I really sensed it wrongly, and no one else is controlling my formation?"

The little crocodile, full of self-doubt, quietly crawled out of the turbid air and re-entered the Tianqing Lake. Its pair of eyes, sparkling with stars, looked at the formation under the lake.

"One, two, three, four, five, six... nine, the nine-square grid is correct!"

The mysterious runes on his body reappeared, allowing it to once again integrate into the formation.

"Hey hey... How is it possible? I clearly sensed that a cultivator had taken over the magpie's nest before."

The little crocodile felt more and more uncomfortable as it paddled through the innate spiritual forbidden area like a dog.

Who is the mastermind behind this?

"No, we can't stay here for long. We are all in the same formation. The enemy who blocks our path is a great enemy."

After getting out of the spiritual barrier of the formation again, the little crocodile turned into a stream of light and rushed into the turbid sea. When leaving the Tianqing Tidal Lake, the corners of its mouth twitched, and the spiritual barrier under the lake released a dazzling light.

In an instant, the long and winding dragon-like spiritual barrier of the formation exploded into nothingness bit by bit, the five elements rules in the sky rushed up into the sky, and three huge starry sea flying boats roared and surged out from the Tianqing Lake.

As the spiritual ban was broken, a series of sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and a series of figures were thrown out fiercely.

“Who is it!”

Amid the sounds of explosions, an angry roar was heard, followed by the shadow of an axe that fell from the sky, creating a void crack in the shattered energy space.

Wan Yinzong roared repeatedly, first pointing his finger at the Sun Moon Demon Sect.

"You damn bitch, are you the one who did this? You took the original spiritual object away in advance."

"A good man turned out to be a lunatic."

Liu Xiao emerged from the formation in a miserable state. Looking at the mad Wan Yinzong, his face turned cold and his peach branches even fell off.

"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"

"It's you!"

Wan Yinzong raised his axe and pointed it at Xuan Yao.

Xuan Yao frowned and summoned a giant sword, intending to chop it down if there was any disagreement.

Everyone was furious. The original spiritual object had suddenly become a thing of the past. Who could be in a good mood?

After all the hassle, a second-level gray-haired stork was dug out. Who was behind this?

This was obviously left behind after the spiritual object was taken away to disgust them. This person deserves death.

…

Inside the Star Sea Flying Boat.

“Ahem…”

Shen Lian leaned against the entrance of the alchemy cave, looked up at the three cultivators who were confronting each other, and threw pills into his mouth one after another.

"This fellow Taoist is really amazing. He plays with the monks of the three holy places in the palm of his hand. It is better to be a pure craftsman."

At this moment, when Shen Lian was chewing the elixir, his teeth suddenly stopped.

The natal talisman array plate that was floating in the dantian suddenly penetrated into the small portable world, and a purple light fell on the wall of the small portable world.

(End of this chapter)