Chapter 175 Okay...Okay?
Finally, the saber-toothed tiger reached its limit and had to fall to the ground, carrying several people and running on the ground. After running for another day, they finally approached the entrance of the God's Falling Battlefield.
Countless shouts were heard from afar. When they ran closer, they saw a gray formation with no end in sight and a dozen monks fighting.
Zhong Ling'er looked carefully and found that except for one person, all these people were wearing the uniforms of Tianji Pavilion. It seemed that this was the reason why there were so few deaths in Tianji Pavilion.
The scene in front of them was also very strange. They had seen white array patterns, colorful array patterns, and some people had even seen water curtain-like array patterns, but no one had ever seen a gray array pattern.
The fighting style of those dozen monks was also very strange. They kept blocking the sharp claws that stretched out from the gaps in the formation and stuffing the small monsters that squeezed out back into the formation.
Zhong Ling'er touched her chin and said, "Second Senior Brother, when I was a kid, I played a game called whack-a-mole. We dug dozens of holes in the ground, and then put three or four moles in them. We would knock back any mole that showed its head. It's similar to this, right?"
Bai Luochen touched Zhong Ling'er's head and smiled faintly: "They are different from you. They are not playing games. There is a hole in the formation. They can only keep fighting back the monsters that appear."
"Oh, then why don't we just patch up the hole? Isn't that tiring?"
"I am tired, but if I am not tired, how can I show how hard they work?"
"But the array pattern is gray and it's obviously not far from collapse. Aren't they afraid of danger?"
"It's okay. I think someone will come to repair it before it collapses. Otherwise, how can they show that they are not afraid of life and death?"
Naturally, some people couldn't stand the two senior brothers and sisters playing bickering with each other, and a man dressed in the uniform of a Tianji Pavilion disciple walked over angrily.
"Who are you? What nonsense are you talking about? Leave quickly. There is nothing good to be gained here."
Judging from the tone of their voice, he regarded them as casual cultivators who wanted to enter the battlefield to seek some opportunities.
"The formation here is broken like this. Don't you have three eighth-grade formation masters in Tianji Pavilion? Why doesn't anyone come to fix it? It can be solved with a few formation bases, which is better than you working so hard."
Zhong Ling'er's questioning made the disciple stunned for a moment, and then he became even more angry, "What do you know? If it weren't for us repairing it, this formation would have collapsed long ago. How could the world of immortal cultivation be as peaceful as it is today? You don't know anything, so don't make trouble. If you release the monster, you can't bear the responsibility."
"I…"
"Don't waste your time talking to them. Come on, there's a big guy here!"
Someone shouted anxiously, and that person immediately left a few people and ran over, and four or five people also went to help.
Zhong Ling'er turned her clairvoyance around and saw a pale hand reaching out from the gray battle array wall, with wisps of demonic energy lingering on it. The hand was the same size as a normal person, but for some reason it was called the big one.
Four or five weapons landed on the hand and arm, but there was no tearing of flesh or bleeding, only a few white marks. But the hand just turned, and four or five people flew backwards in a panic.
Another hand stretched out from the gap, and both hands began to pry open the cracks in the array pattern. Zhong Ling'er understood the meaning of "big guy". This was a high-grade monster with intelligence.
"Third Brother, try the magic sword!"
Zhou Yizhuo drew out the Zhan Yue sword without saying a word. The red sword light fell with the power of the sun, making the sky brighter. The monsters that had been struggling to squeeze out all felt the dangerous aura and shrank back, including the two pale hands.
Zhong Linger came closer and took a closer look at the formation. It was hard to imagine who could set up such a huge and complicated formation. Is this the power of a god's body? It's not an exaggeration to call it a miracle, but such a formation is hard to understand at first.
He took out a dozen talismans and slapped them on the formation pattern. Silver lightning flashed, and the monsters that pounced on him again screamed in pain due to the electric shock and retreated one after another. At this point, the formation became a little quieter.
"Who are you? Are you here to help?" The tall white-haired monk who was the only one not wearing the uniform of a Tianji Pavilion disciple walked over. He was much more polite than the others who looked alert.
Bai Luochen stepped forward and said, "Yes, we are here to help, but we are not sent by Tianji Pavilion."
The man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed heartily, "Then I came here voluntarily. I'm sorry, I'm Yuan Ziwei from Xizhou."
"I'm Bai Luochen from Dongzhou. These are my junior brothers and sisters. My junior sister knows how to use formations. Let her see if she can fix the big hole first."
Yuan Ziwei laughed loudly, "Brother Bai, your sister can watch, but don't touch it. Even an eighth-rank formation master can't understand this formation, and only the ninth-rank formation master Master Hu can fix it. Your sister is already very capable if she doesn't feel dizzy after watching it."
Zhong Ling'er looked back at him and curled her lips. "You seem to be a very generous person, but it turns out you are someone who looks down on others." Although she didn't fully understand this formation, she could still fill in a few gaps.
As several array bases were thrown down, the light of the large array flashed, and the gaps on the array walls disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally gray array patterns actually had some color.
"Okay...ok?" Those people were all stunned.
Zhong Ling'er raised her head and leaned towards Bai Luochen, "Oh, Second Brother, I feel so dizzy!"
Yuan Ziwei touched his nose embarrassedly. Bai Luochen smiled and helped Zhong Ling'er up. "Stop playing. It's important to do business."
Zhong Ling'er and the others ignored them and went to an open and flat place not far from the formation.
Zhong Ling'er said to Qianliyan: "Master, are you ready? If not, don't worry. I will put down the formation plate first, and you can come over anytime."
After throwing out a dozen array disks, Zhong Ling'er said to Clairvoyance again: "You must be curious about what I am doing. You have just seen the situation here. To be honest, the situation is not optimistic. This formation has been in place for too long. The energy supporting the operation of the formation has been almost consumed. In addition, the array pattern is severely damaged. It will collapse in less than a hundred years."
"What you are most concerned about is whether it can be repaired. It can be repaired, but it requires replacing most of the array base and redrawing half of the runes. Not to mention that it will take nearly a thousand people ten years, the amount of materials required is immeasurable."
"So I suggest that we set the limit to fifty years. If we can completely eliminate the monsters inside within fifty years, that would be the best. If not, we should start rebuilding the formation, otherwise the world of immortal cultivation will be in danger."
"I am going to build a long-distance teleportation array here, which can be connected to the large arrays in Dongzhou and Nanzhou. This way, people who want to come here don't have to fly for more than ten days like we did. They can get there in a quarter of an hour by teleportation array. It will be convenient for visiting relatives and delivering supplies."
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